Seeing Duomeng wailing with his head in his arms, Mu Feng finally felt relieved. The opponents he met tonight were all masters who were much better than him. He kept breathing, and now he was finally released.

Boom!

Boom!

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The continuous sound waves made Domeng's soul almost torn apart. There were seven or eight shadows of Mu Feng in front of him. I couldn't capture which one was the real one. [

"Damn!" Domon tried hard to control his mind and resist the erosion of this force. At the same time, violent power began to emerge in his blood.

What is this power?

Duomeng was overjoyed. The blood-red light in his pupils was even better than before. He stretched out his bloody tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. With the blessing of this force, the tumbling blood gradually stabilized.

"It's good, I'll make you feel better." After a quick step, Mu Feng disappeared from the spot, his fist was like rain, and heavier than the other, concentrating on Duomeng's vital points. As his fist fell on his body, he could only hear the sound of bone shattering.

"Die bat, I was beaten by me before. I was not a vegetarian. My grandmother of Grass." Mu Feng cursed. It is said that Lilith, the grandmother of the blood clan, is also a rare beauty. "Remember, I am your grandfather, and I am so rebellious that I want to attack my woman. I'm dabi."

bump!

The last punch hit Domeng's chin and threw him into the air. Mu Feng did not stop, jumped high and turned his fist into a hand knife. "I want to kill me, I will send you to the west first."

With this knife, Domeng fell from the air again and slammed heavily on the ground. Half of his body fell into the ground. Mu Feng followed, grabbed his clothes and slapped him hard on the face, "I tell you the dead bat, what I hate most in my life is someone weexe me, or I should use my woman to weexe it."

"Cough cough cough." A series of continuous beatings beat Domeng to a dizzy state, making her pale face even more pale. After coughing up a mouthful of blood, a ferocious light appeared in her eyes, "It's too light! Are you just that strong?"

Mu Feng was stunned and became cautious. Why did he do this because he wanted to completely destroy Duomeng before his power was exhausted. Now it seems that this guy doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Has it been!

Sure enough, at this time, Duomeng suddenly rushed up, grabbed Mu Feng's chest pain with one claw, leaving deep scratches. Under the shock of the force, it violently hit the clock wall.

Taking a few deep breaths, Duomeng changed his slutty just now and approached Mu Feng with evil spirits, "I know what you are thinking, hahaha, the power is almost exhausted, I want to take the opportunity to kill me? Hahaha, it's not that easy. It's so good to beat me, now it's my turn."

My uncle!

Mu Feng got up from the ground. This guy and Song Qiao should have been blessed with the strange power in their bodies, so they became so powerful.

what to do?

He may be the one who dies like this.

Dong! Dong!

In desperation, Mu Feng hit the clock wall with two punches again, but this time Domeng did not have a pupil like he had just now, and his body actually had a shaped force, blocking the invasion of sound waves back.[

"It's useless, the same move will not work for the second time." Duomeng grinned with contempt, "Mu Feng, I want to kill you, I want to suck your blood dry. The blood of the strong is the biggest tonic."

Mu Feng was silent, and he was more cautious in his heart. He was thinking about how to get rid of this guy. He originally thought of a dead bat here, but who knew that the power in this guy's body was too qgu. At the same time, Mu Feng's power was recovered too slowly, at least it seemed too slow at this time.

Suddenly, Mu Feng also smiled, stood up slowly, and looked at Duomeng calmly. Duomeng was stunned by this smile. At this time, this person could still laugh.

"Die bat, I'm actually very curious. Can you relieve my doubts?" Mu Feng said.

Domeng frowned slightly, "It's useless to delay time. Do you think you won't be fooled by this? You underestimate me too much."

"No, no, you are wrong. I can only fight you with the power of others. Now that the power is almost exhausted, even if I recover, I will not be your opponent. Maybe tonight is the end of my life." Mu Feng sighed and stared at Domeng again, "Since it's death, I hope I will die to understand."

"Oh?" Duomeng showed a playful smile. Mu Feng could only kill the old man in the realm of transformation and embodied external forces, but he still had no chance of winning against him. Now his power was exhausted. As Mu Feng said, even if he recovered, he would not be his opponent. This is a fact.

When asked about this, Duomeng also became more interested. He should have the intention to show off. He smiled and said, "Tell me, let me see?"

Mu Feng actually sat down and took out a wrinkled cigarette from his body and lit it. "The Vampire once chased me, but almost killed me several times, so I don't have a good impression of the Vampire, especially those from your Demon Party family."

Domon didn't say anything, signaling Mu Feng to continue.

Seeing this, Mu Feng's expression did not change much, but he laughed in his heart. Since he knew that I was delaying time and still didn't take action, I really thought I was killed so easily. I'm stupid, give it to me for a while.

Mu Feng is not a fool. Looking back at Yaqi, Song Qiao tonight, and the dead bat in front of him, why are they so powerful? They are also using external forces, why are he short-lived under the infusion of Via's power, and Song Qiao and Domeng better control the power they get?

This is by no means accidental, because they took different ways and found a way to control their strength. Mu Feng actually had a guess in his mind that when he restored his strength, the stupidest people would leave things to save their lives. Mu Feng was not a fool, and he also left some things, perhaps the things left behind could give Domon a fatal blow.

The only thing to do now is to draw what you want from Duomong's mouth to determine whether the guess in your heart is correct. If that is true, the chances of killing this person will increase a lot.

"These are actually nothing important. There are no eternal enemies and friends, only eternal interests. After I arrived in China, I had almost no relationship with the blood clan. Since the last time I snatched the Shenyang Flower, I have appeared that time, all the major forces in the world. The one who came to the Demon Party was also the master of the Grand Duke, but they were all dead."

Upon hearing this, Duomeng's face changed slightly. He was not sure about the news about Shenyanghua that time. He happened to be unstable in control of the power, so he did not show up. If he had known this, he would have come in person, or let a relative-level strong man come, maybe Shenyanghua would have gotten it long ago, so how could this person be better? If that were the case, his strength would be stronger now.

"I'm very curious. That time, except for one person I put back, everyone I went to was dead. I believe that that person would not talk nonsense. Then I don't understand why you suddenly came to China and directly pointed the finger at me?" This was indeed Mu Feng's doubt, and this was by no means accidental.

Duomeng smiled. He knew that Mu Feng was secretly restoring his strength by asking questions, but even if he recovered, he could not form a wexe. He wanted to see how high he could still jump.
Chapter completed!