Just when Hemeng's body was trembling slightly from the pleasure, the sharp nerves that had been lingering at the knife edge all year round made the skin of his body suddenly tighten, and a flash of warning flashed through his heart. He grabbed the quilt beside him with his palm, and suddenly
He threw it behind him.
"Tsk."
A flash of cold light easily cut open the quilt, and a shadow quickly flashed into the tent. The cold sword edge slashed at Hemeng's neck mercilessly.
The sudden attack caused Dehmeng's face to change drastically, and he rolled on the bed in a panic, narrowly avoiding the edge of the sword.
The strike failed, but the sword edge did not stop, and it slashed out horizontally. A cold light passed through the fire ball in the tent, and then pursued Hemeng who was hiding, and drew a shallow blood mark on his chest.
"Ah!" Looking at the black figure that suddenly broke in, the woman on the bed suddenly screamed in horror, regardless of the lust all over her body.
The palm of his hand was slightly bent, and a piece of charcoal was sucked into his hand. Xiao Yan shot towards the back without looking back. With a slight muffled sound, the annoying scream also stopped.
"Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me? Don't you know that I am the third commander of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group?" He Meng shouted angrily while retreating, his face changed greatly.
"That's why I killed you." The black shadow raised his head, revealing the handsome face of the young man.
"You...Xiao Yan?" Looking at that young face, Hemeng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes shifted to the huge black ruler behind the young man, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted coldly.
"It's such an honor to be remembered by the Third Regiment Commander."
Xiao Yan smiled slightly and sunk his palm slightly. Then he suddenly hit the hilt of the long sword. Suddenly, the long sword turned into a wisp of cold light and shot toward Hemeng like lightning.
The speed of the sword light was extremely fast. Even though Hemeng's response was not slow, Xiao Yan still left a blood mark on his face.
Licking the blood flowing down his face with his tongue, Hemeng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he smiled coldly: "You are really brave. You dare to assassinate me alone, but it's fine, let's solve it here.
You, so as not to have to search all over the mountains in the future."
As he said that, Hemeng twisted his head slightly. On the surface of his body, a faint fighting spirit began to loom, and a pair of iron fists were clenched tightly, making a clicking sound between the joints.
Looking at He Meng who had entered the fighting state, Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly. This guy's sense of danger far exceeded his expectations, so the attack and killing plan had failed.
However, the sneak attack was just Xiao Yan's attempt to be lazy and save some energy. Now that the effort-saving plan has been shattered, Xiao Yan doesn't mind spending more effort. Moreover, after several months of hard training, Xiao Yan does need to fight.
Measure your progress.
The body twisted slightly, and the sound of bones snapping was no less than that of Hemeng. He slowly spread his palms and then clenched them tightly. A yellowish fighting spirit surged into his fists.
"Boy, treating me as prey is the stupidest decision of yours!" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Hemeng smiled sinisterly. He stepped hard on the ground with his soles, like a giant monster, running rampant.
He rushed towards Xiao Yan.
Looking coldly at Hemeng who was charging towards him with ferocious energy, Xiao Yan slowly stretched out his palms, then suddenly spread them out and shouted softly: "Get out!"
As Xiao Yan shouted, ferocious energy suddenly spurted out from his palms, striking heavily on the body of He Meng who was rushing towards him.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the bloodlust on Hemeng's face solidified slightly, and the forward figure suddenly shot backwards, with the soles of his feet gripping the ground. He did not slow down until a deep groove several meters away was created on the ground.
Stop it.
"You really have some skills." A look of solemnity appeared on his face. Hemeng breathed out slowly and hit his chest with his fist. He saw that the originally bronze skin gradually became a little pale.
.
"I practice the rock technique, which is said to have the strongest defense among attributes. With your strength, you can't break my defense!" Hemeng sneered and tightened his fist. Even his arms were pale.
color.
The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground again. Hermon's speed this time was obviously faster than before. The violent speed and the wind pressure brought about made the tent bulge.
Feeling the fierce wind pressure coming towards him with a calm expression, Xiao Yan turned his body slightly to one side, and with ferocious energy, his huge fist flew out diagonally close to his ear.
With a slight stroke of his toes on the ground, Xiao Yan walked around behind Hemeng like a ghost, and hit his cervical vertebrae heavily with a fist filled with fighting spirit.
"Dang!" The fist hit Hemeng's body, but there was a crisp sound like hitting a rock.
Frowning slightly, Xiao Yan withdrew his fists like lightning. Using his own speed, he suddenly struck out with his fists and elbows. Every attack hit the same spot. Suddenly, a series of shouts sounded in the tent.
The sound of rocks hitting.
"Go away, annoying fly. I've told you before that with your strength, it's impossible to break my rock defense!" With fierce energy, his right foot kicked out behind him heavily.
He sneered proudly.
Both palms were slightly curled, and as soon as they made slight contact with Hemeng's soles, the tyrannical power contained in them suddenly caused Xiao Yan's body to be shot backwards.
"It is indeed one of the fighting qi that is said to be the most suitable for hand-to-hand combat. This power... is really strong." His body flipped in the air, and Xiao Yan landed steadily back on the ground. He shook his sore and numb palms and exclaimed in his heart.
"Boy, with your little strength, you still want to go against the Wolf Head Mercenary Group? You are simply seeking death!" He patted the dust on his back casually. Hemeng said with a cruel smile: "I don't have time to play with you, so I'd better finish you off quickly.
Come on, so as not to disturb my good deeds."
Slowly spreading his fists on his chest, Hemeng's legs tensed up, and the hair on his head suddenly stood upright. A slight whitish fighting spirit flashed rapidly in his eyes.
A mouthful of white gas was spit out from Hemeng's mouth. At this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to find that Hemeng's hands and feet suddenly became much stronger.
On the bare arms, the pale muscles were constantly beating, and fierce forces were rapidly gathering underneath them.
"It's over. Boy!"
Feeling the gushing power in his body, He Meng grinned at Xiao Yan, his white teeth looking a bit ferocious.
Looking at He Meng, whose strength suddenly increased a lot, Xiao Yan's face became slightly solemn, and fighting energy gathered in his palms.
The power in the body, after brewing for a moment, reached its peak state. Hemeng stepped on it with the sole of his foot. The speed of increase was actually as fast as Xiao Yan.
The sight in front of him was blurred, and Hemeng with a ferocious smile on his face flashed out, and his huge fist, with a sound of oppressive wind, hit Xiao Yan's head fiercely.
The fierce energy coming from the top of his head made Xiao Yan's face change slightly, and the energy suddenly shot out from his palm. With the help of the reverse thrust caused by this force, Xiao Yan's body retreated violently.
"Want to run?" Looking at Xiao Yan who was retreating in a hurry, Hemeng sneered, and with one step, he caught up with him. His body was slightly arched, and then he appeared like a prostrate leopard. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Xiao Yan again.
In front of the flames.
"Go to hell!" He Meng laughed ferociously, and smashed his fist angrily at Xiao Yan's head again.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Xiao Yan frowned, the fighting energy in his body also circulated rapidly, and then he fiercely faced him with both fists.
"Bang!"
A dull sound exploded inside the tent, and on the ground where the two came into contact, a layer of loess was blown away by the storm caused by the huge physical force.
"Dare to confront me head-on? Get out!"
Seeing Xiao Yan dare to choose to confront him head-on, a touch of cruelty flashed in He Meng's eyes, and the fighting energy in his body flowed along the meridians, and then bombarded out.
"Hmph..." The huge force made Xiao Yan's face pale slightly, a low groan came from his throat, and he staggered back quickly, until he reached the edge of the tent, and then he slowly stopped.
"I didn't expect you to be able to survive the head-on collision with me. It seems that you often practice physical training, right?" Seeing that Xiao Yan seemed to have only suffered a minor injury, Hemeng couldn't help but said in surprise. You know, practicing
The suffering suffered by the physical body is far beyond what can be compared to just practicing Dou Qi. Looking at Xiao Yan's appearance of thin skin and tender flesh, it is difficult for him to imagine that the latter is also a person who cultivates the physical body.
"It seems that it is still a bit difficult to deal with the Eight-Star Fighter without untying the restraints..." Xiao Yan rubbed his somewhat stuffy chest and suddenly sighed to himself.
Listening to Xiao Yan whispering to himself, He Meng couldn't help but frown, and then sneered.
Sighing and shaking his head, Xiao Yan slowly took off the Xuan Zhong Ruler from behind in front of He Meng, and then threw it aside casually.
"Bang!" Where Xuan Zhong Chi landed, there happened to be a piece of hard rock pressed against it, and this rock, under the terrifying weight of Xuan Zhong Chi, was crushed into powder as expected.
Staring blankly at the white powder, Hemeng's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinholes, and a touch of horror slowly rose in his heart... This guy has been fighting with such a heavy thing on his back?
After taking a deep breath, He Meng looked at the young man again, with a hint of solemnity and horror in his eyes.
Ignoring the change in the other person's eyes, Xiao Yan gently stretched his body. The fighting spirit that surged in his body instantly filled his body with strength.
"Sorry, I used you as a test stone just now." He raised his face, a trace of apology appeared on the handsome face of the young man, and smiled at Hemeng, and then his figure suddenly flashed away.
The shadow in front of him flashed past, and before He Meng Shang could react, the young man's soft voice slowly sounded in his ears.
"It's over, the third commander of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group..."