"You're fucking dead!"

After Wu Liaoping and the two fell to the ground, Wu Liaoping didn't care about his own injuries, so he hurriedly broke free from Meng Ke's arms, and then looked at the good brother in front of him with a worried face, and roared at him like crazy, and even became so excited that his neck had already turned red.

After seeing that Wuliaoping had only suffered a few injuries, although Meng Ke was already in pain at this moment, he couldn't straighten his waist a little, but at this moment, he didn't forget to be strong again in front of Wuliaoping, because he knew that Wuliaoping was the only hope that Murong Wenxin could escape smoothly, and he was willing to fight for this dream.

"Don't die, hehehe, can Lao Tzu be more desperate than you? You know, Lao Tzu's life is more expensive than you, so your cheap life, or honestly give Lao Tzu a life, if you have to seek death, at least not now. ”

After Meng Ke finished speaking with a grin, he drew his sword again to block the sword qi of several sword formations for Wu Liaoping.

"Okay, then the two of us can settle it, and I'll see which of us dies first. ”

Listening to Meng Ke's words, looking at Meng Ke's appearance that was already on the verge of the limit, Wu Liaoping suddenly burst into arrogance. It's just that as soon as his words fell, he saw Meng Ke in front of him, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood foam again. And with these mouthfuls of blood foaming out, he could clearly see that Meng Ke had already run out of oil.

Murong asked, today our two brothers entrust the future of my Haoran Alliance to you, you must either leave this place, and then raise the eldest lady to grow up as a person, this is the future of my Haoran Alliance, and it is also the only courage and belief that we will fight for here.

"Absolutely!"

The commander of the sword array shouted loudly again, only to see that from among the many sword array disciples, suddenly a figure began to quickly shuttle through the bodies of the two of Wuliaoping, and then disappeared again in the opposite corner of the sword array, and when this figure just dissipated, then two figures flashed out from this opposite corner again, just like after penetrating the bodies of the two of them, they disappeared in the opposite sword array again. One becomes two, two becomes four, and four becomes eight. In the blink of an eye, the entire sword array came and went, and the two of them could only use the internal strength of their whole body and grit their teeth to hold on.

Before the end of the first round of attacks, you can see Wuliaoping and Meng Ke in the middle of the field at this moment, and the two of them have long been in an intact place on their bodies. The original old injuries of the two have been bleeding non-stop, and the new injuries at this moment are undoubtedly accelerating the demise of the two.

Even at this moment, Wuliaoping, one of his eyes has been stabbed and kept bleeding out of the body, by this blow, this eye is categorically unsaved, blind, and the original combed and towering hair tail was also helplessly draped down at this time, and the whole body was pierced in many places, but even so, he still relied on the sword in his hand to make the last insistence.

And Meng Ke leaned tightly on Wu Liaoping's back, also glaring around with an angry face.

"Eventually... Yu also... It's coming... Ahh

Looking at the dense sword array disciples around him, Wu Liaoping said weakly.

"yes... Root... Thought since... I can also... Enough in... How persistent it will be..."

Listening to Wu Liaoping's complaints, Meng Ke responded with a big gasp.

"Old fellow... This last... One show... Can you... Be prepared... Well..."

After clenching the sword in his hand hard, Wu Liaoping straightened his waist with difficulty, and then asked Meng Ke with no spirit at all in his back tone.

"Heh... Hehe... You... Say what..."

Listening to Wu Liaoping's joke, Meng Ke smiled unprecedentedly, and then choked back weakly.

"Up..."

Without waiting for Wu Liaoping to finish speaking, he saw him forcibly use his strength, and then while spitting blood from his mouth, he raised his sword and swung it wildly towards the eye of the sword array.

And when he felt that the feeling behind him that was extremely familiar to Meng Ke disappeared, he also moved. I saw him throw his long sword, which had been curled, to the ground weakly, and then raised his fists and swung it vigorously towards Pinggu.

Seeing Meng Ke swinging his fist again, Shan saw that Pinggu was holding the ground with one hand at the moment, and then the whole person quickly spun in place and then slammed towards Meng Ke's door with a whip leg. Seeing this, Meng Ke hurriedly put his arms in front of his face, so that he could block this powerful whip leg. But Pinggu didn't stop the killing, after Meng Ke prevented this whip leg, Pinggu took advantage of the situation, twisted her body again, took off in the air in reverse, and hit a more violent whip leg from top to bottom towards the face door protected by Meng Ke. When Meng Ke resisted the second round of attacks, a mouthful of rich blood stains could no longer hold back, and squirted out with his mouth open.

can't defend like this, if you keep it like this, Murong Wenxin may not be able to go at all. You have to get rid of Aunt Ping here, otherwise...

As Pinggu's fierce attacks came towards Meng Ke one after another, at this moment, he thought of a solution to the dilemma at this moment, attacking. Only offense is the best defense and the only way to solve problems.

"Twin lions' roar!"

After Meng Ke roared angrily, he clenched his fists and smashed towards Pinggu at a stormy speed, and with every punch, Pinggu could feel the incomparably violent internal force from it. What's even more terrifying is that at this moment, Meng Ke's fist speed is fast enough to compress the air around him to a loud sound, just like countless lions roaring, and as the punch gets faster and faster, the internal force on Meng Ke's fists is gradually displayed in a visible way with the naked eye, and the pale cyan internal force gradually turns into two roaring lions under Meng Ke's fists.

This is Tiangang's battle qi, and this is the mastery of the Haoran League, which is comparable to Donghuang's swordsmanship.

And when Pinggu naively took the first punch, she began to regret it infinitely, only because the second punch followed, the third punch, and the fourth punch.

In fact, from the third punch, Pinggu has been unable to resist, let Meng Ke's double lion roar hit all over his body, if it wasn't for Pinggu who urgently protected her heart with internal force before, it is estimated that this round of blows, Pinggu would have to die.

When Meng Ke used his last bit of strength to knock Pinggu away, he gasped and stopped.

I saw that at this moment, Pinggu was once again beaten by Meng Ke and rolled backwards several times before lying on the ground, and then lay on the spot panting, squirting out several mouthfuls of rich blood from time to time, but she no longer had the strength to get up.

After seeing that Pinggu finally couldn't get up, Meng Ke was relieved to look at Wuliaoping, who was still trying to hold on not far away, slowly closed his heavy eyes, and then planted his head on the solid ground, and after a long time, there was no sound.

"No !!"

Seeing Meng Ke's death, Wuliaoping was completely furious. I saw that he didn't care about anything at the moment, just slashed at the body of the sword formation disciple with such a hard sword, there was no gorgeous move, no smart body technique, he just waved the sword in his hand savagely, and then slashed at everything in front of him without hesitation.

After a long time, a man was crookedly leaning on a long sword that had been plunged into the ground at some point, glaring angrily. At his feet, there were more than a dozen people dressed in the clothes of the disciples of the inner courtyard of the Haoran Alliance, and at this moment, the only remaining disciples opposite him were staring at this man one after another as if they were looking at the Demon God Heavenly General, and the swords in their hands fell to the ground one by one.

He is the King of Zhenwu of Haoran League, Wuliaoping.