Chapter 1159

In desperation, Pan Huangjing had no choice but to temporarily exit the [Xuantian War Technique] state.

Under the colorful rays of light, the white lines on the surface of the skin gradually dissipated, and the whole person's momentum also weakened a lot. The overall attributes returned to normal, and the speed of pursuit was greatly reduced.

"No, the magic power still cannot be maintained." Panhuang Jing frowned, her eyes full of impatience: "The battle must be resolved as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Pan Huangjing no longer hesitated, and while waving his two swords, [Huangtian Style] came out mightily.

Just like the battle between Solo and Pan Tianfang that day, as soon as the Desolate Heaven Style came out, the world was suddenly desolate, and a desolate and lifeless atmosphere filled the entire battle stage.

Before this, Pan Huangjing would never have thought that he would be forced to give out three heaven-level inheritances, and by a guy with only level 92 strength.

As soon as Huang Tian Shi came out, the audience in the audience exclaimed, and their attention was focused on Feng Hao.

They wanted to see how Feng Hao would respond to Huang Tian's attack.

"Is this the power of desolation? Such a strange and domineering power."

Feeling the power of desolation surrounding him, Feng Hao sighed unconsciously. After experiencing it personally, he discovered that the power of the desolate style was far more terrifying than he imagined.

Not to mention the effect of suppressing vitality recovery, it actually weakens all attributes to varying degrees.

The most important thing is damage. Although it is the most explosive continuous damage, the continuous damage of Huangtian style is fixed damage, ignoring any defense and damage avoidance, and the damage rate is very fast, almost jumping to twice every second. Three injuries.

Therefore, under the cover of Huangtian Style, Feng Hao's energy and blood began to drain quickly.

"San'er, hurry up!" After waking up from his exclamation, Feng Hao immediately reminded Sanshuo for help.

There was no nonsense about the three-second fire. The pure power of the source was injected into Feng Hao's body. The next moment, the power of desolation that had penetrated into Feng Hao's body instantly disappeared, and a special layer of stance was formed outside Feng Hao's body, which destroyed the surrounding desolation. The power is blocked outside.

"Don't tell me, the inheritance of the Pan family is really good, it can actually make the third master feel a little bit tired." Sanshou said with surprise.

After getting rid of the influence of Huangtian Style, Feng Hao saw the right moment and counterattacked with a sneak attack.

Seeing that Feng Hao somehow resisted the influence of the Huangtian style, the entire arena was instantly silent, including Pan Huangjing himself and the big bosses of the Pan clan in the spectator seats.

"How... is this possible? How did he do it?"

"It's unbelievable. Someone can resist the influence of the Huangtian style. Could it be that Pan Honghao is a magician who understands Dao?"

"Impossible! Impossible! The Wild Sky Style cannot be defended."

In the spectator seats, Pan Huangji and the clan elders stared at the field in disbelief with their eyes wide open in astonishment.

But no matter how they probed, they couldn't figure out how Feng Hao got rid of the influence of the Desolation Power.

"Girl Jing, I'm afraid I'm going to lose." The skinny old man's eyes swayed, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "There are too many weird things about this kid, and his origin is definitely not simple."

"Have you noticed it too?" Pan Huangji said with a serious expression.

The skinny old man nodded and said: "Yes, although this son is only level 92, his genetic attributes are far superior to ordinary people in all aspects, especially his ability to get rid of the power of desolation, which is beyond what a magician below level [-] should have. category."

"Do you think he has other bloodlines?" Panhuangji raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"It's possible, but not necessarily." The skinny clan elder said thoughtfully: "In short, this kid is full of weirdness. It's better to be more careful in the future."

"Don't worry, Huang Ji knows what to do." Pan Huangji nodded thoughtfully, looking at Feng Hao with an even deeper look.In the spectator seats, it was not only Pan Huangji and the ancestral bosses who were shocked, but also Pan Tianfang, who was sitting next to him in the second seat.

From the beginning of the game, Pan Tianfang couldn't help but hold his breath and stared, because he was surprised to find that the guy named Pan Honghao on the stage was much more powerful than he imagined.

Especially after seeing Feng Hao's on-the-spot judgment and reaction, he took a deep breath.

No way, he has been training in the virtual arena during this period, so he pays more attention to the operational aspects.

If you look at it solely from the perspective of skills and operations, Feng Hao's performance can only be considered average, but the adaptability he inadvertently exposed is enough to deserve the title of top.

It is obviously unscientific for a magician with top consciousness and adaptability to have only ordinary skills.

With Pan Tianfang's eyesight, he could naturally guess something.

"Prince, are you afraid that Princess Jing will lose this time?" A subordinate next to you said meaningfully: "There is no need for you to deliberately give up the first place to her this time, right?"

But Pan Tianfang said with a solemn expression: "That's true, but I always feel that this Pan Honghao is a great threat."

"Uh, are you saying that this kid might threaten you?" the magician under his command said in astonishment.

"That's right." Pan Tianfang nodded heavily.

……

On the field side, both Pan Huangjing on the stage and the audience in the audience were already speechless in astonishment.

Seeing Feng Hao attack him, Pan Huangjing suddenly woke up. She had no time to think about it and could only grit her teeth and fight hard.

boom! boom! boom!
The scimitar and dagger collided with brilliant sparks, but because of the presence of [Yu Huayi], Feng Hao, who kept attacking fiercely, kept losing blood.

It seems that Pan Huangjing has the advantage, but if you look closely, you will find that Pan Huangjing is the real disadvantage.

Although Feng Hao's damage was perfectly offset by [Yu Huayi], the vitality damage attached to the Death Demon Pattern never failed. After the previous long battle, Pan Huangjing had already lost more than half of his vitality.

Although the vitality will begin to recover after the blood is full, but the recovery of vitality is a very slow thing.

Feng Hao's strategy is also very obvious, which is to keep drawing blood to keep Pan Huangjing's blood volume as low as possible, so as to regain a little less vitality.

After all, even if Yu Huayi had a bug, he would first deduct blood and then treat it.

Seeing that his vitality was getting lower and lower, Pan Huangjing realized Feng Hao's true purpose, and he began to panic unconsciously.

This was also the first time she realized that [Yu Huayi] was not invincible, and that damage to his vitality was his natural enemy.

"Senior Sister~ If you keep going like this, you will lose~!" Feng Hao pressed forward step by step, but he also did not forget to launch a psychological offensive.

Faced with Feng Hao's ridicule, Pan Huangjing was both angry and aggrieved. She could only try her best to defeat her opponent before her vitality was damaged. "Don't be happy too early. Your energy and blood condition is also very poor!"

"Really?" Feng Hao grinned and said, "But why do I feel that your magic power is not enough?"

Pan Huangjing was startled, and in a panic he took a look at his magic power, and his face instantly turned pale.

(End of this chapter)

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