Immediately, he looked back and saw that the place where Meng Chuan was originally standing had been trampled out of a deep pit by the thousand-year-old god yak, and he couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

"It's over! It's completely over now! The thousand-year-old demon's blow is too terrifying, Meng Chuan chooses to take it hard, where is there any reason to survive?!"

The blow of the thousand-year-old god yak also swept away the ice and snow and weapons within a radius of several miles, and with Shi Man's eyesight, he could naturally clearly see the scene in the deep pit.

Just when Shi Man was desperate in his heart, he suddenly found that the giant hooves of the thousand-year-old god yak moved slightly, and then it seemed to be slowly lifted by something!

"This ...... This...... Wouldn't this be!?" Shi Man was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Because he could see that under the huge hoof, there was actually a person who supported the sky with one hand and slowly lifted the giant hooves of the god yak!

I don't know how much the rock at Meng Chuan's feet has collapsed, but he still didn't even bend his waist, and he forcibly caught the hoof of the thousand-year-old god yak!

Meng Chuan slowly raised the giant hooves of the divine yak with one hand, and couldn't help sneering: "You beast, your strength is really great, and you are worthy of being a divine beast in Tibet." “

"However, if I compare my strength, I may not be afraid of you!" Meng Chuan said, his blood rose again, and then Meng Chuan shouted, and he actually pushed back the giant hooves of the thousand-year-old god yak!

"Moo!"

The thousand-year-old god yak roared, and sound waves rippled in the air, so that the clouds in the sky could not converge at all.

The cracked cloud curtain seemed to form a natural gladiatorial arena, framing himself and Meng Chuan.

Under Meng Chuan's push, he pushed the thousand-year-old god yak the size of the mountain range to take a step back.

Immediately, the earth was trampled by the sacred yak, and it trembled violently.

Meng Chuan was covered in a hundred blood qi, held the breaking formation in his hand, and rose to the same height as the huge head of the thousand-year-old god yak.

Although this person is a cow and the difference in size is huge, Meng Chuan is not inferior in momentum.

The two car-sized eyes of the Millennium God Yak glowed faintly, and he stared at Meng Chuan, who was like an ant in front of him, and felt as if he had been provoked.

"Moo!"

The thousand-year-old god yak roared again

sound, and with a flick of his head, the huge horns were pushed towards Meng Chuan.

The thick heavens and the earth converged wildly, pressing the air to begin to twist, and the explosion of the air squeezing was like thunder rumbling.

Ordinary god yaks can still break a hill and open the mountain.

What is the power of the horn of this thousand-year-old god yak?

Unthinkable!

Even if it's a nuclear explosion, that's it.

This is the power of the Psychics!

Meng Chuan didn't dare to underestimate it, and in the face of the horns that collided with him, he immediately raised the broken formation and went up.

The breaking formation is extremely sharp, if it is injected with blood and qi, it may be possible to penetrate the horns of the thousand-year-old god yak with a small and large one.

The tip of the spear that broke the formation carried Meng Chuan's blood and qi, and it was pressed together with the horns.

Before the two collided, the air in the middle had already turned into countless wind blades and exploded, due to the aftermath formed by the two powerful forces squeezing each other.

This kind of residual power alone is enough to strangle the Grandmaster!

"Buzz!"

The two finally collided, and the fierce winds continued to explode, and the ground thousands of meters away from the place where the two fought was also blown out of bottomless ravines by the wind, which shows how terrifying the power of one person and one cow is!

However, this balance only lasted for a moment, and Meng Chuan found that the breaking array in his hand could no longer support the blood qi he had injected, and began to crumble.

This breaking formation is already considered an excellent soldier among the grandmasters, but if it rises to the level of battle between psychics, it is obviously a little insufficient.

The blow of the thousand-year-old god yak was enough to crack the earth, and if Meng Chuan didn't mobilize a strong enough blood qi, he would not be able to match it.

And the breaking formation was not tenacious, and it couldn't support Meng Chuan to mobilize such a powerful blood qi at all, so in just a moment, it was covered with cracks all over its body.

"Looks like it's time for this soldier to be eliminated. Meng Chuan couldn't help but shake his head, without any regret, and more powerful blood and qi continued to gush out.

"Bang!"

Finally, the broken formation couldn't hold on and exploded directly.

Under the tremendous force of the stalemate of one person and one cow, the fragments of the broken formation also exploded together, smashing into all parts of the Tianchi Forbidden Land.

Each piece was the size of a fingernail, but it smashed to the ground

However, it can form a deep crater with a diameter of several tens of meters, which is even better than the power of ordinary artillery shells.

The broken array shattered, but the horns of the thousand-year-old god yak were not damaged at all, and continued to move forward towards Meng Chuan.

Shi Man saw that Meng Chuan's soldiers had been destroyed, and he suddenly turned pale when he still had a glimmer of hope.

However, the scene that appeared in the next scene shocked him again.

When the horns of the thousand-year-old god yak crashed into Meng Chuan, Meng Chuan didn't even use the soldiers, he slapped his right palm directly, and a bang exploded, and where the palm collided with the horns, a wave that made the space a little distorted again.

Originally, it seemed that there was a huge disparity in power, but the final result was that the divine yak took a step back and fell behind.

What a power!

"Hehe, you just have this little strength, it's not enough, if a thousand-year-old demon who has not transformed is not as strong as my hand, you are not even qualified to be a piece of meat on my dinner table!" Meng Chuan shook his head, his face full of disappointment.

Although this thousand-year-old god yak has not been transformed, how can a big demon of this level not understand human words?

Meng Chuan's words undoubtedly angered it, and those eyes glowing with green light turned faintly red.

Immediately, it ploughed the ground with its hind feet, and with a boost, it headed towards Meng Chuan again.

Although this thousand-year-old god yak is huge, its speed is indeed not slow.

Meng Chuan can indeed avoid its edge, but in this way, it will lose some fun, Meng Chuan simply met it head-on and fought hard with the horns of this god yak.

"Boom!"

A punch fell, one person and one cow, and no one took half a step back.

"Now it's a little interesting, go on!" Meng Chuan laughed loudly, turned around and fell from the air, and smashed down on the head of a cow the size of a mountain, and the blood and qi of the Dao Dao fell like a waterfall, all pouring on the top of the head of the thousand-year-old god yak.

The top of the head of the thousand-year-old god yak was originally covered with snow and moss, but under this foot, all those debris were blasted out, revealing the black hair of the thousand-year-old god yak itself.

Although the thousand-year-old god yak was not injured because of its rough skin and thick meat, Meng Chuan's kick also made it painful.

Its eyes were even more red, and then it turned around, and its two hind hooves flew into the air and kicked towards Meng Chuan.