Meng Yang made a mistake in his busy schedule, his body shook, and he extremely skillfully avoided Hill's powerful and determined slash, and at the same time unhurriedly swung a punch, just in time for Hill's giant palm!

Rumble!

Hill took three steps back, but Meng Yang stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, Hill was surprised, but heard Meng Yang laugh loudly: "Brother Hill, are you going to test the adaptability and strength of the school brother? Alas, the strength of the younger brother is ・・・・・・ of your opponent."

Hill almost gritted a few teeth in anger, and said with a strange smile: "Yes, brother, what you said before is very reasonable, and you should leave the rest to your subordinates, now let my brother try his brother's strength!"

Before the words fell, he walked in front of Meng Yang in three steps and two steps, and his right fist was like a giant hammer, with a whimpering wind, aimed at Meng Yang's chest like lightning!

Meng Yang didn't dodge or dodge, and threw a punch with all his might, which just collided with Ciel's fist!

Rumble!

Meng Yang took another seven steps back, while Hill only shook his upper body a few times, and then rushed forward again, continuing to swing his fist!

Monjan knew it was a good opportunity, a good opportunity for him to convince Ciel.

Since the dragon clan is a proud and untamed race, and more than humans, he admires the principle of respecting the strong, so why don't he take the opportunity to speak with strength and strength, if he wants to conquer this guy, it seems that he has to give him a little bitterness like Ka Ye!

Meng Yang shouted: "It's a good time, big brother is so strong!"

In the same way, he lunged and sank his waist, and a punch was lifted from his waist, and he struck out like lightning, and he attacked Hill again!

This time, Hill took a step back, and Monyan took five steps back!

Compared to the previous seven steps, it is obvious that Meng Yang has improved this time.

However, this also completely angered Hill and made him completely lose his coolness!

Even a human kid can't handle it, Hill, Hill, what are you going to do to seek revenge on Emperor Shenxiao, and what are you going to do to help Qinglong's predecessors take revenge?

Hill roared angrily, crushing in front of Meng Yang like a huge bulldozing stone grinder, and his fists came out together, roaring straight at Meng Yang's face!

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind had already made Meng Yang's cheeks hurt.

It's really strong!

If this guy hadn't been killed by Ka Ye, Meng Yang couldn't imagine what it would have been like for him to compete with the unrestrained Hill for physical strength.

Fortunately, they are all on the same level now, and there is no doubt that Ka Ye sealed Hill's cultivation, making the current battle between Meng Yang and Hill very fair!

Let the power of the flesh do the talking!

"Good time, happy to come, big brother, let's let our respective fists speak instead!"

Meng Yang was heroic at this moment, he hadn't had a good fight for a long time, he shouted loudly when he was active, still standing proudly in place like a green pine, not dodging or dodging the incoming punches, and still waving his fists to resist!

Boom!!

The energy was swirling, and the two of them were like crazy demons, and after a short separation, they immediately collided violently together!

In the blink of an eye, the two no longer knew how many rounds they had fought against each other and how many punches they had punched each other.

It's just that Meng Yang seems to be more and more excited the more he fights, but Hill becomes more and more flustered the more he fights.

Meng Yang was excited because he finally found a partner who could let him go all out to sparring with him, since he felt that his cultivation had progressed to the peak of the spirit transformation, he had not practiced with the dragon again, this time he met the dragon clan of Hill, the strength of the two sides was almost equal, and the continuous collision made Meng Yang addicted.

But Hill really didn't expect that Meng Yang's physical strength was so strong, and he didn't expect that Meng Yang's physical ability to resist attacks didn't seem to be below him, which made Hill feel very terrifying.

That's when Hill remembered how unusual Monyan was.

Bringing the ice rat to his palace, he threatened it with dragon might, but he couldn't subdue it, and it hadn't been limited in cultivation at that time!

Knowing the secret language of the dragon clan, getting the remnant soul inheritance of the Qinglong predecessors, there is a brother who has received the dragon slaying bow, and he can easily take out tens of thousands of catties of high-grade 10,000-year elixir, and the most terrifying thing is that he is actually related to the great demon of Jia Ye!

All of this began to flash in Hill's mind one by one, and the more Hill fought, the more panicked he became, he knew that Meng Yang was a hard stone, and he was very good at conceited teeth, and this time he was afraid that even a few big teeth would have to be knocked out, and he might not be able to get out of the way!

Suddenly, Meng Yang's fist conjured up a very mysterious phantom, as if it was pulling a few small dragons out of the sea, pulling out dreamlike dragon shadows in the void!

This is?

Ten thousand dragons!

Hill felt that the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and he could no longer maintain the weight of his body, so he sat down on the ground and shouted hoarsely, "Stop!"

All along, the battle between Monyan and Hill was purely a contest of speed and strength, with no rules at all, and everyone blindly fought hard.

Gradually, it occurred to Monyan that since Hill was unruly, he had to come up with something truly convincing. If you want to conquer a person, you must first conquer his heart, not to mention that the object he wants to conquer is a giant dragon, an ancient dragon from the secret land of the dragon clan, and idle means will never be counted in his eyes.

So, although he couldn't use his true qi, Meng Yang still silently visualized the true mystery of Wanlong Jue, and used his physical strength to perform the fist technique of knowing and Wanlong Jue's charm, which was purely caused by his mind, and he did it casually, but he didn't expect to shock Hill so much that he couldn't possess his body, and shouted to stop on the spot.

Only then did Meng Yang remember that when he first obtained the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique from the Refining Town Dragon Tower, Dan Qiusheng's old fox had said in surprise that the Ten Thousand Dragons Recipe belonged to the Heavenly Rank Technique even in the Immortal Realm, which was very powerful, and it seemed that Hill should be a knowledgeable person, otherwise it would be impossible to show such an abnormal appearance.

"What's the matter, Brother Hill is tired, and the fight is still unfinished!" Meng Yang slowly retracted his fists, standing in front of Hill and said without blushing or panting.

For the first time, Hill looked at Meng Yang's eyes, and there was a hint of fear.

Meng Yang could clearly tell that this fear was not caused by scruples about the little monk Ka Ye, but a kind of fear that Hill really had for him, and this was what he wanted!

Hill groaned for a while, and slowly spit out a sentence: "Thanks to my brother who gave me tens of thousands of catties of high-grade elixir, after taking it for my brother, the medicinal properties were stagnant and never dissolved, and I didn't want to borrow my brother's fist strength, so I helped my brother to stimulate all the medicinal power, and now although my brother's meridians are still restricted, my physical strength has returned to its peak state." Hildo, thank you, brother!"

Meng Yang secretly said that this guy is calculating, but he said: "Brother Hill is polite, since you and I are destined to meet, why do you share each other? If the eldest brother really has something important to do, the younger brother will not be pestering you, I will leave!"

Meng Yang simply did not mention the Ethereal Spirit Stone, nor did he point out the other plans in Ciel's mind, and made a statement of leaving.

Hill turned over and stood up, stretched out a hand to stop Meng Yang, looked at Meng Yang with a solemn face and asked, "Brother, you tell me the truth, what are you from, why do you know the Ten Thousand Dragons?"

The battlefield of blood and fire is full of coldness and gore, but it is also the easiest place for friendship to be born.

Living and dying together, relying on blessings and woes, treating each other with all sincerity, talking about the feelings of comrades-in-arms and the friendship of life and death.

The warriors of the Five Elements, under the protection of the warriors of the Iron and Blood Regiment, always held the defensive line and did not let the beast army overstep.

They had forgotten how much time had passed, and how many beasts they had killed, but they had taken the protection of the Predators to heart.

Fighting with these people made the warriors of the Five Elements understand that they can sacrifice their lives to rush forward and kill, and there is no need to worry about their backs, because there will always be a brother to protect them. This is the real warrior, the real brother.

The beast army is so large that it seems that it will never be able to kill them all.

Moreover, the battle between the scholar and the Xuanjin King lasted for a long time, which made the beast army more and more restless.

The armor on the Five Elements warriors had long been shattered, but fortunately, the damage they had received and the strength they had consumed could be repaired and compensated for by borrowing energy from the ground under their feet. Even so, every moment, their nerves were tense, and if they were not careful, they would be in danger of losing the hands of the fierce beasts, and the warriors of the Five Elements who maintained a high-intensity fight for a long time and whose strength would never be exhausted could not bear it.

But they saw that those iron-blooded soldiers were far more tired than them, but they were all full of energy and high fighting spirit, and they were always at the forefront, which greatly stimulated their blood, persistence is victory, even if they are swallowed by the beast tide in the next moment, although they die without regrets!

Shaking the bayonet sword in his hand, the warriors of the Five Elements followed closely the warriors of the Iron Blood Regiment, insisting on fighting to the death.

Ming Shao became more and more worried, the bloody aura between heaven and earth was already very strong, and there was a thick feeling that was so viscous that it could not be dissolved.

While calmly looking for the weakness of the fierce beast, and killing the fierce beast that came closer, Ming Shao anxiously paid attention to the battle situation on the scholar's side.

He knew very well that the success or failure of this battle was all in the scholar's hands, as long as he could subdue or kill the Xuanjin King, the battle would be under control.

In an instant, their group had been fighting fiercely with the beast tide army for seven days and seven nights, even if it was an iron-beaten body, there were times when they were tired, not to mention that in essence, he was still flesh and blood like the people of the iron-blooded group.

If it weren't for the long time of quenching their bodies and souls in the green gourd, and getting the refining of magic light powder, Ming Shao knew that more than 100 of them would not have been able to last for so long.

Seven days and seven nights have passed, and I don't know if the Qingxin Mingzhi Serial Array arranged by Hu Sisi has formed an effective stop from the Five Elements Seal to seize the body and take the soul, which is what Ming Shao is most worried about. He knew what it would mean if he succeeded in sewing souls, and perhaps most seriously, their journey with the young master would end here.

Thinking of the oath he had made to rescue Donna, find the soul of the master, and restore his soul, and think of following the young master to lead the war demon clan or other races in the dark world to kill out of the dark world, Ming Shao's mood was heavy, no matter what, this battle must be won.

The beast tide army was surging continuously, and Ming Shao's eyes could only see the tall but vague shadow of the Xuanjin King in the distance, and he couldn't really see the battle between the scholar and him.

However, the powerful senses told Ming Shao that as the battle became more fierce and cruel, as hundreds of fierce beasts were blocked by them here, the bones of the fierce beasts that Ge killed would be swallowed up by the other fierce beasts that swarmed. This is not the real reason why Ming Shao's heart is frightened.

The dense and sticky bloody qi that was condensed seemed to be constantly flowing in the direction of the Xuanjin King, which was what worried Ming Shao the most.

He didn't know whether these bloody qi were devoured and used by the Xuanjin King, or whether the scholar was using secret methods, in short, this was not a good sign.

He was a little annoyed at the moment, he felt that the scholar really couldn't catch the fighter, and he was only suitable to be a scribe and not suitable to fight on the battlefield. He felt that if he was like a scholar, his cultivation was unhindered and unrestricted, such a Xuanjin King who had mutated into a gold-eating beast would have been subdued by him a long time ago!

In fact, what Ming Shao didn't know was that after the scholar began to fight with King Xuanjin, he fell into a great danger and almost couldn't recover. It can be said that the scholar knows that he is suffering, how can he not know the truth that the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to everyone?

If you don't experience it yourself, you don't know how fierce the danger is, this is the true voice of the scholar.