Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 1292 Beginning to Transform (7)
Fighting desperately, obviously, Ye Yang can be Meng Xiong's ancestor. In terms of desperately, Ye Yang has been fighting desperately since the end of Qin Dynasty. Meng Xiong is a god, but he is determined to keep his lifeline and godhood. Why? He would easily lose his life.

"go to hell!"

The icy-cold voice made Meng Xiong feel like falling into an ice cave with scorching flames all over his body. There was a roar behind him, the Green Soul Sword slammed down, the sound of Xuan Yu Armor breaking, and the other arm was also forcibly crushed by Ye Ye. Yang tore it apart, and the power Ye Yang used was already very close to the power of Tianchen, and the damage to the wound was so serious that Meng Xiong couldn't rely on God's physique to quickly recover from the injury.

Ye Yang in the riot was only focused on killing, and he slammed another sword. The Green Soul Sword pierced Meng Xiong's heart, and under Ye Yang's heavy kick, he kicked the hilt of the sword, bringing Meng Xiong's body down continuously!
"Keng!"

The sword's edge went straight into a huge blue stone and nailed Meng Xiong to it. The first-time god lowered his head slowly, without any strength to resist.

Ye Yang didn't stop. After approaching, he raised his fiery red fist, and with a "bang", he punched Meng Xiong's chest and abdomen, punching a transparent hole in him, followed by another punch, bringing out the first Two transparent holes, after dozens of punches in a row, Ye Yang was exhausted and out of breath, while Meng Xiong's body was bloody and bloody, and he passed out from the pain. God's physique is different from ordinary people, otherwise he would have died already .

"puff!"

Ye Yang spread his five fingers, and suddenly grabbed Meng Xiong's neck. The next moment, countless flames spewed out from Ye Yang's body, and began to burn Meng Xiong's body fiercely. After 10 minutes, finally Meng Xiong's body began to turn into ashes, pieces flew away, and finally only a fiery red god crystal remained in his head. !

Grasping Meng Xiong's godhead, Ye Yang laughed wildly, his body was bleeding continuously, and the last trace of strength was quickly disappearing.

"Woooo..."

With a miserable snort, Ye Yang was wearing a blade on his chest. He fell from the sky and finally couldn't hold on anymore. He fell into the depths of the canyon and passed out.

Although Ye Yang passed out, the monsters from far and near did not dare to approach. This almost god-like battle frightened those beasts, so they dared not come out to prey.

……

In the Qingyun Mountains, there was silence.

Until the evening, finally, Elder Qingxuan, who was seriously injured, came here with the support of General Feijian, Zhang Tianhe and others. He saw Ye Yang lying dead on the ground with a broken long knife poked in his chest, blood Flowing all over the ground, Elder Qingxuan's eyes turned red: "Ziyu, child..."

Zhang Tianhe hurried forward, helped Ye Yang up, and said in horror: "Elder, Ziyu is so angry, what should I do?"

"His blood is close to exhaustion, he lost too much blood!"

(End of this chapter)