Chapter Twenty-Four: Madness
Meng Hong, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, felt the toxins in his body that were eroding his blood. He tried to summon energy to force it out, but after a while, it didn't work at all.
"What kind of poison are you, why can't I dissolve it with so much energy!
Looking at Meng Hong, whose face was as red as blood, he slowly approached his witch maniac and laughed wildly: "Haha, how is it! Old thing! How does the blood poison taste? My blood poison will make your blood gradually stagnate, and your life will gradually go away!"
As he spoke, the witch kicked Meng Hong's body with a heavy kick.
"Hey, hey, you warriors are really, you're going to die, and your body is still so hard. While complaining, he didn't forget to spit on Meng Hong's body.
"Don't tell me, my own bite is quite big! But a man should be himself. With that, he stopped looking at Meng Hong on the ground, turned around and walked towards the edge of the shield.
After about two or three minutes, Meng Hong, who was originally wailing in pain on the ground, had no sound.
With Meng Hong's complete death, the shield that shrouded the dueling table was also opened again. Everything is the same as the last one, but the atmosphere of the Meng and Yang families is completely different.
Chen Yuan, who was sitting in the center, looked at the witch who had already walked beside Yang Zhenlong, and his eyes were full of interest.
"This Poison Dragon King has some means, but it seems that it has something to do with the Witch God Cult. Otherwise, there really isn't anything outside of this blood poison technique. ”
After saying a few words to herself, Chen Yuan coughed softly, and said loudly: "This is also quite fast, since this is the case, then we don't have to rest." Let's start the next one!"
With Chen Yuan's shout, the mood of the Meng and Yang families, which had not yet calmed down, was lifted up again.
At this moment, Kwai Rou, who was standing on Yang Zhenlong's side, couldn't help but clench her fists slightly, and muttered to herself: "Dead wood, you must win! This is a life-and-death gamble!"
At the same time, the pillar of light in the dark sky seemed to be commanded by Aoi Rou. In an instant, Du Liang was dragged to the dueling platform.
On the other side, Meng He was also dragged into the dueling ring.
Looking at the burly man in front of him with his upper body and yellow pants underneath, Meng He opened his mouth and said: "I saw that he was the Poison Dragon King before, and you must also be one of the 'Four Great Dragon Kings' of the Yang family!
"I'm really one of the four dragon kings. But who is it... , you'll know right away!" Before Du Liang's words fell, he rushed towards Meng He.
"Earth Spirit Decisive - Armored Fist!"
"You're quite confident, then let me see what the four dragon kings of the Yang family are capable of! I almost let my brother die! Today I want your Yang family to pay back double!"
"Extinguishing the Ancient Seal - Aoi Watermark!"
I saw that Meng He's hands flew like shadows, and after a while, a dark blue ancient seal was condensed in front of him. If you look closely, there seems to be a small water dragon swimming back and forth on the ancient seal.
The palm of the hand was pushed out, and the dark blue ancient seal rose against the storm. In the blink of an eye, there was a height of one person.
At this moment, Du Liang, who was already approaching, looked at the huge ancient seal, and said fiercely: "To have such a power before landing in the 'Fighting Realm' is indeed the delicate among the younger generation." But even so, you can't stop my punch!"
Du Liang's bombarded fist was wrapped in earthy energy, and it looked as if he was wearing a layer of energy armor. ,
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Between the lightning and flint, the iron fist covered with earthy yellow armor bombarded the ancient seal heavily.
A punch blasted out Du Liang, feeling the flowing energy like water on the ancient seal, and said fiercely: "Unloading?, did you unload it? Break it for me! Shattered!"
With a casual roar like a beast, the earthy yellow light around Du Liang's body instantly shone brightly. In a moment, the surging energy condensed behind him into a giant bear that roared in the sky.
Under the roar of the giant bear, among the ancient seals in front of Meng He, the not big water dragon spirit disappeared after all, without holding on for long.
And with the disappearance of the spirit of the water dragon, the watermark of Aoi is also like glass, shattering in response.
A huge energy storm centered on Du Liang swept through the entire dueling arena. The surrounding shield seemed to feel the power of the energy, and the dark black light flickered with it.
Through the information transmitted by the ancient seal, Meng He already deeply felt Du Liang's strength. And from the attack just now, it can be roughly judged that there are some things.
With his hands, Meng He printed it with both hands, and turned the energy around his body into a four-colored bell, completely protecting it in it.
Looking at Meng He, who was shrouded by the four-colored bell in front of him, Du Liang said disdainfully: "Boy, you can't do the ancient seal just now, can you prevent it from breaking the bell?"
"Break it for me!"
With Du Liang's roar, another armored fist shot out.
The dull bell rang through the heavens and the earth, and Du Liang's Kaiquan was not as invincible as he imagined.
"Yo, is your turtle shell quite hard, I'd like to see how many punches you can eat me!" he said and bombarded the bell.
However, at this moment, Meng He in the bell was not idle.
I saw that the energy on the palm of his hand was gathered, and a whirlpool like a black hole took shape on it, and in the dark whirlpool, a trace of white light flashed.
"Judging by the strength of your body and the previous attacks, it must be the 'Earth Dragon King'. It's just that I don't know if you really have the ability to 'move like a mountain'!"
"Silence - Thunder Needle!"
With Meng He's words, the black vortex in his palm spun faster. Then, I saw a white needle shoot out from it like lightning, and it went straight to Du Liang through the defense of the bell.
"This is..."
"Bang!"
Before Du Liang could react, the thunderbolt that was as fast as lightning passed through his chest fiercely, and a long line of blood was brought up along the way.
"Uh... What is this. Why can't I move all over!" Feeling paralyzed, Du Liang, who was extremely arrogant, instantly became panicked.
"Didn't you just play a good shot? Next, you can taste the thunderstorm!"
With a snap of Meng He's fingers, a dazzling thunderbolt erupted from Du Liang's body, and a painful roar came out of Du Liang's mouth.
Feeling the thunderous roar that erupted in his body, as well as the arc of electricity flowing around his body, Du Feng hurriedly cast a life-saving spiritual decision.
"Earth Spirit Decision - Turning the Peak !!"
It took a long time for the arc of the radiating dueling arena to dissipate. However, on the stage at this moment, there was Meng He standing on one side, and Du Liang, who had turned into a stone peak.
Meng He approached, touched the stone peak with his hand, felt the cold stone-like touch, and couldn't help but say with emotion: "There is really such a means of saving life, one of the four dragon kings who do not lose." ”
Outside the dueling table, Kwai Rou on Yang Zhenlong's side was already in tears.
"It's... You can't even use this trick when you die! What can you do if you really die?"
And Yang Zhenlong, who was sitting on the side, also looked dignified at the moment. I just feel that I am afraid that I will lose it again when I just won back a city!
...... To be continued