After Pei Qianhuo absorbed all of Luo Jiang's blood and essence, he inherited his magic power and also developed his own skills.
This long hair attack is one of his magic skills. When it is released, it can form dense spikes and carry the power of space.
If you are poked by a hair, unless you are extremely powerful, the only result is that he will poke your hair into your body.
As long as the hair pierces the enemy's body, the blood in the enemy's body will be automatically attracted by the hair, and then transmitted back to Pei Qianhuo's body and become his own energy.
The attack was extremely vicious, but he was facing Song Yang.
The hair is getting closer.
Song Yang snorted coldly and raised his hand to grab it.
The hair flew rapidly and was about to penetrate into Song Yang's palm.
Even Pei Qianhuo had a sneer on his face.
He felt that Song Yang did not understand the power of his move and was too arrogant, and would definitely suffer losses.
Pei Qianhuo was ready to wait until the hair poked into Song Yang's arm, and then, without letting up at all, he would go straight up and wrap around him, sucking all the blood in Song Yang's body, to let him know the consequences of offending himself!
Just as he finished his thought, the hair poked Song Yang's palm.
But at this moment, Pei Qianhuo felt that his hair seemed to have lost its target.
In Song Yang's palm, it seemed like a void space.
The hair had no stickiness at all and was easily caught by Song Yang. At the same time, he pulled it suddenly, and Pei Qianhuo's body involuntarily fell into Song Yang's arms.
Of course Song Yang wouldn’t hug him!
Song Yang had already prepared a big fist, and when he saw Pei Qianhuo approaching, he punched him directly. Pei Qianhuo screamed and crossed his hands to form a cross to block in front of him.
With a loud bang, the air exploded and shook.
Pei Qianhuo's body was thrown out like a swing and swung towards the distance.
His hair was caught in Song Yang's palm and he couldn't let it go. His body was pulled back by his hair and fell towards Song Yang's fist again.
Seeing this, Pei Qianhuo hurriedly used his ability to block it again.
With a loud thud, he was punched again.
But this time he failed to defend himself and was hit in the chest by a punch.
Feeling a sharp pain, he could not help but scream and continued to fly high.
Then Song Yang grabbed his hair and pulled him back again.
Just like training with a sandbag, he kept hitting his body.
The warriors from the Ancient Martial Arts Academy and the senior teachers who were standing below and watching the fight were all looking at the battle in mid-air in shock.
Before, when they faced Pei Qianhuo, they had no power to fight back and were suppressed by Pei Qianhuo so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.
And now he was being bombarded continuously in Song Yang's hands like a torn sack, without any power to resist at all.
Such a reversal of circumstances made everyone feel surprised, funny and relieved at the same time.
Pei Qianhuo was also frightened by the beating. Every time Song Yang punched him, he felt a piercing pain all over his body.
Although he inherited the power of magic, he could not withstand such a hammering.
If the stalemate continues, Song Yang will break up the magic foundation that has just formed in his body, and then his body will also fall apart.
After all, Pei Qianhuo absorbed the essence and blood from General Luo's body, which condensed his body.
His foundation is unstable now.
We must find a place to consolidate our foundation.
Thinking of this, Pei Qianhuo immediately made a decision!