The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2067: At risk

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Wang Meng was stunned. With so many thunders, the gold bricks would certainly not be able to absorb them all. If a thunder fell on him, it would be enough for him.

Wang Meng's arms shook, and the light on his body flashed rapidly, and the **** of war appeared on Wang Meng's head.

The three-headed six-armed body wielded eighteen weapons, and with a silent roar, thunder rushed into the air.

Crack! Click! Click!

Dozens of thunders were shattered by the weapons of the God of War, and turned into countless thunder lights and disappeared in the air.

The gold bricks are swallowed up with power, countless thunders.

But, too much.

Wang Meng's place was full of smoke and dust, intertwined with thunder and lightning.

Wang Meng was hit, and his whole body was straight and numb.

"It's so cool!"

Wang Meng opened his mouth and thunderbolt.

Everyone only saw a sea of ​​thunder in front of them, and couldn't see Wang Meng, but Wang Meng's voice came out.

Cool? Damn it!

The audience is going crazy.

The spirit of the **** of war blocked a lot of thunder, but it was a drop in the bucket. At this time, the **** of war seems to be overpowered. Between the gestures, the thunder flickered and trembled, but the speed was not slow.

Ouyang Ting looked dignified at the look of the God of War in the sky.

At this time, he knew why Wang Meng could kill Ouyang Long and Ouyang Lie. He didn't expect Wang Meng to use such a powerful attack method as Faxiang.

Although it is only the phantom of the God of War, it is surprisingly powerful, equivalent to an extra powerful helper.

The monks in the audience were all stunned when they saw the image of the God of War. Many of them were the first to see the legendary image.

Everyone took a sigh of relief. Today, is it really difficult to decide the outcome?

Ouyang Ting retracted the Thunder Light Hammer and looked solemnly at the God of War in the sky, his face gloomy.

"It turned out to be a legendary form, and it seems to be a divine form. No wonder Wang Meng dared to fight Ouyang Ting life and death with this method."

A short fairy from the stand was surprised and he was sitting here

Beside the fairy statue with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.

The Xianzun with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks has never been optimistic about Wang Meng, because in the battle between Wang Meng and Chu Bai, he overpowered Chu Bai to win, but Wang Meng caused him to lose five middle-grade Chaos Stones.

At this time, the fairy with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks said contemptuously: "Even if he is able to use facial expressions? His realm can't display the true power of the God of War magic expressions, and he will definitely die!"

He was right. Although the God of War is powerful, but because Wang Meng's realm is not enough, he can't exert the true power of the God of War, so he can only carry out simple attacks.

"You should be able to know the art of dharma, no wonder you are so arrogant, but in front of the deity, what about the dharma? It's just a phantom. See how the deity broke your dharma." Ouyang Ting said disdainfully.

Speaking, Ouyang Ting's hands suddenly flashed purple light, and a purple beam of light suddenly shot directly into the sky from his hands.

Om!

The void shuddered, and the selfish beams of light gathered in the sky to form a huge dark purple thundercloud.

Thunder clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder, countless thunder brewing in it.

The entire battlefield is covered by thunderclouds.

The pressure of thunder is incredible!

This spell of Ouyang Ting is formed by a powerful cultivation base, and can release a thunder attack comparable to the tribulation of the sky.

Ouyang Ting would use the technique of Thunderbolt only when he was fighting against a monk of the same level. This time, in order to kill Wang Meng who was frequently used to kill Wang Meng, Ouyang Ting gave up, let alone winning or losing. If he continues to fight like this, he There is really no place to put his old face.

Ouyang Ting directly used his hole cards and wanted to kill with one hit.

"Cuckoo! This old guy can even use this method, now the owner is in trouble." Iron Cock said worriedly.

The Devil's brows furrowed tightly, and he looked at the thunder in the sky, with a solemn expression on his face.

Even Xian'er looked worried at the battlefield covered by thunderclouds.

Watching the lively Xianzun in the stands, stood up at this time, ready to run away.

In order to protect the safety of Xin Zun watching the battle, the battlefield is surrounded by an enchantment. Normal spells and attacks cannot break the enchantment.

But even if it is protected by an enchantment, the immortals are worried that the thunder created by these ninth ranks will break the enchantment and hurt them.

At this time, Wang Meng's face was solemn, looking up at the thundercloud. He was in the ring, in the center of the thundercloud, and he could most truly feel the power of the horror brewing in the thundercloud.

When Wang Meng thought, Chi Yang Zhu appeared in his hand.

Wang Meng carried the bricks internally, and the light flashed in his hand, injecting spiritual power into the red sun beads, and a fiery red light curtain covered Wang Meng inside.

Crack! The lightning was dazzling.

Boom!

Hundreds of thick-waisted thunderbolts poured down from the thunderclouds and shot towards the **** of war and Wang Meng.

The world is overwhelming.

Crack!

The strong ring suddenly burst...

The **** of war wielded 18 weapons to resist, but there were too many thunders, and more than a dozen thunders hit the body of the **** of war.

The **** of war is only a virtual image of the **** of war, unable to withstand more than a dozen thunder attacks, suddenly turned into countless light spots and dissipated in the air.

Boom!

Four thunderbolts hit the fiery red mask, and smashed the mask in an instant.

The huge impact force directly sent Wang Meng out.

Wang Meng's body flew seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, silent and unconscious.

"Fight against the deity, live and die! Hahaha!" Ouyang Ting laughed triumphantly.

Ouyang Ting controlled the thunderclouds, and two thick thunderbolts shot towards Wang Meng.

He was afraid that Wang Meng would not die.

If hit by these two thunderbolts, Wang Meng will be annihilated and endangered.

Boom!

When the two Thunders were about to hit Wang Meng, they were suddenly blocked by a red mask. Wang Meng held the Red Sun Pearl tightly in his hand and released a fiery red light cover to cover him inside.

The flaming red mask only blocked two thunders for a moment, and then was shattered by the blow.

Although the mask was destroyed, it also resisted the power of two thunders, but blood stains spilled from the corners of Wang Mengzhen's mouth.

Wang Meng gently wiped off the blood stains and slowly stood up from the ground.

The two thunders just injured him internally.

The Devil on the side also has a relieved expression.

Xianer's expression is calm.

The Iron Cock was so frightened when he saw Wang Meng being knocked to the ground, he thought Wang Meng was beaten to death by Ouyang Ting. At this moment, I felt relieved when I saw Wang Meng standing up.

"Cuckoo! Master is mighty! Blocked. Not dead, quack!" The iron **** yelled excitedly.

Xian'er patted the iron **** on the head, and cursed: "My brother is not so easy to die. What is he screaming? Then tell me to beat you."

The iron **** hugged his head and hid away, for fear of being beaten up by Xian'er. It was not a waste of beating, he could not afford it.

At this time, Ouyang Ting's complexion is even more ugly, and he said in his heart, this is not dead?

The immortals in the stands were silent, all looking at Wang Meng. At this moment, in their eyes, the young Wang Meng was tall and tall.

Just ask how many young people in the world can take over the sky thunder released by the Ninth-Rank Great Power? They are not emboldened!