The palms left their body, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out in the square shape. The body had been consumed so much that it could not be used for half of its strength. After staggering a few steps, it fell to the ground weakly. In the mouth and nose, blood lines were expected to be in response.
It flowed out at the same time, and even the breath seemed extremely weak.
At this time, Sun Hao, who was standing beside him, glanced cruelly at the square that was lying on the ground, and then the mysterious energy of the palm stained with flesh condensed again. On the tips of the five fingers, the nails suddenly grew.
The breathing skills have reached five times that of usual. The violent aura lingers on it, like a zombie's claw, makes people shudder.
While the nails were increasing sharply, a breath that was several times stronger than before suddenly bounced from that palm, and the violent aura raged like a strong wind.
After being touched by the violent storm, the space had ripples at this time.
"Brother Ye, why did Sun Hao's strength suddenly become so powerful?" Wu Yang, who was in the audience, frowned when he noticed the momentum emitted from Sun Hao's palm and asked with a deep look.
Hearing this, Ye Fan's face shook slightly. He had fought with Sun Hao. At that time, even if the former used the light of the Extinction of the High-level and Medium Martial Arts, it was only stronger than the momentum in front of him.
Forget it. But at present, Sun Hao's cultivation has not been enhanced, and the martial arts he has used is only at the highest level. Therefore, this unreasonable change made Ye Fan feel alert.
"I don't know either. Maybe Sun Hao used some secret technique?" Ye Fan shook his head and said uncertainly.
After saying that, Ye Fan looked at Sun Yang, who looked like a normal person in the distance, and his heart was shocked.
"The expression of Sun Yang has not changed at all. It seems that he knows Sun Hao's method. I'm afraid that both of these brothers have hidden hands!" The pupils tightened slightly in the dark eyes, but there was a scorching fighting spirit rising.
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After coming back to his senses, Ye Fan continued to look at the battle on the stage.
The five claws carried the violent aura and grabbed the square head with a fierce aura. The fierce aura directly pressed the square head and blood drifted away. The hairs were even broken under the bitter wind.
Powder.
With murderous intent, Sun Hao obviously wanted to remove the square directly and quickly. The cold breath on his fingernails approached inch by inch, and through the pores, the square thoughts became a little stagnant. Seeing the shadow of death, it took a long time to see that
Yes, there is no sound in the square.
"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly broke out from the audience, and followed by an unusually trained mysterious energy. The mysterious energy was simple and amazingly fast. Almost at the same time as the shout sounded, the trained energy was trained.
The mysterious energy had hit Sun Hao's palm. Then it easily dispersed Sun Hao's offensive.
"What a strong cultivation level, who is this person?" Ye Fan, who witnessed this process in the audience, said in surprise.
Turning his head, he saw an old man not far from him stretching his arm forward and a finger bent slightly. It was obvious that the mysterious energy he had just sent was from him.
On the stage, Sun Hao's offensive that had been condensed for a long time was resolved suddenly. The former was a little lost. After a moment, he woke up and turned his eyes suddenly to the old man. He said in surprise: "Old Dong, what are you doing
meaning?"
What stopped Sun Hao was the referee of this battle of Tongxuan. Therefore, although Sun Hao was a little unhappy, he only dared to question rather than question.
Hearing this, Mr. Dong twisted his jaw and said slowly: "Little guy, although you have good talent, it's a pity that you are as competitive as your father. Now you have knocked that little guy to the ground, although
He didn't admit defeat, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that you won in this game. Why don't you just sell me for my face and spare the kid's life?"
When Ye Fan heard Mr. Dong's words, his face was not moved, but he was happy. Mr. Dong was speaking politely, but in fact he was secretly ridiculing the cruel and arrogant style of the father and son of the Sun family.
"It turns out that he is a mature person, even scolding people so well!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Hao thought it was Mr. Dong's polite words, so he quickly bowed his hands and said a few nonsense before obediently walking off the stage. Sun Wutu, who was standing under the ring, had a gloomy face.
If Dong is said to be a mature person, then he is well versed in the world. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be sold by someone like Sun Hao and still count money.
"Hmph, old guy. Let you live a few more days of free life. Sooner or later, I will chop you up!"
With the end of the third arena, the second arena soon ended. It is worth mentioning that the two in the second arena ended in the draw. This result was a bit beyond Ye Fan's expectations.
He originally thought that the casual cultivator would lose, but he didn't expect that he would have a draw.
"It seems that the casual cultivator has another chance, otherwise it would be difficult to compete with these rich family children."
After taking a look at the casual cultivator who was recovering from the audience, Ye Fan murmured softly.