Martial Inverse

Chapter 647 Fighting the Black Scorpion

Chapter 647 Fighting the Black Scorpion Under the induction of Feng Hao, the afterimage of the blood demon walked into the gate of the eighth floor...

"He actually..."

Feng Hao couldn't help taking a slight breath of cool air.

He didn't expect that the afterimage of the blood demon was the most hidden among all the people, and he actually had the strength to challenge the eighth floor, that is to say, his hole card was still higher than that of the Son of the God of the Sun!

"A weird and powerful guy!"

Feng Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, calmed down his floating mood, and slowly approached the dark gate, took a deep breath, and stepped in with a surging fighting spirit all over his body.

There was another burst of emptiness like flying through the clouds, a little bit, and it fell to the ground, the feet were hot, and a monstrous wave of heat rushed to the face.

What catches the eye is an endless khaki desert, the scorching sun hangs high, the sand grains are shining brightly, reflecting golden light, and the heat is rising, making Feng Hao's vision a little distorted.

Before Feng Hao had time to look at it clearly, a sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart, making his hair stand on end, and his nose also smelled a stench.

"Shua!"

Without any hesitation, Feng Hao took a step forward, and his figure appeared at a height of 100 meters away. Where he was standing just now, a 30-meter-long scorpion-shaped desolate beast emerged from the yellow sand. With extremely wide eyes, he stared at Feng Hao who was standing high in the sky, and there was a flash of doubt in his pupils, as if he was wondering why the prey suddenly disappeared.

Its whole body is covered with a thick carapace, black and shiny, like iron cast in copper, reflecting strong light, dazzling and painful, a pair of large pliers are more than ten meters long, above the pair of pliers, cold Mang shimmering, grabbing people's mind, Feng Hao doesn't seem to doubt that this pair of pliers can easily tear himself into two halves.

Eight long legs, each more than ten meters long, like eight steel knives, shining coldly, the most terrifying thing is the undercut on the tail that is more than 20 meters long, like a scythe in the hands of the god of death, black , black air reeking, even a glance would make one's heart tremble.

"Chila!"

Its eight long legs moved quickly and turned into an afterimage. The twenty-meter-long tail was as fast as lightning, with a piercing sound of piercing the air, whizzing and flung it directly towards Feng Hao's chest.

"Shua!"

Feng Hao took a step sideways, stepped on the void, and moved sideways for another hundred meters to avoid this fatal attack.

Looking at the ferocious black scorpion, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the palms of his hands were dripping with water, and there was a flash of happiness in his eyes.

Fortunately, I was able to step on the void, otherwise, just two strokes just now, there is absolutely no chance of surviving!

"Swish!..."

"Chila!"

The black scorpion failed in one blow, and burst up again, shaped like lightning, with afterimages raised from its long tail, and quickly flung towards Feng Hao, the move was fatal!

"Swish!..."

Feng Hao kept walking on the ground, avoiding the attack of the black scorpion time and time again, and began to distance himself.

Flying without traces, one step at a hundred meters, the black scorpion couldn't accurately capture Feng Hao's traces, so it could only move around and chase frantically. The scene was full of yellow sand, and the originally flat desert was a mess.

Feng Hao has adjusted from the panic at the beginning, and his eyes are calm. At this time, he has opened a distance of three to four hundred meters from the black scorpion, which is considered safe.

"God Killing Sword!"

With a thought, the emperor soldier in the Wuyuan vortex was summoned and appeared directly on Feng Hao's right hand. Xing was also taken aback, looking at the God Killing Sword, its eyes were filled with fear.

"Ah!..."

The Sword of Killing God trembled slightly, making clanging sounds, and the faint imperial charm swept away, as if announcing its existence to the world!

It is an imperial soldier, and it has long been psychic. It represents the ultimate, and it does not allow anyone or anything to ignore its own existence!

But now, Fenghao is unable to exert its true power...

"squeak!..."

Just as the black scorpion was about to retreat, it seemed to have thought of something, its body trembled without a trace, and it opened its mouth full of stench, a piercing sound swayed from its mouth, its eyes were fierce, and its eight legs turned into cripples. The shadow moved rapidly, its tens of meters long tail whizzed across the mat, and the sharp sound of piercing the air cut through the space, grabbing people's hearts and minds.

"Ah!"

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly, and when the black scorpion was about 100 meters away, his eyes flashed sharply, and he took a step forward, and in the next second, he appeared directly to the left of the black scorpion, with the God-killing sword in his hand. Hesitantly, he slashed at one of the black scorpion's legs.

"Chila!"

Just like cutting tofu, without any sense of hindrance, the long leg of the black scorpion was thrown directly into the air, and the pitch-black and foul-smelling blood sprayed out, shooting up to a height of more than ten meters.

"Shua!"

After a successful blow, Feng Hao was not greedy for merit. Holding the dragon's horn in one hand, he took several steps and appeared in the sky hundreds of meters away.

"Squeak!..."

Ear-piercing screams resounded unceasingly, one leg was chopped off, and the black scorpion seemed to be insane. The remaining seven long legs, a pair of pincers, and a long tail, like ten steel knives, slashed towards the surroundings crazily, slashing around. The desert cut out bottomless traces one after another, and it was a mess.

"call!..."

Looking at the frantically struggling black scorpion below, Feng Hao let out a slight breath, if he had been a little bit greedy just now, if he had been a little slower, he would have been beheaded on the spot by now.

"Chi Chi!"

The purple pupils lit up, and he could see the traces of the black scorpion's movement more clearly, looking for flaws, and waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Squeak!"

The black scorpion soon spotted Feng Hao in the sky, and suddenly, its eyes turned red, and it made a piercing sound. Its seven long legs seemed to be equipped with springs, and with a strong kick, it jumped high. Amidst a sharp whistling sound, he rushed towards Feng Hao with his teeth and claws open, his cold light flickered, and he vowed to chop him under the pincers.

Feng Hao didn't have the mentality of rushing for success, his purple pupils kept dodging, and he was always looking for the right time to do it.

This black scorpion has been cultivated to the third level of Wuzun's four realms, and is equipped with an invulnerable shell armor, which is also highly poisonous. Among the wild beasts at the peak of Wuzun, it is also a top existence!

If the holy son of Langxie had chosen the ninth floor back then, I'm afraid he would have to die!

"The Great Sage Zhantian wouldn't choose top-notch wild beasts, would he?"

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried for Yan Qing.

"Chila!"

When he was distracted, a cold light struck, cutting the robe on Feng Hao's chest, bringing out a little blood, so that he didn't dare to be distracted any more, and wholeheartedly dealt with the black scorpion in front of him. [Serialization, please pay attention... This book is provided by (wap..) original version, please support the original version]

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