Tatsuno and the wolf did not show up, they were still lurking on the top of the mountain, and whether they could succeed at present depended on the battle.

Zongheng is a typical battle maniac, once he lets go, he is unscrupulous, and at this time he completely forgets his true purpose, and he can only fight and vent his fighting intentions.

Pushed all the way straight down the mountain, the huge body muscles were knotted, the bronzed skin was completely exposed, it was originally naked, at this time, only the key parts were still covered by clothing, and the rest were all broken by muscles, obviously the real anger was moving, constantly squeezing their potential, and in the run, the body was still constantly rising, like a blowing ball.

Each step of the king was more than ten meters away, and the ground rumbled with a shock. Although Zongheng's body is still tall, he still has to be half shorter in the face of the king, but he can't suppress Zongheng's fighting spirit at all.

There is no superfluous nonsense between the two, one is a heavy tank, the other is a steel roller, but it has more speed and strength than the two, and it is directly a violent eruption, full of energy, and the air waves are soaring, and the whole scene stirs up a monstrous shock wave, and the direct impact of the circle is around, overwhelming.

Separated, and then collided again・・・・・・

Until the figures of the two were completely covered by air waves and dust, they couldn't see it really, but the sound from inside was deafening, and the entire ground and mountains were trembling slightly, accompanied by the roar of the two, the sound of scolding, and the collision of muscles.

Until tea time, the figure calmed down, the dust slowly calmed down, and two figures could be vaguely seen looking at each other in the distance, a huge wheezing sound, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder.

Until everything could be seen, Long Ye and Wild Wolf were terrified, and at this time, the two figures were completely blurred with flesh and blood.

Half of his body collapsed directly, the white bones on his arms were visible, and there were several deep scars on his cheeks, leaning his body and constantly wheezing.

The same is true of the king, a huge blood hole above his chest is constantly bubbling with blood bubbles, half of his cheek is gone, and one leg was originally reversed, but now it is reversed, of course, this is similar to a normal human being, and thanks to Zongheng.

Neither of them estimated their injuries in the slightest, but they were just staring at each other from a distance, and the burst of battle intent stirred up a wave of qi.

Wang, hands touching the ground, holding his head up, only one eye can still see clearly, the abdomen is constantly contracting, with a contraction, the space is affected by it, followed by a continuous relaxation, followed by the sound of a thunderous heartbeat, the sound of blood flowing, like a drum.

The Xiaoyang group in the distance actually followed the rhythm of Wang's heartbeat, and kept letting out a rhythmic roar of "roar..."

On the huge fangs, the blood was ticking, there was a sound on the ground, and the corners of the mouth twitched, as if he was sneering, but it looked unusually hideous, and his face was full of blood, but in the rhythmic roar of many Xiaoyang, Wang's momentum was actually constantly improving, and the momentum exuded from his body became more and more fierce.

Zongheng just stared down at the front, his eyes were sharp but it gave people the feeling of being unusually fluctuating, as if he was not here at this time, and the opponent on the opposite side did not exist, the muscles were beating gently, and the wound was slowly squirming, and the self-healing was completed in an instant, and Tatsuno's self-healing ability was actually comparable, and the breathing became unusually long, and a space immediately became a vacuum between a breath, and the space contracted abruptly, and then exhaled, and the space was immediately blown up.

The body is on its knees, with its hands on its knees, accompanied by the sound of breathing, the flesh is more condensed, the muscles are constantly agitated, and the muscles and veins of the whole body are protruding, like a dragon.

"Whew. Wang Yangtian roared, his hands clapped his chest, his body bowed, his feet were staggered, and he kicked the ground, and a string of figures directly slammed into the vertical and horizontal.

At this time, the vertical and horizontal feeling was extremely profound, and the sound of Wang's heartbeat and blood flow could actually induce spatial suppression, hindering his blood flow and breathing, but Wang still muttered to himself.

Raising his eyes at the oncoming king, he whispered, "You are not worthy to be king before God." ”

One foot stepped back, and the same bowed body force, and the whole body was completely a huge bow that was pulled apart.

"Heaven and earth are bows, and I am arrows. With a roar, the whole body suddenly pierced the space, like a sharp arrow, directly into the arms of the oncoming king, the body was rotating at a high speed, the palms were facing each other, and there was a little starlight in the front section, silver and dazzling.

Wang didn't expect Zongheng to have such a means, and in a hurry, he actually turned sideways directly in the air, trying to avoid Zongheng's full force.

However, the entire qi engine was completely locked, and the space was directly locked vertically and horizontally, and Wang's entire body fell into the quagmire.

"Whew. "The king is bloodthirsty with one eye, he doesn't dodge or dodge, and his hands directly smash at which point of starlight.

"Wave. ”

The sound is small, but unusually crisp.

"Can you get out of the way?" he muttered to himself.

An explosion followed, destroying the world, but the entire explosion was locked within a single spatial range.

Long Ye was frightened, he couldn't imagine that Zongheng was a wrestler, but he also cultivated the power of space, in fact, this was also what Long Ye thought too much, this was not the power of space, but Zongheng used his qi to completely lock a space.

The king's body was directly knocked away, and one arm drooped down again, and there was no trace of flesh and blood in the entire palm.

Zongheng bowed out again, appeared behind the king before the king landed, and struck the sky with a single fist, with a ball of sparks, and unceremoniously smashed directly into the king's back.

But the king turned around abruptly, with a hideous smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his open chest met Zongheng's fist, and the white bone claws pierced directly into Zongheng's heart.

Everything was too sudden, as if they were all in the middle of a calculation, using their bodies as bait to attract vertical and horizontal approaches.

Zongheng was not afraid at all, his fist was still the same, but his other hand was clasped towards the white bone claw.

"Boom. It slammed directly on the king's chest, but at this time, the other hand also buckled the white bone claw that stabbed at him.

Wang did not retreat because of the impact on his chest, but on the contrary, he pounced forward, but the muscles in his back bulged high, and then broke into a fist-sized blood hole.

"Quack. Wang smiled cruelly, and at the same time, his intact arm stretched out and buckled directly to the vertical and horizontal neck, if this was detained, the consequences were unimaginable.

The vertical and horizontal arm pulled hard, the white bone claw broke in response, and stood up again, and was directly surrounded by the king, at this time the king actually did not care about the broken arm, but directly stabbed forward, and the sharp white bone arm could completely pierce the vertical and horizontal body.

"Admiralty. With a roar, the whole body bathed in golden light, covered with a faint layer of gold, and the treasure looked solemn.

"When. The white bone stab made a sound of fine iron, Wang's face was stunned, he opened his big mouth, and Sen Han's fangs bit directly into the vertical and horizontal neck, and the two were completely hugged at this time.

Zongheng didn't respond at all, let the white bones pierce him, his palms were united again, his middle fingers were facing each other, and the starry light flashed again at his fingertips, stabbing directly from his chest to the king who rushed to his face, and the target was the king's jaw.

Wang was shocked, instinctively let go of his arm, wanting to retreat, and at the same time changing the direction of the giant mouth bite, biting back the vertical and horizontal palm.

Zongheng sneered, "If you like to bite, I'll let you bite." ”

The king, who was originally in control of the victory, also panicked at this time, everything was out of an animal instinct.

But when he saw it, he was about to really bite, but with a flick of his fingers, the starlight went directly into the king's mouth without any barrier, and flew back vertically and widely.

"Poof. The sound was not loud, but the king's entire cheek had been blown up, and the king still spread his arms and waved wildly, and his body was violently knocked away by the shockwave, plowing a deep furrow on the ground.

The body that flew back bowed again, and the moment it landed, it retreated and touched the ground, bent and stretched, and then stabbed out, the king's body was not yet stable, at this time the vertical and horizontal body was already close, one arm was buckled forward, buckled the king's neck, and reflexively appeared behind the king, and the other hand had pierced the king's waist.

"Hi. He exhaled in a deep voice, and lifted the king's huge body directly up, and his knees were on top of it! His hands fell down hard, only to hear a "click", and the king, who was already dying, was directly folded in half, and the broken head could touch his toes intimately, but at this time the king could no longer feel it.

The king's broken body was thrown out high, and at this time there were suns on all sides, shivering, the king had been killed, and the new king was in front of him, one by one, on all fours, kneeling down, not daring to move.

"Ahh

Long Ye didn't have any scruples, he landed quickly from the hiding place, and grabbed the king's broken head, he should have reminded Zongheng at the beginning, but once this guy went crazy, he had no scruples, and the reminder was useless, just hoping it would work.

The 'Soul Devouring Technique' operated, and the soul power directly drilled into the king's sea of knowledge, and after half a ring, Long Ye's eyebrows were furrowed, and although the vertical and horizontal at this time was roaring, the voice slowly weakened, and Xiao Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, did not dare to act rashly, and there was no Xiao Yang who paid attention to Long Ye's appearance at this time.

Since it is a god, it is necessary to create an atmosphere of a god, and Long Ye directly slammed Yaoyao's sword, which was already exhausted, and directly stunned.

At the moment when he passed out, Tatsuno directly incorporated it into the Holy Spirit Space.

When all the Xiaoyang didn't hear the slightest sound, when they looked up, there was no longer a vertical and horizontal figure on the ground, and even Tatsuno himself had already disappeared into the space.

Many Xiaoyang looked at each other, with a blank face, until one of them came to the dead king's corpse, directly grabbed the king's head, looked left and right, there was no difference, there was a trace of cunning in the bloodthirsty eyes, a trace of greed, directly bitten off the king's head, chewed it.

At this time, without the suppression of the king, Xiaoyang wanted to completely devour the king's body, so that he could obtain the king's ability and become a new generation of kings, but Xiaoyang was already aggressive, and the generation of the king was in the midst of continuous killing, and the strongest could be recognized.

The entire Xiaoyang group is mired in endless killing, falling apart, bloody everywhere, and all of them will not be wasted, and all the corpses will be devoured as trophies.

Bloody and cruel, this is the survival rule of Xiaoyang or the beast race.