158: C158 Fight Against Hu Futian

C158 Fight Against Hu Futian

"Where do you think you're going!" Tang Zang's eyes shot out two terrifying beams of light as a blood-red light shot into the sky. Countless droplets of boiling blood released an undying divine light. It was like a sharp sword, burning even the space around it until it distorted. The temperature was terrifying to the extreme as it rushed towards Yun Zong.

As Yun Zong and the Divine Spirit fled, the light of the Primordial Spirit swirled around them. It was a terrifying sight to behold. He shouted, "Wait! I admit defeat!"

If he admitted defeat, then he wouldn't be able to kill.

Tang Zong stopped. With a wave of his hand, the boiling blood flew back into his body. Yun Zongheng's body fell to the ground, turning into a skeleton. The essence, energy, and spirit of the pregnancy inside were all incinerated by Tang Zang's Blood Boiling Divine Art.

In other words, his earth-step divine body was crippled!

It would be impossible to return to the peak in ten years.

"What ability is this?" The Eternal Spirit was trembling in fear as he stared at Tang Zang. He couldn't believe that he had actually lost to his brother, who he had always viewed as a humiliation.

He couldn't accept it!

"The Blood Boiling Divine Art that Teacher Meng taught me." Tang Zong's entire body was covered in blood. This battle was also a tragic victory. Many parts of his body were penetrated, and his flesh and blood tumbled.

"Teacher Meng, I didn't lose face for you." Tang Zong said in a weak voice. His face was like golden paper as he was extremely weak.

"Don't talk for now." Meng Xuan patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he should meditate in peace.

Seventh Prince's gaze was fixed on Meng Xuan and Tang Zong. His eyes flickered with a fierce light. He had never thought that Tang Zong would be the one to kill him in this battle. The Blood Boiling Heaven Method was especially frightening. Every drop of blood was like lava, burning away at everything.

"To properly comprehend the Blood Boiling Heavenly Art and cultivate it to the limit, one can release 1.60 billion blood droplets and easily burn down an entire great world. Each bead of blood is the size of a star. " Meng Xuan said.

When everyone heard this, their eyes burned with passion. This was a demonic technique! Every bead of blood was like a star, what sort of concept was that?

"Teach me, Meng Xuan. Teach me quickly." Zhuang Yu clamored.

"You guys can't cultivate it. Tang Zong's physique is different, and he has the Emperor Bloodline in his body. He's very suitable for cultivating the Blood Boiling Heavenly Art." Meng Xuan looked at the seventh prince.

"Follow me. Don't worry. There won't be a single one left behind." Meng Xuan had absolute confidence in himself.

In the First Universe, who didn't know of the Immortal King Meng Xuan's background? He had entered a treasury before, and it was almost emptied out.

Thinking of the treasury, Meng Xuan's eyes burned with passion. After he obtained the treasury, he exiled it into the endless void. Even he himself could not find it. However, he had left a few marks on the wall and was ready to enter once his strength had increased.

"Searching for the missing sect is really going to rise up."

"Tang Zong is really amazing, and this Meng Xuan is also becoming more and more mysterious."

Yun Chang looked at Meng Xuan from afar, and her eyes showed a pondering expression: "I really can't see through him. The Blood Boiling Divine Art that Tang Zong executed was definitely not inferior to the Imperial Dao Scripture, it was even comparable to the Ancient Great Sage's solitaire! "I wonder where this Meng Xuan came from."

Chunyu Mengqiu said, "Even Jiang Yifan couldn't break my Order Lock. When Meng Xuan was at the Dao Sea Realm, he undid it. At that time, I knew he wasn't simple!"

"Next match, number four!" Elder Wei shouted.

Meng Xuan walked up. Everyone's expression became excited as they gathered their thoughts.

"Number six!" Old Wei said in a clear voice, as a sinister light flashed in his eyes. In this round, he had to kill Meng Xuan. He didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy!

The crowd stretched their necks as they tried to figure out who Meng Xuan's opponent was.

With an eerie smile on his face, Hu Fantian slowly walked into the square and raised the number plate in his hand, "I am Number Six!"

"Crap, Meng Xuan against Hu Futian, he might not have any confidence at all."

"Hu Futian is too powerful!"

The eyes of Thousand Sunsets never left Meng Xuan. His hatred for Meng Xuan had already reached a monstrous level. He couldn't wait for Meng Xuan to die, but at the same time, he was also filled with regret. If he hadn't offended Meng Xuan, how wonderful would it be?

Could the current Fifth True Sect be another scenario?

A bloodthirsty look flashed across Hu Futian's eyes, "Meng Xuan, I will crush you with my bare teeth! Haha!"

His smile was extremely sinister and terrifying. Everyone who heard it felt a chill in their hearts.

"Wait a moment, Meng Xuan, do you dare to play with me?" Prince Seven asked.

Meng Xuan looked at the Seventh Prince with interest. "Oh? Don't know how to play it is exciting? "

"You're not allowed to beg for mercy. It'll be a fight to the death. How about it?" The seventh prince pointed at Meng Xuan as a cold light flashed across his eyes. He had to get rid of Meng Xuan. He couldn't wait any longer!

"What do you think?" Meng Xuan asked Hu Fantian.

"I have no objections. Hahaha." Hu Futian laughed arrogantly. His hair was snow-white, and even his pupils were snow-white. They were filled with a sense of femininity.

The seventh prince sneered, "What, are you scared?"

"If you're afraid, then scram. Don't come up here and embarrass yourself." Hu Fantian said without any trace of politeness.

Meng Xuan shrugged. "Then I have no objections."

Seventh Prince laughed out loud as if he had gone insane, "Alright, Meng Xuan, this is what you said! If he went back on his word, the thunder and lightning would strike him! You are looking for a missing sect and sent to the border! "

"If you go back on your word, when you see me in the future, respectfully call me Mister Meng. Do you dare?" Meng Xuan's eyes were filled with ill intent.

"Why would I not dare!" The seventh prince's face was incomparably hideous.

Everyone widened their eyes as they looked at this scene. From the beginning of the competition, it became a life and death battle. It was a life-and-death situation. One side had to perish!

"Kill him, we must kill him!" The Divine Snail Emperor and the Golden Wyrm did not leave. Seeing this, the resentment in their eyes grew denser and denser. They also viewed Meng Xuan as a thorn in their side, a thorn in their side that they could kill as soon as possible!

"Kill him!" "No!" Thousand Creations couldn't help but shout out, louder than many others. Meng Tiantian glanced at him, full of killing intent.

"Are you confident?" Tang Zong opened his eyes and seriously said. Hu Futian was one of the top twenty young deities of the ancient country of Nine Li, so there was no need to mention how powerful he was.

"Not bad." Meng Xuan said indifferently.

Hu Futian's imposing aura soared to the heavens. His white hair danced wildly in the wind, as if a demonic god had been revived. With a wave of his hand, a silver spear appeared in his hands and he pointed it at Meng Xuan. Within ten moves, I will kill you! "

"How many moves?" Meng Xuan was stunned. He asked, "Why do you like to use ten moves to cut you down?" Could it be a little new?

"Ten moves!" Hu Futian repeated.

"How many moves?" Meng Xuan was still as sloppy as before.

"Ten moves!" Hu Fantian roared.

"How many moves?" Meng Xuan confirmed the other party's words once more.

Everyone was speechless. Why does this Meng Xuan sound like a sh * t? With such a serious atmosphere, he was completely ruined.

Yun Chang rolled her eyes, speechless. Chunyu Mengqiu was also very helpless. Sometimes he was like a child.

"I f * cking said ten moves, are you crazy?" Hu Fantian was furious.

Meng Xuan said loudly, "Alright, then I'll kill you in three moves!"

Everyone burst into laughter, especially Hu Fantian, who was laughing till tears came out of his eyes, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? He said that he wanted to kill me within three moves. I'm so scared, what should I do, what should I do? "0

"Meng Xuan sure is. To even become a problem while preserving his life, where does your self-confidence come from, saying that you will be able to kill Hu Futian within three moves?" Yun Chang said.

"Big sister Yun Chang, if Meng Xuan can't beat him in a bit, can you go and save him?" Pure in Meng Qiu's face.

"Take a look." Yun Chang calmly replied.

Everyone could feel Meng Xuan's incomparable arrogance. Who was Hu Futian? He was one of the top twenty people on the Hundred God Rankings!

In three moves, only the top fifteen monsters would be able to get rid of Hu Futian, right? If you were to say that, they would not doubt you at all.

However, these words coming out of Meng Xuan's mouth was a little too strange!

Hu Fantian pushed his cultivation to the peak. With the Heaven-Supporting Spear in his hand, a bloody qi soared to the sky above his head as he thrust out his spear. A True Dragon soared out from the spear as it roared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it charged towards Meng Xuan.

The savage aura spread out and shattered the clouds in the sky. Hu Futian's killing intent surged to an extremely terrifying degree.

A flood dragon covered the sky, distorting the air as it charged towards Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan raised his head, his hands trembling as he howled towards the sky. The diamond chakram had once again formed a nine-by-eight Tian Ji Pole. It extended endlessly, like a pillar supporting the heavens. Then, he smashed down with his staff, like a falling star, causing the earth to tremble!

"I'll smash you, a non-mainstream Flood Dragon, and return your f * cking red hair!" Meng Xuan cursed, as though he was about to smash the heavens.

The Flood Dragon let out a wail, and was unexpectedly dispersed by Meng Xuan's attack!

"Hu Futian, it's my turn. One move!" Meng Xuan pushed out the Vajra Subduing Demon Wings. It was a dazzling scene, like a deity descending to the mortal world. The secret strength of the War God King was attracted. He was covered in the Battle God's armor and was filled with an unrivaled aura!

A look of doubt first appeared in Hu Futian's eyes. Then, his expression changed drastically as he pointed at Meng Xuan and said, "You …" It's you! "

Meng Xuan sneered, "That's right, it's me!"

Meng Xuan rushed over and instantly appeared in front of Hu Yangtian. He threw out the Demonic Sacrificial Fist, which landed on Hu Yangtian's long spear.

The spear suddenly bent at a terrifying angle. Hu Futian only felt as if he was struck by a divine mountain. That power was too terrifying. It was not something that a human cultivator could possess!

As his body was sent flying, his pupils contracted nonstop as a string of blood blossomed in the air!

Everyone was stupefied. What was going on?

No one could defeat the wargod Hu Futian. He was actually sent flying by Meng Xuan's punch?

"Hu Yitian, what are you doing?" The seventh prince shouted in dissatisfaction!

Hu Futian displayed a thousand jin pendant and stamped on the ground. The entire plaza began to tremble as if it was about to crack. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Half of his internal organs had been shattered by Meng Xuan's punch!

"It's him who killed Yue Jiuyou!" Hu Futian pointed at Meng Xuan in shock and said the words that would shock the world.

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