Chapter 806 all the cards are out, still suppressing you
boom!
Wei Hong's right hand condensed into a huge fist light, which was fiercely blasted towards Mang Song's body. Several artistic conceptions were intertwined together, exuding endless murderous intent. Even though Mang Song's body was extremely powerful, he was still blown away.
.
puff!
Without any power to fight back, Mang Song was blasted again and vomited blood. His expression was extremely ferocious, and he retreated towards the rear. His roars were like wild beasts, resounding throughout the whole small world. However, he was suppressed by Wei Hong.
Lived.
"How is that possible?"
"how so?"
The faces of the many disciples of the Demon Clan no longer looked arrogant, but showed expressions of horror and despair. They did not expect that the situation that they thought would be one-sided and easily kill Wei Hong would turn out to be like this.
Ban Jianying, the favored one in their eyes, was completely suppressed and vomited blood continuously.
At this time, they naturally did not think that Mang Song would lose like this. However, being the first to be suppressed and beaten to the point of vomiting blood was already a step behind. Therefore, everyone in the Monster Clan no longer expected Mang Song.
Wei Hong can be defeated easily, but he hopes that Mang Song can win with difficulty at the last moment.
There are too many geniuses, and there are too many arrogant people. Therefore, only those who can go on step by step and survive, among the many arrogant people, fighting step by step, can the one who wins can be called the arrogant person. Mang Song understands this truth, Wei Hong
He also understands this truth, so between the two, only one person can survive at this time.
roar!
The giant python behind him roared, spitting thick mist, mixed with a cold aura, corroding the entire sky. The moment Wei Hong was forced to retreat, Mang Song's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty, and he regained his monster instinct.
It was extremely cruel, and the injuries on his body were almost healed in the blink of an eye.
Although the recovery ability is not as perverted as that of Wei Hong, after the Mang clan bloodline is activated, the innate perverted recovery ability of the royal monsters is naturally quite powerful. Staring at Wei Hong coldly, Mang Song gritted his teeth.
He shouted: "You succeeded in irritating me, but you are still going to die today and no one can save you."
The moment the words fell, the long sword in Mang Song's right hand slashed towards Wei Hong. The sound of the sword was like the roar of a monster beast, accompanied by endless sword light and killing intent, and the sword's power was shocking. Wei Hong was killed.
shrouded in it.
snort!
Wei Hong snorted coldly and said nothing. He also slashed directly with the sword. The sword intent that shot up into the sky seemed to shatter the small world. Murderous aura that was not weaker than Mang Song came out of Wei Hong's body.
Looking at Mang Song's attack, Wei Hong's sword light entangled the entire small world. It was sharp and murderous, and suddenly collided with Mang Song's attack.
boom!
There was a fierce collision, and a large area of air shattered. There were endless collisions. Although everyone on the viewing platform could not feel the terrifying attack in the small world, they seemed to feel the same. Such a terrifying attack, especially
The sword light that overflowed one after another made them look horrified.
The fierce collision caused Mang Song to retreat quickly towards the rear. His eyes were extremely cold. His attack was easily broken by Wei Hong. This made Mang Song feel extremely aggrieved. Mang Song roared, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
, said coldly: "It's over, I'll send you on your way."
After Mang Song's words fell, bursts of roars like ancient monsters came from his body. The whole small world trembled violently for a few times, and the giant python figure behind him also became extremely huge and was completely destroyed.
It became substantial, and his eyes were like two big red lanterns, staring coldly at Wei Hong.
Mang Song's body was more than three times bigger than before, and he looked like that ancient giant. What he held tightly in his hand was no longer a yellow sword, but a long black saw-toothed sword gently pulled out from the void.
Each section of the whip exudes a bloodthirsty atmosphere.
On the high platform, the leader of the Demon Clan looked relaxed and said with a slight smile: "Mang Song has just completely integrated the Mang Clan bloodline a few days ago. It seems that the battle is about to end."
"Hehe, it's a pity. Although the genius of Yuhuayuan is not weak, he is still not good enough after all." In the cave of Kunyun Cave, he said with a smile and a murderous look on his face.
The dean of the Yuhuayuan is still neither sad nor happy. He looks at the situation on the court with a calm expression. In every competition, the Yuhuayuan will suffer heavy casualties. It is not so much that he is numb, or that he is already used to it.
How can a genius survive without being baptized in blood?
At this time, a terrifying coercion came out from Mang Song's body. He stared at Wei Hong coldly. The moment he waved the black serrated whip in his right hand, the endless soul of the monster appeared.
They appeared in the air, like afterimages, extremely sad and terrifying, heading directly towards Wei Hong.
There was a cold look on the corner of Mang Song's mouth, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. This saw-toothed whip, however, was made by the clan leader with the endless souls of monsters and beasts. It was almost a holy treasure. Therefore, he did not believe that Wei
Macros can be resisted.
Whoosh!
Wei Hong's expression was still extremely calm. The long knife in his hand was gently chopped down. The endless sword light formed a wall, blocking the wronged souls of the monsters. The power of fire and the artistic conception of cold were mixed in.
Among them, the small tree in Wei Hong's body and dantian was shaking rapidly, and terrifying power filled Wei Hong's body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A rumbling sound that no one could feel came from Wei Hong's body, but Wei Hong's eyes became more and more excited. He never expected that in the battle with Mang Song in front of him, his Dantian would be filled with so many small...
The tree actually attacks.
Gently slashing with one sword after another, fire dragons transformed from the power of fire swallowed the endless souls, and the cold meaning and the sound of thunder and lightning were mixed among them. The moment they were blasted out by the sword light, they exploded directly.
It broke into pieces and smashed the wronged soul of the monster into pieces.
The attack between the two people was extremely crazy. Mang Song looked at Wei Hong who could block his own attack. Horror flashed in his eyes, but what was more, he was furious. He roared and was extremely angry. In Mang Song's hands,
The long black serrated whip emitted a terrifying light and struck towards Wei Hong again.
However, no matter how fierce Mang Song's attacks were, Wei Hong remained tepid and his light attacks easily blocked Mang Song's attacks, while the sharp sword light in his hand became faster and faster every time.
boom!
Wei Hong slashed with his sword again. This time, he used all five kinds of artistic conceptions, completely suppressing Mang Song. Although it was only one move, it seemed like five kinds of attacks were blasted at Mang Song.
puff!
The terrifying pressure and momentum forced Mang Song to retreat quickly and vomit blood. However, Mang Song's momentum was rapidly increasing, but it was still of no use. He was stabilized by Wei Hong's sword aura.
I was so depressed that I couldn't even lift my head up.
ah!
Mang Song roared, and Ju Mang behind him also roared wildly and ferociously, trying to break away from Wei Hong's sword, but it was to no avail. Wei Hong's swords were sharper than the last, causing Mang Song to vomit blood.
Many of the disciples watching the battle were completely stunned at this time. At this time, Mang Song's eyes revealed a look of madness and fear, and he held the serrated whip tightly in his right hand. Although he was forced back by Wei Hong,
But he didn't show any signs of decadence.
"die"
Mang Song roared, and the long-prepared offensive was completely blasted out, easily breaking away from Wei Hong's sword. However, the saw-tooth whip in his hand was tightly grasped by him and he hit Wei Hong.
, all the powerful offensives were condensed into the long whip. The moment it was blasted, the space was pierced, and the air was burned countless times, as if it was the end of the sun. The offensive was shocking.
"idiot."
Hearing Mang Song's words, Wei Hong smiled coldly. His aura was also rising crazily. However, Wei Hong did not use his last trump card, although if he did, he could easily kill Mang Song.
Kill, because the last trump card was prepared for Jiang Yufeng.
"Falling Knife Technique"
Wei Hong shouted softly. Facing Mang Song's attack, Wei Hong slashed out with his sword. This sword seemed to suddenly appear from the void. The bright sword light shone with endless starlight, like stars.
, and what is even more terrifying is that when the sword light passes through, it burns the endless space, and the fire energy is extremely rich.
boom!
There was another fierce collision, but Mang Song was directly hit by the sword light, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The moment he fell back, Mang Song looked horrified: "How is it possible? How can you block my attack?
?”
Mang Song's expression was as if he was crazy. He couldn't believe it. Wei Hong's expression was extremely cold. Did he really think that his ambition and trump cards were unstoppable? Facing Mang Song's look, Wei Hong didn't bother to say a word to him.
Instead of speaking, the sword light struck towards him again.
Bang!
In the hasty collision, Mang Song tried to resist Wei Hong with the long whip in his hand, but was blown away by Wei Hong's terrifying force. He vomited blood again and retreated again and again.
Wei Hong seemed to be a god of death. Facing Mang Song's retreating figure, he sneered. The last attack was fully unleashed by him. The sword light covered the sky and sun, exuding the aura of destruction. Mang Song was horrified and frightened.
Under his gaze, he crushed towards him.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Mang Song's barrier was easily cut open, and the endless sword light strangled his body countless times. The knife marks were riddled with scars. The terrifying offensive and force caused his body to suffer serious internal injuries. After a while, it was
There is no way to recover at all.
"Okay, I'll take you on your way."
Wei Hong smiled coldly and suddenly increased his speed. Holding the long knife tightly in his hand, he came to Mang Song in the blink of an eye and slashed him with the knife. (To be continued...)