Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four: The raging flames, Meng Tian slashes the North Palace with blood!
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"Then come on!"
Meng Tian didn't say any more. He understood Bei Gongyu's mood at this moment very well. He knew that no matter how much he said, it would only be a waste of time and disrespect for a strong martial artist.
Immediately his expression darkened, his muscles and bones rang together, and his whole body seemed to have resonated with Bei Gongyu's resonance. The same terrifying blood-colored energy suddenly burst out. In an instant, the entire grassland was filled with blood energy, and evil energy surged into the sky.
Bei Gongyu raised his head and looked at Meng Tian, who was in the same posture as himself, with the corners of his mouth curled up, tainted with a touch of madness.
Suddenly his figure moved, he raised the scimitar in his hand, and instantly attacked Meng Tian.
The footsteps flickered, the blade curved, and in a blink of an eye, Bei Gongyu's scimitar struck Meng Tian in front of Meng Tian's eyes with a brilliant cold light.
Meng Tian's expression was solemn, his figure swayed, and he swerved to the left to avoid Bei Gongyu's scimitar. With a leap of his feet, the sword flew up, and slashed hard towards Bei Gongyu's chest with the cold sword light.
The speed was so incredible that in the eyes of others, it was like a dodge in the air. Meng Tian not only dodged Bei Gongyu's scimitar attack, but also raised the sword in his hand and launched the fastest counterattack.
Bei Gongyu's expression was indifferent, not even looking at Meng Tian's sword that was about to swipe across his chest. The scimitar turned around and drew a coquettish arc in the void, striking hard towards the center of Meng Tian's sword.
Meng Tian's expression changed, and for the first time he felt that the battle situation was out of his control. Bei Gongyu's sword was completely unlike something that could be struck by someone who had never fought against an expert of the same level before.
His thoughts were flashing, and he didn't dare to hesitate. The sword quickly returned to help, blocking Bei Gongyu's scimitar, and the offensive came to a halt.
"snort!"
Bei Gongyu smiled coldly, with a hint of bloodthirsty in his crazy expression. His scimitar flew, one after another, and continued to attack Meng Tian as if he had transformed into countless phantoms.
Meng Tian's expression was calm, his feet kept jumping, staring closely at Bei Gongyu's crazy eyes, and blocked Bei Gongyu's scimitar with one knife after another.
"Dangdangdang..."
The swords roared, gold and iron exchanged, and in the blink of an eye the two of them exchanged blows for more than a hundred times like a violent storm.
Meng Tian's expression became more and more relaxed. He had already seen that Bei Gongyu was at the end of his strength. The previous successive battles, especially the one that just fell into the flames, had caused far more damage to Bei Gongyu.
It was more serious than he thought.
Although it seemed that he still had a slight upper hand at this time, the gap between the swords was getting bigger and bigger every time.
So Meng Tian is not anxious at all, because he knows that as long as this continues, Bei Gongyu will sooner or later run out of gas and fall before him, not to mention...
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Meng Tian's mouth. Just when Bei Gongyu's scimitar was blocked by him, the blood-colored Gang Qi suddenly burst out.
Bei Gongyu's expression suddenly trembled. Just as he was about to retreat, a trace of bloodlust flashed in Meng Tian's eyes. He reversed his wrist and the Hundred Refined War Sword suddenly drew a strange arc in the void, stabbing straight towards
Bei Gongyu's heart was struck with a strange and swift sword, which made Bei Gongyu's expression darken. He knew that it was impossible for him to resolve this move. With a fierce look on his face, Bei Gongyu simply pounced forward with all his strength.
"puff!"
The blade penetrated the flesh and blood and penetrated the back of the bone.
However, Bei Gongyu's rush finally escaped Meng Tian's knife blade that was originally going to pierce his heart. He stepped hard and the Gang Qi exploded. Bei Gong Yu took advantage of Meng Tian's moment of distraction and punched out with blood-colored Gang Qi.
He boldly knocked Meng Tian away.
"Wow!"
Flying upside down for tens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of hot blood, Meng Tian squatted on the ground and tightly grasped the sword pulled out from Bei Gongyu's body. He stared at Bei Gongyu with his eyes fixed on Bei Gongyu.
Good luck, you are so brave to fight every time!"
"hehe!"
Bei Gongyu looked crazy, vomiting out blood, but he was laughing loudly, "Okay, he is indeed the first general I have encountered, come again!"
"Hmph!" Meng Tian ignored him at all. His bloody sword and blood-stained armor flew wildly, and the gang energy in his body suddenly exploded. He spun around, like a bolt of lightning, and attacked again.
"Go to hell!"
As Meng Tian attacked again, Bei Gongyu's eyes were also staring at him. Just when the two were about to hand over, his blood-colored energy suddenly burst out, and the scimitar in his hand seemed to turn into a spear, straight
Thrust forward.
"Um!"
Meng Tian was shocked and hid to the side without even thinking about it.
"die!"
Bei Gongyu's figure reappeared, his eyes trembled, and the scimitar in his hand once again drew a ray of cold light, slashing straight towards Meng Tian's chest. However, this time Meng Tian was already prepared, and his body shape changed.
So he avoided it.
As Meng Tian evaded, Bei Gongyu, who had exploded one after another, suddenly collapsed, holding the scimitar tightly with both hands, panting heavily and looking at Meng Tian, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
He knew that he had reached his limit, but the last two sudden attacks still failed to bring Meng Tian to hell with him.
"It seems that you are dying. It's a pity that you still couldn't take me to hell with you. Bei Gongyu, I remember you. Goodbye!" Meng Tian escaped Bei Gongyu's offensive and just
When he was about to counterattack, he saw Bei Gongyu's posture, and understood instantly in his heart. He immediately condensed his expression, raised his sword, and said to Bei Gongyu in a deep voice.
"hehe!"
Bei Gongyu slowly raised his head, his crazy expression gradually turned gloomy, he spat out the blood in his mouth, and said with a low smile, "Mengtian, I'm not dead yet, come on, can I die today?"
Even under your sword, my martial arts path, Bei Gongyu’s, will not be in vain!”
"Okay, I'll send you on my last journey!" A cold light flashed in Meng Tian's eyes, and his aura exploded, turning into a bolt of lightning, and he was in front of Bei Gongyu in the blink of an eye.
Bei Gongyu flew back, desperately squeezing his own Gang Qi potential, and then raised the scimitar in his hand, slashing at Meng Tian one after another.
Gold and iron exchanged, and the figures of the two people continued to intersect and flicker.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the collision of Gang Qi shook the whole world.
"End it!"
During the fierce battle, Meng Tian roared loudly, and the sword in his hand suddenly transformed into countless blades of light, ruthlessly tearing open the void with unparalleled momentum, and then slashed towards Beigong Yu with the force of Mount Tai.
With a loud sound of "Dang!", Meng Tian's sword struck directly on Bei Gongyu's scimitar, and with unparalleled authority, he directly knocked Bei Gongyu away hundreds of meters, raising countless
