"Just him?" Meng Chuan pointed to the second prince of the martial arts family on the ground, and immediately smiled: "You can't help but underestimate our Huaxia, right?"

When the second prince heard this, he was ashamed and angry, and almost gritted his teeth.

He has also been in the Feather Realm for many years, and although he thinks that he is not as good as Jiang Lude's old monster, but in the Feather Realm, the Ordinary Holy Son is definitely not his opponent, even if he claims to be the first person in Huaxia, it is understandable.

And now Meng Chuan actually questioned his identity as the first person in Huaxia in such a disdainful tone, how could he not be angry.

But it's useless to be angry, his longevity and blood are sucked up, and he is no different from an old man in his last years.

If it weren't for the fact that he had martial arts blood in his body, and his physique had been hammered and beaten since he was a child, the shackles he wore on his body would have already crushed his body.

Now that he can't move, how can he have the ability to argue with Meng Chuan?

"I don't care what kind of person you are, no matter who you are, don't even think about leaving here today. I'm going to make you all my delicacy and help me ascend to the position of quasi-king. The Bloodline licked his tongue and smiled sinisterly.

"Remember, the man who killed you was the Duke of Crimson Castle, Ogura. ”

After Duke Ogholas finished speaking, a group of bats formed by blood condensed appeared in the air, dark red covered the sky, and there were countless bats.

These bats can suck a psychic into a dry corpse in a few breaths, replenishing Ogura's blood, and the feathering powers are difficult to deal with.

Because he no longer needs to hide his identity and start his hunting act directly, his spells are no longer as timid as before, but are full of firepower, and the power is completely different from before.

The division of strength in the European continent does not seem to have the feathering power and the psychic person, but this Nikolai's strength is definitely stable above the feathering realm, and even the old feathering power Ma Bowen, who came to the tomb of the human emperor on this trip, fights against him, and it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose.

These tens of thousands of blood bats flew over in the sky, and Meng Chuan didn't seem to see it, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

"Brother Meng, be careful!" Yan Xiaohan exclaimed in a hurry, but in the next second, she found that her worries were a little redundant.

Because although Meng Chuan didn't seem to move, the blood qi rising beside him had already flown out a few wisps, as if harvesting human lives

smashes all those bats like a scythe.

"This is your Bloodline's magic? ”

Meng Chuan shook his head in disappointment and took a step under his feet.

Just this step, the distance between the two people disappeared in an instant, and Meng Chuan had already come to Ogura.

Agoura's pupils constricted, and his body began to retreat rapidly.

But Meng Chuan was almost like a shadow, and the distance between him and him did not increase or decrease.

"Doesn't it mean that your blood's body is as hard as a diamond, and it is almost impossible to hurt other than to restrain your silverware?

Meng Chuan said jokingly, and at the same time, his right hand was as fast as lightning, and he slammed towards Ogula's face.

Unable to avoid it, Ogholas took the slap and flew out with his body tilted, half of his face being smashed.

After he stabilized his body in the air, he landed steadily, and when he touched his face, his eyes suddenly became terrifyingly cold.

"You dare to bleed the people of the Blood, do you know what that means?"

Ogura didn't seem to feel the pain, he wiped the blood from the side of his face without expression, and said lightly: "It means that you will bear the consequences that you can't afford." ”

Every pore on Ogura's body was exuding Dao blood qi outward, slowly wrapping his body, making it impossible to figure out his path.

It seems that he has opened some kind of secret method of the blood clan, allowing his body to continue to climb and reach an unprecedented height.

In the next second, Ogula was pulled.

His huge figure flew towards Meng Chuan, dragging a long afterimage behind him, as well as the blood qi that had condensed into substance.

Agoura's speed was more than five times more agile than before, and it felt like although he could catch his movements, but in the face of his surging attack, it seemed that there was no time to react.

The blood clan of the European continent has been famous for a long time, and they not only know some blood-based techniques, but they are not weaker than others in hand-to-hand combat.

Even if it is a race like the Werewolf Clan, which is known for its strength, the Blood Clan dares to fight hand-to-hand with it.

At least in the eyes of the second prince of the martial arts, even if he was at his peak, he didn't have such a heavy shackle on his body, and in the face of Ogula rushing so violently, I am afraid it would be difficult to deal with.

Ogura came to Meng Chuan in a blink of an eye, his limbs crossed an arc, and his body crossed Meng Chuan's side at an extremely unreasonable and strange angle, and at the same time, his right hand, which was condensed with Dao Dao blood light, also grabbed Meng Chuan's ribs.

"Sting!"

Agoura moved quickly, and five sharp nails were inserted into Meng Chuan's clothes, tearing the fabric in an instant.

But when he slashed through Meng Chuan's skin, firelight burst out, leaving only a few white marks on Meng Chuan's body.

Ogula couldn't help but gasp, because he knew that this hand could be easily torn apart even if it was a tank, how could it be that the other party was not hurt even a single hair?

He still didn't believe in evil, and his other hand once again condensed the crimson light of the Dao, stabbing at Meng Chuan's back erection neck like a sharp blade, trying to cut off Meng Chuan's spine.

However, this red light flashed, and before it touched Meng Chuan, it was already firmly grasped by a big hand.

"The power of your bloodline, I am really disappointed. ”

Meng Chuan used a little force in his hand, and immediately dragged Ogura's body through an arc in the air, and fell to the ground again.

"Boom ......"

Even the reinforced ground collapsed with this blow, billowing smoke and dust rising from the ground, and the earth trembled violently.

Ogula coughed up blood, and when he felt his wrist let go by Meng Chuan, he slammed the ground, and the whole person slid out of the ground again in an incredible posture, and then stood firm.

The two fought against each other in close combat, and it was obvious that Ogura was defeated, but he couldn't understand how he could lose.

Suddenly, Agoura suddenly opened his mouth, he moved away from Meng Chuan's side, and said unsteadily: "I know, you should have crossed through the area next door, so the weight on your body is very light." ”

"And I span three areas, and the weight on my body has already reached the level of 100 million tons, and I will definitely suffer some losses in close combat with you. ”

Meng Chuan couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard it, can the level of 100 million tons be used as an excuse for losing?

I crossed five areas, and the weight on my body has reached 10 billion tons, which is a hundred times that of the other party, and it should be myself who suffers when I fight.

However, Meng Chuan didn't bother to argue with Ogura, no matter how heavy the shackles he carried, winning or losing was king.