Update time: 2014-01-17
The purple dragon fist flame was cut by the silver light mesh, and finally resolved.
Ding Hao's expression did not change, he still stood on the spot, punching one after another in a slow but urgent manner.
The sky was suddenly filled with the endless sound of dragon roars, and vivid purple dragons roared and meandered, as if dragons were coming. It was like a miraculous illusion, and it was shocking.
A purple heavenly dragon with a body as thick as a giant vat, with a purple metallic texture all over its body. Every scale is clear and distinct. The dragon's whiskers are fluttering, and it has five claws. It breathes purple flames, like a dragon king, lingering around Ding Hao's body. The spine of the body roared, and the vibrating void trembled.
Ding Hao's energy was stimulated to the extreme
In his body, white runes flashed on dozens of ribs, and purple runes wandered on the big bones of his spine. The whole person seemed to be crystal clear like jade, and his fists were blasted out, as if it was the wrath of the gods, with purple dragon shadows constantly appearing. Emerged from his fist, roaring and swallowing the fifteen powerful Martial Emperors
"Hahaha, your power is indeed strong, but it's a pity that you are in the formation, no matter how strong you are, it is useless." Li Xianglai, a middle-aged scholar, laughed.
Fifteen Martial Emperor-level experts urged the sword in their hands, and wisps of silver light fell into the void like stars.
The void where Ding Hao was was suddenly as dark as ink. Only the bodies of these fifteen people were shining with the light of stars, forming a strange and coquettish constellation pattern, as if it really represented the stars of the universe. The endless dragon fist flames blasted Entering the void, before it reaches anyone among them, they will be shattered and isolated by the sword light and starlight.
Ding Hao, however, acted as if he hadn't seen him before, and continued to punch out one after another.
"Hmph, it's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" The middle-aged scholar Li Xianglai sneered and shouted: "Let me use up the magic array to defend, let's see how long he can hold on!"
Once the momentum is established, the tide of heaven and earth spiritual energy outside the formation can be blocked, so that the energy of heaven and earth within the formation is limited. Once any warrior is trapped in it, if he cannot break the formation at the first time, he will be in trouble and cannot escape from the world. After all, the profound energy stored in the body is limited. If it cannot be replenished in time, every point will be used less. Once exhausted, the end result will be to be consumed alive.
Li Xianglai looked proud on the surface, but in fact, he was shocked by Ding Hao's majestic power.
So he made up his mind not to take the initiative to attack, but to take the only and safest method, and kill Ding Hao bit by bit.
If he doesn't become a god or a saint, he will still be a mortal in the end. When his strength is exhausted, let's see how long he can persist.
Time passes minute by second
In the blink of an eye, this battle has lasted for half a day
In the void, there is still the endless sound of dragon roars, filled with purple light and majestic power.
Purple divine dragons roared and roared, like living creatures, constantly emerging from Ding Hao's fists, only to be cut and crushed by the silver sword light and stars in the void. This process went on over and over again. How many times have at least hundreds of thousands of purple divine dragons been buried in the flames
In other words, Ding Hao has at least fired hundreds of thousands of punches
Every punch maintains the attack power of the Four Apertures Martial Emperor
At this time, many people gradually understood that the purple dragon was not caused by Ding Hao using some unique mysterious combat skills, but was simply an illusion created by bombarding the void with the power of his body. It seems to contain some kind of strange energy, which can be the pure power of sex, turned into the illusion of a dragon, confusing the real with the fake, giving people a kind of spiritual shock and charm.
And the five-clawed dragon king that always wraps around Ding Hao's body like a guardian angel is also an illusion of energy.
Ding Hao's body seems to contain some kind of treasure, which can transform into a dragon to protect him.
This discovery made Li Xianglai and others even more coveted. They wanted to kill Ding Hao immediately and snatch all the treasures from Ding Hao.
However, the more people fought, the more frightened they became.
Because Ding Hao was trapped in it and his body energy could not be replenished, logically speaking, he should have died of exhaustion long ago. But the strange thing is that he is still alive and well, and the energy blasted out by his fists has become more and more powerful. Getting more powerful and terrifying
"Hmph, if you continue to wear him down, you won't believe it. He is an iron man and doesn't know how tired he is." Li Xianglai snorted coldly.
The fighting continues again
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"If this continues, will Brother Hao be in danger?" Li Yiruo frowned her beautiful eyebrows tightly, and there was a trace of worry in her beautiful black gem-like eyes.
"Hey quack!" Mengmeng shouted happily, wagging her tail.
"Mengmeng, are you saying that Brother Hao is not in danger?" Li Yiruo held Xiao Heng in her arms. After spending time together, she could already distinguish the words from the little guy's tone.
"Hey Gaga!" Mengmeng shouted happily, rubbed her front fins, and took out a wooden board and an ink pen from a storage bracelet on the front fins, which read - "Don't worry, your lover. He’s playing a game!”
"Huh? So you can write Ao" Li Yiruo was surprised. This is the first time it has expressed its meaning in this way.
"Hey Gaga!" Xiao Heng put away the board and pen and pointed his front flipper at Ding Hao who was fighting in the air, meaning that this was what Ding Hao taught him.
Zhang Fan, Li Lan and others stood on the ice peak, faintly confronting the rickety old man, but they were also paying attention to Ding Hao's battle in their hearts. Time passed by, and many people became anxious in their hearts. It seemed that the situation was It seems that it is not good for Ding Hao. After so many punches, he can't hurt any one of the fifteen Martial Emperors. If it continues, he will always be exhausted and defeated.
In the blink of an eye, another half day passed
In the sky, the red sun has disappeared under the mountain peaks in the west, replaced by a crescent moon, like a hook, like a knife, and stained with blood.
The battle in the sky has lasted for almost a whole day.
As time went by, Ding Hao's movements gradually slowed down, and the frequency of punches also decreased a lot. Although the power of each punch was still extremely terrifying, it still had the same unparalleled momentum that swept the world. Got it
"Hahaha, he's dying..." the broom-browed young man shouted excitedly
The middle-aged scholar and others were also shocked.
This long battle had already made them a little desperate.
Ding Hao was as tireless as iron and persisted for more than a day.
If you continue to consume like this, I am afraid that if you don't wear Ding Hao to death, you and the fifteen others will almost be unable to hold on. Although Ding Hao's power has been broken down and spread to everyone evenly, it is still a terrifying power. The power of the earthquake is like a tide. Until now, some people have suffered serious hidden injuries, and their internal organs have been shaken to the point of being displaced.
Fang Xiaoan and others who were watching the battle from a distance finally took a long breath and showed uncontrollable joy on their faces.
The mountain that has been weighing heavily on my heart finally begins to loosen up, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as Ding Hao dies, the world of Xuezhou will still belong to Qingping College.
Unknowingly, the victor's smile appeared on their faces.
Surrounded by the ice peak, the hearts of Li Yiruo, Wang Xiaoqi and others could not help but rise at this moment.
Could it be that Senior Brother Ding Hao really couldn't hold on any longer
What should I do? Do you want to help
But Ding Hao said before that no one should interfere in this battle, so they didn't know what to do for a while, and with their strength, even if they wanted to intervene, such a battle was beyond their control.
Zhang Fan, the only one with the ability to intervene, still held the sword in his hand and said nothing.
He couldn't see clearly the direction of the battle, but he had absolute confidence in Ding Hao, because he only knew how Ding Hao had come through it. After experiencing those unparalleled opponents, it was impossible to defeat him in this situation. he
And Li Lan, who had recovered her female body, stood quietly in the void.
Her dress is swaying, her black hair is flying, and on her unparalleled face, the pair of eyes containing endless wisdom under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows are slightly squinted, like a pair of playful crescent moons, and the whole person is like a statue looking down at the world. Like a goddess, calm and calm
Li Lan is not in a hurry
I don't know when, a smile quietly appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she saw something
opposite
Fang Xiaoan, who was relieved, rolled his eyes, thought of something, suddenly laughed and said to the rickety old man: "Haha, Ding Hao can't hold it anymore, now is a good time to eradicate the remaining evil, please ask the seniors to take action, entangle him That kid with the knife, we will take care of the rest."
"Ahem, cough, that's fine. Otherwise, I won't have a meal until it gets dark, old man!" The rickety old man nodded, smiled at Zhang Fan, and from the sword in his hand, countless strands of sword energy suddenly burst out, heading towards Zhang Fan shoots away from the ice peak below
"Old man, you're looking for death!" Zhang Fan, burning with fighting spirit, yelled angrily and slashed out with one hand.
boom!
The energy in the air burst out, and all the sword energy was chopped into pieces.
The rickety old man seemed to have known that the outcome would be like this. His body swayed and disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhang Fan.
The sword in his hand turned into the wind and turned into a long sword of light. Strange light waves circulated like mist, and the sword thrust out with a whistling sound. It also made a little cold star, piercing the bone and causing chills, and pointed towards Zhang Fan's eyebrows.
Zhang Fanqing shouted, ignoring the sword light, but turned around and slashed horizontally
The light of the sword was like a roaring flood, and it slashed towards the waist of the rickety old man.
A lose-lose approach
"Ahem, cough, cough, what a ruthless boy, you have to fight hard. Although I am about to die, I still want to live for a day or two..." The rickety old man's expression changed, he coughed repeatedly, and he quickly retreated to avoid the knife.
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