Chapter 92 The Furious Heavenly Emperor

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "I will continue to hang on your face, but your life is not guaranteed."

"zha"

A strange voice came out of Tiandi Fanxing's mouth, and suddenly blew a gust of wind, rolling up the dust all over the sky, mixed with deadly wind blades, covering Zhao Haoran's figure.

Zhao Haoran stretched out his arms and instantly drew a fiery red aperture, and the raging wind aura was all blocked outside. The speed of the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing's soul art was extremely fast, but Zhao Haoran was already prepared and did not panic at all. He calmly observed the composition of the array and was broken at one point.

Heavenly Emperor Fanxing meditated for a moment and saw a person with a deeper cultivation than him, but he had never seen such a powerful soul cracking skill. In a few breaths, the wind that condensed a lot of soul power dissed away.

When Zhao Haoran and Zaxide took action, Tiandi Fanxing found this, but he didn't pay special attention to it. In his opinion, the soul art of Brahma was extremely slow and powerful. Although it was powerful, there was really no way to meet a person like Zhao Haoran who was good at cracking soul art.

He is confident that with his casting speed, Zhao Haoran certainly has no time to crack it. In the current situation, it is not wise to use soul art.

The scar on Tiandi Fanxing's face is like a strip of small bugs, which is extremely horrible, accompanied by a beast-like arrogant breath. If a person with little courage does not do it, he will have lost half of it.

However, Zhao Haoran is obviously not affected.

"Van God Fire"

The divine consciousness was enhanced, and it was easier to communicate with the divine fire outside the sky. Zhao Haoran quickly pinched the magic formula, and the hot Brahma god fire fell from the sky, with the breath of destroying everything, which made people feel cold.

"Humph, get out."

Tiandi Fanxing opened his mouth and shouted, and a visible ripple hit the Brahma god fire, which was still in mid-air. This roar, with the elegant and flexible wind soul power, made the divine fire tremble, and a small part of the energy disappeared.

"Fire Dragon Binding"

Zhao Haoran did not stop. In the face of such an enemy, killing the other party as soon as possible is the best choice. Emperor Fanxing's movements are flexible, and he can't get rid of such a large number of fire rings. His body is forcibly controlled, and the fire of Brahma did not hesitate to fall down.

Hongming's uneasy observer's every move on the ring, but he didn't expect that in a few years, the January soul that was allowed to be slaughtered by him had grown to such a point. He was not very clear about the origin of the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing. He was always a little unhappy to see the performance of the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing.

"Zhao Haoran is already a dead man. Just wait to watch the play." Tenglong's voice came to Hongming's ears, and he looked back at Tenglong and Qiqi Taoist, who were as stable as Mount Tai.

Hongming rushed to the ring in a few steps, and he wanted to witness how Zhao Haoran died.

The burning feeling brought by the fire of Brahma made the souls who practiced under January retreat continuously. It was not until dozens of feet away from the ring that they felt much more comfortable. Only then did they feel much of the pain of burning the body disappear. These people all looked frightened. They didn't expect that they could encounter danger when watching the competition, and they didn't dare to rely on anything. Close.

Heavenly Emperor Fanxing broke free several times, but there were too many rings bound by the fire dragon. It was extremely tough and there was no way to completely escape. He simply ignored it, closed his eyes and waited for the flame of Brahma, as if he were waiting for death.

Zhao Haoran is wary of Dasheng. This Heavenly Emperor Fanxing is not a good role to deal with. If it is so easy to die, no one will believe it.

Suddenly, the breath of Tiandi Fanxing disappeared out of thin air. Zhao Haoran was shocked. Brahma Tianhuo still attacked the reserved position, but there was no breath in the divine consciousness, and I don't know what method he used to avoid the search of divine consciousness.

From the summoning of the god fire to the time of hitting the ring for less than five breaths, the floor supported by spiritual power sneered as if it was melting, but the Emperor Fanxing had no trace.

There was a loud shout in his ear, and Zhao Haoran didn't care about his image and rolled on the ground and dodged his huge fist.

There were only sporadic pieces of cloth hanging on Tiandi Fanxing's body, and most of his clothes were burned out.

He did not completely avoid the fire of Brahma. Zhao Haoran immediately made a judgment. His breath was already disordered and seemed to be seriously injured.

Without a hit, the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing did not stop. **'s feet rumbled on the ring, and the blue veins picked up on his arms were very terrible, like ugly green dragons, hovering around, highlighting the powerful power of the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. He didn't know what kind of soul method he practiced. The power was really unimaginable. He was a little stronger than the people of the Bone School. He was simply a wild beast, even the breath.

"Peat me."

Zhao Haoran wanted to try its power, but he did not dodge. Emperor Fanxing was overjoyed. No matter how high your realm is, my fist is not so easy to take.

Zhao Haoran punched him with the same punch and aimed at Tiandi Fanxing's fist.

One is to take advantage of the situation, and the other is to deal with it in a hurry. Anyone who has the advantage can see clearly.

Heavenly Emperor Fanxing only felt like hitting a mountain, and his fist could not move forward, but he was knocked back by the force of rebound.

And Zhao Haoran is even more difficult. Tiandi Fanxing's punch is powerful, which simply exceeds the limit of the human body. I can't imagine how he practiced. Zhao Haoran's fist was so painful that he couldn't move his whole arm and hung beside his body.

Zhao Haoran smiled bitterly in his heart. If he had known that he should not have taken it, Emperor Fanxing was much better than he thought. To confront him was to ask for trouble.

After several breaths, under the flow of soul power, Zhao Haoran's arm slowly recovered his senses. Emperor Fanxing seemed to be a little hesitant and stood not far away to observe.

Zhao Haoran's face is motionless. It's best to scare him at this time. Now his arm has not completely recovered, and he can drag it for a while.

In this way, the two stood on the ring and began to look at each other. Neither of them dared to take action first. Both sides looked at each other's strength more thoroughly, but they knew whether the other party had a more powerful means, and it cooled down for a while.

Tenglong took a look at the sacrificial altar next to the ring, with a stick of incense inserted in it, which can burn for about half an hour. As soon as the time comes, the two sides will be sentenced to be tied. If he wants Zhao Haoran's life, Tenglong naturally cannot accept such a result.

His mouth moved slightly and sent the sound to the Emperor Fanxing on the stage. Hai Fengtao had noticed the abnormal movement of Tenglong, and his eyes were slightly oblique. Tenglong immediately stopped, sat down, and pretended to concentrate on the situation on the ring.

Di Shitian's mouth had a cold smile, but no one noticed it.

Tiandi Fanxing walked slowly in the direction of Zhao Haoran, as if he were taking a walk, without sending out any aura.

Zhao Haoran frowned. He didn't quite understand. At this time, the breath of Emperor Fanxing was really strange. It was not like soul power, and the way of aura flowed was completely different.

No matter what the soul method is, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth flows in from the meridians of the whole body, and then turns into soul power storage, but the aura next to the Heavenly Emperor Fanxing pours in from the spiritual cover of the head, and there is another place to the mouth. This method of movement is unheard of, and I am very curious.

When the distance was only about ten feet away, the aura of heaven and earth outside the Tiandifan star flowed more rapidly, forming a vacuum zone on the ring.

The momentum of Tiandi Fanxing is also rising step by step.

Zhao Haoran dispersed the domain. For such a long time, the scope of the domain has not increased. It is really difficult to cultivate such magical power.

With a crackling sound, the body of Tiandi Fanxing changed. His arms were extremely thick and full of yellow hair. His whole face was covered. He couldn't see his expression. Zhao Haoran felt more and more wrong. When did this Lishan School have such a powerful and strange soul method?

"death"

Tiandi Fanxing's voice became more coarse than usual, talking like a beast howling, with an extremely thick nasal sound, but it is still full of murderous atmosphere, otherwise Zhao Haoran would have mistakenly thought that he had been replaced by another person.

The arm is completely covered with yellow hair, becoming twice the thickness of ordinary hair, and it looks powerful.