Chapter 659

When the momentum of the two was no longer soaring, the real dragon and King Kong collided together like two ancient giant beasts.

Pit, pit, pit, the violent airflow caused changes in the sky, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, thunder flashed, and the electric light was like a snake, stirring this space like the end of the world.

The Vajra Fist is extremely strong and strong, with a golden glow wrapped around it, accompanied by the phantom shadow of a dragon and a white tiger.

And the body of a real dragon is ever-changing and flexible, with purple flames lingering on it, and a drop of it falling on the ground will corrode the hard stone ground to a depth of several feet, possessing destructive power.

Under the blessing of spiritual will, the two collided crazily, fists and claws intersected, and fought, making the huge Erniu Peak extremely narrow.

With one punch, an air wave of tens of meters swept across, like a billowing white wave, smashing everything in front of him, and when the dragon's tail swept out, hundreds of catties of explosives exploded, possessing the power to smash everything.

The Erniu Peak of Guangping Mountain is also a relatively large mountain, deep and wide, with rocks everywhere and many forests and trees. At this time, under the fierce battle between the two statues, it feels like it is about to collapse.

Large areas of rocks were shattered, rolled down, and slid down the cliff, making a rolling sound.

Gully-like fissures formed, exposing the dark and moist mountain inside, and the blackened silt flowed into the cracked gullies like waterfalls.

What's more, the aftermath of these two great dharmas caused Tie Xiongfei and Zhao Hun, the masked man, to flee in a panic and hide everywhere. coke.

Ka, another astonishing bolt of white electricity pierced through the dark peak of Erniu Peak at this time, crackling huge raindrops fell, hit the two Dharma statues, turned into white mist and lifted straight into the sky like wolf smoke, and the battle was even more frenzied.

During this process, except for Tie Xiongfei using body skills to protect Zhao Hun, he watched this rare and shocking battle without blinking his eyes.

Faxiang Vajra Fist is adhering to the spirit of Yang Cai's previous boxing. It is indomitable, strong and brave. It is pure power, a majestic force that subdues and suppresses everything.

Meng Zhao's True Dragon Dharma Aspect, however, was covered in flames and had ferocious claws and claws. It was obviously just an illusion of vitality and true energy, but it was like a real body, leaving deep traces one after another on the body of the Vajra Dharma Aspect.

"Hey, who the hell is Meng Zhao? How can his martial arts be so powerful that even Yang Cai's methods are no match for him?"

Tie Xiongfei murmured in a low voice, turning a deaf ear to the downpour of rain, and just fell into a kind of embarrassment.

Although the battle in front of him was fierce, he had already seen that the real dragon's dharma had the absolute upper hand, and his aura became stronger and stronger, and as time passed, his already huge body was still growing. With a length of about seven feet, it can be called a real dragon alive.

It's a bit like, before Meng Zhao's use of power and dharma was still very raw, but as he continued to fight with Yang Cai, he gradually became familiar with power, got used to it, and then he was able to exert great power.

What's even more frightening is that Meng Zhao's improvement seems to be endless.

Because compared to the evenness at the beginning, at this moment, the Vajra Aspect has shown signs of decline, while Meng Zhao's True Dragon Aspect is more than twice as powerful as it was at the beginning, and it is not even the limit.

This simply blinded his eyes, making him unable to describe the shock in his heart at this moment.

Not only him, but also Zhao Hun, and even Yang Cai, who faced the terrifying appearance of the real dragon himself, also noticed this.

Especially Yang Cai, at this time his body was still wrapped in the Vajra Dharma, but he had already turned into a blood gourd, his skin was split open countless times, his mouth and nose became like fountains, and blood gushed out wildly.

There were even tears of blood in both eyes.

It is really necessary to maintain and stabilize this Vajra Appearance, and the spirit, true energy, energy and blood consumed are too terrifying, and they have already begun to eat back at his body.

Although innate warriors are powerful, in essence, they are only entering the second stage of transcendence. No matter how strong their force is, there is a limit. There is no doubt about the power of the Vajra Dharma, but it is obvious that it also brings pressure far beyond ordinary moves. .

Coupled with the fact that the scars left by the real dragon dharma on the body of the vajra dharma gradually fed back on Yang Cai's own body, it made him even worse.

In contrast, Meng Zhao became more and more excited as he fought more and more, his eyes erupted with a dazzling light that was inch long, his aura was fierce, and his momentum rose infinitely. Within the meridians of his body, there was the sound of rushing rivers and seas, but there was no sound. There is no sign of exhaustion, but the spirit becomes more vigorous, the true energy becomes more fierce, and the blood energy becomes more concentrated.

The strength has not decreased but increased, and it is really the best use of one's unique physique and rare foundation in ancient and modern times.

The gap between the two is already very obvious.

If it wasn't for Yang Cai's insistence, he would have already been defeated by Meng Zhao.

And Meng Zhao has already seen Yang Cai's weakened and seriously injured appearance at this time, the light in his eyes gradually calmed down, the aura like mountains and seas converged, the sound shook the world, scattered the water droplets between the sky and the earth, turned into a hazy white mist, said,
"This battle has already been divided. If you lose, you can join my Meng family from now on."

As he said that, with a thought in his mind, Meng Zhao immediately dispersed the real dragon's dharma image, and the aura that stirred up the world like a demon god disappeared instantly.

A puddle of blood had formed under Yang Cai's feet at some point, and what he saw before his eyes was all red, and there was a sharp screaming sound in his ears, which showed his poor state, and he heard that he no longer insisted on his appearance.

Da da da backed many steps, sat down on the muddy mountain that had been shoveled, put on a practice posture, and started to heal his injuries without hesitation. Self-broken skin, blood vessels, meridians, etc.

It is also thanks to his intensive cultivation of Dragon and Tiger King Kong Qigong, his physique is extremely strong, and his body of King Kong has amazing resilience. If it were someone else, even Liang Muqiu's body of ice lotus would have his meridians cut off, and his internal organs would be shattered fate.

In addition, Yang Cai also has precise control over his own limits, so although the injury is serious, it does not hurt the root.

As long as he takes good care of him, there will be no hidden dangers for his future practice.

This is also Yang Cai's wisdom.

Aggressive, warlike, but by no means reckless and ignorant, like a madman who has no bottom line.

On the contrary, he has always mastered a certain degree, fighting is to better improve himself, not to be brave and fierce.

And with the disappearance of the two great Dharma signs, the source of the agitation of the Qi Qi in the sky disappeared, and the sky returned to clear and clear in a very short period of time, the dark clouds dissipated, and the heavy rain stopped.

There is even a very beautiful rainbow after the rain, hanging in the sky.

Add a bit of magnificence to the devastated and disaster-stricken Erniu Peak.

(End of this chapter)

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