While Meng Fan charged forward, Ding Meng also jumped up. This time, he did not use the sword stunt, but also kicked directly. This was his usual idea - to fight head-on!
"Bang----"
The two went foot to foot, but this time it was Meng Fan who suffered the loss, as he was knocked away by Ding Meng's kick.
Halfway through the flight, Ding Meng's figure suddenly appeared on his right wing, and his sword fell down like lightning.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and the hand knife cut Meng Fan's cheek. His upper and lower jaws were immediately dislocated, and the man rolled far away on the bridge like a dead dog.
Ding Meng didn't pursue him either. He looked at the other party with a strange look.
Meng Fan was fine after suffering such a heavy blow. He stood up slowly, pinched his upper and lower osprey with his hands and squeezed hard. His jaw returned to normal with a "click" sound. He shook his head again to make sure that he was fine.
"Boy, you are very good. You succeeded in making me angry!" Meng Fan showed a sinister smile on his lips.
He raised his hands on the spot and suddenly made a hug gesture. Strong light appeared on the bridge, and a pair of golden steel claws immediately appeared out of thin air. The claws were at least thirty meters long, with white star dots shining all over their bodies.
It came diagonally in a manner of fighting from left to right.
Ding Meng has seen many stunts that use the source of energy, but among the masters he has seen, Meng Fan is definitely the first person who can use the source of energy to this extent.
First of all, judging from the breath, the temperature of these pair of source claws is no less than 100,000 degrees, which shows the depth of Meng Fan's thermal knowledge; secondly, the shining white spots on the claws vaguely have the breath of "Wall of Holy Glory", which can be seen from this
There must be a rigid body behind the claws; and the direction of the attack seems to be grabbing but not grabbing, pinching but not pinching, teasing but not teasing, it is very difficult to judge the direction of the attack.
Ding Meng tiptoed slightly and stepped back lightly. This was also the most prudent approach.
But this retreat was a bad thing, Meng Fan miraculously appeared behind him, and Ding Meng felt a chill coming from behind without even turning around.
While retreating, Ding Meng suddenly fell forward, lying on the ground and sliding down from Meng Fan's crotch. Such a dodge was unexpected, but even so, when Ding Meng stood up, his telepathic vision found his
The back was a mess of blood and flesh, and there were actually two rows of diagonal claw marks, a total of six blood marks, which were clearly caused by sharp weapons.
Looking up again, a pair of gleaming steel claws popped out from the back of Meng Fan's hand. It turned out that the real sharp weapon was hidden in his sleeves.
Ding Meng also showed a surprised expression. His body was well tempered, but he didn't expect that the other party's weapons could actually hurt him. He really couldn't be careless this time.
Ding Meng stretched out his right hand and spread his palm. The mirror on his belt "clicked" and deformed, and finally turned into a diamond-shaped sword in his hand.
Meng Fan laughed again: "It's getting more and more interesting. I haven't met such a satisfactory opponent for a long time."
After saying that, he flashed towards Ding Meng again. The speed of people at their level was almost all pseudo-light speed, so fast that your eyes couldn't keep up with it. Of course, it was different in their respective fields of vision.
In Meng Fan's eyes, Ding Meng didn't even move at all, he just stood quietly holding the big sword in his hand. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that his source energy had been activated and his rigid system confinement martial arts had been used. As long as he was in
A force field can be formed within a range of twenty meters to completely nail Ding Meng. If Ding Meng doesn't get out of the way, he will definitely die.
100 meters, 80 meters, 60 meters, 40 meters, 20 meters... The golden polygonal prism force field has been formed, and Ding Meng looked like he was frozen in the ice.
Meng Fan was so ecstatic that he raised his claws and reached over.
It's still the same principle. Whoever makes the first move between these two people will suffer a big loss, because they both play against the rules.
As soon as the steel claw was raised, Meng Fan suddenly noticed that the aura on Ding Meng's body surged like a flood, and his whole body seemed to be ignited by white flames. He was obviously waiting for him to get closer and was preparing to attack suddenly.
not good!
Meng Fan subconsciously crossed his claws on his chest to protect him!
On the bridge, Meng Fan was originally diving and Ding Meng was standing still. But the next second, the scene changed to Meng Fan standing still and Ding Meng was recoiling, passing directly through his body.
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At that moment, the blue sword light seemed to brighten the entire void, but it flashed for just a short moment and disappeared immediately. Ding Meng held the sword in both hands and remained motionless in a horizontal position.
Three seconds later, half of Meng Fan's body fell to the ground, and the other half was still standing, just because he was cut in half by Ding Meng's sword. This sword was fast, accurate, and extremely cruel.
, Meng Fan's so-called force fields, skills, and realms are of no use at all. Everything is just a cloud in the face of absolute hard power.
However, the body did not bleed. Instead, a large amount of black smoke spewed out from the incision. The black smoke gathered in the air and merged. After a long time, Mengfan returned to his original state. He walked out of the black mist with a big smile.
: "Hahahahaha, you can't believe that I'm alive again."
Ding Meng was not surprised at all by this. He felt that the aura on Meng Fan's body was abnormal when the other party entered the bridge.
"You are a demon!" Ding Meng's expression seemed very calm.
Meng Fan was a little surprised: "Wow, you really know a lot."
Ding Meng stared at his black windbreaker: "This is a demon cloak. Otherwise, you would have died just now."
Meng Fan laughed crazily again: "Hahahahaha, are you scared? I've told you a long time ago that you won't live long at all. I admit that your strength is good enough, but in the face of absolute high-level power, you will never live long.
You can’t even kill me…”
Ding Meng had a sullen face and said nothing. His Qilin Arm was slowly ignited, and the divine light wristband on his hand was activated with a "swish" sound. The bright white pupils slowly formed, and then turned into a light thorn form with a "swish" sound.
This is the divine light dagger.
Meng Fan's laughter stopped suddenly, and his eyes became frightened. At this moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Miao Xing warrior?"
Ding Meng said calmly: "It's good that you know!"
Meng Fan lost his voice again and said: "You are actually a God of War level Miao Xing warrior!"
In his perception and vision, Ding Meng's whole body was ignited by the five-color source power flames, and the pressure of his aura made his breathing stagnate. This was a sign that the source energy index had exceeded the 10 billion mark.
10 billion, 10 billion, I didn’t expect someone to break through this natural chasm!
Of course, this is also his misunderstanding. Ding Meng's diamond form at the first three origins is now operating at its limit, and the source energy index has exceeded 10.58 billion points. From an index point of view, this is indeed a God of War level, but from a martial arts level
From the perspective of the secret book, it is actually the same as the War Saint. If there is any difference, it is that this kind of source energy is a terrifying existence of crushing level.
Meng Fan gritted his teeth, flicked his cloak with his backhand, and the demon cloak spun towards the opponent like a steel plate. Then his whole body cracked with a "bang", transforming into a black dragon and following closely behind.
He is smart and knows that the Miao Xing warrior is not an ordinary person, and his strength is so arrogant. How can he defeat the opponent with conventional martial arts? So he uses a big move as soon as he comes up - Demon Cloak and Black Dragon Wave, it doesn't matter whether you are a Miao Xing warrior or Yuan Li.
God of War, there is only one outcome: die for labor!
I think Ding Meng suffered a big loss from this demonic martial arts in the hands of Sheng Tianfeng, but now he has leapt a lot, how can he fall twice in the same place?
Ding Meng sent out with a backhand palm, and a giant light curtain immediately erected in the center of the bridge. This was of course not the kind of light curtain formed by the light brain, but the curtain of holy light created by the "Wings of Light" from the air, like a stream of water flowing down.
The three-thousand-foot waterfall pours down countless streams of pure white light.
As soon as the demon cloak hit it, it was like mud smashed into the lake, and instantly turned into nothingness.
When the roaring demonic dragon swam towards him with its fangs and claws open, the divine light boots on Ding Meng's feet were also activated. The divine light dagger was charged with energy by the boots and instantly turned into a super giant holy sword. The sword was even as big as
The bridge is almost done.
The holy light shone everywhere, and the entire void was as bright as day.
The tip of the holy sword hit the demon dragon's head. Facing this terrifying power, the demon dragon could not move forward at all. The majestic roar immediately turned into a shrill wail, and the dragon's body was purified bit by bit by the divine light energy.
With a "plop", Meng Fan's true body fell onto the bridge.
But the holy screen created by "Wings of Light" did not disappear. Ding Meng and his sword transformed into a galaxy-like stream of light that passed through the holy screen and passed through Meng Fan's body again. Meng Fan let out an extremely terrifying sound.
scream.
After a while, the bridge returned to silence.
In just a short moment, all the divine light forms and demonic energy disappeared one after another. Meng Fan paralyzed on the ground helplessly, and Ding Meng's feet were already standing in front of him.
Meng Fan raised his head in horror: "You...what did you do to me?"
Ding Meng said calmly: "As a member of the human race, you are willing to be the lackey of the demon clan. I have purified the demon clan energy from your body."
Meng Fan sneered disdainfully: "Are you better than me? You are also a member of the human race, and you have also become a lackey of the gods."
Ding Meng didn't want to have a verbal dispute with him: "How did you Black Handprint know this place?"
Meng Fan smiled: "Want to know? Kneel down and beg me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out another wail like a slaughtering pig. A ruthless person like Ding Meng would not talk nonsense to you. He cut off Meng Fan's left arm with a sword.
After Meng Fan's demonic energy was purified by the divine light energy, his aura had dropped to the level of a warrior. A warrior might still be that way in the eyes of others, but he was not even qualified to pose a threat in front of Ding Meng.
Meng Fan let out bursts of miserable laughter: "It's really sad, you didn't even understand the whole thing. This is the first time I've been threatened by such a person, ah——————"
He suddenly howled in pain again, and Ding Meng immediately removed his right leg. Let's see how long you can hold on.
Meng Fan finally showed an expression of extreme anger. He had already seen that this boy was definitely not a kind person. He would kill and slaughter as he pleased and would not give you any room for negotiation.
With a "click", Meng Fan suddenly gritted his teeth: "Hey, hey, you should think about it slowly, labor and management are on the road!"
