Supreme God King

The cave is open!

Looking at the shaking of the mountain in front of him, the expressions of everyone around it changed drastically, all of them looked at the mountain peaks in awe. Among them, it contained the cave mansion of the Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouse. The degree of preciousness was self-evident. In an instant, countless tiger roars were heard from the bottom of the mountain. Everyone had only one goal, which was above the mountain.

Suddenly, everyone moved, and there were ten mountain trails that immediately climbed Mount Wuliang, but in the end only one person could step onto the top of the mountain.

It is conceivable that the ten people standing on the top of the mountain will definitely enjoy infinite glory.

In an instant, everyone in the entire field started to move, rushing to the mountain peak like crazy. Under the entire foot of the mountain, the figures are connected together, densely packed, like a tide.

With his eyes opened, Meng Fan's figure also stood up at this moment, knowing that it was time to do it.

With a sneer, Meng Fan's figure immediately stood up and stepped out without deliberately accelerating, but he had indeed turned into a powerful energy and stepped directly into the court.

In this cave of the Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouse, even the loneliness and arrogance are suppressed to a certain extent, so it is difficult for other powerhouses to enter it. The stronger the strength, the more suppressed it is. It seems that everyone has to rely on... Luck.

With a chuckle, Meng Fan knew that if he were to compete for luck, he would still be pretty good. Under the volley step by step, he directly chose a mountain road, all the way up, and went straight. Step by step volleyed, Meng Fan's current speed could not be judged by the naked eye, and under a few breaths, he had come to the foot of a mountain road.

At a glance, Meng Fan's small face was suddenly full of black lines, and the mountain road was densely packed with figures. There were definitely a lot of people who did it before Meng Fan, and these people shot them one after another, turning them into remnants of electricity, constantly rushing to the top.

The entire mountain road is extremely narrow, and the only one who wants to go up is to kick everyone away. Seeing this scene, the corners of Meng Fan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, as he met the brave in a narrow way, and it seemed that the cave mansion of the Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouse was indeed too difficult to enter.

But now that he got to this place, Meng Fan said nothing would come back empty-handed. At the next moment, he stepped out with one step, and at the same time a loud roar came from Meng Fan's throat, and the sound wave spread in an instant like a dragon chant.

With such a voice spreading throughout the field, the complexion of all the people in front of the mountain road suddenly changed in the next moment, as if they were smashed by thunder. Among the sound waves, what Meng Fan implied was his own powerful mental power fluctuations.

In the first step of the dead, under the invisible spiritual suppression, countless people among the mountain roads were suddenly sluggish, and the low-powered ones directly spurted out blood. You are out of luck! Muttered in his heart, Meng Fan stepped out, stepping directly on the crowd, and heading straight up the mountain road.

If he doesn't move, Meng Fan will naturally not give up when he moves. Anything that hinders him can only be torn apart. Accompanied by step by step volley, and at the same time, Meng Fan's fists slammed directly into the void, without even using the Immortal King's body, now Meng Fan is already like a beast.

The countless desperadoes on the mountain road did not even see Meng Fan's figure, and they were directly bombarded by a powerful wave of air!

"Who is it!"

"How can it be so terrible!"

"Ah...no, there is a strong man on this mountain road, why am I so unlucky, go with him!"

What Meng Fan has been through is the easiest and most direct way to go up the mountain.

With fists breaking through the air, Meng Fan didn't take a step forward and the figure was flying. In the end, countless people around had already seen Meng Fan step aside, with a look of fear on his face. The strength of the opponent was too terrifying.

In front of it, there is no qualification to even use vitality. Within the time of a stick of incense, Meng Fan had already reached the mountainside in a simple and rude manner. There were already very few people around him, and countless people were fighting at the foot of the mountain.

However, those who can reach here should be strong, and there is a cold flash in Meng Fan's eyes. At the next moment, a huge wave of air blasted out behind him, and at the same time a figure rushed up from the air.

The method is simple and deadly, and the figure is like a ghost. Seeing anyone kills it directly. Obviously, the opposite is to kill countless talents to cultivate their current ability. Under such killing methods, they are also halfway up the mountain.

However, at the next moment, after seeing Meng Fan who was one step ahead, the figure suddenly twisted his face, a little unexpectedly, and said viciously, "It's you guy!" The tone was cold, with a hint of angry killing intent. The Taoist shadow is... Huang Yuan!

Huang Yuan, the ninth black list!

With eyes facing each other, Meng Fan smiled slightly, and said faintly: "Yeah, it's really a coincidence, Yuanjialu is narrow?" The voice fell, and Huang Yuan snorted coldly, and a stern expression appeared on his face, and he shouted coldly.

"Little boy, I haven't asked you to settle the matter the last time. Since you are here, there is a way to heaven and no way to hell. You just come in, let Lao Tzu send you a ride!" The voice fell, and at the same time yellow Yuan moved his body and punched out.

In an instant, the whole person turned into a powerful wave of air in mid-air, and the opponent reached the peak of soul refining, the angle of his shot was extremely tricky, and an unimaginable **** meaning erupted. Meng Fan's pupils shrank, and a cold expression came out of his eyes, and said lightly.

"What you want to say, officially what I want to say!"

The sound fell, and he stepped out. At the same time, Meng Fan slammed a punch, and the blue veins violently between the fist and the front, a hot temperature spread throughout the audience, faintly as if a sun was in Meng Fan's hands. Meng family martial arts, red boxing!

With such a punch, the two bodies collided in an instant, like two meteorites falling from the sky. Suddenly, their fists were facing each other, and the force impacted, and both of them were extremely confident about their bodies fighting close together.

Such confidence comes from countless killings in the past, and only in countless battles can we develop this one-shot close combat technique. In an instant, fists bombarded together, and in the next moment Huang Yuan's palms bloomed, turning his fists into palms, and grabbed directly towards Meng Fan.

With his arm blocked, Meng Fan slammed his punch at the same time, speeding you back and forth, and I don't know how many times it has hit it during a few breaths. In addition, there are only two afterimages in the field, and only the shock of the eardrums between them. The sound of the collision is heard, and the surrounding ground is directly cracked with the fight between the two.

In a few breaths, smoke and dust rose, and the mountainside almost broke apart. In the next moment, a figure was directly drawn out, and it took more than ten meters to stand before standing still, it was... Huang Yuan.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Huang Yuan covered his chest, not knowing how many ribs were broken. Just now, under the collision with Meng Fan, Meng Fan was hit by a punch. He actually lost above the killing means!

Huang Yuan looked shocked, and couldn't imagine that Meng Fan, who seemed thin before him, possessed such terrifying speed and strength. Obviously, Meng Fan is more fierce and fierce than himself!

Thinking of this, Huang Yuan couldn't help but bit his teeth, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the vitality in his body circulated quickly.

"Little boy, I don't think you have some skills, but you have to die for me!" The voice fell, Huang Yuan's hands were closed, the vitality in his body continued to gather between his palms, and a huge seal rose directly into the air in the next moment. Among.

This kind of seal, the red color, like a blood yang, reveals an astonishing meaning of killing. In the next moment, Huang Yuan stepped out, and at the same time Jieyin covered Meng Fan severely, suppressing his breath and descending from the sky.

"Yang Xuan Palm!"

The Hongzi level means, but Huang Yuan has already used it to the point of great success. With the palm prints falling, the void is like a huge wave directly hitting Meng Fan, the power of which is enough to shatter everything and tear the vacuum.

At the same time, a smug look appeared on Huang Yuan's face. By virtue of such a method, he killed countless powerful men. One blow broke through the air and directly covered the place where Meng Fan was. In the next moment, a loud bang was emitted, the air wave shook, the eardrum was shaken, and the whole mountainside was shaken.

The air wave spread, smoke and dust overflowed, and a huge pit appeared in the whole field, a full tens of meters! Looking at the billowing smoke and dust, Huang Yuanyin laughed, preparing to watch Meng Fan half-mutilated or even dead by his own bombardment.

As the dust dissipated, one of the figures flashed out, but...not moving.

"You!" For an instant, Huang Yuan's mouth seemed to have eaten an egg, staring at Meng Fan not far away in shock.

Completely beyond Huang Yuan's expectation, at this moment, Meng Fan, not to mention half-handed, even the corners of his clothes did not tear, a white palm stretched out, but he completely took over his full blow! The palm print of Hong Zi Dacheng level, the other party just took it down with one hand, just one hand!

Thinking of this, Huang Yuan swallowed a mouthful of water, a cold sweat that could not stop flowing out of his body, and he seemed to have provoked an existence that should not be offended.

At the next moment, Meng Fan shook the dust on his body, looked at Huang Yuan, grinned, but there was a trembling chill in his white teeth.

"The warm-up is over, since you want to go to the top of the mountain, then as you wish, I will send you to the top of the mountain!"