When Feng Wuhen appeared outside the Qiankun Arena, Alexander suddenly opened his eyes.
“You’re here!”
“Damn it, it’s you yellow hair again!”
Seeing Alexander, Feng Wuhen couldn’t get angry Come to think of it, if it weren't for this guy, I wouldn't have been taken out of the club by Taoist Guiyun.
If you want to fight, you have to call me. You have nothing to do!
"Feng Wuhen, today, I want to wash away the shame of my past, defeat you, and help me break through the realm and transform into a dragon!"
Alexander stood up from the ground, a wave of energy appeared on his body The terrifying aura, the peak of the Four Extremes, can be said to be half a step into a dragon.
Standing alone on the ring, he looked like a god and demon looking down upon the heavens.
“Funny!”
Feng Wuhen whispered and stepped onto the ring.
A strong wind appeared in front of Feng Wuhen, and Alexander stabbed him with a spear. It was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and the golden holy light rose into the sky.
Feng Wuhen’s hands showed divine patterns and he caught Alexander’s attack.
Boom!
Evenly matched.
At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Chen was a little surprised when he saw Feng Wuhen, who was equally matched with Alexander. This uncle is very strong!
To be honest, Alexander's attack has reached the strength of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. The fact that Feng Wuhen can take it so easily also represents his strength.
"Very good, Feng Wuhen, you are worthy of my full strength!"
A strong fighting spirit flashed in Alexander's eyes. At the same level, he could only see Feng Wuhen, he He has been practicing hard for many years just to avenge himself.
With a pair of big wings flying across the sky, Alexander looked like an archangel with wings on his back. His white wings flapped in mid-air, and strong winds shot toward Feng Wuhen.
"Hold the mountain and turn the sky upside down!"
The hazy shadow of the mountain range spreads out in mid-air like a picture scroll, and a wild aura emanates from it.
The manic wind blew on the shadow of the mountains, bursting out with bright divine light.
Two large seals flew across the sky, turning into streams of light and rushing toward Alexander.
The inheritance of human kings from the Wind Clan moved towards Alexander to suppress them.
The dragon gun rushed up, carrying bursts of holy light. Amidst the terrifying explosions, Alexander broke through the mountain, turned the sky and two seals, and appeared in front of Feng Wuhen.
The two fist-bumped and fought together.
The powerful monks from the East and West did not say anything, and quietly watched the two men fight. This battle was about the face of the East and the West.
However, gradually, some of the Eastern monks frowned.
Taoist Guiyun narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
Jiang Chen saw a flash of disappointment in the old man's eyes, and carefully observed the battle on the ring. Feng Wuhen and Alexander fought vigorously. They seemed evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.
However, if you look carefullyIf you go, you will find that Alexander behaves more calmly and calmly than Feng Wuhen.
Feng Wuhen is in danger!
Jiang Chen also saw that it would be dangerous to fight Feng Wuhen again, because his realm seemed not as high as Alexander's, and his moves were a bit superficial.
Ten years, Feng Wuhen has been decadent for ten years. During this period, it was enough for Alexander to widen the gap between him and him.
"Feng Wuhen, are you too weak, or have I become stronger!"
On the ring, Alexander sneered and almost shattered Feng Wuhen with one punch. shoulders.
Feng Wuhen said nothing. His speed was very fast, and each dao mark was imprinted in the void by him, as if he wanted to set up a large formation to stop Alexander.
However, he didn’t care much about who Alexander was, even if he was the Holy Son. How could such a genius not notice Feng Wuhen’s movements.
Alexander couldn't help laughing when he thought that more than ten years ago, this man had easily defeated him, and now he had reached the point where he could easily defeat him.
Boom!
In the end, Feng Wuhen was accidentally knocked to the edge of the ring by Alexander.
Although it contains the universe and looks very big, it still has boundaries.
The two of them were originally monks at the peak of the Four Extremes. When they were fighting, it seemed as if the entire Qiankun Arena could not withstand the aftermath of their battle.
Feng Wuhen failed with one move and completely lost the opportunity. He was quickly suppressed by Alexander and hit with constant roars and obstruction by the void.
The sky was gradually shrouded in dark clouds, just like the mood of the Chinese monks at this moment.
"Hey, ten years is enough for them to close the gap of one generation!"
Taoist Guiyun sighed, with some melancholy and disappointment in his eyes.
Feng Wuhen is the son of his old friend. It can be said that he is half his son. He was also worried about his decadence back then.
It’s a pity that emotional injuries are not so easy to solve. Ten years is enough to separate a generation from each other, especially for geniuses like Alexander and Feng Wuhen!
Seeing that Feng Wuhen was about to lose his support, Taoist Guiyun was ready to take action at any time. However, at this time, no one expected that Jiang Chen would move.
"Feng Wuhen, you loser, you were dumped by a woman, and now you are still being suppressed and beaten by your defeated subordinates. Do you think you are ashamed?
If I were you, I would He just committed suicide, what are you looking at, come and beat me up if you have the ability!"
The voice was blessed by Dao Wen, and spread all over the world, and celebrities from the East and the West paid attention to Jiang Chen.
It’s this kid again. It’s because of him that several dragon-transforming monks died in the West. At this time, what kind of monster does this kid want to do!
Jiang Chen is also anxious. If Feng Wuhen loses and the Western monks are so powerful, will the Chinese monks really be able to withstand the war if it starts?
So, Feng Wuhen, you have to be stronger!
On the Qiankun Arena, Feng Wuhen was upset by Jiang Chen’s voice. He lost his mind and was beaten by Alexander until he vomited blood and flew backwards.
“Silly?!”
Feng Wuhen couldn’t help but cursed, did this brat want to kill him?
He knows his own situation and has no regrets.
If Jiang Chen could really understand him with just one sentence, Feng Wuhen would not have been decadent for ten years.
Many people can’t see through the word love.
You can see clearly in others, but when it is your turn, you fall into it, or you don't want to wake up.
Feng Wuhen was suppressed and beaten, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of his eyes, like a fairy who had come down from the sky, otherwise she would be in the mortal world.
The two of them are handsome, talented and beautiful, the piano and the harp play to each other, and they meet a close friend in the mountains and rivers, that is his true love!
What a pity...
"Hahahaha, Feng Wuhen, you are too weak now. As expected, you are already useless, for a woman, what a pity!
p>I heard that the woman was as beautiful as a fairy. It’s a pity that I didn’t get to see her face. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a great joy in life to defeat you and have such a beautiful woman in my arms?”
For Alexander! The aura became stronger and stronger, and an invincible belief grew in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, he had only been defeated by Feng Wuhen. Today, he finally washed away this shame, and was even able to humiliate him.
From now on, Feng Wuhen is no longer worthy of being his opponent.
However, Feng Wuhen, who had been suppressed and beaten by him, suddenly turned gloomy when he heard Alexander's words.
It’s okay to hit me, but not to insult my woman!
Damn Huang Mao, you pissed me off!