In front of the king and the prince, Xiang Meng directly swept the king and the prince with a leg whip, "lan feet." The next moment, a slash flew directly towards the king and the prince.

"Not good." At this time, the prince covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand. Looking at the flying slash, he immediately said something wrong.

A stream of spiritual power was injected into Qianchao's hand, and he held Qianchao's whole body in one hand and slashed towards the slash.

"Bang." The next moment, a blast sounded in the air, and the slash that Xiang Meng made became shattered under the blade of the king and the prince. However, the king and the prince were also filled with a powerful force, and their bodies involuntarily retreated.

After taking several steps back, the prince stopped and looked at Xiang Meng, with a sense of vigilance in his eyes.

"Haha, King Hidden is just like that." Seeing the king and prince passively being beaten under his attack, Xiang Meng burst into laughter. Although he did not relax at all, he still laughed and said, "I have killed so many of my subordinates, and I will let you pay my brothers here today."

As he said that, Xiang Meng transformed into a fist and clasped his fist again. When he finished speaking, he used his strength and a large bunch of dust splashed under his feet and rushed towards the king and prince in an instant.

"Bah." Looking at Xiang Meng who was a little arrogant, the prince also snorted coldly, poured a bottle of life potion, tore off a strip of cloth to block the wound, and then held the knife in both hands again, looking at Xiang Meng rushing towards him with a calm face.

"Bang." While Xiang Meng punched in front of him, the king and prince also moved instantly. The shallow spiritual power in his hand was directly facing Xiang Meng's fist. Suddenly, a low roar sounded at the collision between the two of them and the blade.

"Bang, bang, bang." With one blow, the two of them didn't bother and separated in an instant. Then, Xiang Meng's fist and the shallow hit of the king instantly slashed at the opponent.

In just a few short breaths, the two of them fought for several rounds, and a series of roars kept ringing in the air.

"Die me." Wanghou and Xiang Meng separated again. Looking at the king who was stalemate with him, Xiang Meng also roared. The fist was instantly covered with a layer of golden light. The tiger tattoo on Xiang Meng's chest also swam to Xiang Meng's arm. The tiger's head with its mouth opened was in the same direction as the fist.

"Tiger Roaring Fist." The next moment, Xiang Meng's punch was wrapped in a fierce wind and roaring towards the king and prince. In this fierce wind, the king and prince faintly heard the roar of a tiger. The fist was like a tiger going down the mountain, and seemed to be unable to stop it at all.

"Damn it, we can only fight in close combat." Looking at Xiang Meng's powerful punch, Wang Hou muttered to himself. The spiritual power on his hand doubled again, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into his arms and legs again.

"Drink." The king and his wife shouted loudly also held the knife and tried their best to face Xiang Meng. "Boom." The next moment, a muffled thunder that was even duller than before was heard instantly. Then, at the collision between the fist and the blade, a shock wave instantly dispersed, blowing the grass leaves on the ground rustled, and the soil rolled outward.

"Wow." The next moment, Wang Hou vomited blood, and the wound on his abdomen collapsed. A stream of blood instantly dyed the large piece of clothes red.

He held the knife with his arms trembling, and the king staggered and retreated directly, just like an old man with limited mobility, who retreated for more than ten meters before he stopped.

Looking up at Xiang Meng, the prince also said, "Awesome moves, but I see how many times you can use them."

Xiang Meng was not particularly happy either. Although Xiang Meng did not take a step back on the outside, the body was not less harmful than the prince.

After enduring the sword from the prince, Xiang Meng was shocked in his abdomen, and his internal organs were as if they had changed their positions, and a mouthful of blood rushed into his throat in an instant.

But just after it surged to the throat, the mouth of blood was swallowed back by Xiang Meng. "Bah." He spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and Xiang Meng laughed loudly, "Then let's see who is powerful. My skill is enough to kill you."

As he said that, his legs bent, his soles fell into the soil, and he clenched his fists again with one hand. The tiger tattoo on his arm roared again, wrapped around Li Feng, and then smashed it at the prince again.

"Drink." At this time, Wang Hou also used his legs and his spiritual power continued to roll, and a bunch of soil splashed under his feet, and instantly rushed towards Xiang.

"Tiger Killing Fist." "Slash." Another collision, another roar, and blood was also spilling out of the corners of the two of them at the same time. But they didn't care at all.

With force, Xiang Meng punched and Wang Hou crashed again. "Die, die." Then, Wang Hou and Xiang Meng were like cheating, and in an instant, several attacks collided, and the sound of five thunder-like collisions intertwined a symphony in the air. Wang Hou's power suppressed Xiang Meng, and Xiang Meng's skill brought the gap back. In dozens of confrontations, neither of them took advantage of them.

"Bang." Another shock wave spreads around the two of them as the center. Wang Hou and Xiang Meng also retreated at the same time. At a distance of nearly a hundred meters, the two stopped.

The two looked at each other, "Wow." The next moment, they bent down at the same time, covered their abdomen with one hand, and they spit out a large mouthful of blood at the same time.

During this fierce confrontation, the violent collisions and shocks made both Wang Hou and Xiang Meng very uncomfortable.

"Damn it." Looking at the king and prince who held a knife in one hand to support his body, Xiang Meng cursed secretly, thinking to himself, "This is the master of other schools. His strength is not inferior to me. My iron block will definitely not be blocked by this attack. Paper painting is not much use. Other attacks are not much use for this king and prince. All of this has returned to the original power competition. It seems that the final battle is going to be held."

As she said that, Xiang Meng glanced at the battle between Galen and Gu Linfeng not far away, and thought to himself, "Gu Linfeng is not the only opponent of Galen. If you hold on, Gu Linfeng will lose. By then, I will definitely not be the opponent of this prince and Galen."

Opposite Xiang Meng, Wang Hou held the hilt of the shallow knife in one hand and inserted the blade into the ground, supporting his body and half-squatted on the ground. Looking at Xiang Meng who was gasping for breath on the other side, Wang Hou also thought to himself. "This battle has become a competition of strength again, and everything else has become fancy. It depends on who has strong strength and who has good endurance, who can win."

"But." As he said that, the prince also looked at Galen and Gu Linfeng's battle, thinking to himself, "Galen is about to decide the winner. At that time, Galen and I will definitely solve this problem."

"But." Turning his eyes to Xiang Meng again, the prince also secretly felt something was wrong, and he said in his heart, "But this Xiang Meng must have seen the battle on Garen's side. I'm afraid that Xiang Meng will not drag the battle to Garen's side. The battle will end in this period. His strength is improving for a period of time, so I will be in trouble."

"Damn it, my close combat is weak, I'm going to fight next." As he said that, the king blocked the wound on his abdomen again and ate two oranges in one bite. His eyes also looked at Xiang Meng opposite him.

Xiang Meng also ate a few supplies to recover his life and physical strength. Then he clenched his fist. The tiger on his arm shone golden light. In an instant, the right arm covered with the tiger tattoo suddenly swelled up with his muscles, and the blood vessels were swimming under the skin like a small snake.

"Drink." Then, Xiang Meng shouted again, and the eagle tattoo on his face also shone. Then the eagle tattoo on his face kept swimming and came to Xiang Meng's back. With Xiang Meng's shout, a golden wing with a wingspan of five meters appeared behind Xiang Meng's back.

The next moment, she waved her wings behind her back, bowed her body, and "shaved". The next moment, Xiang Meng disappeared from the spot.

"Not good." When I saw Xiang Meng's arm that was enlarged with a punch and the wings made of the golden light behind him, I felt something was wrong.

Behind them were several weapons hanging in the air and aimed at Xiang Meng. Then, the moment Xiang Meng's body disappeared, the king and prince suddenly felt nervous, and the several weapons behind him were shot out, sealing the space in front of the king and prince.

However, the next moment, the king felt a slight vibration of air coming from behind. In an instant, the king felt something wrong. The spiritual power under his feet suddenly rose up and left the place.

At the same time, there were ripples in the sky again, and several weapons shot behind them in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang." The prince, who had not yet turned back, heard a ping-pong sound, and jumped up to distance himself from the place just now.

When the prince turned around and looked forward with a slight defense, Xiang Meng flicked the wings behind him, and a roar of air beneath his feet.

Stepping on the moon step, Xiang Meng clenched his fists and rushed towards the king and the prince at an extremely fast speed. All the weapons released before were blocked by Xiang Meng, and they are now stuck diagonally on the ground.

"Damn it." While suddenly raising spiritual power and retreating, facing Xiang Meng who was approaching at this moment, the prince also cursed secretly. Above the prince, there were ripples and waves, and in an instant, weapons shot towards Xiang Meng one by one, stopping Xiang Meng from moving forward.

But for Xiang Meng, who opened his full strength like a thunderous move, this seemed to be of no use. The right fist was not released, and the weapons were quickly avoided by one by one as Xiang Meng moved at the height of Xiang Meng.
Chapter completed!