The Great Fierce Girl: All the beasts I have contracted are ancient ferocious beasts

At this time, on another battlefield.

At the same time, his legs also began to feel a burst of piercing pain.

The pain was like thousands of needles piercing at the same time, making it almost impossible for him to stand.

He knew that if he continued like this, it would not be long before he would be sucked dry by the light ball and turned into a shriveled corpse.

Yang Zheng took a deep breath and forced down the fear in his heart.

A trace of cruel light flashed in his eyes, like the ferocity of a beast in despair.

He bit the blood hole on his right arm fiercely and tore it off with all his strength. Blood gushed out immediately, staining half of his cheek red. He

threw the skin with the blood hole on the ground without caring, letting the blood continue to flow.

Then, Yang Zheng swung his left hand suddenly and slapped the golden light ball hard.

I saw a golden palm print appear out of thin air in the void, as if it contained endless power.

The palm print quickly smashed towards the light ball, with a sound of breaking through the air, and the momentum was amazing.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar echoed in the space.

The golden ball of light was slapped away by the palm print.

It rolled in the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and finally disappeared in the darkness in the distance.

And the golden palm print quickly dissipated after hitting the light ball.

Yang Zheng only felt a huge recoil force coming, which made him take a few steps back.

Yang Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and the golden palm print seemed to be dissipated by an invisible force, turning into golden light and dissipating in the air.

A ray of joy flashed across his face, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

However, this joy was fleeting, because his eyes fell on his right arm.

There, a new scar was clearly visible, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out, staining his sleeves red.

Yang Zheng's face instantly turned pale as paper, and his heartbeat accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

He stared at the scar, his eyes flashing with fear and unwillingness.

The power of this golden palm print was much more terrifying than he had imagined, and it was almost impossible for him to resist it.

Just now, he relied on his extraordinary reaction speed and tenacious will to barely resist the fatal blow.

But even so, his right arm was still numb and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

At this moment, he felt as if his arm was pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, and the pain was unbearable.

Ye Yan's condition was also not optimistic. He had just used up all his energy in his body with a full-strength attack.

At this moment, he felt weak all over and even standing became extremely difficult.

His body was shaking violently, as if he would fall down at any time.

He looked at Yang Zheng's injuries and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

He knew that his attack just now was powerful, but he didn't expect it to cause such serious damage to Yang Zheng.

At the same time, he also felt a little scared. If he hadn't reacted in time just now, he might have ended up like Yang Zheng.

Ye Yan took a deep breath and tried to calm his trembling body.

He knew that he had no way out at this moment.

He had to recover his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to cope with the next challenge.

He closed his eyes and began to silently mobilize the energy in his body, trying to recover a little strength.

Not far away, Yang Zheng was also silently enduring the pain.

He knew that he could not fall down like this. He had to hold on until he found a way to defeat Ye Yan.

He clenched his teeth, endured the pain, and began to adjust his breathing and state.

Both of them fell into a brief silence, and the air was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere.

At that moment, the air of the entire battlefield seemed to solidify.

Yang Zheng launched a fierce attack again.

His fists were like two sharp hammers, and every swing was accompanied by a thunderous roar, trying to smash the whole world.

The terrifying fist force was raging wildly in the air, and every explosion raised a cloud of dust, destroying the surrounding trees like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The entire battlefield was shrouded by this powerful force and became a ruin.

Ye Yan stared at Yang Zheng closely, his eyes flashing with determination.

He knew that this was Yang Zheng's strongest attack, and he had to go all out to resist it.

He took a deep breath, moved his body suddenly, and rushed towards Yang Zheng.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Sharp sword energy burst out from the long sword in Ye Yan's hand, like a silver dragon, flying straight towards Yang Zheng.

Wherever the sword energy passed, there were shocking scratches in the air.

Yang Zheng snorted coldly, and his fists were raised high again, as if he wanted to smash the entire sky.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, wanting to completely destroy Ye Yan.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Those sword energy turned into nothingness under Yang Zheng's fist strength, as if they had never existed.

However, Yang Zheng did not stop because of this. The energy on his fists gathered more and more, and it gathered more and more, and it was going to swallow up the entire battlefield.

At this moment, a burst of rapid wind breaking sounds suddenly came from behind Ye Yan.

His heart tightened, and he immediately turned around, only to see Yang Zheng rushing towards him with his fists waving.

His speed was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning breaking through the sky.

"Looking for death!"

Ye Yan shouted angrily, and his long sword was unsheathed again. A dazzling sword light cut through the void and slashed towards Yang Zheng fiercely.

Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed that even the air was cut open, making a sharp whistle.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar resounded through the sky, and the sword energy and fist force collided fiercely.

At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was trembling, and the air around was torn apart by this powerful force.

Two figures flew backwards in the aftermath of the collision, like two meteors across the sky.

They fell heavily to the ground, leaving two deep pits on the hard bluestone slab.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Zheng's mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

He didn't expect that under such a nearly perfect attack by himself, Ye Yan could actually hold on until now.

Although Ye Yan's body was injured, he still didn't fall down. His consciousness clearly told him that he must not fall down.

Because he had to protect the people around him, he couldn't fall down!

"Ah!"

A roar of anger surged out of Ye Yan's throat.

His eyes were red, and his muscles were tense, as if he could explode at any time.

At this moment, he felt that his whole body was filled with infinite power.

He clenched the long sword in his hand again, jumped up, and rushed towards Yang Zheng again.

A sword chopped down!

Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly widened, his face changed drastically, and his body quickly dodged to the side.

Ye Yan's sword energy brushed his shoulder and chopped on the rock wall next to him. Suddenly, the entire rock wall was chopped into two huge gaps by the sword energy.

——(End of this chapter)