The best waste god

With a thought in Nangong Haotian's mind, four stars twinkled in the Shenyuan crystal, and the four-clawed golden dragon hovering on the Shenyuan crystal raised its head to the sky and howled angrily, and began to gallop along with the endless power of chaos.

The four-clawed golden dragon led in front, and the power of chaos followed behind. The two merged into one, turning into rivers and rivers flowing in the veins, and the rushing sound that others could hardly hear came out of the body.

At this moment, bursts of dazzling golden light burst out from Nangong Haotian's body, his palms turned into gold, as strong as gold and jade, and he looked like a golden god of war.

At this moment, Nangong Haotian feels that he has infinite energy, his body is peerless and powerful, and the fourth level of the body training stage of the waste transformation art, it seems that for so long, there are not many battles that really allow him to display his true strength, except Other than the Silver Fir Swordsman last time, no one has forced him to fight with all his might.

The second Junfeng should feel very honored, because Nangong Haotian exerted all his strength, waved his hand, and there was a burst of crackling sound. World War I.

Second Junfeng, who was startled in shock, frowned fiercely, and shouted: "Small tricks!"

"Come up and try it yourself and you'll know if I'm a little trick!" Nangong Haotian said indifferently. Once the battle started, he would regain his boundless calmness, and even his heart would be cold.

"Look at the trick!" The second Junfeng was uncomfortable under the pressure of Nangong Haotian, and in order to break the deadlock, he quickly attacked.

"Good time!" Nangong Haotian smiled lightly and started the battle for the pinnacle of the younger generation.

Nangong Haotian didn't touch the ground, his figure was erratic, he went up to meet him directly, and slammed at the second handsome peak without hesitation with his faintly golden palm.

The second Junfeng snorted coldly, and his black palms did not budge.

"Rumble rumble—"

Where the two palms met, the snowflakes falling from the sky instantly rushed up, and there was a shocking sound. Liu Qianwen and the others even felt that the entire mountain was shaken by the move of the two of them. Their eyes could not stop being shocked, and they hurriedly pulled Aunt Shan retreated tens of meters.

The second Junfeng's subordinates also looked excited, but they must have known the strength of the second Junfeng. Hu Shuhua, who was all holding the chrysanthemum, stepped back dozens of meters, and stood on a higher ground to watch.

Zhao Linger also followed Liu Qianwen and retreated, clapping her palms non-stop, her eyes twinkling with little stars, watching the battle between Nangong Haotian and Second Junfeng for a moment, afraid that she might miss the most powerful moment in the blink of an eye .

Nangong Haotian looked at the second Junfeng who was in a stalemate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Being able to receive my seven layers of true energy is considered strong!"

"Hmph, don't be invincible just because of you, and I only used seven levels of strength!" Second Junfeng didn't budge at all, their palms were glowing with golden light and black air, you won't let me, me Not let you.

"Then don't hide your clumsiness, let's use our full strength!" Nangong Haotian laughed loudly, the power of chaos was running rapidly, and golden blood energy surged out. Zhen Fei.

Second Junfeng's body was full of black energy, he looked like an abyssal demon, his eyes were slightly bloodthirsty, staring at Nangong Haotian for a moment.

Nangong Haotian laughed, the power of chaos poured into the palm of his hand, and the two separated at once. Nangong Haotian stepped into the void, his figure flashed, and his fingers snapped. In an instant, dozens of fist-sized gold clusters appeared in front of him. There was a dangerous smell.

"Go—" Nangong Haotian waved his hand abruptly, dozens of golden balls turned into strands of golden light, cut through the void, and appeared in front of Second Junfeng in an instant.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Second Junfeng's face, and with a wave of his hands, a large black net appeared, "Take it for me!"

Accompanied by the roar of Second Junfeng, the large black net hit dozens of golden lights, and the two met in an instant. The expected shocking explosion did not appear, and the two disappeared silently like snow meeting water.

Nangong Haotian was stunned. Last time he used this move in the competition arena to break the attack of Tiannan Xiushi. He did not expect that the second Junfeng could block it so easily when he used it today. It seems that the strength of the second Junfeng It was really extraordinary, comparable to the peerless powerhouses of the previous two generations.

Nangong Haotian felt that his blood was boiling, and he appeared in front of the second Junfeng in a flash. The second Junfeng seemed to have known it a long time ago, and swept towards Nangong Haotian with his palm full of boundless black energy. head.

Nangong Haotian remained unafraid, blocked with a golden palm, met with one leg and one hand, and burst out a strong muffled sound, the two separated instantly, and chased after him suddenly.

"Clap clap clap clap-"

"Puchi Puchi—"

The movements of the two were too fast, Liu Qianwen and the others opened their eyes wide and could barely see two figures, one gold and one black, fighting non-stop, and the bursts of sound made everyone feel terrified.

Aunt Shan's eyes widened, and now she really discovered that Nangong Haotian's strength was so terrifying that within a radius of tens of meters where the two of them fought, even snowflakes could not fall, either being melted or being crushed. Knocked up.

And the second Junfeng's strength is not weak, even faintly able to draw with Nangong Haotian, they have never seen such a dreamlike battle in their life, neither of them has any moves, they With every punch and palm, the strongest collision will erupt.

Their battles are open and closed, without talking about moves, the golden light is shining in the sky, and the black light is biting the ground. If there are streaks of golden light or black air shooting out, the surrounding ground has been destroyed unsightly.

Liu Qianwen and the others were forced to be helpless. Both sides wisely chose to retreat another [-] meters. Seeing the two fighting a hundred meters away, the two were in full swing.

Nangong Haotian stepped back three meters, stood on the ground, his black hair danced wildly, his white shirt moved without wind, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and he stared motionlessly at the panting Second Junfeng in front of him.

Second Junfeng retreated five meters and stood on a high rock. The black energy around him was much weaker, his chest heaved and fluctuated, as terrifying as a demon god alive.

"Come again!" Second Junfeng shouted.

Nangong Haotian was speechless, and the power of chaos boiled even more violently. It had been a long time since there was a hearty battle, and he couldn't wait.

"Bang bang bang-"

The two fought from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the air, ten meters in an instant, golden lights intertwined, black air churned, the battle of the younger generation of peerless powerhouses was so terrifying.

"Rumble rumble—"

Nangong Haotian sent out a sword energy, and the second Junfeng dodged sideways. The sword energy shot into a mountain peak behind the second Junfeng, and immediately let out an earth-shattering roar. The snow fell and the mountain peak was cut. With a crack of three meters in size, all the surrounding snowflakes melted.

The second Junfeng didn't give in at all, and reached out to touch Nangong Haotian's eyebrows at the moment of dodging the sword energy. Suddenly, a black light cut through the space, and appeared in front of Nangong Haotian in a breath.

Nangong Haotian grinned, like a demon god from hell, his golden palm turned into a golden awn, and slapped on the black sword aura. The black sword aura didn't stop at all, and was directly sent flying by Nangong Haotian's lightning strike , fell on a boulder.

"Zizzi-"

A puff of black smoke came out, and the boulder dissipated without a sound. Seeing that the attack was blocked, Er Junfeng showed a gloomy smile on his cold face. He stepped back ten meters and stood still.

Putting palms together, raising the top of the head, immediately, more black energy gathered, and the second Junfeng was about to use his big move, and everyone around him came up with this idea.

Nangong Haotian also knew that after fighting for so long, neither of them could tell the winner. The second Junfeng was unavoidably irritable, but Nangong Haotian also felt that the fight should not continue, so he raised his hand, and the power of chaos turned into infinity The celestial power converged towards the right palm, the celestial light pierced through the sky, and golden light shone everywhere, and a five-meter-sized palm appeared in the sky above Nangong Haotian.

Yes, this is exactly one of the combat skills that Nangong Haotian knows - the hand of heaven! ! !

It was a golden palm, the whole body was like jade, crystal clear, it looked full of beauty, every joint was clearly visible, and there was a burst of giant palm alive. His spiritual power was quickly absorbed, and the hand of God became more solid.

"Nangong Haotian, die for me!" Just as Nangong Haotian was preparing the hand of God, Second Junfeng was also ready to attack. It was a huge black sword about ten meters in size, and its whole body was extremely dark. , from time to time flashes of black light, it can be seen that its sharpness has reached the terrifying level of the real sword.

Accompanied by the second Junfeng's loud shout, his pale face became paler again due to the excessive use of internal force, and the clasped palms also slashed down slowly at this moment. At the same time, the giant black The sword was also cut down, the target - Nangong Haotian! ! !

Liu Qianwen and the others all opened their mouths in shock, what is going on, why would someone have such a terrifying move, even Nangong Haotian can do this kind of super dreamy martial arts?

When Zhao Linger saw the second Junfeng use that trick, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Nangong Haotian also use the hand of God that was more dazzling than the second Junfeng, there were a few more little stars in his eyes. Zhao Linger looks extremely beautiful with her kawaii face.

Hu Shuhua stared blankly at Nangong Haotian. He didn't expect that this famous young generation of superpowers is really powerful, and it's not for nothing. Thinking of his behavior before, he couldn't help but feel secretly afraid.

If he had met Nangong Haotian instead of Aunt Shan, then his chrysanthemum would not have been blown off now, even his lungs would have been blown out.