"Bang!"

The chain of ice and fire wrapped around Ye Changsheng's body shattered with a bang, and at the same time exploded a piece of flesh and blood.

Meng Mastiff held the vajra and looked at Ye Changsheng who was flying out with blood, and a trace of regret couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

The fighter plane he captured in a hurry was naturally not lethal enough, if he could have more strength, Ye Changsheng would definitely die.

However, even if Ye Changsheng did not die, he was bound to be seriously injured, and he would eventually die tragically under his hands.

On the cliff, everyone watching the battle couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they saw that Ye Changsheng had been severely injured.

The crown prince Zuo Ciyun's face was even more pale, if it weren't for Fang Wuxian's help, he almost fainted on the spot.

In all fairness, Ye Changsheng was able to survive two hundred moves under the hands of Meng Mastiff, which had greatly exceeded everyone's expectations and shocked everyone.

You must know that Ye Changsheng's impression in the eyes of everyone is more as a sword-forging master than a cultivator.

Ye Changsheng is only sixteen years old this year, but his cultivation has reached the initial level of the astonishing Supreme Realm, with his age, his strength is also rare in the entire Yunlong Principality.

If it was just a contest, Ye Changsheng would still be glorious even though he was defeated.

However, this is not a simple contest, but a life-and-death duel.

There is only one result of defeat, and that is death.

Lu Zixin and the others looked sorry and sad, the white hair was immortal, and the genius who was born in the Yunlong Principality was afraid that he was going to fall here today.

Dezhen, who was standing on the outermost side, suddenly had a look of surprise on his face after seeing Ye Changsheng being hit.

Although he had the ambition to kill Ye Changsheng with his own hands, it seemed to be a very pleasant thing to see Ye Changsheng die tragically on the spot.

However, before his surprise could hold the bell, he was attracted by an angry roar on the cliff.

The vajra in the mastiff's hand flashed with a crystal fire point at the top, and with the flash of red light, the flames covered the entire vajra in an instant.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the vajra turned into molten iron in a blink of an eye under the shroud of red flames, and fell to the ground with a snap.

After the red flame incinerated the vajra, it climbed up the back of the mastiff's hand in an instant!

The mastiff's whole body was steaming, as if it had been steamed, and it let out a roar of rage.

The other hand turned into a knife, and the mastiff cut off his right arm.

Burst!

Hot blood splattered from the broken elbow, and the severed arm fell downward, burned to ashes before it could hit the ground.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, Ye Changsheng fell from the air and fell to the ground on one knee, and the immortal sword was pressed against the ground, bending the sword body to support his body that would fall at any time.

He raised his head, which was covered with messy hair, and looked at the mastiff not far away with misty eyes, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

is worthy of the Dharma Protector King Kong, the mastiff actually broke his arm to survive at a critical moment, so decisive, he is really a ruthless character.

Now the mastiff is summoning energy to resist the heat flow that invades its body.

It's a pity, if he can seize the opportunity now and launch a round of onslaught, he will definitely be able to kill the mastiff.

Ye Changsheng struggled to stretch out his hand and straighten the three broken ribs, and his head was covered with beads of sweat in pain.

Trembling, he slowly stood up, carrying the immortal sword, and walked towards the mastiff step by step.

The audience was still immersed in shock, and their eyes were full of confusion.

They couldn't figure it out, it was obviously the Meng Mastiff who knocked Ye Changsheng away, how could it end up that the Meng Mastiff's weapon was destroyed, not to mention, and he also put on an arm?

Only Lu Zixin vaguely guessed something, and hope was rekindled in his heart, and he looked at Ye Changsheng expectantly.

The mastiff's face was blistered, and the burning caused by the heat caused his whole face was swollen beyond recognition.

Sensing that Ye Changsheng was approaching him step by step, the mastiff was so angry that he had to interrupt his breathing, and lost his two eyelids, like two blood holes, glaring at Ye Changsheng viciously.

After all, he was careless, thinking that success had angered Ye Changsheng and forced Ye Changsheng to fight for his life.

Now it seems that the fighter plane he previously captured was clearly a flaw that Ye Changsheng deliberately sold to him.

It was only after the vajra pestle knocked Ye Changsheng away that the Meng Mastiff discovered the abnormality.

A powerful current of heat followed the vajra and instantly invaded his arm, burning his meridians alive.

If he hadn't made a quick decision, cut off his arm, and blocked the extended line of fire, he was afraid that he would be burned alive on the spot!

Damn, what kind of magic weapon is hidden in Ye Changsheng's chest, and the fire attribute energy is so domineering?

Meng Mastiff was annoyed in his heart, and his nerves suddenly tensed.

No matter what magic weapon Ye Changsheng hid in his chest, the energy of that magic weapon that exploded in an instant was enough to offset the damage caused by the vajra blow.

In other words, Ye Changsheng's income generation this time was not as serious as it seemed on the surface.

Looking at Ye Changsheng who was approaching, Meng Mastiff said hoarsely: "Ye Changsheng, a good means, he actually hid a magic weapon in his chest to lure me into being fooled!"

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but suddenly realize that Ye Changsheng was originally using a bitter meat trick, which made sense.

If Ye Changsheng himself had such a powerful fire attribute energy, he could directly destroy the Meng Mastiff, so why bother so much?

This duel did not prohibit the use of magic weapons, whether it was Ye Changsheng or Meng Mastiff, the clothes on their bodies were among the magic weapons, otherwise the two would have been naked a long time ago.

The vajra that the mastiff was destroyed was a powerful tantric weapon, and it was also among the magic weapons.

It's a pity, that vajra must be very precious, just look at the undisguised regret of King Toafa, you can see it.

Ye Changsheng stopped and looked at the mastiff in surprise: "Are you trying to delay time?"

The mastiff's originally red face became even more red, and a trace of shame flashed in his eyes.

He accused Ye Changsheng and provoked a dialogue, indeed wanting to delay time and fight for himself a chance to recuperate internal injuries.

Ye Changsheng said that he had broken the mastiff, but he didn't mean to attack, but stood in place, and also called on energy to repair the damaged meridians in his body.

In fact, he didn't have such a deep calculation, and when he found out that he was aroused by the mastiff, it was impossible to slow down the pace.

At the critical moment, Ye Changsheng thought of the small flame in the Spirit Sea space.

Regardless of whether the little flame was a spiritual fire or not, its power was unquestionable.

With the ability of immortality, he could not control the small flame, so he could only take a risk and draw a trace of fire from the small flame, which was free from the meridians of his body.

At the moment when the mastiff's vajra was on his chest, Ye Changsheng pulled the fire line to his chest in time, and finally injected it into the vajra.

As it turned out, his adventure was successful.

The terrifying power of that line of fire burst out in an instant, not only helping him resist the vajra's attack, but also burning the vajra, and even burning half of the mastiff's arm.

However, the mastiff, who had lost half of his arm, was still extremely strong, and since he wanted to delay time, he should delay it.

I have a worry-free rosary, I still have Mo Lian's terrifying self-healing, delay time, I will be afraid of you?