I'm Ye Changfeng, a blood sect.

However, no matter how strong the light is, it will disappear, and no matter how good the patience is, it will disappear. At least, amid the continuous impact, the brilliant light on a guy's face has begun to slowly disappear-_()

Although Ye Changfeng is indeed a good opponent, the longer the battle will last, the longer the bloody killing will last.

The longer you kill, the casualties paid by one side of the Tiger Gang will be calculated by every minute and every second. There may be more than one falling in a second. After every minute, both sides may fall in a pool of blood in large numbers.

Why do you have to pay for unnecessary casualties? The Tiger Gang and the Blood Sect need to rely on these elite aces who are still straight in the blood of thousands of people.

Without them, no matter Wang Meng or Xiang Yufeng, they were just alone, and one person could kill the whole world. No, although he was arrogant, he was not so naive.

boom

After a loud bang, the dazzling and murderous light instantly dissipated, falling into the sky bit by bit in pieces

"As the saying goes, it's impolite to come but not to go. Since you respect me so much as to use my killer moves, then, how can I, Wang Meng, hide my weakness?..."

Wang Meng's voice without any human emotions exploded beside Ye Changfeng, which made his heart subconsciously tighten slightly.

As soon as the words were finished, the next scene shocked everyone on the outside, including the ones on their own.

Wang Meng's body swept forward suddenly, and he paused hard on the ground, and the cracks of the cement quickly spread around.

When he opened, his body had already risen up like lightning

The ethereal figure paused in the air, and the whole body rushed down in a flash. The "battle knife" in the body transformed into a cold light, covering all Ye Changfeng below.

The energy brought by the "battle sword" overflowed violently, blowing and waving, and the space seemed to be twisted at this moment.

Ye Changfeng keenly grasped Wang Meng's current martial arts level and also understood the mysterious realm that Wang Meng had always wanted to reach. It can be said that Ye Changfeng's words can allow Wang Meng to enter the mysterious level like a Buddha, but Ye Changfeng never wants to do this at this moment.

Wang Meng was able to point out Ye Changfeng's martial arts because Wang Meng was confident that Ye Changfeng's martial arts was no matter how diligent Ye Changfeng's martial arts was, he would never be able to compete with him in a short period of time. Out of appreciation for Ye Changfeng, Wang Meng even wished that Ye Changfeng would make greater progress and faster

But if Ye Changfeng pointed out Wang Meng's martial arts at this time, it would be like seeking death. Now the Earth King Meng is far from being able to match Ye Changfeng. If he breaks through again, Ye Changfeng will have no hope at all. Instead of letting Ye Changfeng guide Wang Meng, it would be better to let Ye Changfeng commit suicide directly and commit suicide in a flash. Ye Changfeng's eyes flashed slightly and still didn't say anything.

"Ye Changfeng, what other means can you do? Just use it." Wang Meng looked at him coldly and asked sharply.

The king rushed towards Ye Changfeng. The sweeping force gave people the feeling that the surrounding mountains and rivers were pressing over. The sky was still shining with bright sunshine. But in Ye Changfeng's feeling, it seemed that the world was blocked by Wang Meng at the same time. The original color of the king suddenly seemed to swell and countless times. The only message brought by every inch of the world is death.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and for a moment Ye Changfeng felt suffocating what a magical skill that seized the creation of heaven and earth.

Ye Changfeng looked solemn, his wrist trembled, and his internal strength was condensed; the sound of the powerful light in his hand burst into pieces of iron everywhere, like a storm, he greeted Wang Meng's body and shook his right shoulder, and a silver sword shot out from his chest. A silver light flashed, as if he had eyes, and pierced Wang Meng's eyes.

Wang Meng was not evasive at all. He hit the original form of his palms. Before the silver pieces were touched by his clothes, they flew out in all directions. The mighty Wang Meng's powerful internal force was about to contact Ye Changfeng's body. Once hit, Ye Changfeng had great skills and would be useless. However, Ye Changfeng raised his palms without knowing how to fly, and his body rushed towards Wang Meng. He did not evasively and refused to let him go. He met him hard and there was a trace of intrigue that was hanging on the corner of his mouth. Under such an offensive, Ye Changfeng's move was almost suicide.

Wang Meng had a strong palm, but saw that the silver sword seemed to have his own life, and suddenly broke through his internal force blockade. It increased by more than doubled in an instant, and drilled into his palm. He ignored his own strong internal force and Wang Meng was shocked in his heart. He suddenly realized the special feature of this silver sword. After retreating violently, the silver sword still chased after him. Its momentum was much faster than Wang Meng's ghostly radiant position.

In desperation, Wang Meng already knew that this hidden weapon seemed to be a vicious thing that was specialized in destroying the internal real energy. He no longer dared to use his flesh palm to gather his skills. He instantly condensed a very pure innate skill in his sleeve. He swung it out like an iron plate. Finally, at the last moment, he blew this deadly thing and missed the momentum. But even so, a silver sword still penetrated Wang Meng's sleeve, wiped his skin and shot it out, nailed to the ground, and the silver light still flashed.

In a blink of an eye, the He family worshiper had already walked around before the Gate of Hell, Wang Meng strongly felt a feeling of passing by the god of death. The battle just now made Wang Meng, the paramita and the world's number one master, also felt a sense of fear in his heart. In the past few years, he had never had such a clear feeling of death.

This little guy is too vicious

Wang Meng's heart was full of anger and could not stop it. Just as he was about to fly to attack again, Ye Changfeng roared and launched an attack in front of Wang Meng. He attacked the world-recognized No. 1 master in the world and the unparalleled He family.

Ye Changfeng shook his arms, grabbed his left hand from his waist, and reached into his arms with his right hand. The white shadows swayed in the sky, completely covering Wang Meng under his attack.

In Ye Changfeng's left hand was a short thorn that had been wrapped around his body. With a shock, he had already swung the white shadows all over the sky; in his right hand, there was a short silver with a flash of cold light. In the white shadows all over the sky, there were thousands of powerful breaths added, and the light was filled with colorful lights and hissing.

Two weapons are hard and soft, and they are both hard and soft, and they are distracted by two things, just like two Ye Changfeng attacking at the same time, and their power doubles out of thin air.

The body was waving horizontally, and Ye Changfeng seemed to have been a fantasy of the hanging clouds that covered the sky and the earth. The powerful and domineering attack was actually quite different from Wang Meng's momentum just now.

Wang Meng's face changed and he rushed forward. A pair of fleshy palms penetrated Ye Changfeng's attack on the sky. Each move was like a giant axe to cut a mountain. His subordinates did not leave any affection for the death. However, because he had just used the "Heaven and Die Destruction" killing move and avoided the "Puri Silver Sword" with all his strength, he consumed a lot of skills, so he owed the power of the previous attack and killed him for a while. Wang Meng was at a disadvantage in front of Ye Changfeng's peerless offensive.

Two bangs, Wang Meng's palms were connected with Ye Changfeng's short thorn. When the internal force rushed, he felt a numbness in his palm. He couldn't help but feel a sudden thorn in his heart. Ye Changfeng's short thorn was actually a secret, just like silk but not silk, like gold but not gold. Although it was as soft as ordinary fabric, it was extremely tough and was not affected at all. Wang Meng's powerful palm wind was actually dissolved by the soft short thorns silently. He even counterattacked with the trend and eliminated and beaten. It was actually a technique of using force to fight the force.

Ye Changfeng wields straight and as a spirited snake as a snake. At first, it was still making a sound, but later, the sound was already connected, and the whole sky was roaring sharply. It was astonishing as the ghost gate suddenly opened, thousands of evil spirits roared out at the same time. Under the urge of this strange move, the clearings in the forest, which was originally sunny and sparse shadows, turned into a yin energy in an instant. The ghost sounds chirping in the ground falling into the yellow spring, and the Nine Nether Hell

This is the first time Ye Changfeng's full strength has been used to sway his full strength in his life

Weird skill, strange body skill, strange weapons, mixed with endless vicious hidden weapons, mercury pouring into the ground, attacking Wang Meng wildly, like a wave of heaven and earth net, like a wave of turbulent waves, surging like a stack of wolves in the Yangtze River, surging, one wave high like a wave, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely, one wave fiercely

The scene is shocking. This is the first time that Wang Meng has shown his perverted side in front of the world.

At this moment, let alone waiting for someone to change color, even everyone who could "observe" on the field from a distance stood up, although it was far away, it was clear

Is this the power that ordinary mortals can create?

Ye Changfeng's eyes, who was trapped in the tornado vortex, narrowed deeply. There was no change of color during the strong resistance, and only the cold light burst out in his narrowed eyes.

He felt the breath of death, and it was very strong, so strong that the feeling of death he experienced countless times in the Qing Gang back then was still strong.

At this moment, he recalled the first battle he had in the Qing Gang. From the inadvertent expression of his eyes and words, he could feel...

Although Ye Changfeng was conceited, he also believed that he could not do the power that Wang Meng described. Therefore, he asked very carefully, but never gave up on scrutiny. Even though Wang Meng did not like to think about this past too much

The moment Wang Meng rose up from the ground, he knew,

The opponent used this trick, probably not many people in the world can resist it.

However, can Wang Meng's unique tornado killer move really be able to crack?

No, it can be cracked

In the darkness somewhere in the Blood Gate Hall, a slender figure slowly appeared and disappeared.

Under the moonlight, a handsome face was revealed, but there was a strong dark aura on his body, which was a breath that everyone could feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the guy in the sky who created the most incredible killing moves of humans, his eyes were a little complicated, but it was finally replaced by a ray of murderous intent on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!