After a long roar, Yi Xiaodao sat in front of He Yue'er's corpse and didn't make any movements.

Duan Tong and Meng Mulie couldn't see Yi Xiaodao looking at them with their backs, and they couldn't see his expression, but it was definitely unusual for Yi Xiaodao to be so quiet at this time.

Duan Tong looked at Yi Xiaodao's back, thinking about the various rumors he had heard, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, and moved on the ground little by little, wanting to stay away from here.

Meng Mulie was not afraid, even if it was Yi Xiaodao who was angry, he didn't feel that he could be his opponent.

"It's just a woman who died, not to mention the Central Plains, it's my Beiyi, and there are a lot of beautiful women. If you..."

Yi Xiaodao stood up, his movements slow, and Meng Mulie did not continue, because he felt a sense of crisis.

Meng Mulie shook his head, trying to get rid of this feeling, but no matter how he calmed down, this feeling lingered.

Yi Xiaodao slowly turned around and looked at Meng Mulie with a calm face...

"I..."

"Bang!"

A fist of fire hit Meng Mulie in the abdomen, causing him to bend his waist...

"I don't see clearly... It wasn't..."Meng Mulie was so stunned for the first time, he really didn't see Yi Xiaodao's movements clearly.

Yi Xiaodao slowly withdrew his fist and smiled lightly at Meng Mulie, revealing his white teeth...

This smile was chilling, even Meng Mulie felt chills all over... For him, he can't remember how many years he hasn't felt this way...

Raising his hand, the second punch was ready to be launched, and Meng Mulie was about to raise his hand to catch it.

"Boom!"

The punch hit Meng Mulie in the face again...

"Put He Yue'er... Give it back!!! ”

Yi Xiaodao put out both hands, and with a word of kung fu, countless fists were greeted on Meng Mulie's body.

Meng Mulie's eyes widened, not because he was stunned, but because he wanted to try hard to see Yi Xiaodao's fist, but unfortunately, he couldn't see a punch clearly...

Yi Xiaodao is crazy, but he didn't fall into the devil, but he was purely irrational, he only wanted Meng Mulie now... Die!

Hundreds of punches hit Meng Mulie's body like a drum, and finally, Meng Mulie bent down, coughing up a little blood at the corner of his mouth.

Yi Xiaodao leaned down, swept the hall leg, kicked the unsuspecting Meng Mulie to the ground, and pounced. Facing Meng Mulie's face, a fist continued to smash down.

This time, he punched extremely slowly, not to mention Meng Mulie, even Duan Tong could see it clearly.

"Me! Want! You! Die! ”

Meng Mulie may have been hit by Yi Xiaodao's hundreds of punches first, but he was powerless to resist at this time, and firmly let Yi Xiaodao's fist smash into his face.

With the smashing of the fist, Yi Xiaodao's mind remembered the bits and pieces of the past and He Yue'er.

"Where did the disciples come from? I told Daddy to go! ”

"What are you looking at?" "It's nothing, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"Well, wait until you get back!"

"You have no conscience!"

"You always think of me, and I will always be with you."

"You're just going to ask for this, please for that! If you hadn't asked Brother Hu, how could Brother Hu have died? You just dislike me for being a burden, leaving me alone in the capital, have you ever thought about it for me!? ”

"Knife, don't leave me behind, okay? I'm so scared..."

Yi Xiaodao's eyes moistened little by little, but his face was still cold, without the slightest hint of pain.

The huge fist smashed dozens of more punches on Meng Mulie's face, and finally stood up, grabbed Meng Mulie's hair, and dragged him to He Yue'er's corpse.

"Apologize to her."

Holding Meng Mulie's head, he was about to knock to the ground.

Meng Mulie was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and when he realized Yi Xiaodao's intentions, his waist stood straight and did not knock down.

No matter how hard Yi Xiaodao tried, Meng Mulie's body never bent a bit.

The angry Yi Xiaodao kicked Meng Mulie's lower back, not moving at all.

"At the end of the day... I am also the Great Khan of Beiyi... Did You Know... What are you doing? Meng Mulie opened his eyes, letting the blood drip from his eyes, and looked at Yi Xiaodao's eyes, which were unusually cold.

Yi Xiaodao didn't speak, and smashed it with another punch.

Meng Mulie also smashed it with a punch, and the two went toe-to-toe.

"Boom!"

The violent shaking made the earth shake a little, and Duan Tong hurriedly crawled back a little farther on the ground, lest he be affected by the battle between the two.

After the punch, Meng Mulie and Yi Xiaodao each took a step back, and the battle intent in their eyes was undiminished. At the same time, he took another step and threw a second punch towards the opponent.

"Bang!!"

This punch is also terrifying!

Duan Tong rolled and crawled on the ground, crawled out halfway, thought about it, gritted his teeth and crawled back, grabbed Man Yong and continued to dodge.

As for He Yue'er's body, he also wanted to take it with him, but her body was too close to Yi Xiaodao and the others.

He didn't dare.

Duan Tong muttered, "A little apprentice... Yi Xiaodao, you owe me a life, you remember... Don't look back, take revenge..."

Man Yong opened his eyes slightly at this time, looked at Duan Tongyang who grabbed him and begged, "Save my master... Fast... Save my sister..."

Duan Tong looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and then looked at Man Yong, who had fainted again... In my heart, heaven and man fought.

This punch blasted, and Yi Xiaodao and Meng Mulie were shocked by each other's strength, and each of them took three steps back.

The third punch soon came together again.

This time, the two of them flew out upside down at the same time, and they both retreated about a foot away.

Duan Tong took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly left Man Yong and ran towards He Yue'er's corpse.

Yi Xiaodao and Meng Mulie both noticed Duan Tong who secretly picked up the corpse.

Meng Mulie didn't come up to stop him, but it was just a corpse, and he took it away. As for Duan Tong, if he wants to kill, he can really do it at any time.

Yi Xiaodao's gaze moved away from Meng Mulie's body, and his gaze full of hatred suddenly became a little distracted.

"Thank you."

Duan Tong nodded, carried He Yue'er's corpse, didn't dare to say anything, turned around and left.

"You're just for a woman, but behind me are millions of people in Beiyi, you can't win me."

Yi Xiaodao's eyes regained their clarity for a short time: "Just to be able to live your people, you want to slaughter the Central Plains?" ”

"Hahahaha!"

Yi Xiaodao laughed maniacally, and after laughing, an arrow stepped forward, and his fist was raised high.

"If you don't pay back Yue'er's life, I will kill all your millions of Beiyi soldiers!!"

Meng Mulie stood in place, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

With Yi Xiaodao's speed, I was afraid that before he had half of his breath, his fist would hit his face.

But the strange thing is that he gasped hard at this breath, and even exhaled slowly.

After exhaling in one breath, Meng Mulie opened his eyes and clenched his hands into fists.

In an instant, Meng Mulie's figure suddenly skyrocketed several times, turning into a giant several feet tall!

This sudden change startled Yi Xiaodao, and even Duan Tong in the distance was taken aback.

After staying in Beiyi for more than ten years, he has never seen Meng Mulie have such a hand!

"You can't win!"

Meng Mulie's voice was as loud as the ancient temple bell, and as hoarse as the demon of hell...

raised his fist and fought with Yi Xiaodao.

At this time, Meng Mulie's fist was already the same size as Yi Xiaodao's body, not to mention Yi Xiaodao's fist.

Not enough to see.

Yi Xiaodao received this punch, and the whole person flew out, blood soared, and even his clothes were shattered.

People are already unconscious.

Yi Xiaodao flew in front of Duan Tong and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Duan Tong was so frightened that he stammered a little when he spoke: "This... This punch..."

The huge Meng Mulie strode over, and although his body was huge, his movements were not slow at all.

Duan Tong gritted his teeth and carried He Yue'er's corpse on his back. Holding Man Yong in his left hand, he ran two steps, and grabbed Yi Xiaodao from the ground with his right hand.

The three of them, with a combined weight of nearly four hundred catties, all pressed on the same person's body.

Duan Tong only felt that it was difficult.

There were four people with him, and Meng Mulie was chasing after him. Duan Tong can't say that he regrets it in his heart now, and he definitely can't talk about being willing.

A great shadow hung over him, and he knew that Monmulie had chased after him.

"Daddy... Mother... In the past ten years, I don't know what I'm doing..."Duan Tong smiled bitterly, running two more steps and running two steps less, there is no difference at this time.

Meng Mulie didn't smash down with a punch, but stood quietly behind Duan Tong, and when he saw that Duan Tong didn't run away, he slowly squatted down.

"Duan Tong, I Beiyi didn't say that I treated you very well, but I didn't treat you well. Why... Or do you want to be opposed? Meng Mulie asked the question in his heart.

Duan Tong smiled bitterly and turned back: "The reason why I took refuge in Beiyi is just to avenge my Duan family, but in the past ten years, I have secretly arranged for many years in this northern land of the three feudatories. I've even opened up the secret passages under the city, just waiting for the army to move south in one fell swoop. ”

"What about you? The Beiyi army you told me about made me wait for more than ten years! ”

Meng Mulie was a little incomprehensible, and slowly shook his head and said, "It's not just your preparation, I, Beiyi, are also fully prepared." Now that the city has been broken, the horse is about to step on the Central Plains, and you are too unwise to rebel at this time. ”

"Why?" Monmulie wanted to know why.

"Reason, huh... It was the little emperor of the Central Plains who died. Duan Tong sighed: "The lineage of the real royal Zhao family has actually been cut off a long time ago. ”

"Dead? When did you die? Meng Mulie asked in surprise.

Duan Tong didn't intend to hide it: "He died seven years ago." The current little emperor doesn't know who took possession of his body. ”

"Is there such a thing?"

It's not that Meng Mulie hasn't heard of rumors such as soul snatching and possession, but now that he really hears it, he is still very surprised.

"Where did you find out? Honestly, I can spare your life. "Meng Mulie was interested.

Duan Tong didn't answer, but lifted He Yue'er behind him upward.

At first, he thought she was lying to herself, but later through the chess pieces he secretly laid in the Central Plains, he checked He Yue'er and Yi Xiaodao's related characters, and only then did he figure out the matter.

This Yi Xiaodao, not only worshipped Si Wangnan as a teacher, and became friends with the vassal kings, but even Hu Lishan's younger brother, and almost became the son-in-law of Xiangge...

And Hu Lishan, who is the protector of the Beast Control Sect, was imprisoned in the palace of the capital for a long time!

"It's not easy... and the one in the capital who just occupied the body of the emperor and set out for the world... It's not easy. ”

Duan Tong didn't speak, and Meng Mulie lost his patience, and his huge fist fell towards his head...