Chapter 1460 Burning Blood, Rolling Fist

The many approaching barbarians and human students were all distracted and frightened, and they gasped for air as they retreated recklessly.

It's so strong!

The momentum on Meng Xin's body was really terrifying, and the momentum alone could make the Immortal Venerable, and even the Mythical Venerable, have an urge to kneel down and surrender.

"So strong, it turns out ...... Originally...... It turned out that in that battle with me, Meng Xin was really just a joke, and he didn't try his best at all!"

Dongfang Yudie's face turned pale, biting her lip stubbornly, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Xuan: "Ye Xuan, can you? Can you win?"

While the crowd was terrified, Monsin moved.

He was like a ferocious Void Beast, rolling in and out, ignoring resistance and air.

His body seemed to be very heavy and heavy, and in the space, it was like a sharp awl meeting a cream cake, and it penetrated invinciously, without hindrance, and exerted its speed to the extreme.

In just a tenth of a breath, the distance of five meters had turned into nothingness.

Meng Xin's arms were raised, and one muscle after another had an unreal feeling, wrapped around his arms, and together with the green tendons, it condensed into a very, very visually powerful picture.

Just by looking at that muscle, you can feel the power contained in it!

"Blood Sacrifice!" Battle Fist !!" As the muscles rolled, Meng Xin's eyes flashed with determination, killing intent, and his fists turned into two meteor fists, quickly smashing towards Ye Xuan in front of him.

The speed of those two fists was so fast that almost no one around them could see clearly, and they could only feel the roaring sound like thunder.

And with that sound, the space collapsed rapidly, and the void black holes appeared one by one.

In addition, what is even more terrifying is that Monsing's fists are not chaotic bombardment, on the contrary, they are very, very rhythmic.

One inch forward, half a step back, thirty centimeters to the left, and a finger's distance up......

It's really the slightest bit, it's all extremely regular, and it will never move forward, backward, or move a little bit.

At this moment, Meng Xin was not at all like the kind of barbarian who lost his mind when he fought, but like a master fighter.

For the position, power, and speed of his punches, Monsing has a kind of stubbornness that is harsh to perfection.

In this case, even if Monsin simply threw a fist, the destructive power it brought was staggering.

Moreover, because of the harsh rules of the Fist, Monsing is both offensive and defensive.

Ye Xuan only had passive defense, and he couldn't find the slightest loophole.

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

..................

A deafening roar continued to come from Meng Xin's fist and Ye Xuan.

Every time a sound came out, visible to the naked eye, Meng Xin's fist and Ye Xuan's fist would become bruised, red, and even blurred with flesh and blood......

The shock in Ye Xuan's heart can be imagined.

The strength of the pure flesh, the fist of the pure flesh, he was suppressed and beaten, it was unbelievable.

Meng Sin's strength is not much worse than his own, what is going on? Is there really anyone who can pin his own strength?

"Bump!"

Just when Ye Xuan was a little more shocked and confused, suddenly, he was hit in the shoulder.

Suddenly, Ye Xuan's whole person flew up all of a sudden.

More than ten meters away, Ye Xuan fell heavily to the ground, and although he stood still, he smashed the ground into a deep, dazzling hole.

Moreover, Ye Xuan's shoulders were painful, his bones, skin and flesh were shattered, and golden blood was constantly flowing.

After Ye Xuan was hit, the audience was in an uproar, and Octopus, Liu Yong and others looked at each other, and couldn't help clenching their fists, with a trace of worry in their eyes.

While the other thousands of students were nervous and sweaty, constantly muttering, discussing, and anxious:

"Oh my God!"

"Ye Xuan was hit!"

"It's so strong!"

"Why is Monsin's power so terrifying?"

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On top of the mountain.

Wang Lao didn't take a breath until this moment, and his heartbeat didn't know when it had jumped to more than two hundred.

"Elder Wang, Ye Xuan is not Meng Xin's opponent?" someone behind him asked.

"It's hard to say right now, but Monsin is really strong, much stronger than me. ”

"It seems that he has received the inheritance of the Barbarian King, a true inheritance. ”

"Ye Xuan can smash Batur to death with one punch, Ye Xuan's strength can be imagined, but Meng Xin's strength can faintly suppress Ye Xuan......"

Wang Lao took a deep breath and said lightly:

"It is not known who will win or who will lose between the two of them, but the battle between the two is too terrifying. ”

"Just the momentum, it is estimated that it can shock the ordinary Immortal Venerable. ”

"Although it looks like a small fight like boxing, their punching power is terrifying!"

"One punch and one punch, not only hit the void black hole, but even directly collapsed the space, changing the direction of the turbulence......"

"I can't take ten punches from the two of them!"

Unable to take the ten punches of the two? Wang Lao's last sentence shocked more than a dozen people beside him, and they kept exclaiming, completely dumbfounded:

"What? Elder Wang, are you arrogant, aren't you? Ten punches, you can't even take ten punches?"

"Elder Wang, you ...... You're so strong, how can it be?"

"Freshmen! They're freshmen! How can they be so strong?"

"The change in the Tian Yuan Continent a few months ago really brought such a terrifying recovery? The acquisition of these geniuses is really too surprising, and some even ascended to the sky in one step!"

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Ye Xuan stood in the middle of the field, the air around him was snorting and flowing, it was very hot, the soil on his body was very hot, his face was covered with sweat, and his breathing was slightly short.

"Sword Soul, this Meng Xin, is it so strong, is it stronger than me?" Ye Xuan couldn't help but ask.

"Huh...... You underestimate yourself too much, the barbarian is very strong, especially the body and strength, it can be described as very ferocious, but if it is compared to you, let alone this Mengxin, even if it is the barbarian king, it is estimated that it will not please much!"

Xuanyuan Sword Soul snorted, a little disdainful: "This Meng Xin's pure physical strength is not much stronger than the previous Batur, that's all!"

"Then why can he press me to beat?" Ye Xuan was a little surprised.

"Huh...... He is not confident in himself and wants to solve you quickly, so he uses a special method!" Xuanyuan Sword Soul smiled coldly: "He should have used a special method to double his strength in a short period of time, several times, and his muscles are hardened, tough as steel, and he can't feel pain at all......"

Ye Xuan's eyes were stunned, and he couldn't help but look up at Meng Xin, but at this look, he found some interesting things.

Monsin's face was very, very, very red, as if he was about to drip blood.

Not just his face, but also his arms and other muscles in his body.

Ye Xuan suddenly remembered that before the battle, Meng Xin's blood and qi were rolling, his whole body suddenly turned red, his momentum was suddenly violent, and the two words before Meng Xin punched: Blood Sacrifice!

"Burning blood qi !!," Ye Xuan muttered suddenly.

Ye Xuan understood that Meng Xin's sudden fury was brought about by burning blood.

The flesh and blood that are made are almost the same as the essence blood.