Hongjun and Yang Mei both stared at each other with serious expressions.

However, a light flashed in Hongjun's cold eyes, and when he looked carefully on his eyebrows, he found a hint of fatigue.

"Oh, there are talented people in the country, and a new generation will replace old people!"

Even with his eyebrow-raising nature, he couldn't help but sigh so much at this moment.

Obviously, this seemingly even showdown seems to be equal, but in the true sense it is a slight disadvantage.

Of course, no one else, including Fang Qingshan, discovered this.

But obviously both sides of the fight felt it.

Therefore, a hint of joy flashed in Hongjun Gu Jing Bubo's eyes, and a more solemn appearance appeared on his face, which was raised with eyebrows and breezes.

In fact, although this happens a bit unexpected, Yang Mei himself is a master of the Heavenly Dao level, and his combat experience is not comparable to Hongjun, but it is reasonable.

A hero is not talking about his courage back then. Although he was very powerful back then, he is still injured now.

This body injury is not simple, it is the Dutian Divine Thunder and the Axe of the Creation of Heaven left by Pangu.

The power of the tiger is dead!

Pangu is a existence that even the three thousand demon gods cannot stand against. Even if they are dead, the methods left behind are still shocking and difficult for everyone.

After years of cultivation, Yang Mei has basically suppressed the injury and gradually recovered.

Otherwise, although Yang Mei wanted to make friends with Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist, she would not be in danger.

But Hongjun's sudden outbreak forced him to do his best.

This not only suppresses internal injuries, but also faces Hongjun's storm attacks.

Fortunately, this place is external chaos. Although it is still in the prehistoric world, the suppression of the heavenly way is almost gone.

Otherwise, it may be even more difficult to raise your eyebrows as one rises and the other falls.

Even so, Yang Mei relied on his rich combat experience to barely maintain an invincible scene.

If we continue to fight, the balance of victory will probably tilt towards Hongjun.

Therefore, after exploring Hongjun's combat power, Yang Mei did not want to fight again.

I thought that relying on my former reputation should have shocked Hongjun, but I didn't expect it to be counterproductive.

In order to improve his combat experience and understanding of the Tao, Hongjun ignored the consumption of the Tao and insisted on holding on to it.

In response to this, he raised his eyebrows and had to fire it, so he wanted to burst out, but he didn't expect that Hongjun was in a tough position. After the fight, he found that he had a big weakness, not only strong outside but also had a big weakness, and he might not miss this great opportunity in the future.

"If fellow Taoist agrees and no longer interferes in this matter today, we can stop here. Fellow Taoist can still cultivate in the prehistoric world as stated in the foreword. How about it?"

Surprisingly, Hongjun did not pursue the victory as Yang Mei imagined, but said in a deep voice.

"Since I have promised the Mosquito Taoist to be loyal to others, I naturally have no reason to give up halfway."

Yang Mei was stunned when she heard this, and then shook her head.

Not to mention that he and Hongjun were originally enemies.

Just because things have reached this point, they are no longer turning back. Instead of giving up halfway, it is better to go all the way to the dark, otherwise there will be no people inside and outside.

Hongjun would not thank him. After dealing with Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist, he would still attack him.

Even if the Mosquito Taoist and Fang Qingshan don’t make enemies, their previous friendship and cause and effect will all be gone, and they will be in vain.

"Since fellow Taoist is stubborn, it depends on how long you can hold on."

When Hongjun heard this, he sighed. He really didn't want to force Yang Mei too much.

Although he seemed to have the upper hand before, who knows if Yang Mei still has a trump card?

Moreover, although this battle was not long, the consumption was huge.

After a long battle, even if Yang Mei did not destroy the prehistoric world, even if he finally won, the source of the Heavenly Dao would be consumed too much, which would be more costly.

Moreover, the original fear is still there. If you force the eyebrows too much and you will be defeated by the death, although the possibility is not high, you are not afraid of ten thousand, but you are afraid of if it is, then you will really regret it.

Therefore, he wanted to take advantage of the victory and make peace, but he did not expect Yang Mei to refuse to agree. Since this is the case, then continue to fight and see who can't hold on.

Finally, I see whether it is a fish that is broken or a fish that is broken or a fish that is broken.

Hongjun was shocked all over, and his heart moved, communicating with the way of heaven, and another source power blessed him. Although he did not break through to the 11th level of Hunyuan, he obviously reached the peak of Hunyuan's tenth level.

Not only did it make up for the previous consumption, but it also became more powerful.

Feeling the change in Hongjun's aura, his eyebrows changed.

I can't stand my previous situation, but I'm still getting better?

It’s not that he cannot continue to improve his combat power, but once he uses too much power to deal with Hongjun, his internal injuries will not be suppressed, and it will probably be even worse.

"kill!"

Although Hongjun didn't know what Yang Mei was in now, he could have roughly guessed that he felt better than ever before. He was taking advantage of his illness to kill him. An amazing sharp edge burst out from his eyes, and the artistic conception of the three thousand great roads flashed in his eyes one after another. He moved his feet, and time passed behind him. In a blink of an eye, he came to Yang Mei.

The God-killing Gun was not only more powerful and powerful in his hands, but also more powerful in the antelope horns. It was as light as possible, and it was as clever as possible.

"Damn it!"

Yang Mei cursed inwardly, but had to calm down and give her all.

Green willow sticks, three thousand willow branches, space magic powers and other means took turns to fight.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The gun was loud and the figure of Yang Mei was completely submerged by the gun. The gun was gorgeous and magnificent, sometimes as thick as earth, sometimes as sharp as gold, sometimes as shadow, sometimes unparalleled in killing, sometimes as gods and devils, sometimes entangled in cause and effect... The Three Thousand Great Ways were like a wheel battle, forcing Yang Mei to be in a hurry.

"Damn it, do you have to use your trump card?"

Yang Qiao thought to himself.

But after thinking about it, I gave up.

Because once you use your trump card, although you will succeed without success, you will be successful, but if you cannot win, it will obviously be very unworthy of the loss.

And if you have a trump card, doesn’t Hongjun have it?

Not to mention the rest, Hongjun has not used it until now.

However, if you don’t need a trump card, you will lose sooner or later if you continue to fight like this. And if the stalemate lasts for a long time and causes injuries to break out, it will be even more of a life-threatening thing.

“What should I do now?”

While Yang Mei fought with Hongjun, he thought about a way to break the deadlock.

Unfortunately, thousands of thoughts flashed through Yang Mei's mind, but there was no feasible solution. For no reason, Yang Mei's intention was already withdrawn.
Chapter completed!