Shenhao System: Nine trillion fell from the sky

Eric! His name is like a fire burning in people's hearts. In his eyes, besides anger, there was an unyielding strength, like a tiger struggling painfully. He couldn't accept such a failure. His dream and his fight were not over yet.

Eric stood on the ruins, his figure swaying in the wind. He looked around, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. He clenched his fists tightly, and each knuckle felt like a crushed stone. The pain spread throughout his body, but it could not hide the anger in his heart.

His face was full of unwillingness and anger, and his eyes flashed with a crazy light. He seemed to have fallen into some kind of unextricable fanaticism, and his eyes were full of desire for power and contempt for mankind.

He couldn't just admit defeat.

He still has unfinished dreams and unfinished battles.

Every beat of his heart was calling him to keep fighting.

His figure left a trail of afterimages in the void, making it impossible to see his true location.

The speed of his attack seemed to have exceeded the limits of human beings, making people feel frightened and uneasy.

He was like a tiger, jumping in the void, and every jump was accompanied by an afterimage. His figure left a trail of afterimages in the void, making it impossible to see his true location. The speed of his attack seemed to have exceeded the limits of human beings, making people feel frightened and uneasy.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and each knuckle felt like a crushed stone. The pain spread throughout his body, but it could not hide the anger in his heart. His face was full of unwillingness and anger, and his eyes flashed with a crazy light. He seemed to have fallen into some kind of unextricable fanaticism, and his eyes were full of desire for power and contempt for mankind.

Feng Yihao's eyes revealed a gleam of surprise, and he also felt uneasy in his heart. He understood that he had met a very powerful opponent. He must go all out to defeat the opponent, otherwise he will lose the victory in this battle. His figure suddenly became like a gust of wind, and his figure left afterimages in the void, making it impossible for people to see his true position. The speed of his attacks is frightening and unsettling. Each of his attacks is full of power and speed, which is amazing.

It's a crazy fight. Their figures intertwined in the air, like two lightning bolts colliding in the air. Each fight brought them closer to death, but they met each other's attacks without flinching. Their hands held the hilt of the sword tightly, as if they wanted to crush it. Their eyes were full of determination and determination, as if they were saying: "I can never lose!"

Eric suddenly rushed forward, his sword cutting through the air and making a sharp whistle. Feng Yihao dodged sideways and punched Eric in the chest. Eric turned his body slightly in the air, swung his right leg out and kicked Feng Yihao in the waist. Feng Yihao smiled slightly in the air and leaned back to avoid Eric's leg attack.

Their movements became faster and more intense. Every attack carried the determination to kill. Every fight made their blood boil. Their figures intertwined in the air as if they were dancing a dance of death. Their hands were tightly held. They held the hilt of the sword as if they were going to crush it into pieces, their eyes full of determination and firmness, as if they were saying: "I can never lose!"

It's a crazy fight, it's a dance of death, it's a carnival of life. Their figures intertwined in the air, as if they were dancing a dance of death. Every fight brought them closer to death, but they faced each other's attacks without flinching, showing their tenacious perseverance and unyielding will. Spirit.

This duel is a test for them, a test of their strength and a test of their will. In this duel, they can not only feel each other's strength but also the fragility and preciousness of life.

The battle between the two began again. This time the fight between them was more intense and cruel. The flashing lights and shadows of swords in the void are dizzying. Their figures intertwined in the air like two lightning bolts colliding in the air. Every fight brought them closer to death, but they faced each other's attacks without flinching, showing their tenacious perseverance and unyielding spirit.

The surrounding scene seemed to become more tense and exciting at this moment. In the wind and snow, it seems that there are more unknown creatures lurking among them, waiting for their prey to fall into the trap. These creatures seem to be from another world, making people feel extremely frightened and mysterious. In the wind and snow, there seemed to be more eyes watching them secretly, as sharp as cold knives.

Feng Yihao and Eric stood in the wind and snow, their figures looking particularly lonely and determined in the wind and snow. There was a hint of coldness and determination on their faces, as if they were ready to face any challenge.

Feng Yihao's eyes revealed a kind of determination and confidence. He looked directly at Eric, as if he had seen through his heart. His hand was holding the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he was ready to swing the sword at any time.

Eric's eyes revealed a kind of cunning and insidiousness. His eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about his next move. He held a black dagger in his hand, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

The air around him seemed to have frozen, and only the sound of wind and snow could be heard in his ears. The two people's eyes met together, as if there was an invisible force pulling each other.

The two of them stood like mountain peaks in the snowstorm. The wind and snow became more and more violent, but the two remained steady as a rock. Their demeanor and movements are in sharp contrast with the surrounding scenes, as if they are the masters of this world, and other creatures are just slaves under their feet.

Feng Yihao's eyes were like stars in the night sky, shining with a cold and firm light. His face was resolute and profound, as if he had experienced countless life and death tests. His eyes not only showed determination, but also deep wisdom and vicissitudes of life. His figure was swaying in the wind and snow, but his eyes were like sharp blades in the cold winter, staring at Eric coldly.

It's too late, but it's soon. Eric's figure moved instantly, and his movements were as fast as lightning, piercing the silence of the void. The light of the sword flashed in his hand, like a meteor in the night sky, bright and dangerous. All this happened in the blink of an eye, so short that it cannot be described in words. Eric was ready to go, and the muscles all over his body were as tense as springs, ready to unleash the most fatal blow.

His knife cut through the void like lightning, instantly condensing into an invisible airflow and rushing towards Feng Yihao with endless killing intent. The sword energy seemed to split the entire space, and the invisible sharp air flow left a faint trace in the air, as if it was proof that the space had been cut open.

A sneer escaped from the corner of Eric's mouth, which was his confidence in his own speed and his expectation for the upcoming victory. In his mind, he already has a sure chance of victory. Even if Feng Yihao can dodge this knife, he still has a set of combos waiting for the opponent. He believed that in a fraction of a second, he could make one hundred and eight cuts, each one a fatal attack, as continuous as clouds and flowing water. This is the scary thing about him, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened. Feng Yihao suddenly made a move and grabbed Eric's wrist tightly. It was a big hand like an iron pincer, making Eric unable to break free. As if being pulled by a huge force, Eric's body lost his balance, and then Feng Yihao was thrown over his shoulder at an even more alarming speed.

Eric's world suddenly turned upside down, and his vision spun around in an instant, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. Everything around him became blurry, only the powerful force and Feng Yihao's cold eyes were clearly imprinted on his retinas.

Before he had time to react, his body had been violently thrown out. At that moment, he felt as if his soul had been ripped out of his body and was floating helplessly in the air. His body drew a parabola in the air, and then hit the ground hard. The dust on the ground was raised, forming a sea of ​​dust, submerging Eric in it.

Eric struggled to stand up, but was immediately kicked out by a powerful force. His body was like an out-of-control missile, rolling in the air and drawing a long arc. He felt that his insides were churning, as if they were about to burst out of his throat. At that moment, he seemed to hear his own heartbeat, fast and powerful, as if it was counting down his life.

The moment he fell out, Feng Yihao kicked him in the air again. The power of that kick was so powerful that it seemed like it could break the sky. Eric only felt a huge impact, making his body fly into the air again. He seemed to see a bright starry sky, dotted with stars, as if to bid farewell to his life. Then, his body hit a mountain peak hard, making a deafening noise.

Eric's world was completely plunged into darkness. He felt as if his body was embedded in the mountain wall, unable to move. He struggled to open his eyes, only to see a blurry scene. His ears were buzzing as if a thousand bees were flying around them. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but found that he had lost his voice.

The next moment, Eric only felt an irresistible force coming towards him. His body was kicked away by Feng Yihao like a cannonball, and he hit a mountain wall hard. With a muffled sound of "boom", Eric's body was embedded into the mountain wall. He felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart, and the severe pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe. Dust and gravel fell down one after another, burying his figure in them.

After a long time, Eric raised his head with difficulty and saw that he had forcefully knocked out a fifty-meter-deep pit in the extremely hard granite wall! This sight made him take a breath, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. He looked down at his body embedded in the mountain wall and tried to break free, but found that he had lost his mobility and could only lie there quietly, waiting for rescue or fate.

Eric was kicked stupid. His eyes were filled with fear and confusion. He couldn't understand how he could be defeated so easily by this seemingly ordinary man. His self-esteem was hit like never before. He couldn't figure out how he got into this situation, and he even began to doubt his own strength and judgment.

Eric's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. Eric's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He looked at Feng Yihao as if he had seen something incredible.

"How...how is this possible?" Eric's voice was trembling, as if he was talking to himself.

He looked down at his body as if he couldn't believe what he was going through. Perfect body technique? Top close combat skills? The words echoed in his mind, making him feel dizzy.

"This power? This speed? This reaction? Why is it so strong?" Eric's voice became louder and louder, as if he was questioning Feng Yihao. However, Feng Yihao did not answer him. He just looked at Eric coldly, as if laughing at his ignorance.

Suddenly, Eric felt a tightness in his chest. He covered his mouth, but still couldn't control himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood. This time I really vomited blood! He found himself being played. Feng Yihao had not shown his close combat ability in any of his previous battles. This is absolutely a disguise!

The lights in the live broadcast room are dim, adding a mysterious and tense atmosphere to the space. A group of netizens sat around the computer, everyone's eyes focused on the screen. At this time, a battle was playing on the screen. It was a duel they had been looking forward to for a long time. The battle scene in the picture seems to foreshadow the fierce showdown that is about to take place. The atmosphere is dignified, full of tension and expectation. However, when the battle ended in just a few seconds, netizens' eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what was happening. The expected close and passionate battle ended abruptly in just a few seconds. At that moment, their heartbeats seemed to be tightly held, and a suffocating silence enveloped the entire live broadcast room.

"What? Is this the end?" One netizen couldn't help shouting, his voice full of disappointment and dissatisfaction. His face was full of shock and confusion, as if he had been slapped hard by reality. He held the mouse tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

"How the hell did I think it would be an earth-shattering battle of destruction, but this is the result?" another netizen said angrily, his voice full of anger and humiliation. He was originally looking forward to a fierce battle between Eric and Brother Hao, but now he felt extremely disappointed and angry. He slammed his fist on the table, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction in this way.

Netizens began to vent their dissatisfaction and anger. Some people left the live broadcast room, while others vented their emotions in the chat area. They originally thought this was a battle worth looking forward to, but now they feel extremely disappointed and angry. Their messages were full of sarcasm and sarcasm, as if they wanted to express their dissatisfaction with the battle.

The picture on the screen was frozen at the moment when Eric was killed by Feng Yihao with one blow. His body rolled in the air and drew a long arc. At that moment, he seemed to hear his own heartbeat, fast and powerful, as if it was counting down his life. However, the countdown ended before he had time to react. His body fell heavily on the snow, snow dust flying everywhere. At that moment, he felt as if his heartbeat had stopped, and an indescribable sense of loss and frustration surged into his heart.

Netizens expressed their dissatisfaction and anger. Some began to question Eric's strength and judgment, while some were disappointed with Feng Yihao's performance. They originally expected a close battle, but the result was a crushing victory. Their messages were filled with disappointment and anger, as if they were pouring out onto the screen.

However, even in this case, there were still people in the live broadcast room insisting on watching the game. They may be out of love and support for Eric, or maybe out of curiosity and expectation for this battle. They hoped to witness Eric's rise and victory in the live broadcast room, but the reality made them feel extremely disappointed and angry. Their eyes were fixed on the screen, as if they didn't want to miss any possible changes.

The end of this battle did not bring any excitement or excitement, but instead made netizens feel extremely lost and helpless. They originally expected a passionate and fierce battle, but the result was a boring crushing. This kind of disappointment and anger spread in the live broadcast room, making the originally lively atmosphere dull and depressing. Their hearts became heavy and depressed, as if they were defeated by this sudden defeat.

However, just when everyone thought that the battle was over and that Brother Hao would win easily, things took an unexpected turn. Eric, after being instantly killed by Brother Hao, did not fall down as people expected. On the contrary, his eyes widened, anger and humiliation intertwined, as if he wanted to find out from Brother Hao's eyes the reason why he was easily defeated.

Eric suddenly roared: "You bitch, dare to act like me?" His voice echoed in the live broadcast room like thunder, and his anger and humiliation turned into endless power, as if he wanted to swallow the entire space under his breath. middle. His hands clenched into fists, tightly, seeming to express the pain and humiliation in his heart. It was an unacceptable failure and a deep sense of frustration.

Brother Hao looked at Eric with no expression on his face, like a cold killer looking at his prey that had fallen into a trap. He knew that Eric was extremely angry, but he did not show any fear. On the contrary, there was a hint of joking in his eyes, as if to say: "If you have any other tricks, just use them." It was a kind of self-confidence, an absolute trust in his own strength.

Eric was irritated by Brother Hao's eyes, and his aura suddenly became more powerful, as if he wanted to cover the entire live broadcast room in his aura. His eyes became red, like burning flames, that was his anger and his unyielding. He stared at Brother Hao closely, as if he wanted to defeat him with his eyes.

Brother Hao stood there quietly, like a high mountain that could not be shaken no matter the wind or rain. His eyes were deep and cold, as if to say: "Your anger is meaningless to me." His figure looked taller and taller in the dim light, like an undefeated god of war.

It was an unexpected turn, and a battle thought to be over was reignited. The confrontation between Eric and Brother Hao seems to have become a silent contest, a confrontation between eyes and breath. The netizens in the live broadcast room opened their eyes wide, as if they saw a wonderful showdown about to take place.

Eric roared again: "Die!" His voice was deafening, as if it was going to shake the entire live broadcast room. His eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, as if he wanted to destroy all enemies.

A more powerful aura suddenly emitted from his body, as if he wanted to envelope the entire live broadcast room in his aura. As soon as he thought about it, the metal vest on his body suddenly began to move around on its own. In just a moment, his body was completely covered. The all-black nano-armor covered him tightly from head to toe, blending perfectly with his whole body!

His body seemed to have become an indestructible fortress, full of strength and majesty. He stood there like a mountain, making people feel extremely shocked and awe-inspiring.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the whole world seemed to be shaking. That powerful force swept over and frightened people. The ground was shaking violently, as if it was swallowing everything up.

People were screaming and running around like a bunch of headless flies. However, there was one person standing there, motionless. That was Eric, wearing a black armor, as if he was a devil coming out of hell.

Eric slowly raised his head, revealing an indifferent face. His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he wanted to swallow the whole world into his anger. A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking the people who were running away in fear.

He slowly raised his hand, and a powerful aura came out of his palm. The breath seemed to burst the air, making people feel suffocated. He took a step forward slowly, and each step seemed to break the ground.

The air around him seemed to be burning with his breath, making people feel bursts of heat and pain. Step by step, he approached the people who were fleeing in fear, as if he wanted to destroy them all in his own rage.

His figure was looming in the smoke, like a sculpture. He stood there like a mountain, making people feel extremely shocked and awe-inspiring. His existence makes people feel extremely fearful and desperate, as if he has become a nightmare in this world.

Behind him, there was ruins. The majestic and spectacular mountain had been reduced to ruins under his impact. Smoke and dust filled the air, making it impossible for people to see him clearly. However, that powerful aura made people feel palpitated, as if an invisible pressure shrouded their hearts.

"Get up!" Eric waved his hand suddenly, and a snow mountain rose up under his control. The snow mountain is hundreds of meters high, majestic and majestic, as if it is a sacred mountain. It stands between heaven and earth, making people feel extremely shocked.

However, in front of Eric, the snow mountain became so small. He slowly raised his hand, and a more powerful aura came out of his palm. The snow mountain rose slowly under his control, and then slammed towards Feng Yihao.

Feng Yihao sneered, instead of retreating, he advanced towards the snow mountain. His speed was extremely fast, as if a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. The powerful aura exuding from his hands collided with Eric's power in the air.

"Boom!" Another loud noise came, and the snow mountain was shattered by the strength of the two people. Snowflakes flying all over the sky seemed like an avalanche. The figures of Feng Yihao and Eric are looming in it, as if the two gods of war are wreaking havoc in the battle.

The big knife in Eric's hand seemed to be given life. It jumped with his fingers, like a ferocious cheetah, ready to tear everything apart at any time. He exuded an irresistible aura, like a volcano ready to explode.

He rushed towards Feng Yihao like a gust of wind, each step carrying a fierce momentum, as if he was going to crush the ground. Every time he swung the knife, it was filled with astonishing power, as if he was going to burst the air. His figure streaked through the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages that was dazzling.

Facing Eric's attack, Feng Yihao remained calm, as if he were a thousand-year-old iceberg, unmoved. His eyes revealed firm determination, as if no matter how violent the opponent was, he was confident of maintaining his own rhythm.

The long sword in his hand was like a long silver dragon, integrated with his body, and rushed towards Eric as his fingers jumped. The long sword seemed to split the air, leaving a long sword mark.

As soon as the two of them fought, the earth shook. Their figures passed each other in the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Every time they fight, it is a life and death battle, as if they want to hold the opponent's life in their own hands. Their speed is extremely fast, as fast as lightning, so that satellites cannot capture their figures.

In the satellite picture, only two streams of light can be seen colliding crazily. Every encounter is a thrilling battle, as if it is going to turn the whole world upside down. Their figures streaked through the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Their speed is extremely fast, as fast as lightning, so that satellites cannot capture their figures.

In this battle, both Eric and Feng Yihao showed amazing strength and skills. Their every movement, every look, every breath is full of power and majesty. Their figures streaked through the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Their speed is extremely fast, as fast as lightning, so that satellites cannot capture their figures.

This battle has gone beyond human limits, beyond life, death and fear. Only endless rage and endless killing intent are raging, spreading, and burning in this battle. Whether it is Eric's violent attack or Feng Yihao's calm response, they are full of shocking power that makes people breathless, as if they are being sucked into a crazy whirlpool.

The battle between Eric and Feng Yihao had lasted for several hours. The sunlight in the sky had long been blocked by thick dark clouds, and a gray color enveloped the entire battlefield. The surrounding buildings, mountains, rivers and rivers have been destroyed beyond recognition, and the air is filled with smoke, dust and the smell of blood, as if it is going to swallow up the entire world.

Eric and Feng Yihao went back and forth, fighting inextricably. Their figures passed each other in the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Every time they fight, it is a life and death battle, as if they want to hold the opponent's life in their own hands.

Eric's broadsword was like a ferocious cheetah, slashing violently towards Feng Yihao as his fingers jumped. Every time he swung his sword, it seemed like he was going to blow up the air, making people marvel at his strength. His eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, as if he wanted to completely eliminate Feng Yihao.

Feng Yihao, on the other hand, raised his sword horizontally with a calm expression, like a thousand-year-old iceberg. No matter how violent the opponent was, he always maintained his own rhythm. His eyes showed firm determination, as if he was confident to deal with any attack he faced.

Their clothes were in tatters and their bodies were covered with scars. Blood flowed from the wounds and dyed their clothes red, as if to illustrate the brutality of this life-and-death battle. (End of chapter)