Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

The two people who have never fought each other before, and the unrivaled powerhouse whose name has been worn away by the years, finally have the opportunity to fight against each other today.

Although one is just a remnant soul energy body that lasts for a few minutes, and the other is just a fighting emperor who has not been fully promoted.But it didn't lower their fighting spirit at all.

The two didn't need to test each other at all, and they didn't use tricks to confuse each other. They just attacked with all their strength and killed each other——

... When Yao Crow came back to his senses, the moves he had struck were completely in vain, Hun Xingmeng's vision disappeared in front of him, and in front of him, he struck out a pair of fists like lightning, completely knocking him into the air.

The medicine crow uncontrollably vomited blood mist, and the body splashed blood mist. Although it was a remnant soul, the medicine crow summoned had almost complete memory, thinking, and desire—he had the same opinion as Hun Xingmeng, The body will be destroyed and will feel pain, but the strength of the body cannot be compared with the soul and physical fitness.

But even if it is a master of the Doudi level, it can't resist the terrifying attack of a thousand punches from a half-emperor powerhouse—all Yao Crow can see is the last two punches of Soul Xingmeng who attacked him... What's even more frightening is that Hun Xingmeng also activated his own barrier fighting skill - never return.

The severe pain in his whole body almost made his hands and feet numb. Yao Crow took a few steps back in the void. With each step, the space with thousands of feet burst into a dark nothingness.

"I'm sorry, but now I'm not a fighting emperor, please allow me to use all my strength."

Yao Crow's attack and defense are dozens of times stronger than Soul Star Meng's. Using power as a metaphor, the two are in the same gap between bullets and thrown stones. Bullets are more dangerous than thrown stones, but the premise is that they must be hit. When you can dodge everything, it's the same whether it's bullets or rain.Hun Xingmeng's "world" was enough to stop for five seconds, which was enough time for him to drink a cup of tea before dodging the opponent's attack and then counterattacking.

In contrast, Hun Xingmeng himself has the special skill of predicting the opponent's next move, which gives him a considerable advantage. He can kill the opponent slowly, and even wait for the time of the opponent's existence to run out - that's how Hun Xingmeng is. planned.

However——at this moment, Yao Crow's body disappeared, and a figure appeared in front of him, and Hun Xing Meng couldn't help being dumbfounded.

It was too late even to predict, the opponent counterattacked with a super fast reaction, and punched out both fists like lightning, the entire barrier was shattered - it was not Yao Crow who deliberately destroyed this frightening fighting skill, but a single With the impact of hitting the ** with both palms, this barrier will be completely shattered!

Driven by strength and speed far superior to that of a human being, Dou Di Qiang reacts faster than the realm of predicting the future.

He mercilessly knocked Soul Xing Meng into the air in the same way. Yao Crow felt that Soul Xing Meng's chest was directly hit by his left fist, and there was still some bloody smell in his hand, while his right fist——was a blow. His left hand was broken, and one arm of Hun Xingmeng was abolished.

Then, Yao Crow took a deep breath, during this breath, Yao Crow's chest suddenly swelled up high, and the battle energy circulated in his body hundreds of times. The secret technique to heal wounds with grudges!

This is his secret skill that has not been handed down in the medicine clan. Naturally, it is difficult to heal serious injuries instantly, but it can often play an unexpected role in battle, but the meridians of his injuries are lost in the soul star Meng Yong. condition injured.

Soul Xing Meng, who stepped on the void and stopped at his figure, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

The answer was soon revealed, and the medicine crow filled his meridians without any leeway, to the point where it even overflowed.

"You know you very well, Hun Xingmeng, your moves, your fighting style... Do you think I will give you a chance to drag this battle down? From the very beginning, I planned to do so."

There will be a gap of a few seconds after the "world" is activated-no time skills can be cast continuously. In this way, the gap between the soul star Meng and himself is between a fighting emperor and a half emperor, which is equivalent to the gap between a child and a strong man. Before a "world" is launched, destroy its body first——

"At the cost of more than a dozen bones and half of the internal organs being damaged, anyway, I only exist for a few minutes. It's so worth it to be able to drag you up to be buried with you."

With one punch, he went out with all his strength, and knocked out all the energy that circulated a hundred times. The surrounding space was distorted and squeezed by the burst of fighting energy, forming dozens of huge black hole vortexes, waiting to welcome the two of them for the last time. ending.That kind of domineering, incomparably terrifying.

The two punches just now inflicted great damage on Hun Xingmeng, a miserable blood hole burst out in his chest, and the bones of the left arm used to block the attack were bent miserably... If it wasn't for the left hand that blocked the medicine crow's left hand at that moment With one palm, Hun Xingmeng made a bloody hole in that instant.

Looking at this domineering punch, Hun Xingmeng smiled, with a faint smile... Seeing his former friend, in this state of remnant soul, from his original old appearance, to be with him During the battle, vitality was quickly injected——

In seconds, the light in the medicine crow's eyes became brighter and brighter. His skin like a dead tree and his old face changed into the appearance when he was having a good time with him, even though his blood-stained body was full of blood at this moment. Young and aggressive.

Emperor Dou originally wanted to keep his youth forever. When Yao Ya's mind overcame aging due to the fight with Soul Xing Meng, his appearance also returned to his youthful state.

And yet... it's over.

The corner of his mouth was crooked, and Hun Xingmeng showed his innate ferocious smile, and immediately it was exactly like what Yao Crow did just now—he just took a big breath, and the crippled left hand restored the twisted bones in an instant as is.He didn't heal the wound on his chest, and let the blood flow from the wound, preparing for the next counterattack.

Yao Ya's face showed a look of astonishment, and suddenly his back felt cold.

No matter how much he thinks, he can't guess how Hun Xingmeng acquired this secret skill, and he has never told anyone in the world how this secret skill works.

He could never have imagined that the soul star Mengzheng possessed the strange water "water of talent" from Yan Cheng, and he used this secret technique in order to make the strongest punch. The hope of turning things around.

The power of dark water devouring fighting energy, and the power of purification and destruction of Jinglian Yaohuo, the two kinds of power are added to the left hand at the same time, turning into a force that is strong enough to resist Yao Crow's punch. The foreseen situation was ordinary, and he punched Yao Crow's right fist, and the next competition was the pure strength between the two.

The ear-splitting roar of the violently colliding fists resounded all around, followed by the crisp sound of bones——

The dark water swallowed part of Yaoya's fighting spirit, and the energy of Jinglian Yaohuo made up for part of the deficiency. More importantly... At first, Hun Xingmeng caused serious damage to Yaoya's right meridian.

The three are stacked, and the fists of both sides are evenly divided. The fists of the two are shattered at the same moment!

"It's really short, the time to meet you."

"Well, yes." Yao Crow replied with a wry smile. The only possible moment of victory had already passed in a flash just now, and punching evenly was equivalent to his failure. The next "world", Yao Crow Will not get another chance.

Then, a devilish whisper came into his mind.

"the world."