The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2491: A blow to kill

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Boom...

The Burning Man made by Wang Meng is too fierce, and it blasted out with a fierce punch.

Take the vital part of Daoling's body straight.

When Dao Ling saw this, his pupils tightened, and he hurriedly placed the black blood magic knife in front of him. He wanted to resist the fierce punch of the fire man.

Boom!

Rumble...

At the position where the two confronted, a white mark appeared on the fist of Burning Man, but there was no substantial damage.

Dao Ling was also unharmed, but was shaken back several steps.

However, before Dao Ling could fully react, Fire Man rushed over again, and Fire Man did not give Dao Ling a chance to breathe.

After seeing this battle, many of the onlookers next to him felt lingering fears.

"This kind of puppet is really powerful."

"The problem with Wang Meng's puppet is not simple. At least it must have the strength of the seventh stage late stage, and at the same time it is burning with terrifying flames, it is difficult to be strong."

"It is true. It is really bad luck to encounter such a difficult puppet."

"Damn..." Dao Ling was completely angry when he was hit by the fire man, his face flushed, and his eyes burned with anger.

"Blood Blade God Slash!"

Dao Ling performed a tyrannical technique, and the moment the seal in his hand condensed, the black blood divine sword rushed into the sky.

A sea of ​​blood emerged in that area, and in the sea of ​​blood, the sword of black blood stood up, exuding a terrifying and fierce might.

Huh!

The huge black blood divine sword just fell down like this, and it felt like the sky was crushed down.

The space trembles violently, then it breaks.

Wang Meng raised his head and stared at the high sky, frowning tightly, and he could feel the horror of Dao Ling's move at this moment.

Wang Meng used natural exercises almost without hesitation.

The forces of nature flew out of Wang Meng's body, madly condensed, and gradually gathered into a huge green ball.

The green ball blocked the fireman and hit high in the air.

Boom...

There was a loud noise, and the two attacks met fiercely.

The terrifying blow of Dao Ling was easily resisted by Wang Meng.

"This guy has some skills." The people around shocked Wang Meng's ability.

Huh!

The spiritual energy burst under his feet, and Wang Meng quickly came to Dao Ling's, staring at Dao Ling.

At this moment, Daoling's body is full of fierce brilliance. He stared at Wang fiercely and shouted: "Boy, your fireman puppet can't resist me, today I will chop you into mashed flesh."

When the words are over, Dao Ling is cut again with a terrifying knife.

The sword energy formed above his head, cutting off the space with a slash, and the terrifying blood energy crazily overflowed from that space, forming a large sea of ​​blood, to suppress Wang Meng.

When Wang Meng saw this, he sneered at the corner of his mouth, he was not afraid.

The God of War spear appeared in his hand, a spear pointed at the angry point in front, countless spear shadows gathered into a golden giant spear, a terrifying aura radiated, and a fierce collision with the sword spirit of the sword.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The space was blurred, and the entire altar shook slightly, and the figures of Wang Meng and Dao Ling moved back several steps at the same time.

The powerhouses nearby can see that the strength of Wang Meng and Dao Ling is between the first ones.

As he approached, Dao Ling spewed out a bit of blood, and his face was a little wilted.

On the other hand, Wang Meng was unscathed.

"Dao Ling was injured?"

"This Wang Meng actually injured Dao Ling with a single blow, but he was able to withstand it."

"Look at Wang Meng's current breath, it's a lot more tyrannical than before."

At this moment, Wang Meng unabashedly released his own aura, so these powerhouses can clearly feel it.

The Blood Demon Phoenix frowned tightly: "This Wang Meng, has his strength already broken through to the middle stage of the seventh stage?"

"He also has his spiritual power, which is also very strong. It should have reached the stage of the seventh stage of the stage."

The Blood Demon Phoenix was a little shocked, after all, the last time he and Wang Meng played against Wang Meng, Wang Meng was only at the late sixth stage.

Now Wang Meng's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds.

"But even if you reach the middle stage of the seventh stage, Duan Ran will not be my opponent, Wang Meng, I am more than that." There was an icy chill in the Blood Demon Phoenix's eyes.

It was full of his arrogance and confidence.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Dao Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Wang Meng, his eyes full of resentment.

"Are all your methods finished now? If they are used up, then I should take action." Wang Meng stared at Dao Ling angrily. At this moment, Wang Meng would never give Dao Ling any chance.

Wang Meng intends to make a quick battle and kill Dao Ling with one blow.

Huh!

Wang Meng stomped the ground lightly with the soles of his feet, the aura flashed under his feet, and quickly came to Dao Ling's approach.

When Dao Ling saw this, the black blood divine sword in his hand quickly danced, forming a field of sword energy around him.

This makes Wang Meng simply unable to make progress.

The strength of this sword Ling is indeed terrifying.

Two people can't talk together at a time.

"It seems that it is not easy for these two people to decide the winner at a time."

"It's really not easy. Although Wang Meng's strength is in the middle stage of the seventh stage, the strength of the sword in the later stage of the seventh stage is also not to be underestimated. If Wang Meng wants to really beat him, he has to show some real skills. OK."

"I think Wang Meng hasn't tried his best yet. He should have some special methods, right?"

At the moment, everyone next to you is talking.

At this moment, Wang Meng's body paused slightly. The strength of the two of them was between the first and second. Wang Meng's slight pause was fatal.

That Dao Ling was not an ordinary person. For a moment when Wang Meng was distracted, a cold chill flashed in his eyes and a grin across his mouth.

Dao Ling really seized this opportunity.

The black blood divine sword in his hand bloomed with an icy glow, and it slashed at Wang Meng angrily.

Huh!

Wang Meng's figure suddenly became illusory, showing black and gray colors.

"This is... the afterimage!" Some strong people found out for the first time.

Dao Ling also noticed that seeing Wang Meng's body violently retreat, leaving behind an afterimage, he didn't even bother to pay attention to it, and immediately turned away facing Wang Meng's real figure.

However, at this time, the corner of Wang Meng's mouth with a shadow was raised slightly, and a cold smile was drawn across it.

"Afterimages?"

"Then you can come and take a look."

Huh!

The so-called afterimage of Wang Meng's voice fell, and he immediately turned to Dao Ling. The spiritual energy circulated in his body, turning into a spiritual energy prison, which firmly trapped Dao Ling from behind.

"This..."

Dao Ling was shocked. The moment he turned his head, he could see the so-called Wang Meng residual image sneering at him.

Dao Ling was in a daze.

Wang Meng's body retreated violently just now, isn't it the afterimage left behind? How could it suddenly appear again?

The scene before me is really weird.

"It seems that this is not the afterimage of Wang Meng, but the body."

"This Wang Meng is quite tricky."

"But the afterimages usually stay in place. It's impossible for the afterimages to retreat just now?"

"Could it be that...Wang Meng still has two main bodies?"

They don't know anything about the move Wang Meng is performing at this moment.