At this moment, Feng Qingyang did not stop, his body shook like a ghost, or even more like a rainbow. Almost in the instant of the shake, he instantly came to the black light circle, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and blasted towards the black light circle!
With this punch, the power of billions of bodies exploded, creating a strong storm. He did not pause, but continued to punch in the storm.
With a few punches, phantoms of three worlds appeared. Everyone knew at a glance that he was using his magical powers. Not only that, with each punch, an evil wind was generated, which merged with the initial storm.
In just a brief moment, he broke through the black light fog transformed by the skeleton and his body reached the center of the black light fog.
The storm he blasted out and the blood-red locusts produced by the initial explosion of the blood-red finger followed him and drilled into the black halo with a whoosh.
For a moment, a sharp and piercing cry was heard, like an angry roar, from inside to outside, and the white bone fragments wrapped in the black halo were completely wiped out by Feng Qingyang.
Damn it, the skeleton on the ground shook, and the aura of the man in the bamboo hat changed, and a cold force emerged spontaneously. Without thinking, he stretched out his hand and tapped the skeleton three times.
These three times seemed to have triggered the rules. The angry roars from within the skeleton became more intense. Groups of mist came out from the inside, like an angry poisonous snake. It looked at Feng Qingyang in the void, and rolled up its body and spread away.
When the two collided, it was like the brave one wins when two meet in a narrow road. However, Feng Qingyang was within the reach of the man in the bamboo hat after all. Before he could exert his remaining strength, the black fog rushed up.
He felt his body shaking, as if he had been hit by a mountain. His face turned pale and he was immediately rushed out. Feng Qingyang did not hesitate and secretly said that something had changed.
After his body was blasted out, he retreated continuously until he was ten feet away, and as he retreated, the blood-colored locusts that had originally followed him in the attack and the storm brought by his fists all collapsed in the black mist and disappeared without a trace as he retreated.
But despite this, the power of the two explosions still offset all of each other's attacks. Moreover, under Feng Qingyang's thunderous attack, the black skeletons on the ground seemed to have been consumed to a certain extent.
It trembled suddenly, and the trembling made the man in the bamboo hat in front of it shake all over, as if some kind of power had emerged, or perhaps it had backfired, causing the bamboo hat on his head to burst open in an instant, revealing the face shrouded in black mist.
The bamboo hat was torn into pieces, and soon the pervasive black mist disappeared, revealing a weathered face with a scar running diagonally across it.
Everyone felt shocked at a glance. In this fight, it seemed that Feng Qingyang won, but in fact, if he had not acted so swiftly and decisively from the beginning, the result would have been different.
After all, those who dare to sit on the platform, in addition to having reached the Dao Transformation Realm, also possess magical powers and means that surpass ordinary people.
"In the five hundred years since I came here, you are the first person to blow my hat off and reveal my true face!"
The man in the bamboo hat grinned, and the movement of his face caused the hideous scar to move, making him look so terrifying. If anyone saw this smile, it would probably cause their mind to collapse at a glance.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched the scar on his face. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He stared at Feng Qingyang with deep eyes, revealing a strange look.
"I don't want to fight with you, I just want to smell what this thing on the ground is."
Feng Qingyang spoke, and he stepped back to the edge and gradually moved forward. This man was the first person he saw when he came to the City of Sin and made his heart beat faster.
If the opponent had not harbored murderous intentions towards him, the previous fight would not have stopped so easily.
His strength did not lie in the fact that Su Feng Qingyang had shattered his magical powers before, but in the fact that after that, he did not cause any substantial damage to the opponent, not even a groan. This alone was enough to make people frightened.
"I can't show you this thing casually. If you want to see it, I'll give you something in exchange, or 10,000 Spiritual Stones."
The expression of the man in the bamboo hat remained unchanged, but in the eyes of everyone, they felt a cold breath gradually spreading, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply, as if it had reached zero degrees.
Suddenly, some people shuddered! They looked at the man in the bamboo hat with fear, and they all wondered secretly, if only one person was so powerful, what about the other men in the bamboo hats
But then he thought again, Feng Qingyang, who was able to force others to reveal their true appearance, must have extraordinary cultivation and will, and he has the Suzaku Hall Master following him.
There is only one possibility for someone of such status to follow him, either he is from the sixth level, or he is Feng Qingyang, a new disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace!
Only he would come here, and only he would have such a great honor to have the Master of Suzaku Hall follow him.
"If I want to force myself to see it first, what do you think will happen?"
After a moment of silence, Feng Qingyang suddenly spoke. His words were like a thunderclap out of nowhere, making everyone's eardrums buzz.
They all secretly said that they were afraid that a fierce battle was about to break out. One was a newly promoted genius of the Nine Heavens Palace, and the other was a mysterious and powerful man who had been in charge of this place for five hundred years.
If the two of them fight seriously, it will be a tit-for-tat battle, and it will definitely be a very exciting life-and-death fight!
"If you insist on forcing me to do this, then both of us will suffer!"
The man in the bamboo hat did not comment on Feng Qingyang's threat. In his eyes, Feng Qingyang was indeed powerful, but if they really fought, he believed that he would not lose.
Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, but he was surprised in his heart. What he said was just a test, but he didn't expect the other party to be so tough.
If they really fought, both sides would suffer losses. Although he had many magical powers, his cultivation level was still there after all. Moreover, the aura exuded by the opponent made him feel vaguely fearful and he did not dare to act rashly.
If his magical powers were exhausted and the other party was about to die, then he would be in danger of life or death. After thinking quickly, he made a decision in his heart.
"If it were any other time, or if we were out of town, I might have competed with you for this sentence."
Feng Qingyang smiled and raised his head, his eyes slightly downcast as he looked at the black skeleton still lying on the ground. A myriad of thoughts ran through his mind, and the moment he raised his head again, a light flashed in his eyes.
Everyone who saw this bright light gasped. Although it was bright, it was like the eye of heaven, penetrating into the hearts of others.
"How about we make a bet?" Feng Qingyang asked, his eyes fixed on the man in the bamboo hat, as if he wanted to find a hint of color on his face.
"What bet?"