Chapter 1386 Bitter Battle At this time, in the ring, there was another strange scene, only the afterimage was hanging there, cautiously guarded, and Feng Hao disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough, it's a spatial talent!"

On the high platform, the bigwigs' eyes flashed with a look of understanding, and then, they couldn't help but flash a throbbing.

This eight-perturbation body brought them too much surprise, not to mention his strange thunder power and pitch-black energy, this spatial power, it really can't be underestimated!

In that ancient period, the fierce beast Qinglong, with its ultimate spatial talent, rampant all over the world, no one could help it, thousands of miles in an instant, even the gods could not catch up with its speed.

......

"Woohoo......"

In the ring, there was a sudden movement, and in the space of about ten meters around the afterimage, in all directions, pieces of blade-like void were shattered, and, with great speed, it shot towards the afterimage.

"Carving insect skills!"

Although the afterimage was a little surprised, it quickly reacted, and the crimson long sword in his hand slashed, directly cutting off the pieces of blades, and when it hit, it exploded and turned into nothingness.

It's just that this rain of blades seems to be endless, and the space is constantly cracking, and then it turns into a killing weapon, with a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and attacks the afterimage in all directions.

"Huh?!Is there a play?"

Long Yueguan, who was sitting on the ground, jumped up directly when he saw this scene, and looked at the ring very excitedly, as if he wanted to find out the trace of Feng Hao, and shouted in his mouth, "Good boy, there are really a lot of hole cards, if this means is met by my old dragon, it will definitely be shot with a thousand holes......"

......

"Whew!"

With a slight sound of breaking the air, an extremely murderous aura spread out, and behind the afterimage, a pitch-black giant sword slashed directly at his back.

"Bell!"

The killing power made his cold hair explode, and his backhand was a sword, hitting the pitch-black giant sword, bursting out with a sonorous sound like metal, and the space cracked in it.

It's just that when he was about to pursue, the blade was like rain, so he had to deal with it, and it was difficult for him to move his feet.

Because, on these spatial blades, there are some silver-white arcs, and that pure aura of destruction is telling him that this blade can break through the divine armor defense on his body!

Next, everyone saw that in the long rain of swords, a pitch-black giant sword was also constantly attacking and killing from various tricky parts, slashing at the vital parts of the afterimage, which made him a little busy coping.

"Spatial talent?"

Soon, the afterimage thought of this, although he was surprised in his heart, but he did not move, on the contrary, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, his red eyes had some changes, and the originally dead sea of blood was boiling like a volcano.

"Shura Blood Prison!"

While he responded unhurriedly, he spit out an ancient spell like a burning sound in his mouth, and suddenly, a huge blood energy erupted from his body like magma, condensed around him, and built a crimson space five or six meters long and wide, full of anger, just like a sea of blood in a hell!

This is a powerful array technique, which is terrifying!

Once the blood domain is built, the surrounding space is directly cracked, and it is simply impossible to withstand the existence of the Fang Blood Prison, and those blades that keep attacking into this blood prison are just tearing a hole, and they are quickly annexed, and they are directly unable to get close to the body of the afterimage, and they are dissolved from a distance of one meter.

And Feng Hao, who was hiding in the streamer space, was naturally exposed in front of his eyes.

"Slash!"

He had a blood prison protector, holding a crimson long sword, and slashed directly towards Feng Hao, drawing an arc as red as blood, which was particularly conspicuous in this dark streamer space.

"Celestial Technique!"

Feng Hao stepped on the half-baked secret technique, and almost instantly, he appeared behind him, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand was very unceremoniously slashed directly into the bright red blood prison.

Although he was barely able to cast it, his speed had been greatly improved, at least five or six times more!

"Bell!"

The pitch-black and crimson swords collided together in the pitch-black streamer space, bursting out with a sonorous sound, sweeping with great force, and Feng Hao was forced to retreat.

"He actually controlled the power of space!"

After seeing this scene, many people in the distance exclaimed, those eyes were round, as if they had seen something incredible.

The body of the Eight Apertures has energy no less than divine energy, and now with the power of space, is this going against the sky and achieving the position of the fourth god master?!

In fact, the current Feng Hao is also quite depressed, he has to hide, fight against the afterimage, and he is definitely the one who suffers!

The afterimage controls the ability of three percent of the Shura, and the realm is higher than him, no matter how he fights, Feng Hao is at a disadvantage, at this time, he can only rely on the power of heavenly punishment and spatial talent to deal with him, find flaws, and get a chance to win.

"Bell!"

After being forced back again, the huge force fed back, and the palm of Feng Hao's hand was almost cracked, and his chest was stuffy, almost spurting out the blood that surged up his throat.

"I can't fight him anymore!"

With the secret art under his feet, Feng Hao retreated far away, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's too much of a loss to resist hard, if you delay it like this, he will definitely be the one who loses!

"Handprints that turn the sky upside down!"

Without any hesitation at all, Feng Hao changed his moves, dispersed the giant sword in his hand, and condensed a large black handprint with an electric arc.

"Rumble ......"

The huge palm was like an ancient chariot, shaking the space, and the sound of thunder erupted in the streamer space, with a great might, towards the afterimage in the blood prison.

"Slash!"

The afterimage was not afraid, a pair of red eyes, if the flames were burning, the aura soared into the sky, shattering the space in this area, raising the red long sword in his hand, it was towards the Great Seal.

"Whew!"

The piercing sound of breaking the air resounded, and even the pitch-black streamer space was slashed through a crimson arc, and the sky was full of evil qi, really like Shura Hell, the red long sword, like the scythe of death, slashed towards the pitch-black palm.

"Bang tom!"

The two sides collided together, the huge palm was split in half, and suddenly, a huge tide of energy raged like a tsunami, and the blood prison around the afterimage was almost shattered, and the blood energy overflowed.

He was able to cut the handprint, Feng Hao was not surprised, but his heart couldn't help but be a little heavy.

At this time, he tried his best, but he still couldn't help the afterimage, is this battle going to be lost?