In Liu Mang's opinion, no matter how powerful Han Qiushui is, it is just the strength of the middle grade of the Holy Realm, and it is impossible for him to be his opponent at all, and now is the time to beat Han Qiushui. Eight?? One? Chinese Network ?.

Clenched his fists, Liu Mang strode towards Han Qiushui, staring at him like a mouse, "Didn't you say that you were going to slaughter me, you were going to rape all my women, I want to see if you have that strength, whether you are awesome or pretending!" ”

Han Qiushui had already come down from the stone wall, always on guard against Liu Mang.

Originally, he thought that it was very easy to clean up Liu Mang, but now, it is completely bottomless.

Liu Mang's dragon god possession was not exhausted, and his fists were still so fierce, it was really unthinkable.

This guy looks unfathomable, Han Qiushui doesn't have a headache, but he is not too afraid, it is estimated that Liu Mang only has a little strength to spare, and he can't hold on a few times: "Then I'm welcome, let's die!" ”

Han Qiushui rushed towards Liu Mang again, and hit Liu Mang with a few dragon god punches in turn, one punch after another, and slammed into Liu Mang's body with a fierce attack, wanting to use the dragon god fist to kill Liu Mang in a short time with a stormy attack.

Liu Mang sighed, his body was on his side, the left side was forward and the right side was back, he clenched his fists and punched out, shattering Han Qiushui's fist, and the two of them approached together, each of them punching quickly.

Liu Mang and Han Qiushui's speed was like lightning, and they hit twenty or thirty punches in an instant.

In terms of strength, Han Qiushui, who opened the possession of the dragon, was better than Liu Mang, and he couldn't stop beating Liu Mang back.

It's a pity that although he seems to have the upper hand, he can't break through Liu Mang's defense at all, and every punch is taken by Liu Mang.

Han Qiushui thought that Liu Mang was just pretending just now, punching with the last internal qi he participated in, trying to scare himself, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

Although Liu Mang retreated vigorously, he was not in a hurry at all, although Han Qiushui seemed to be a little stronger, but now he was in a state of anger, and his head was not calm at all, so it was easy to give him a chance.

One second, two seconds...... In just ten seconds, the two of them have each blasted out more than 100 punches, without any fancy at all, the collision of strength and power, the internal qi that vented out, and the flying fists punched out of the surrounding ground, and the stone walls not far away were even more affected, and the gravel kept falling.

Dozens of meters away, the three elders of the Dragon Alliance were staring at the two people in the scuffle.

Liu Mang and Han Qiushui's mastery is dragon theology, and now they are also fighting with the dragon god technique, the three elders of the Dragon Alliance, I haven't seen such a strong young generation fighting for a long time.

Ma Bohua said: "Liu Mang is more than ten years younger than the young master, his strength is so strong, he can be on par with the young master, he is really talented, a genius, a genius." ”

Kun Baitong said: "Yes, if he is the same age as the young master, it is estimated that the young master will only be beaten." You see, what will happen to the two of them? ”

Feng Qiu said, "Although the young master seems to have the upper hand, his breath is already chaotic, looking at Liu Shao in turn, he is as steady as a rock, and he seems to have spare strength, the young master is afraid that he is hanging." ”

Liu Mang fought with Han Qiushui vigorously, and he didn't know how many punches he threw in a short time, and after another punch, he suddenly dodged to the side, dodged Han Qiushui's punch, and hit Han Qiushui's stomach with a punch.

Liu Mang was completely merciless, and unleashed the Quadruple Dragon God Fist, and the violent flame power came out of the fist, turned into the Vulcan Fist, and hit Han Qiushui's stomach.

Han Qiushui was punched, and suddenly flew upside down, smashed on the cliff, and knocked the cliff into a pit with a diameter of nearly ten meters and a depth of four meters, and the whole person was embedded in it.

Liu Mang knew very well the power of his fist, such a domineering punch hit Han Qiushui, it stands to reason that he should be beaten to death with one fist, and the flame will burn him to ashes.

But hell, Han Qiushui wasn't dead yet, and his body wasn't burned, his body was covered with a layer of weird black things, as if he had turned into a black man.

The paint-like layer rushed to his mouth, pouring in through his mouth.

In the next second, the temperament on Han Qiushui's body suddenly changed, becoming cold and violent, and that feeling was like devouring some evil thing.

Han Qiushui roared arrogantly: "I really didn't expect you to have such strength, I really underestimated you." It's no wonder that you dare to argue with me Han Qiushui, but it's a pity that the opponent you met is me Han Qiushui, even if you are extremely talented, you must die here today! ”

Suddenly, Han Qiushui looked in pain, one hand pressed the position of his heart, his whole body was shaking, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, which was extremely painful.

Ma Bohua sighed, "Possessed by evil spirits, young master, you still haven't held back after all, why bother!" ”

Liu Mang said to Han Qiushui: "I don't care if you are possessed by an evil spirit or a cuckold god, don't pretend to be forced here, come over if you have a seed, and see who will die!" ”

"Ah......" Han Qiushui looked up to the sky and roared, the color of pain was gone, he jumped up violently, and the whole person turned into three black sharp arrows and shot at Liu Mang.

Liu Mang stepped back quickly, and shot a Vulcan fist against the sharp arrow.

Of the three sharp arrows that Han Qiushui turned into, two of them shot at him from left and right bypassing the fist, and the other collided with the fist, easily piercing the fist, and the three sharp arrows were still shot at Liu Mang.

The Vulcan Fist turned out to be useless, Liu Mangxun hit a Yan Dragon kill, and the furious Yan Dragon circled around Liu, blocking all three sharp arrows.

Three sharp arrows as black as ink conjured up three Han Qiushui's figures in the void, completely surrounding Liu Mang in a zigzag shape, and after landing on the ground, black clouds appeared under the feet of the three Han Qiushui's clones, surging towards each other, forming a triangular formation, trapping Liu Mang and Yanlong inside.

Yan Long's strength was extremely domineering, but no matter how much he kept colliding, he was blocked back by Han Qiushui's formation black cloud, and there was no way to rush out at all, and it was finally extinguished.

Han Qiushui not only trapped Liu Mang, but also released a thick black gas, like a huge chimney, and a thick black gas gushed out from the triangular formation, completely enveloping a radius of 100 meters in a short time, and it continued to spread into the distance.

The three Dragon Alliance elders, Canaan Gentle and Mark, all hurriedly retreated outside the black qi.

The black qi was the thickest near the triangular formation, the sky had been obscured, and there was a terrible ghost cry from the black air, and one by one the ghosts appeared and disappeared from time to time, and being in it was like being in a hell.

Han Qiushui's three doppelgangers dissipated without a trace, but instead a erratic figure appeared behind Liu Mang, brandishing a bone knife and slashing his neck.

Liu Mang sensed the danger and turned his head and punched the figure away.

Soon, in front of Liu Mang, a giant black face of at least ten meters condensed, looking down at him in the air, and said in a cold and harsh tone: "Today is your death!" ”