The purple dragon fist light flame was cut by this silver light wire net, and finally dissolved.

Ding Hao's face remained unchanged, still standing in place, punch after punch seemed to be slowly and urgently.

In the sky, the sound of the dragon's groan was suddenly filled, and the vivid purple dragons roared and meandered, as if the dragon clan had descended, which could be called a miraculous illusion, which was shocking.

A purple celestial dragon with a body as thick as a giant vat, its body flashed with purple metallic texture, each scale was clear and distinct, the dragon's whiskers were fluttering, the body had five claws, and it was spitting purple flames, like a divine dragon king, wrapped around the spine of Ding Hao's body, roaring and roaring, and the concussive void trembled.

Ding Hao stimulated the energy of the [Purple Emperor Stone Jade] to the extreme.

In his body, the white runes on dozens of ribs flickered, and the purple runes on the big bones of his spine swam, and the whole person seemed to be as clear as jade, and his fists burst out, as if it was the wrath of the gods, and there were constantly purple dragon shadows coming out of his fists, roaring and devouring the fifteen martial emperor powerhouses.

"Hahaha, your strength is indeed strong, but it's a pity that you are in the formation, no matter how strong you are, it is useless. The middle-aged showman Li Xianglai laughed.

Fifteen Martial Emperor-level powerhouses urged the sword pills in their hands, and wisps of silver light sprinkled into the void like stars.

The void where Ding Hao was located was suddenly as black as ink, only the bodies of these fifteen people were flashing with the light of the stars, forming a strange and demonic constellation pattern, as if it really represented the stars of the universe, and the endless dragon fist light and flame blasted into the void, and before it reached the body of any of them, it would be shattered and isolated by this sword light star.

Ding Hao was as if he hadn't seen it, and he continued to punch out one punch after another.

"Hmph, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin!" Li Xianglai, a middle-aged Xiushi, sneered and shouted: "The Demon Array is on the defensive, give me consumption, see how long his strength can last!"

[Fifteen Heavens Star Demon Array] once it becomes a momentum, it can block the tide of heaven and earth aura outside the formation, making the heaven and earth energy within the formation limited, any martial artist, once trapped in it, if he can't break the formation at the first time, he will be in trouble, unable to draw energy from heaven and earth, the Xuan Qi energy stored in the body is limited after all, if it can't be replenished in time, use one point less, once the final strength is exhausted, the end is to be consumed alive.

Li Xianglai seemed proud on the surface, but in fact, in his heart, he was also shocked by Ding Hao's majestic power.

So he made up his mind not to take the initiative to attack, and to adopt a conservative and safest way to kill Ding Hao little by little.

If he is not a god or a saint, after all, he is still a mortal fetus in the flesh, and when he is always exhausted, see how long he can persevere.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, this battle has lasted for half a day.

In the void, there is still the sound of the dragon's chant endlessly, the purple light is permeated, and the divine power is mighty.

The purple divine dragons roared and roared, like living beings, constantly detached from Ding Hao's fists, but they were constantly cut and crushed by the silver sword light and stars in the void, this process was carried out again and again I don't know how many times, at least hundreds of thousands of purple divine dragon light flames were buried in the [Fifteen Heavenly Star Demon Array].

In other words, Ding Hao has at least blasted hundreds of thousands of punches.

Each punch maintains the attack power of the Four Martial Emperors.

At this time, many people gradually understood that the purple dragon was not prompted by Ding Hao with some unique Xuangong combat technique, but purely bombarded the void with the power of the flesh, stirring up the illusion, his body seemed to contain some kind of strange energy, which could be pure physical power, turned into a heavenly dragon illusion, with the false and real, giving people a kind of spiritual shock and charm.

And the five-clawed divine dragon king that has always been wrapped around Ding Hao's body like a guardian saint is also an illusion of strength.

Ding Hao's body seems to contain some kind of treasure, which can turn into a dragon and protect himself.

This discovery made Li Xianglai and the others even more coveted in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to kill Ding Hao immediately and snatch all the treasures on Ding Hao's body.

However, the more the people of the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] fought, the more frightened they became.

Because Ding Hao was trapped in the [Fifteen Heavens Star Demon Array], his body energy could not be replenished, and it stands to reason that he should have died of exhaustion a long time ago, but the strange thing is that he is still alive and well, and the strength of his fist is getting stronger and more terrifying.

"Hmph, if you continue to consume him, you won't believe it, he is an iron man who doesn't know how to be tired. Li Xianglai snorted coldly.

The battle resumes again.

......

"If this continues, will Brother Hao be in danger?" Li Yiruo frowned her beautiful eyebrows tightly, and a trace of worry appeared in her beautiful eyes that were as bright as black gems.

"Hey quack!" Meng Meng wagged her tail and screamed.

"Mengmeng, are you saying that Brother Hao is not in danger?" Li Yiruo held the little dolphin in her arms, and after being together for a long time, she could already distinguish its words from the tone of the little guy.

"Hey quack!" Meng Meng screamed, rubbed a pair of front fins, and took out a wooden board and an ink pen from a storage bracelet on the front fin, which read: "Don't worry, your lover is playing a game!"

"Huh, so you know how to write?" Li Yiruo was taken aback, this was the first time it had expressed its meaning in such a way.

"Hey quack!" the little dolphin put away the wooden board and pen, and pointed to Ding Hao who was fighting in the air with his front fin, meaning that Ding Hao had taught him.

Zhang Fan, Li Lan and the others stood on top of 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 minute by minute, and many people's hearts were anxious, it seemed that the situation was unfavorable to Ding Hao, so many punches were thrown, but they couldn't hurt any of the fifteen martial emperors, and if they continued, they would always be exhausted and defeated.

In the blink of an eye, another half a day passed.

In the sky, the red sun had disappeared under the western peaks, and in its place was a bend of the blood moon, like a hook and a knife, like blood.

The battle in the sky has been going on for almost a whole day.

With the passage of time, 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, but it had the momentum that swept the world like before.

"Hahaha, he's dying......" the young man with broom eyebrows shouted excitedly.

The middle-aged Xiushi and others were also shocked.

The long battle had already left them a little desperate.

Ding Hao was really as tireless as an iron beater, and he persevered for more than a day.

If you continue to consume like this, I am afraid that if you don't grind Ding Hao to death, you and other fifteen people will almost be unable to hold on, although Ding Hao's strength has been decomposed and evenly pulled to everyone's body, but it is still a very terrifying power, the power of the shock is like a tide, and up to now, some people have been injured a lot, and the internal organs are about to be displaced by the shock.

Fang Xiaoan and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, finally took a long breath, and their faces showed irrepressible joy.

The mountain that had been weighing heavily on my heart finally began to loosen, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as Ding Hao dies, the world in Selangor will still be Qingping Academy.

Unconsciously, their faces showed the sinister smile of a victor.

Surrounded on the ice peak, the hearts of Li Yiruo, Wang Xiaoqi and others couldn't help but lift up at this moment.

Could it be that Senior Brother Ding Hao is really about to hold on?

What to do, do you want to help?

But Ding Hao said before that no one should meddle in this battle, so they didn't know what to do for a while, and with their strength, even if they had the intention to intervene, such a battle was not something they could control.

Zhang Fan, the only one who has the ability to intervene, still holds the war knife in his hand and does not say a word.

He couldn't see the tendency to fight clearly, but he had absolute confidence in Ding Hao, because he only knew how Ding Hao came through in the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], and experienced those powerful opponents, and it was impossible to defeat him in the situation in front of him.

And Li Lan, who had recovered the woman's body, stood quietly in the void.

Her dress is swaying, her black hair is flying, and on her beautiful face, the eyes containing endless wisdom under the curved willow eyebrows are squinting slightly, like a pair of playful crescent moons, and the whole person is like a goddess looking down on the earth, calm and calm.

Li Lan was not in a hurry.

The corners of her mouth didn't know when, and a hint of a smile quietly appeared, as if she saw something.

Opposite side.

Fang Xiao'an, who was relieved, rolled his eyes, thought of something, and suddenly laughed and said to the rickety old man: "Haha, Ding Hao can't hold on, now is a good time to eradicate the remnants, and ask the seniors to take action, entangle the kid with the knife, and the rest of the people will be solved by us." ”

"Ahem, cough, it's okay, otherwise it's dark, and I haven't eaten yet, old man!" The rickety old man nodded, smiled at Zhang Fan, and the sword pill in his hand suddenly burst out with countless sword qi and shot towards Zhang Fan above the ice peak below.

"Old horseman, look for death!" Zhang Fan's fighting intent burned, he shouted angrily, and slashed out with one hand.

Rumble!

The air burst with energy, and all sword qi was smashed.

The rickety old man seemed to have known that the ending would be like this, his figure flickered, disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

The sword pill in his hand unfolded in the wind, turning into a fine light long sword, circulating strange light waves, like a cloud, stabbing out with a sword, and making a little cold star, piercing the bones, pointing at Zhang Fan's eyebrows.

Zhang Fanqing snorted, didn't pay attention to the sword, but turned around and slashed.

The sword light rumbled like a flood pouring down, slashing at the waist of the rickety old man.

A lose-lose style of play.

"Ahem, cough, what a ruthless boy, do you want to fight hard, old man, although I am a dying person, but I still want to live a day or two......" The rickety old man's face changed, coughed repeatedly, and he retreated sharply, avoiding this knife.

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