Jinglong Fist Five Styles vs Thunder Four Styles.

The pressure caused by light made a group of people in the stands frightened, and some of them couldn't even open their eyes and their whole bodies were trembling.

The smoke and dust scattered everywhere, and a faint smell of blood filled the entire Fengshan land.

On the high platform, Si Huaqing drank tea and looked at the battle between the two heroes on the martial arts stage, and smiled and said, "Song Mangong is a genius of the world, and the powerful people who enter the Tao, Qin Hao is not weak either. The four styles of thunder, the thunder and the silence of this earth is enough to kill ordinary people who enter the Tao, but Qin Hao can use one punch to fight it. Perhaps as someone said, the era of romance of wild flowers in martial arts has arrived."

The generals trembled all over, and everyone recalled the martial arts world where hundreds of boats were fighting in the current. At that time, monsters were rampant, but corpses were everywhere. Each of them who walked onto the throne had endless corpses.

The world of martial arts is beautiful but also cruel.

"It's a pity that Qin Hao doesn't know how to hide his strength and keep a low profile. He challenged Song Mangong across borders at the peak of the realm of transformation, and had no winning rate."

"Yes, Song Mangong's unparalleled military scholars represent the ancient martial arts family. He cannot be defeated, nor will he lose."

Si Ningtong was a little irritated. She couldn't figure out why Qin Hao had a bright future, so she had to face an opponent that could not be defeated. In Si Ningtong's opinion, this was very stupid.

The beautiful hair blew with the wind, emitting a faint fragrance. She was originally admiring Western miracles in the Vatican, but she thought she had no worries, but when she knew that Qin Hao, a man, had made an appointment with Song Mangong to fight the Fengshan land, she resolutely gave up the scenery of the foreign country and rushed to the Fengshan land as soon as the earliest passenger plane.

She looked at the man and realized that the figure of this man had already been engraved in her heart and would never be erased in her life.

"Miss Qingcheng, Song Mangong is the pride of our aristocratic families. How could he lose to a poor boy of the past? Humph." Someone said disdainfully.

"Song Mangong is invincible in this world, look at it, Qin Hao will not be proud for long."

These incompetent rich second generations always resent the rising king of grassroots, and each sentence is filled with a strong sour atmosphere.

Qingcheng wanted to refute something, but after a smirk, how could these people be compared with Qin Hao? That man has been on the way to the throne. Qingcheng believes that he will win at any time.

Boom boom.

Qin Hao and Song Mangong separated.

Qin Hao had some scars on his body, his arms were slightly trembling, and blood was falling down on his fist, but Song Mangong was still fluttering in white, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

"Hahaha, I just said how could Qin Hao be Song Mangong's opponent! It's like an egg hitting a stone!"

"Song Mangong is invincible in this world!"

"Hey, no! Look, there is blood on Song Mangong's body!"

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Song Mangong in disbelief. Sure enough, they found that Song Mangong's fist was bright red on his sleeve, and a drop of blood fell down.

Song Mangong was injured!

Even the generals in the stands were moved. They understood more than ordinary people how powerful Song Mangong was and how terrifying the four thunder styles were. They thought this would be a battle without suspense, but this scene shocked everyone.

You know, Song Mangong has suffered only a handful of injuries since his debut. He has always been pushing his enemies all the way, which is why he has become an invincible person in this world.

Nangong Meng's little hands were trembling. He didn't believe what was in front of him. The invincible existence in her mind was actually both defeated by Qin Hao?

But Qin Hao and Song Mangong are a big difference.

Doesn’t this mean that Song Mangong lost?

As if the myth was shattered, Nangong Meng was in a state of great emotion, but the battle did not stop because of everyone's shock. On the contrary, it became more intense. Song Mangong lowered his head and looked at the blood on his five fingers, savoring the domineering and weird punch before, and curling his lips: "Qin Hao, you are a little capable, but if this is the basis for you to compete with me, it is not enough!"

"One punch is not enough, just two punches!" Qin Hao said domineeringly, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and his blood was boiling.

The warlike factors in the dragon clan ferment violently and become more fierce.

Just as Qin Hao was about to charge again, the scene suddenly changed, and the surroundings turned into a vast purple color. There were black holes that could devour people on all sides, which brought Qin Hao into it. For a moment, Qin Hao actually lost all his strength, and his eyes became a little confused and at a loss.

Just as he was about to be swallowed by the black hole, strands of dragon power stimulated the nerve center, and Qin Hao suddenly woke up.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

Two fireworks erupted from Qin Hao's eyes, and a violent flaming sound was burning, pulling Qin Hao away from this terrifying illusion.

Qin Hao's back was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were so terrifying!

"Huh?" Song Mangong was a little surprised. This was the first time someone could escape after falling into his illusory world.

However, Song Mangong didn't care. His eyes condensed into star shape and turned into a light purple at this moment. Two mysterious forces locked Qin Hao invisibly. Song Mangong sneered: "The purple-eyed divine eyes can break through all the laws! Impotence!"

"No! This is Song Mangong's powerful pupil power, which can lead people into illusion. Qin Hao's only level of transformation is impossible to stop it."

"As soon as the purple-eyed divine eyes appeared, the wasted space appeared, and Qin Hao was finished."

Even Liu Rushi's face was pale at this time, and his hands were tightly clenched, and he was extremely worried.

Qin Hao felt a strong crisis, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed.

At this time, a mysterious force appeared constantly decomposing the aura around Qin Hao, trying to erase Qin Hao's entire person from the world.

"Black Storm!"

The raging fire ignited and exploded on the spot. Qin Hao's eyes turned blood red, and the dragon's power turned into the most violent flame to block this mysterious power one foot away.

The martial arts field was in a confrontation of pupil techniques.

Song Mangong and Qin Hao looked at each other, and no one allowed anyone to let him go.

"Hmph, I have thousands of worlds in my heart, and I know the most powerful power. Qin Hao, in this vast ocean of illusions, I can transform into a god of war. How can you be my opponent?" Song Mangong said confidently: "You are only at the peak of the transformation realm, so how can you know what your real power is? So, you will definitely lose this duel! Be silent in my thousands of worlds!

This is a confrontation between two worlds.

Song Mangong's small world powerhouse can rush over the world, go to heaven and earth, and control the power of life and death, and I am invincible!

Its power was fierce, and it swooped down like an eagle, trying to tear Qin Hao apart.

But Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, comparing to the world with him?
Chapter completed!