
"The fleshy body Bai Meng had actually already broken through to Level 8 already.How fight? Ye Yuan was too impulsive. It was fine if he challenged Yan Shan, he shouldn't have been thrown at Bai Meng!"
"With Bai Meng's strength, he was able to enter the fourth level long ago! It's just that he would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, that's why he lives in the third level. He would only enter the fourth level when his essence energy cultivation realm broke through to the Phaseless Realm. "
"Ye Yuan is already very strong! He carried the bloodline of the dragon race, and his fleshy body was extremely strong beyond comprehension. But facing the fleshy body of Tier 8 Bai Meng, he could only die harmed."
Ye Yuan cut down Yan Shan. This made many people look forward to his battle with Bai Meng.
But now, facing the extremely strong Bai Meng, they could not see a single shred of chance of Ye Yuan winning at all.
A fresh bloodline flowed out from the corner of Ye Yuan's mouth. Clearly, that punch earlier had already damaged the insides of his body.
But this bit of injury did not count for Ye Yuan at all. He twisted the Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art and this small wound recovered in the blink of an eye.
Ye Yuan loosened his body and said with a smile, "Tier 8 right? Little interesting! At least it can make me serious! If you were as weak as that trash now, it would be too meaningful! "
Bai Meng's expression fell, and she said with disdain, "Still planning to hold strong? Son, I'll give you another chance, end your own life. Otherwise, once I make a move, it won't be easy for you to preserve the corpse intact. "
But Ye Yuan said with a laugh, "It seems like you've stayed too long on the third floor and become a bit arrogant and arrogant! Enough bullshit, take it!"
"Huh! You yourself are looking to die, can't blame me for that!" Bai Meng gave a cold snort and suddenly disappeared from sight.
Bang out!
Ye Yuan was struck flying by Bai Meng once again with a punch!
This time, Bai Meng did not stop. He wanted to throw Ye Yuan in one go.
Ye Yuan felt that the bones in his entire body would shatter apart. He clashed with Bai Meng just now, but the other party's fist was too strong, making him really somewhat unable to hold it back.
Bai Meng attacked again. Ye Yuan did not dare to refuse him. Raising his hand, it was another blow!
Bang out!
Ye Yuan was hit flying once more!
The current Bai Meng was like a war chariot; destroying Ye Yuan in a frenzy. Ye Yuan was like a sandbag under his hand, being hit everywhere by him.
But what made Bai Meng depressed was that no matter how she exerted strength, she was unable to completely dispose of Ye Yuan.
He could sense that Ye Yuan's fist was also extremely formidable; it was in no way inferior to his fleshy body. But the strength of Ye Yuan's entire body was unable to keep up, resulting in him being at a very disadvantageous position in terms of strength.
Ye Yuan twisted the Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art to the limit once more, healing the wounds on his body constantly, so as to face Bai Mengs next attack.
Under Bai Mengs attack, Ye Yuan was weak as a leaf floating along with the wind; without the slightest strength to retaliate at all.
In an instant, Bai Meng unleashed a hundred blows but was forcefully restrained by Ye Yuan.
Bai Meng did not hold back in the slightest. This hundred blows, he poured every last ounce of strength but was unable to take down Ye Yuan.
"Huh, huh, huh …"
Bai Meng finally stopped his attack, Ye Yuan's bellows-like pants billowed.
Bai Meng's condition was slightly better, but from the sweat on the side of his head, one could also tell that his fatigue was not small either.
"Haha, a-just a little bit of this power? Didn't you say that once you make a move, I won't have another chance? It turns out that your bragging skills are much more formidable than your actual skills!" Ye Yuan was panting heavily, but his words were filled with scorn.
Grabbing this gap, Ye Yuan crazily urged his Tyrant Dragon Regeneration Art, recovering internal organ wounds.
Ye Yuan felt that his entire arm was no longer his. He practically did not even have the strength to raise his arms.
But what made Ye Yuan excited was that his fleshy body became stronger bit by bit. It was already not far from breaking through to Tier 8!
Ye Yuan was definitely not a fool. The reason why he was doing this kind of beating was because he discovered that a limited fighting style like this could squeeze out the potential of ancient dragon bones, making his refinement even faster!
Right now, the person who could make Ye Yuan fight under this kind of extreme condition was really very rarely seen.
Without a doubt, Bai Meng possessed this power.
Facing an opponent with such a strong fleshy body was indeed extremely difficult.
Hearing Ye Yuan's words, Bai Meng's expression was extremely ugly.
He could tell from Ye Yuan slashing at Yan Shan that although Ye Yuan's fleshy body was strong, he was by no means his match.
But this boy is actually very creepy. He really couldn't do anything about her for a while.
Seeing Ye Yuan's ridicule, Bai Meng's face was black like the bottom of a pan.
"Whether it's bragging or not, you'll know right away! But I must admit, you are already impressive enough to be able to force me to use this move!"
Just to see Bai Meng roar. The clothes on his upper body immediately burst out, the muscles of his entire body opening in front of everyone.
The seven stars in his glabella gradually hid from view, turning into clouds of black gas, revolving around Bai Meng.
"Black Demon Tyrannical Martial Fist!"
A terrifying aura echoed in the battle arena. Even when separated so far from Bai Meng, everyone in the stands could still feel the power of this punch.
They all sighed endlessly in their hearts. If Ye Yuan did not go and provoke Bai Meng, perhaps he could still hold on for a while.
But now, Bai Meng was furious!
Under this one blow, Ye Yuan had no chance of surviving.
When Sun Qi saw this scene, his expression was unable to help change drastically, and he said to Nalan Chu, "Master Demon King, this ...what to do about this?"
Nalan Chu's face still had a deathly pale look but did not panic or lose his head due to Ye Yuan's state.
Hearing that, he replied with a smile, "If Bai Meng was only at this level, she would have already died. Although I don't know why Ye Yuan was dragged until now, this punch should be able to take out Ye Yuan's trump card! "
Sun Qi's expression changed as he looked at Nalan Chu in disbelief.
Could it be that the battle until now, Ye Yuan had actually not taken out his strongest trump card yet?
In the battle arena, Ye Yuan took out the Starmoon Sword neither too fast nor too slow. A faint sword intent began to appear on the field.
This sword qi was not strong. It was incomparable like Bai Meng's footsteps. But it was like a stubborn little grass in the rock crevices of a cliff; it was extremely tenacious!
"Will ... Soar .. to the Sky!"
Ye Yuan lightly slashed the sword, without striking it, without the slightest threat. The way most martial artists saw it, it was even somewhat amusing.
But when the gray-robed middle-aged man by the side of the arena saw this scene, his expression changed! Find authorised novels in , faster updates, better experience , Please click www. .com to visit.
This sword intent was thick and did not radiate. But the powerful strength contained within, he felt it clearly!
Swish!
Under the eyes of all those who did not believe, this sword easily split Bai Mengs persistent fist. After that, the remaining strength did not decrease, splitting Bai Mengs entire person into two pieces!
The corpse of Bai Meng that collapsed on the ground still had a wide circle for the eyes. Clearly, he could not believe everything that was happening before his eyes.
He clearly occupied absolute initiative, why did he die in the blink of an eye?
"W-How can it be like this? How could this thin slash possibly cut off Bai Mengs Tier 8 fleshy body?"
This is what everyone thinks today.