The whole body was covered with gravel and soil stains, and Mr. Meng at this moment was like a corpse from the cemetery.

Mr. Meng's mouth let out bursts of angry sounds, like the roar of a beast, which was terrifying to hear.

A gaze full of murderous intent slammed onto the tyrant.

I can't wait to eat him alive.

"I'm kidding you, what's the hurry. ”

The tyrant was not afraid, and while playing haha, he said, "Big deal, I don't have to throw a stone at you, how about a fight in the open?"

With a bang, Mr. Meng pointed his sword over: "Come on!"

"Okay, here we ......"

A word, the old man who was pulled by the tyrant, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, "Then smash!"

Not good!

Mr. Meng's face changed wildly and he wanted to swim away.

It's a pity that he was still a step too slow, but this time, he was clearly more prepared.

The long sword pointed in the air, and the brilliant sword light that emerged seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

At the same time, another boulder fell with a bang, smashed on the tip of the sword, and with a bang, it exploded inch by inch.

It was like shattered glass, but it was black and ugly.

"What's the use of these dirty little tricks?"

Between the roars of rage, Mr. Meng had already sprinted out, ignoring the gravel.

The long sword in his hand couldn't wait, and he wanted to grind his teeth and suck blood.

Bite!

The four spirit soldiers collided with his long sword, and the air fluctuations that overflowed alone knocked down several large trees.

Each tree is as thick as three people hugging each other!

Mr. Meng's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The strength of these four people is even stronger than he imagined!

"We're here to help you!"

With a coquettish shout, there was a majestic battle intent surging behind him.

Mr. Meng raised his long sword and relied on the reflection on the silver sword to judge the situation behind him.

Four more helpers appeared!

Qin Buxing, monk, white dragon, Lin Ruohan!

"I ......"

Mr. Meng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, almost bursting into a foul mouth, "From the beginning, this is your trap!"

The tyrant smiled and said, "A few of our brothers were almost killed by you with a bomb, and if you deal with you again, of course you have to be careful." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let's go up together and kill him directly!"

The monk shouted angrily, his figure flashed, and three people who were exactly like him appeared beside him.

Heavenly Demon Clone!

Hiss.

Mr. Meng couldn't be quiet any longer, and took a hard breath of cold air.

Counting these clones, he is equivalent to being besieged by eleven people!

And even if the members of the court he brought with him could help, before that, he would probably die in the siege!

After a flash of thought, Mr. Meng decisively relented: "It's too unfair for so many people to beat me, I have the ability, only the four of you, and fight me to the death." ”

The tyrants couldn't help but be stunned.

After a moment, Steel Shield asked funny: "Listen to this, you are very sure of dealing with the four of us?"

"At least that's fair. ”

Mr. Meng was on guard behind him and responded carefully.

"That's fine. ”

Steel Shield waved his hand and smiled at the monk, "The four of us, just play with him, you go and help the boss." ”

In his eyes, there is a strong sense of confidence.

"Okay, Brother Steel Shield, be careful. ”

The monk did not have the slightest doubt about the strength of the steel shield, and rushed straight into the court with his clone.

Qin Buxing, Bai Long, and Lin Ruohan also followed at the same time.

A surging force exploded from it.

Five or six lives were taken in an instant, and even if the members of the court realized it and began to resist, they were suppressed to the death, and it was difficult to form any effective counterattack.

Looking at this scene, Mr. Meng was even more glad in his heart.

Fortunately, he showed weakness and did not be tough with these eight masters, otherwise, he would definitely be the one who died now.

If it's just four......

The corners of Mr. Meng's mouth raised a cold arc.

He believes that he will win and not lose!

"Brothers, it's time for him to see. ”

The Qinggang shield in the hand of the steel shield crossed a green arc, with the smell of death sentence, "Array!"

Formation?

Mr. Meng was stunned, he had never heard of it, and the other party still knew the formation!

With the eagle as the center, the tyrant and Gu Tianyang each formed a wing, and the steel shield guarded at the end, like a vajra lotus platform, becoming the strongest backing behind the three of them.

It was shaped like a three-edged spear!

Almost instantaneously, countless cold sweats broke out on Mr. Meng's body.

Roar!

The four of them suddenly moved, and the sound of the stirring wind made a strange sound.

Mr. Meng didn't dare to be tired in the slightest, and the long sword in his hand buzzed up, and four sword rays were drawn in a row, and with bursts of sword roars, he pushed out horizontally.

This is the most powerful of his swordsmanship!

However, when the next scene appeared, Mr. Meng's whole person was like being struck by thunder.

The four sword rays were like crashing into a flood bell, and they flew in all directions, while the advancing speed of the four steel shields was not affected in the slightest.

The tyrant and Gu Tianyang, one left and one right, formed a flank attack.

It's like catching a swimming fish, and it comes out of nowhere.

Bang!

Burst!

Mr. Meng's left shoulder was tightly clasped by the tyrant's frost dragon fist, while his right shoulder was pierced by Gu Tianyang's sword that cut the river.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape.

"Oops!"

Mr. Meng suddenly realized that his chest was completely exposed in front of the owl and the steel shield.

Sure enough, the next blow came.

In the hand of Xiao Ying, there is a white-fanged sword, the sword roars into the sky, and with the heavy breathing sound under the "Thousand Stars Breathing Method", it is simply a magic sound that penetrates the soul, directly shaking Mr. Meng's mind.

Laugh at!

The white fang sword pierced directly into Mr. Meng's chest, this sword stabbed so fast that it didn't even touch the slightest blood, and the blazing white sword body rushed out directly behind Mr. Meng.

"Forget it, I originally wanted to make up another shield, but now it seems that I don't need to make up for it. ”

The steel shield suddenly put away the Qinggang shield and fell to the ground.

The actual combat power of "Xingtian Array" was far more terrifying than he imagined, and before he could make a move, Mr. Meng was defeated.

In a moment, the brothers all returned.

There was excitement on his face at the same time.

This is just a small test of "Xingtian Array", but it shows them that a reincarnation team has grown up unprecedentedly!

"Poof!"

Mr. Meng was seriously injured, and although he did not die, he was not far away.

At this moment, the tyrant suddenly turned his head.

stared at him funny: "Tell me, obviously you only have the ability to fight one and two, but you want to play one and four, now it's okay, the three of us will make a move, and we will win you, or listen to me, this is a man...... You can't be too embarrassed. ”

"You, you ......"

Even after saying two words about you, Mr. Meng couldn't scold the swear words, and the blood in his chest had flowed clean.

Completely dead.