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Murong Cheng shook his folding fan slightly, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xingyuan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Brother Wang, even if he makes a move, in short, I must win." ”

"Well, since that's the case, you're welcome!" Murong Cheng put away the folding fan with a snap, moved his feet, and rushed towards Wang Xingyuan.

Folding a fan in his hand, like wielding a long sword, Murong Cheng came directly to Wang Xingyuan in front of him, and went straight to Wang Xingyuan's throat, he really wanted to kill with one blow, and he shot ruthlessly.

Smack!

With a muffled sound, Wang Xingyuan made a move to resist, and flicked one finger on the fan bone. Murong Cheng smiled coldly, his fingers twisted, the folding fan suddenly opened, his wrist flipped, and swept towards Wang Xingyuan's neck again.

This folding fan is a spiritual weapon at a glance, every time Murong Cheng makes a move, he has an extremely powerful aura, he seems to be a completely different person, from being jealous of Wang Xingyuan, but at this time he seems to be full of confidence.

"Brush~"

A blood stain appeared on Wang Xingyuan's fair-skinned neck, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, Murong Cheng would have really made him seal his throat with blood splashed five steps, and he would have been isolated from the world from then on.

"What a great fan. ”

Wang Xingyuan's actions made the people around him couldn't help but gasp, Murong Cheng was a disciple of the Flying Star Pavilion, but what he was proficient in was the five elements of yin and yang, and the star dou number technique, who would have thought that his kung fu was so strong.

Everyone thought in their hearts that they had underestimated this person.

Wang Xingyuan's face was gloomy, he touched the blood on his neck, and the next moment he began to change from passive to active, and shot directly. His palm was glowing with black and red qi, and with a wave of his backhand, a palm print instantly went towards the top of Murong Cheng's head.

"Bloody Palm!"

Murong Cheng's complexion changed, he folded the fan, and pointed it directly upward, and clicked it on Wang Xingyuan's palm with a ding, making his sinking palm slam suddenly. However, at this moment, Wang Xingyuan's other hand struck again, and slapped a palm towards Murong Cheng's chest.

The Blood Evil Palm is extremely poisonous, more powerful than the Yin Poison Palm that Su Ying has ever seen, if it is hit, the whole body will be immediately eroded by blood and qi, and after a while, the flesh and bones will melt and turn into a pool of blood.

Murong Cheng didn't dare to be careless, he raised his hand and slapped it towards Wang Xingyuan, the two of them suddenly faced each other, and the blood qi collided with the yellow true qi spewing out of Wang Xingyuan's palm, and suddenly a circle of qi waves was emitted with the two of them as the center.

At the same time, the two of them pedaled backwards.

After stopping his figure, Wang Xingyuan glanced at Murong Cheng with a serious face, and said, "I admit that I underestimated you." ”

"Haha, Brother Wang has won the prize. Murong Cheng laughed in his mouth, but his heart was not easy, Wang Xingyuan's strength was extremely strong and should not be underestimated, although he had been hidden for a long time, he still had to take it seriously.

"In that case, then I won't spare my hand. As soon as Wang Xingyuan's voice fell, his whole body was full of true qi, and the whole person was wrapped in blood.

Murong Cheng's face changed, and he immediately sneered: "Just to see Brother Wang's true strength!"

While speaking, Murong Cheng agreed to fold the fan in his hand, put on a palm posture, and prepared to fight!

Wang Xingyuan was wrapped in blood, like a shield, the air around him was distorted, and he made a puff sound, and the next moment, Wang Xingyuan's whole person jumped up suddenly, and the bloody palm shot again.

Immediately afterward, everyone saw that a huge slap composed of pure blood qi, the size of a water tank, was extraordinary. Go towards Murong Chenggai.

"Defeat me!"

Wang Xingyuan suddenly shouted, and after landing on the ground, he rushed towards Murong Cheng with an arrow step, before the person arrived, the bloody handprint came first, and he was overwhelmed, wanting to slap Murong Cheng to death with one palm!

"Hahaha! Carving insect skills! Break it for me!" Murong Cheng opened his mouth and laughed, the whole person did not retreat but advanced, and smashed out with a punch, and the fist was covered with incomparable qi, and instantly hit the bloody big handprint, and the bloody big handprint was actually smashed by him with one punch!

At the same time, Murong Cheng's body rushed out like a cheetah, flew up directly, and kicked Wang Xingyuan with a muffled bang and lightning kicks. Wang Xingyuan was like a sandbag, he was kicked out more than ten meters away, and when he stood up, he was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

"You are very strong, it turns out that the strongest person among us is you. Pity. Wang Xingyuan's tone sank, and when he said the word pity, he couldn't help but shake his head and continued: "It's a pity, you forgot that I am a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect!"

When Murong Cheng heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, as if he had a premonition that something bad was happening, and sure enough, the next moment everyone saw Wang Xingyuan turn over his palm and take out a thumb-sized bottle, and then tilted his head and poured the liquid in the bottle into his mouth.

This liquid is red and black, and it looks extremely viscous, and as Wang Xingyuan swallowed it in one gulp, his whole face was flushed, and his hair stood up at all, completely turning red.

"Blood-melting magic skill!"

Murong Cheng's face sank, and he said word by word.

"Not bad. Wang Xingyuan slightly calmed down the blood qi in his body that was almost rampant, and said: "Admit defeat, my blood-melting magic skill is enough to support half an hour, and no one here will be my opponent!

Murong Cheng had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, watching Wang Xingyuan come step by step, he was not flustered, he even took out a pitch-black pill, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"Brother Wang, don't say it too early, I'm afraid you have forgotten, I am a disciple of the Flying Star Pavilion!"

Seeing this, Wang Xingyuan's face suddenly changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It turned out to be the Beast Transformation Pill!"

"Not bad!"

Murong Cheng sneered, he fell in one step, the true qi around his body was running, and when the second step fell, everyone felt that a violent aura rushed out of Murong Cheng's body!

When he took the third step, everyone heard that Murong Cheng's limbs and bones were crackling!

When he took the fourth step, something surprising happened, the muscles of his whole body bulged and swelled, and the green tendons and blood vessels on the surface of his skin bloomed at the roots, densely packed and weaved, terrifying and abnormal!

He walked forward to the fifth step, and his physique suddenly rose three inches, the sixth step, one foot higher, and the seventh step, Murong Cheng's body had become three or five people tall.

When the eighth step fell, he was already like a giant, his muscles were full and blooming, like the roots of an old tree, his muscles were knotted, he was powerful, and he was very majestic!

Phew!

His clothes were shattered, his shoes were torn by the wide and thick instep, his forehead was protruding, and his eyes were like fire, like an angry black bear!

This black bear is nearly four meters tall, and its body is so majestic that it is jaw-dropping!

Bang!

Murong Cheng seemed to have finished evolving, stepped on it in one step, and the ground suddenly shook violently, and at the same time, a vigorous force rushed towards Wang Xingyuan not far away, and where he passed, the ground seemed to be deeply plowed over, and a hideous ravine appeared.

At this moment, Murong Cheng only felt that there was an inexhaustible power in his body, and he couldn't wait to explode, and his heart was full of desire to destroy. It seems to be able to move mountains and seas!

With every step he took forward, a huge, trampled cracked footprint appeared on the ground.

At this time, Wang Xingyuan's face finally changed drastically, and he no longer had the same calm as before.

But when it came to the end, he wanted to admit defeat, but it was too late.

I saw Murong Cheng trample on a few times and came directly in front of him, and then the huge palm swept suddenly, and instantly came to Wang Xingyuan's body, with a muffled bang, Wang Xingyuan was swept by Murong Cheng's bear paw, only to feel that his body was about to explode, and his own blood and qi shield also exploded suddenly.

Rumble!

Another punch, this punch fell to the ground, the gravel flew out in all directions, and a huge pit with a radius of more than ten meters appeared on the ground! Before Wang Xingyuan could make a move, he was swept away again by the boundless wave of qi, and his already fallen body flew upside down again, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he landed.

"Bloody! Devour everything!"

Wang Xingyuan quickly turned over and stood up, his hands danced, and the boundless blood qi suddenly condensed into a huge skull, and the skull's facial features spurted blood, and rushed directly towards Murong Cheng.

"I can't help myself!"

Murong Cheng's hideous face grinned a hint of evil, and then with a wave of his arm, the skull was swept to pieces with a click.

"Brother Wang, if you admit defeat here, I can spare your life, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Murong Cheng was condescending, looking at Wang Xingyuan, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Although he took the Beast Transformation Pill, he still had a trace of reason, knowing that Wang Xingyuan was the illegitimate son of the master of the Blood Demon Sect, and if he was killed, I am afraid that he would never have a good life after he went out.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Wang Xingyuan spit out these three words extremely unwillingly, and then retreated from the ring, leaving only the huge Murong Cheng, who roared a few times fiercely, showing his might.