"Actually, I want to thank you for killing Lian Feng!" When the two faced each other, Meng Guang had a relieved smile on his face.

Lu Zhang grinned and said, "No thanks, I killed him just for myself, and I didn't plan to help anyone." ”

Meng Guang spread his hands: "I mean, even if Feng dies, I have one less strong opponent, and I am determined to obtain this magic weapon that belongs to the third runner-up." ”

"Really?" Lu Zhang raised his fist: "My arm injury is almost healed, you have to be careful with my magic fist!"

"Fist of God ......" Meng Guang was a little distracted, because he thought of Lian Feng's sudden death, but he quickly stabilized his mind: "It's really a joke, it's just an accident......

Lu Zhangwei smiled and asked: "Really, how about we have a literary fight? One person fights a punch, and it is the most fair not to dodge or dodge!"

Meng Guang frowned, but said coldly: "Who would be so boring!"

"So, you're smarter than Lian Feng!" Lu Zhang grinned: "The bell is about to ring, let's start!"

Lu Zhang's voice fell, and the battle bell rang. Lu Zhang stood indifferently, and Meng Guang did not rush out, but met Lu Zhang at an unhurried speed, and his cautious attitude made people see the vigilance in his heart.

"Come on, don't be afraid, I'm only four-fold, four-fold weaker than you!" Lu Zhang encouraged Meng Guang.

"Who's afraid?" Meng Guang was angry and raised his fist to blast, but the momentum was not strong at all, because Lu Zhang bit this knot and said again: "Just be careful of my divine fist!"

With a bang, the blood and qi surged westward, and Lu Zhang greeted Meng Guang in the style of "crazy bear digging ants", but he was shocked out of three or four steps, and in Liliang, Lu Zhang had obvious weakness.

Meng Guang's eyes lit up slightly, he hadn't used his bloody combat skills yet, just be careful...... This divine fist is bullshit, don't think about it......

Meng Guangyi gritted his teeth, and when his blood gushed out, he displayed his most handy bloody combat technique "Iron Rhino Splitting Mountain Arch", and his arms clenched into fists, rushing towards Lu Zhang like a rhinoceros collision. At the beginning, Lian Feng's finger was interrupted by this prefecture-level high-grade bloody combat skill.

Lu Zhang's face was slightly condensed, but he was not timid, the best defensive combination of "Thousand Jin Ding" and "Ape Arm Cart" withstood this "Iron Rhino Cracking Mountain Arch", Lu Zhang only felt as if he was hit by a rhinoceros that told him to collide, and the powerful Liliang rushed him out, retreating six or seven steps in a row before he stood still.

Meng Guang's face was happy, and he rushed forward, intending to attack Lu Zhang with another "Iron Rhino Cracking Mountain Arch", but there was a sentence in his ear, "Look at my divine fist".

Lu Zhang's sudden angry shout made Meng Guang shake his spirit, and the entire condensed blood energy suddenly retracted, and he forcibly stopped the momentum extremely uncomfortably.

But Lu Zhang didn't rush over to attack him at all, but stood on the spot and punched Lu Zhang in the air.

"Damn, do you think you are a Xuan cultivator?" Hearing an exclamation like a tidal wave in his ears, Meng Guang couldn't help but be furious, he was tricked!

The tens of thousands of spectators in the Xuanwu Arena saw such a scene, that is, Lu Zhang punched the air, and Meng Guang's body stopped as if it had encountered great resistance. Could it be that Lu Zhang has reached the legendary realm of Xuan Xiu? For ordinary people, the concept of Xuan Xiu is still relatively vague and magical, but at least there are still many people who know that if a martial artist in the Blood Realm wants to grow up, the next step is to cultivate the Xuan Tong and be called a Xuan Xiu.

"Meng Guang, you'd better not burst into foul language, because even Feng was foul when he died!" Lu Zhangfu reminded Meng Guang who was going to run wild.

Meng Guang's expression changed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Come on, don't be so emotionally fluctuating. You were very smart just now, you didn't rush over, my punch is the fist wind swept you, it shouldn't be a big problem!" Lu Zhang had already turned around unconsciously, he was obviously delaying time.

Meng Guang held the attitude of believing that he would not believe what he had, and once again cautiously launched an attack on Lu Zhang, and did not use his bloody combat skills.

But Lu Zhang seemed to know his state, and he actually took the lead in launching a bloody battle technique against him, catching him off guard, and both sides took two steps back, as if they were in a state of equal strength.

Meng Guang was completely enraged, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his body, so he launched an attack on Lu Zhang, which really belonged to the hot-blooded eightfold martial artist.

"Iron Rhino Cracking Mountain Arch" and another hot-blooded leg technique called "Folding Elephant Trunk" took turns to perform, and Lu Zhangjie was defeated and retreated, and soon forced him to the edge of the ring.

Just when Meng Guang was about to knock Lu Zhang out of the ring and solve this battle, Lu Zhang's eyes suddenly glared angrily, his whole body was released, and he exhaled: "Divine fist!"

Meng Guang tried his best to restrain himself from thinking about this bullshit "Fist of God", but the scene of Lian Feng's death couldn't help but appear in his mind, at that time, it was also on the edge of the ring, and Lian Feng wanted to knock Lu Zhang out of the ring several times, but it didn't happen......

"This thing is too evil...... this is what Meng Guang feels in the ring today, compared to his own life, all the honors and rewards are empty.