1782: C1782 First World War

C1782 First World War

Fight!

A single word could shake the world!

Blood and Qi erupted as light scattered in all directions. Meng Fan, who was standing in the sky, was like a godly demon that could sweep through everything. His entire person exuded an incomparably terrifying aura.

Thirteenth Palace Master, his name was naturally known by everyone. Facing this kind of being, who was ranked the strongest since the ancient times, Meng Fan did not cower in the slightest. He only threw out his fist and his entire person was like a sharp divine weapon that was about to be unleashed.

Boom! *

As the punch came, Hallmaster also let out a cold snort. He raised his hand and collided with Meng Fan's Inverse God Fist.

Both of them were extremely powerful forces. The moment they collided, the surrounding space cracked apart, creating a spatial black hole in the air.

The moment an expert made a move, it was clear if he had done it or not!

He had been the Divine King for a period of time, and he had even killed two great Expert of Celestial King Stage s, using the Defiance Martial Arts to sweep through everything. Even Ji Tianshen from back then was at a disadvantage.

However, today, Meng Fan felt that there was an even richer martial skill. Even though Meng Fan's Defiance Martial Arts could devour everything and cover everything, it still gave off the feeling that it was just a small matter.

Thirteenth Palace Master's martial arts aura seemed to make everything in the world come to an end. The moment anyone saw Thirteenth Palace Master, it also meant that he had reached the end and had ended everything!

The latter was death itself, which meant annihilation!

Eh!?

With a jolt in his heart, Meng Fan understood that this hall master who swept across the entire world was indeed extraordinary. However, the speed at which he punched was not slowed by even a single bit at the same time. After this moment, he waved his fists and shattered the air as he brazenly walked towards Thirteenth Palace Master.

"That's right!"

Thirteenth Palace Master said expressionlessly in the face of Wu Tie's extreme killing power.

However, I did not kill you that day because the ancient god was present. Right now, there is only you and me in this world.

Every word was powerful, like a law.

Thirteenth Palace Master was not afraid of the world. After fighting for so many years, every word that came out of his mouth contained the intention of a true monarch. It was as if if if he wanted him to live, to live, to die … … Compared to that, Meng Fan was much weaker!

An instant later, one could see that the arena was engulfed in an incomparably violent battle. The two were engaged in close combat, and their movements were endless. Any attack was a move that could destroy everything. Their speed was extremely fast, and they were constantly clashing with each other!

Meng Fan's main attack and Thirteenth Palace Master's main defense were his specialties in close combat. For many years, Meng Fan had relied on his own ability to fight his way out through the battlefield!

However, no matter how sharp Meng Fan's fists were, they did not break Thirteenth Palace Master's defense under the collision.

Standing in the sky, he was not the least bit flustered. He methodically blocked all of Meng Fan's attacks!

"Counter-God Seal!"

In the next moment, Meng Fan no longer hesitated and instead let out a roar. With just three words, his aura could swallow mountains and rivers, like a hundred thousand claps of thunder!

He was facing the strongest person in the history of Long River of Promordial Qi, so naturally, Meng Fan would not hold back at all. Therefore, in just a moment, he had merged with the martial way, and after a series of punches, he had even split apart everything with his palm.

Boom!

In an instant, terrifying runes appeared around Thirteenth Palace Master's body, naturally forming a killing array. The Black Qi of Death in Thirteenth Palace Master's hands had evolved to the limit, the killing array swept across the sky, and directly blocked Meng Fan's Counter-God Seal!

The sky exploded and the sound was deafening. Under this kind of impact, even the Primal Chaos Hall couldn't help but tremble.

Amidst the smoke, the air waves caused by the collision spread in all directions and a figure could be seen flying out. It was Thirteenth Palace Master!

Done!0

Meng Fan's pupils constricted as he took a step forward, planning on taking advantage of the situation to give chase. However, the moment he moved, a cold feeling came from his back, as if he was being stared at by a deadly god of death.

Not good!

Meng Fan suddenly turned around, but it was already too late because the first attack had passed through everything. Even though Meng Fan's defense was ignored, even though he had the instinct of a Myriad Qi Cauldron, it was still completely torn and directly hit Meng Fan's back.

Creak!

In just a moment, the cold Black Qi of Death entered Meng Fan's body. The one who attacked was none other than Thirteenth Palace Master!

However, Thirteenth Palace Master was clearly one step ahead. Before this, not only did he resist Meng Fan's attack, but he also fooled Meng Fan for a moment. He thought that it was his real body that was retreating, but in reality, it was just an illusion.

However, the real Thirteenth Palace Master's real body teleported to the back of Meng Fan and succeeded in one move!

Blood splattered everywhere. After a moment, a bone-piercing pain struck Meng Fan. He gritted his teeth and shifted his body. His green shirt was dyed red with blood.

What kind of person is Thirteenth Palace Master? His attack was extremely vicious and not only did he instantly break at least three of Meng Fan's bones, he even sent a powerful Black Qi of Death into Meng Fan's body!

"Roar!"

After a moment, Meng Fan let out a low roar and grabbed towards his wound. At that moment, he could see that Meng Fan's palm caused a large amount of flesh and blood to be torn off from his upper body as if it was not his own.

This made Meng Fan's back bleed like a fountain. The wound was so deep that it reached to the bone, leaving him speechless.

"So decisive!"

In the distance, seeing this scene, Thirteenth Palace Master chuckled. His eyes, on the other hand, flashed a hint of admiration. With his previous successful attack, he had also covered Meng Fan's body with his martial arts aura. If Meng Fan's reaction was a little slower and not as ruthless towards him, it was very possible that Thirteenth Palace Master's martial intent had entered into Meng Fan's bone marrow.

At that time, Thirteenth Palace Master would not be tearing his own body apart, but his entire body would explode. Otherwise, his soul would be damaged. This was Thirteenth Palace Master's terror!

With such injuries, it was impossible for him to recover easily. The reunion of his flesh and blood made Meng Fan look like a man made of blood. It was quite a tragic sight.

"But you still can't!"

Thirteenth Palace Master shook his head, narrowed his eyes and said calmly,

"You should have seen the difference between us. Just this big. Today, not to mention the two of us here, even if it's me alone, how can you win?"

His voice was calm, but it was loud and clear, as if he was trying to attack Meng Fan's mental state.

In a battle between two Celestial Kings, the intent to kill was even more critical. Once the other party lost their confidence, there was a high chance that a loophole would appear in the battle and the opponent would succeed!

Under such circumstances, Meng Fan was forced into a corner and was not optimistic!

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