The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

This gun was so abrupt that Meng Langtian's reaction was so slow that his shoulders were pierced by the golden spear.

Regardless of his strong body, Meng Langtian is still a mortal body, and his golden spear is sharp and sharp, and he can naturally break it.

"Your movements are chaotic." Yang Xuanfeng said to Meng Langtian indifferently with a spear.

Meng Langtian's face was pale, revealing a bit of a terrible color. He did move a moment ago, and there was also confusion in his heart, so there was a flaw, and Yang Xuanfeng took the opportunity directly.

"I haven't lost yet!" Meng Langtian shouted, ignoring the injury pierced through his shoulder, one hand grabbed the spear, and the other hand lifted the big axe and cut it towards Yang Xuanfeng.

Yang Xuanfeng's face did not change color, loosened his golden spear, and easily avoided Meng Langtian's big axe. Then, after a flash, he came to Meng Langtian's back and burst out with a golden light.

boom!

This palm was fiercely printed on Meng Langtian's back, and immediately let Meng Langtian spit out a big sip of blood, showing his painful face.

Yang Xuanfeng did not stop his hand, grabbed a piece of gun body pierced through Meng Langtian's shoulder, and suddenly pumped it, pulling out the golden spear from the back.

When the spear was pulled out of Meng Langtian's body, a large stream of blood poured out and spilled on the ground.

However, Meng Langtian was indeed physically tough, and suffered such a degree of injury, but he still stands.

Moreover, because of the existence of demon blood and demon bones in Meng Langtian's body, these injuries on his body can be recovered at a very fast rate, as long as they do not hurt the vital point.

At this time, the terrible blood hole on the shoulder was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this moment, another blood spewed out from the blood hole, and the wound did not recover, but instead a very harsh breath stirred in it.

Meng Langtian's complexion changed suddenly, staring at Yang Xuanfeng.

"What did you do?" Meng Langtian asked, clenching his teeth. The blood hole at the shoulder was so painful at the moment. The injury not only did not recover, but also worsened.

Yang Xuanfeng smiled slightly: "It's nothing. It's just that the wound is contaminated with the breath of my spear. If you don't expel this breath, your wound won't recover."

Meng Langtian heard that he really wanted to crush a bit of steel teeth, and his injury could not be recovered. How could he continue to fight against Yang Yang Xuanfeng?

Especially when he used his inner strength now, the wounds on his shoulders were painful, which made it difficult to exert much strength.

The situation on the field also made everyone in the royal family of Meng Guo show gloomy colors, especially the emperor Meng Long of Meng Guo, how ugly and embarrassing a face is, as if swallowing a dead mouse.

On the contrary, Mu Hongchen and Huang Rulong, both of them have a sullen expression.

Here in the dry country, it is natural to cheer one after another, morale is high, and everyone's face is filled with excitement and excitement.

In the Yun Kingdom, the three geniuses were all dignified, and Yang Xuanfeng's strength made them all feel a lot of pressure.

They are thinking secretly in their hearts, if they are against Yang Xuanfeng, how much chance of winning?

After thinking about it, they still have no bottom in their hearts. Compared with them, it seems that Fang Lin is indeed much easier to deal with.

At least, the strength displayed by Fang Lin is not as suffocating as Yang Xuanfeng's.

At this moment, Meng Langtian has not conceded defeat. Although he still has the power to fight, he has basically no chance of winning in the current situation.

If he is forced to continue fighting with Yang Xuanfeng, he will still suffer the loss, and the injury will be more serious.

The victory and defeat, in the eyes of people with clear eyes, have already been divided, but this Meng Langtian is unwilling, and he is reluctant to admit defeat.

"Doesn't the Meng name admit defeat?"

"That's it! What are you waiting for?"

"Recognize the defeat, it will only be more embarrassing to hold on hard."

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Some laughter sounded around him, making Meng Langtian's heart increasingly angry and his face extremely gloomy.

Seeing this, Yang Xuanfeng sighed: "It seems that you still have to continue."

"Yes!" Meng Langtian yelled, his body and blood boiled up, even if there was blood at the wound, he did not care.

Bang! ! !

Meng Langtian dropped his big axe and suddenly punched out. The inner strength, demon spirit and blood power of the whole body were all condensed on this punch.

It can be said that the power of this punch is Meng Langtian's strongest blow. Regardless of victory or defeat, after this blow, Meng Langtian will have no trace of combat power.

Meng Langtian's victory and defeat are all gambling on this fist, which can be said to be out of the box. Even if he can rely on this boxing to defeat Yang Xuanfeng, it is only a terrible victory.

A punch came, with a strong breath, as if the whole square was shaking, even those who watched the battle outside the deep square felt a thrill, the power of this punch was too terrifying.

In other words, when faced with a punch that seemed to smash the sky like a rainbow, I'm afraid it would be terrifying.

Yang Xuanfeng is also not careless. This is Meng Langtian's last punch and the strongest punch. Even if he has an absolute advantage at this moment, it may be because of this punch and the situation will be greatly reversed.

After all, Meng Langtian's strength is also very strong, and even now, he still has not failed.

Yang Xuanfeng was also unreserved when the punch hit, and the golden handprint appeared again between his inner strength.

This golden handprint was also exhibited by Yang Xuanfeng's inner strength, which was amazingly powerful. The golden light swirled around, so that almost everyone could not open their eyes, which was extremely gorgeous.

Bang! ! ! !

At the next moment, Meng Langtian with a roar, with a roar, with a furious blow on the golden handprint.

For a time, the entire square was trembling, the rocks were splashing, and the square was torn apart, as if to collapse.

Not only that, the figures of Meng Langtian and Yang Xuanfeng were swept by the terrifying air waves, and they could not see the situation of the two of them.

On the ground that is about to collapse, there is a soft light ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which makes the square recover as before.

After a while, all the talents looked at the audience, and then they all showed a surprise.

"It's amazing." Fang Lin stood in front of the people in the dry country and couldn't help but sigh.

At the moment, Yang Xuanfeng was still standing there. Although his face was pale, it was obviously not a big deal.

That Meng Langtian had already fallen to the ground, apparently passed out, but his life was harmless, but the injury was serious. Even if there was demon blood and demon bones, he would not wake up for a while.

"Damn it!!!" Meng Long roared, his lungs exploded, and the two members of the royal family of Meng Guo immediately came to the front, dragging the dead Meng Langtian down.

At this point, the three men of the country were defeated, and they were all lost to the hands of the two.

"Meng Guo is ashamed this time." An older warrior said with emotion.

Yang Xuanfeng just wanted to return to the dry country. Suddenly, the sound of wind breaking came from behind, and someone secretly attacked himself.