In the midst of these people's shouts and curses, the battle of Dream Cry also began, and one after another the bandits began to challenge Dream Cry. From a martial artist to a martial artist, and finally to a great martial artist, Meng Cry didn't know how many times he was knocked down, but he still stood up.

Guo Shuchang taught Mengwei for ten days, and first taught one thing, if you want to beat someone, you must first learn to be beaten. However, with the physique of Dream Cry, it is still very difficult for those below the great martial artist to knock him down.

Hu Daya also felt that this dream cry was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. No matter how ravaged you are, you can always stand up. One after another, the thieves were also beaten down by Mengwai, and Hu Daya's face became more and more ugly.

"Iron head, go on, this kid is a bit evil. Hu Daya said to a tough guy beside him.

The iron head is nearly two meters tall, holding a seven-foot mace, a horizontal muscle, full of strength, and his cultivation is even at the beginning of the great martial artist, among these bandits, except for Hu Daya, he is the most powerful.

I saw the iron head, dancing and whirring with the mace in his hand, crying towards the dream, and smashing it violently. Under normal circumstances, if you can cultivate to the level of a great martial artist, you are already quite proficient in combat, how can you stop the kung fu of Mengwai's ten days of cultivation.

Dream Cry will always be knocked away by the mace every once in a while, and the attack of this great martial artist is not so easy. Once, twice, the speed at which Meng Cry got up became slower and slower, and when Erqiang saw this, he couldn't hold back any longer, although he was tied, he still rushed towards the iron head.

Meng Wai was knocked to the ground, and seeing Erqiang rushing over, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't come, Qiangda"

But as soon as these words fell, the second strong had already rushed over.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and Erqiang was hit by the big mace on his right shoulder, blood spurted out wildly along his shoulder, and he was beaten and flew three feet away, lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

"Daddy"

No matter how beaten by these bandits, no matter how painful it is, I can bear the dream crying, but I can't help my father being beaten, and the tears run out disobediently again.

Meng Wai grabbed a stone on the ground and slammed it towards the iron head, and at the same time, the golden system Yuan Li sent out, followed behind the stone, and then rushed over again.

Iron Head waved his mace and smashed the stone, but the Yuan Force attack, Iron Head couldn't react, and wanted to block it with his hand, but he was a little slower, and the gold Yuan Force attack hit his right eye and face, making the right eye a bloody blur.

Taking advantage of the fact that the iron head covered his face with both hands, Meng Wai had already rushed over, and the two little hands picked up the iron head's right foot and bare feet, and dragged it desperately, trying to throw the iron head to the ground.

The iron head reacted, blinked his eyes, and the mace smashed over again, once, twice, three times, and smashed Meng Wai, but Meng Wai was holding his feet naked, and he didn't let go. The iron head was tall and big, and the steps of Dream Cry were too small to trip the iron head. Unexpectedly, a raised stone on the ground tripped the iron head's left foot, and Dream Cry finally knocked the iron head to the ground.

Meng Wai quickly pressed the waist of the iron head with his left hand, and while crawling on the iron head, he pulled up his fist, used all his strength, and smashed it indiscriminately on the iron head. The power of Dream Cry will not be lost to the iron head, no matter how tall your iron head is, but this is pressed to the ground, no matter how high it is, it is only half a meter, and the iron head is not Dream Cry, there is no such strong body, and it is smashed by Dream Cry, and all the internal organs are churning.

The iron head wanted to restrain the dream cry, but the dream cry body was small and solid, and he couldn't control it at all. Dream Cry has been smashing hard, smashing wherever it goes, and inadvertently, it finally hit some key positions. Gradually, the iron head's counterattack became more and more weak. In the end, he was smashed and fainted.

When Hu Daya saw this scene, he stood up suddenly, and the stool he was sitting on was shattered. The body moved like thunder, and with one kick, he kicked Dream Cry away from the iron head's body. Several bandits lifted the iron head aside.

Hu Daya straightened his sleeves, hooked his hands towards Mengwai, clenched his fists with both hands, and put on a posture to meet the enemy.

Meng Wai was already churning with blood from being smashed by the mace of the iron head, but now he took Hu Daya's kick again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Meng Wai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a depressed expression. looked at Erqiang, who was still lying on the ground, the moaning sound became smaller, and then looked at the tied up second aunt, Xiang'er and Lao Tang, tears were already covering their cheeks.

Mengwai just wants to continue living happily with Erqiang, but this ordinary wish has become an unattainable luxury now. Dream weeping looked up to the sky and roared, like crying, resounding through the sky, even in the sky not far away, the three red eagle beasts of the Red Yan Sect seemed to hear this sound, and they all chirped in unison.

"Since the world is ruthless, I'll see how you, God, will accept me. Thinking so, Meng Wai rushed towards Hu Daya again.

Looking at Meng Cry who rushed over, Hu Daya smiled coldly, ready to kill Meng Cry. "Whoever kills his brother will be killed. This is his creed, which cannot be violated.

Facing the top level of the great martial artist, Dream Cry's attack was so weak, whether it was strength or combat skills, the difference was too great, and Hu Daya didn't want to rub shoulders with Dream Cry, so he blocked Dream Cry's attack with one hand, and with a punch that was not hidden, it smashed fiercely on Dream Cry's waist and abdomen.

Meng Wai vomited a mouthful of blood, like a feather carried by the wind, flew far away, fell to the ground, and for a long time, never moved again.

"Dream crying," Xiang'er sobbed quietly.

At this moment, however, most people cheered loudly. Why? Because Mengwai was killed by Hu Daya, and according to what Hu Daya said before, they don't have to die! All of them are so excited, for the rest of their lives, in order to live again, how can they not cheer and applaud?