Li Yueying arrives, and the army is strong (16)

Under the killing, Wang Meng had already arrived at Ye Changfeng. He saw Ye Changfeng concentrating his strength and slashing at Ye Changfeng for so long. Ye Changfeng also found that Ye Changfeng was not that powerful. Although there was a strong natural force between the attack power, his own power was not so strong, so the attack was unscrupulous at this moment.

"Get away" Seeing Ye Changfeng's appearance, Wang Meng was angry and fighting spirit surged. The tiger pattern slash in his hand instantly cut through the obstacles of the airflow and killed Ye Changfeng.

Ye Changfeng immediately noticed the power of the tiger pattern slash. When the sword energy trembled in his hand, the sword energy had already come forward. However, Ye Changfeng's sword energy was obviously much worse than Wang Meng's tiger pattern slash. After the tiger pattern slash was slightly blocked, he directly cut off the sword energy and took Ye Changfeng's vital parts of his body.

Ye Changfeng was shocked and retreated rapidly. At the same time, the protective energy increased instantly. He waved the sword in his hand again and slashed out many sword energy. Wang Meng's two tiger patterns slashed Ye Changfeng's retreat hundreds of meters in succession, and swung more than twenty sword energy to completely resolve it.

Ye Changfeng did not talk nonsense and punched him with all his strength, directly hitting Wang Meng's belly

Wang Meng took a step forward and hit the rushing fist.

"Bang" The powerful force released by the fist once again knocked the two of them backwards

Wang Meng felt a huge pain coming from his fist, as if the finger bones of his right hand were shattered, and a sensation in his body was shaken. A stream of blood surged into his throat and was forced down by him. In the end, a trace of blood was secreted from the corner of his mouth. Jiancan on the opposite side seemed to be worse than him. The bloodstains flowing from the corner of his mouth knew that he was suffering more severely than himself.

"Okay, it's really strong enough, I like to come back." Ye Changfeng's mouth raised a gloomy smile and screamed and punched again quickly. The fist moves were still straight forward, as if he was clearly going to knock Wang Meng down.

"Come on, are I still afraid that you will not succeed?" Wang Meng suddenly felt a sense of pride in his chest, and he met him without retreating or avoiding.

"Bang again"

The sound of fists and shouts instantly filled the only few seats in the hall hall. The two of them stepped back and shattered. Several bold blood disciples hid outside the door and saw the fire scene in the hall through the crack of the door. They all stayed there on the spot. They knew Wang Mengqiang, but they didn't expect that the almost invincible brother Jian Can, who was almost invincible, seemed to be his opponent. At this time, he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

After hitting more than ten punches, the true energy in Wang Meng and Ye Changfeng's body was almost exhausted. What flowed out of the corners of his mouth was no longer blood, but Xuehe. They bent over and gasped heavily. Although they were so tired that they were almost exhausted, their eyes were still shining with divine light. They stared at each other and wanted to eat each other before they could give up.

"You are really strong, I have fun, but it's time to end." After resting, Ye Changfeng raised his head and stared at Wang Meng with a hint of cruelty. When the war started, he suddenly appeared on his right hand. His right hand was slightly raised, and his powerful confidence filled Wang Meng's face with a slanted look.

Wang Meng's face changed slightly. He saw that the originally bright sword body in Ye Changfeng's hand suddenly turned black strangely, as if it was stained with ink. The cold breath that exuded made him feel palpitations. This may be Ye Changfeng's killer salary.

Wang Meng felt the threat of death for the first time, lowered his body and bent down to calmly pick up the sword he brought here, put the sword across his chest, and made a defensive posture.

The sword in Wang Meng's hand is about half a meter long, while the sword in Ye Changfeng's hand is only three inches long on the surface, Wang Meng has the advantage. In fact, he had been lustful for more than ten years before. He did not speak out with the sword, but he was also emerging one after another. At least he was stronger than Wang Meng, who had never taken a weapon, and was more than half a times stronger. Secondly, the sword held by Wang Meng was definitely not as sharp as the one in Ye Changfeng's hand.

Ye Changfeng did not attack. He smiled and waited for Wang Meng to pick up the sword before he said coldly: "I don't want your life today, but I want to destroy your limbs."

"It's not certain who can destroy who? Wang Meng said angrily

"Hmph" Ye Changfeng snorted coldly, and the front thorn in his right hand drew a gorgeous arc. A black sword net was sprinkled out of the air. Then Wang Meng's eyes were filled with black light. He could not see the sword body in Ye Changfeng's hand. He was shocked and took two steps back unconsciously. Just now, he escaped from the cover of the sword net. Compared with Brother Qisheng Lang's sword technique, Ye Changfeng's sword technique was undoubtedly several levels higher. Wang Meng felt the forcing sword energy for the first time, as if he was about to tear him apart.

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Wang Meng retreated quickly, Ye Changfeng advanced quickly, as if he had expected Wang Meng to react with a big step, and it was still a dark curtain covering Wang Meng's chest.

Wang Meng took a deep breath but didn't expect that Ye Changfeng was not only powerful, but also extremely fast, comparable to him. He originally wanted to turn the tables on his way. Ye Changfeng's performance instantly shattered his thoughts. He had to take two steps back again, but he never expected that he would retreat to the corner of the wall. Unable to avoid him, he gritted his teeth and swept the sword in his hand towards the black sword net, and at the same time he moved horizontally to the left.

"Sheep

Ye Changfeng did not pursue, but turned around to face Wang Meng. The sword in his hand was still pointed at Wang Meng's face with a contemptuous smile.

Wang Mengshou went north with a scorching pain. A half-centimeter-deep wound was opened on the back of his hand. Blood kept dripping down his right hand holding the sword. In less than a few seconds, a pool of blood was left on the ground.

Wang Meng put the sword across his chest. When he saw the sword marks on the sword, his pupils couldn't help but shrink rapidly. During the brief contact, Ye Changfeng swung five swords, four swords slashed on the sword, and one sword cut open the back of his hand.

The blood disciple hiding outside the door almost opened his eyes. Ye Changfeng's hand shocked them directly. At this time, Ye Changfeng's right hand held the sword and pointed his fingers in his eyes were like a peerless swordsman. Their breathing pressure made them so hard that they didn't dare to penetrate the air. He was afraid that such a light breath would suck the sword's edge to themselves.

"It's coming again." The disciples of the Blood Sect couldn't help but shout in their hearts. Ye Changfeng in the field once again supported a black sword net.

Looking at the black sword net of Ge Ci Cao, Wang Meng seemed to be blessed with his soul, and his mysterious skills were high, and then poured into his eyes. He knew very well that if he could not capture Ye Changfeng's sword, his miserableness would definitely be even more miserable than Ye Changfeng said. As the true energy kept pouring into his eyes, Wang Meng's deep and dark eyes surged in a red and black color. The red and black color slowly circled in his eyes. The world in front of him seemed to become clear, and at the same time he became more stunned and slow. The dark curtain supported by Ye Changfeng was no longer hazy and mysterious. He saw the trajectory of the darkness in the darkness. It was a very wonderful trajectory. The quick stroke actually made the dark sword body shine with gloomy light. Although it was still very fast, he clearly captured the real sword body.

It seemed like a person's almost hysterical roar that was extremely suppressed. With the vent of domineering power, Wang moved violently when he was two meters away from Ye Changfeng. The sword in his hand slapped the sword in his hand hard on the sword in the dark curtain.

The loud "lock" sound made the blood disciples outside the door buzz in their ears. The sound of applause in their hearts was frozen to the point where their faces were opened, and the expression that evolved after being visually shocked and spiritually stimulated was so wonderful.

Ye Changfeng felt a violent force rushing from the sword body. His right hand holding the sword was shaken and loosened. He was shot out and inserted into the gate with a black light. The sword tip penetrated through the door and just passed through the cheek of a blood disciple who was watching the fun. A second later, the left face of the blood disciple was completely dyed red, and he fell directly backward. He was actually scared to faint. This scene made the blood disciple who was close to the door tremble and frightened. He didn't need to shout at all and retreated half a meter away.

"You actually broke my sword net." Ye Changfeng looked in disbelief, but this expression only appeared for a few seconds. Then his face turned into a big, and he took out another handful of the same hand like a magic trick. Leng Sen said: "The warm-up is over."

Ye Changfeng's speech fell, and he was moved. He was still a black sword net, but it was much more agile, as if he had life. Although Wang Meng could see the sword body, it suddenly became even more difficult to slap the sword. As soon as his sword entered the sword net, he was suddenly paused by a force. The sword body was originally slapped at the sword body, but his talent was already full of holes and could be broken at any time.

"Ding, Ding Dangdang" seemed to be the sound of a blacksmith thrust constantly echoing in the hall. The two were hard to solve, but Wang Meng knew that if he continued to fight, the person who fell down in the end must be himself, because although he could block Ye Changfeng's sword in time, he seemed to be a beat slow in his moves. From beginning to end, he was pressed by Ye Changfeng from beginning to end. He could only defend and not attack, even if he was perfect, he would be broken. At this moment, he would have to take risks.

"Puchi" Ye Changfeng grabbed a gap in Ye Zhilai, and a black light in his hand penetrated Wang Meng's left waist. When he saw Wang Meng's waist, he couldn't help but feel happy. However, before he could express his joy on his face, the sound of the wind breaking through the air made his face suddenly change. Gang wanted to pull the sword back, but suddenly he didn't move. Wang Meng's left hand was already holding his right hand at this time. In terms of strength, he was half inferior to Wang Meng. At this time, Wang Meng tried his best, how could he pull it?

"Crack" the sword with a harsh sound of wind, and the howling of Ye Changfeng makes people feel terrifying.

Wang Meng did not stop with one blow, and he kicked Ye Changfeng to pant four or five meters away.

"Bang" Just as Ye Changfeng rushed into the air, Wang Meng had already met his own giant tiger pattern palm, but the giant tiger pattern palm was as powerful as the earth-shaking. But once he met Wang Meng, he immediately became part of the tiger pattern energy around him, and it suddenly rotated. At this moment, Wang Meng also chased after him suddenly

Seeing Wang Meng rushing to chase after him again, Ye Changfeng suddenly had a force under his feet and bombarded Wang Meng from a high point, but Wang Meng's momentum was moving forward.

"Bang Pi bang...Bang Xing Wang's fierce fist fork collided with Ye Changfeng's feet. Ye Changfeng's attack was like a waterfall falling from the sky, with amazing power.

But Wang Meng's rushing forward was like never-ending. Not only did he resist Ye Changfeng's powerful attack like a waterfall, but he also gained the initiative in turn to continue to attack. The powerful momentum made Ye Changfeng, a strong man, have extremely powerful murderous intent and can always be in an absolutely calm state, which was also very surprised.

Originally, Ye Changfeng was pressing down on Wang Meng's rushing downward with a power of 100-meter waterfall, but Wang Meng rushed forward, and finally Wang Meng broke through all obstacles. Ye Changfeng was forced to spread his body protection energy to defend Ye Changfeng's feet, which was shocked by Wang Meng, and he was shocked by Wang Meng. He really couldn't figure it out that he had already jumped to four meters above the altitude. Wang Meng's full force was shocked and he kept rushing into the air. The two had already raised to a height of more than ten meters, and Wang Meng's momentum was not exhausted yet. He was like a thruster under his feet.

In fact, Wang Meng's body was indeed like a propeller. The powerful tiger pattern energy of the giant tiger pattern palm just now formed a rotating tiger pattern energy that pushed Wang Meng upward and continued to impact. The power generated by Wang Meng and Ye Changfeng on the bombing was very huge, not weaker than the waterfall falling from a hundred meters above the altitude. It is conceivable that he had to push backwards and upward pressure. However, Wang Meng ignored the huge consumption of his tiger pattern energy and his offensive was more fierce.

After Ye Changfeng blocked Wang Meng's hundreds of punches in one breath, the protective energy finally couldn't resist it. Suddenly, Wang Meng's punch had already hit Ye Changfeng's legs. Ye Changfeng's legs immediately appeared in a strange, abnormal twist.

Once the gap is opened, Wang Meng's offensive is out of control. He hit Ye Changfeng's body with all his strength. Ye Changfeng's final resistance is to bombard several sword energy. After all, Wang Meng concentrated all his strength under his feet to push him to attack against the trend. There was no power to protect the tiger pattern. However, Ye Changfeng was at the end of the powerful crossbow, and the last sword energy was only two strokes to Wang Meng's chest, leaving two blood marks.

After killing Ye Changfeng, Wang Meng did not deal with him immediately. Ye Changfeng's three powerful men, instead, rushed into the melee like a lightning bolt while falling. With his current powerful force, he suddenly took action. Even the strong man could not stop his punch. Not to mention the other earth-level masters below.

At this moment, Wang Meng was like a human-shaped tank rushing into the area. When those people met Wang Meng, they either got blown away with a punch or were slapped into the ground by Wang Meng, or a tiger-patterned slash directly cut the person open.

Wang Meng is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. Any move can cause serious casualties on the opponent. He uses the most concise and effective moves when he takes action beyond his level.

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At this moment, Ye Changfeng's people were jumping fast, and the people were moving forward like a black line. Even if they passed by ordinary people, they just felt that the black shadow flashed in front of them and could not see anything. Ye Changfeng's power was not weak at all than Ye Changfeng that Wang Meng killed just now. At this moment, he ran away with all his strength and was extremely fast.

If the strong man wants to escape, there are indeed not many people who can catch up with him. Even when Wang Meng just killed him, Ye Changfeng would have no choice but to encounter this Ye Changfeng who wants to escape. He has gained his own strength and his strength has been improved to a level. The use of power is strengthened. The air is like opening to him and retreating to both sides. It is faster than Ye Changfeng. The distance between the two is constantly getting closer.

Ye Changfeng, who was trying his best to escape in front, changed more than a dozen body movements in succession, constantly changing directions, but Wang Meng was able to keep staring at him

"Kill," Ye Changfeng, who had been pulled closer to more than ten meters by Wang Meng, suddenly roared. The long sword in his hand, with an extremely amazing sword energy swept towards Wang Meng like the waves running wildly in the sea of ​​anger.

Wang Meng's tiger pattern slash in his palms instantly slashed out a powerful attack formed by directly piercing the sword energy and attacking Ye Changfeng.

"Don't," Ye Changfeng's long sword blocked Wang Meng's tiger pattern slash. The long sword broke directly. Ye Changfeng's pupils instantly narrowed. A feeling and reaction like an animal instantly threw away the long sword in his hand and stopped suddenly, changing direction directly, and escaping again.

Although Thunder had reminded him before, Wang Meng still underestimated the madness after that, which caused the attack to be severely damaged. Wang Meng still remembered the previous scenes. Xia Ke is now unknown in his life and death. So many people have died. Grandpa consumed the potential for maintaining life. These all hurt Wang Meng's heart and ignited his anger. How could he let Ye Changfeng escape in his hands at this moment?

The tiger pattern giant palm is fast covering area, so you have to press Ye Changfeng down. At the critical moment, Ye Changfeng suddenly closed his feet and rolled up the second round. He wanted to rush out with one move.

Although Wang Meng's move was powerful, he could also bombard it with Ye Changfeng's power and bombard it with all his strength. But at this moment, the huge tiger-patterned giant palm suddenly tightened, just like a person grabbing a little chicken. The power of the hand was extremely amazing. Ye Changfeng didn't expect that the bombarded Qi could turn and can be used in various forms. They all knew a little, but he could still hold it tightly in a giant hand. This was something he didn't expect.

"Puff..." Although it was protected by the protective qi, Ye Changfeng was injured and rushed out, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Before he could land in the air, Wang Meng had already touched his side quietly. When he felt it, Wang Meng had already hit a single whip. When Ye Changfeng wanted to stop it, he could only urge the protective energy to resist it with all his strength. However, with the amazing power of Wang Meng's powerful single whip, he directly bombarded Ye Changfeng with a few meters of flying out of a few meters with the amazing power of Wang Meng's powerful whip.

Ye Changfeng's expression changed. The force of natural power in his body brought by taking the medicine suddenly became restless, which made his sixth sense become much stronger in an instant. He noticed his life was threatened on a whim and instinctively made this series of reactions. Although he avoided a tiger pattern slash, he waved his palm to shake another tiger pattern slash. Unexpectedly, this tiger pattern slash was like a chainsaw breaking a wood, and directly inserted into his strong true essence. In an instant, Ye Changfeng dodged again and was half a beat slower. All the three thumbs on his palm were cut by the tiger pattern slash.

Ye Changfeng screamed in pain and burned his anger. His body paused violently in the air. The power surged between the empty points under his feet. The strange kick had already hit Wang Meng's throat.
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