The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 3664: The smell of death

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"What is this?" After staring at the area around him, the black robe old man frowned tightly, and his heart was filled with shock and doubt.

Wang Meng stared at the black-robed old man, but didn't intend to conceal anything. He directly replied, "This is my martial arts domain."

"Wu Chi Realm?" The black robe old man murmured these four words, frowning tightly, and his heart was full of doubts. He had no idea what Wu Chi domain was.

"Have you heard of the old man Wu Chi?" Wang Meng then asked.

"Wu Chi old man?"

The old man in black robe was shocked when he heard these four words.

That was one of the ten strongest in ancient times, and he was still the strongest in pure combat. Who wouldn't know?

"Does this martial arts realm belong to the old man Wu Chi?" The black robe old man stared at Wang Meng and asked incredulously.

Wang Meng stroked his chin and said, "Strictly speaking, it is half."

"What?"

The old man in the black robe was taken aback, and at the same time, his heart was full of jealousy.

He didn't expect that Wang Meng actually got the inheritance of the old man Wu Chi.

That is the inheritance of the old man Wu Chi, who would not want to get it.

"You stinky boy, it's a great opportunity." The black robe old man stared at Wang Meng and roared angrily.

Wang Meng grinned, and then said: "The so-called opportunity also needs strength to grasp."

What Wang Meng said, there is nothing false.

It's all truth.

Looking at him along the way, there are indeed many opportunities, but every opportunity is also accompanied by danger.

Wang Meng's final chance to succeed is to rely on ability and persistence.

"Huh!"

The old man in the black robe snorted coldly, and then said: "Boy Wang Meng, don't be proud, I will let you die now. And when you die, your chance is mine."

After hearing the old man in black robe say this, Wang Meng shook his head and sneered, and said: "Old man in black robe, what you think is pretty good, but unfortunately, do you have this ability?"

In Wang Meng's eyes, a cold light is blooming at this moment.

"Now, it should be my turn to take action."

After saying this, Wang Meng's hand seal slowly condensed, and then the black-robed old man saw that in front of him, now another self appeared.

"This?"

The old man in the black robe stared at the other self in front of him, filled with shock and inconceivability.

At this moment, the other old man in black robes is also staring at him.

"Wang Meng, what did you do?" The black robe old man roared angrily.

He is already full of panic in his heart now.

Wang Meng smiled disapprovingly, and said: "This is a trick in my martial arts field, you don't have to worry about it."

"Look at it slowly."

After saying this, Wang Meng had already controlled the other black-robed old man and launched an attack on the original black-robed old man.

Boom!

Rumble!

Boom!

At this moment, the sound of the war is constantly resounding.

The black-robed old man discovered after the fight that the replica in front of him possessed all his own attacks, and also possessed the method of cracking his own attacks.

This is the horror that comes from Wang Meng's field of infatuation. First, he learns the enemy's attack methods and perfectly replicates a person with all his attack methods.

At the same time, the cracking method also entered the mind of the copy.

Faced with such a copy, the old man in the black robe was not an opponent at all. After a short while, he had been beaten and bruised all over his body.

Now, the black-robed old man feels fear completely.

He stared at the replica in front of him again, and when Wang Meng was still there, he was already full of fear.

"Wang Meng, I didn't expect you to have this ability." The black robe old man roared angrily.

Wang Meng smiled disapprovingly, and said solemnly: "Now you should believe in my ability, right?"

The old man in the black robe clenched his teeth tightly. By now, he had to believe in Wang Meng's terrifying ability.

"Wang Meng, you hateful fellow, what can you do even if you defeat me? This is the territory of Messaging Star, Master Messaging will not let you go."

"You wait for me."

After these words fell, the old man in the black robe immediately ran away facing the distance.

By now, he has no so-called shame, because he knows very well that the result of continuing to stay is to be beaten to death by Wang Meng.

The old man in black robe is not Wang Meng's opponent at all.

At this moment, the escape of the black-robed old man was naturally clearly seen by Wang Meng. Wang Meng coldly snorted, "Where was your arrogance? You want to escape now, but you can't."

Since it is an enemy, Wang Meng will certainly not show any mercy to the old man in the black robe.

At this moment, Wang Meng slapped his hand. There was a crack in the space above the black robe old man's head, and a huge palm fell down.

The palm of the hand is about to hit the old man in the black robe.

The old man in the black robe turned his head, in a cold sweat, he could feel the smell of death from this huge palm.

The old man in the black robe knew very well that even if he had used all his strength now, he couldn't stop this move.

If he is photographed, he is dead.

The old man in the black robe didn't want to die. He exhausted all his strength and shouted, "My lord Destroyer, help me."

From the perspective of this situation now, only King Mie can rescue him.

Boom!

Boom!

Just after the old man in the black robe said this, the space in front of him trembled violently, and cracks appeared.

A huge palm slowly emerged from it.

Boom!

The next moment.

Wang Meng's palm and this huge palm came into contact with each other, and there was an extremely fierce sound.

The space of that region, even if it were torn apart, was extremely tragic.

And after the two huge palms were deadlocked for a long time, cracks appeared in each of them.

Finally, with a loud bang, the two huge palms completely exploded and turned into a cloud of light.

"Mie Wang's attack?" Wang Meng frowned, guessing.

He knows the power of his huge palm just now. If he wants to be tyrannical, only the king of Misfortune can resist.

Below, seeing the old man in black robe who had been saved, he sat on the ground, panting heavily.

The attack just now was too terrifying, and it made him feel like death is approaching. To be saved in the end is more like being pulled back from a ghost door.

"Master Miewang, thank you very much." The old man in black robe shouted.

At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.

"Wang Meng, are you here to find Nuwa?" At this time, a cold female voice resounded.

Reverberating in this world.

Wang Meng was startled when he heard it. Is this the voice that belongs to King Mie?

Why, is it a female voice?

Could it be that the king is destroyed! Was it a woman originally?

After thinking of this, Wang Meng felt quite incredible.