Chapter 584: Devil

"Zhang Yifeng, you are indeed very strong, your body is ridiculously strong. However, this can make me excited. You said that you want to use your physical-physical power to break my demon body, then I will let you see, what Call the devil!"

Zhang Mengmeng's flat voice came, as if she was telling a very common thing.

At the next moment, her whole body's true energy suddenly became dark, and her true energy seemed to become black aura!

The black energy condensed, forming a vague shadow behind her, about three times the size of her. It is the phantom of the lizard demon.

"Appeared, Zhang Mengmeng's strongest form has appeared! The real demon!"

"In the last battle, Zhang Mengmeng, who displayed his real demon body, almost defeated Murong assault. Unfortunately, Murong Chong persisted a little longer than Zhang Mengmeng."

The members of the dragon group are excited. Such fierce melee combat is absolutely wonderful. They all want to know whose body is stronger!

After displaying the real body of the demon, Zhang Mengmeng's body suddenly disappeared from Zhang Yifeng's sight.

No, not disappearing, but Zhang Mengmeng's speed has increased. When he appeared again, he had already come to Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

"So fast!"

The members of the Dragon Group exclaimed, and few of them caught Zhang Mengmeng's figure. This is Zhang Mengmeng's true strength.

"The Devil's Thirty-Six Palms!"

Zhang Mengmeng's slender jade hand kept hitting, and in the blink of an eye he hit 36 ​​palms, attacking Zhang Yifeng's body with extreme speed.

Her attack was not a martial skill, but an ordinary attack, but it was this incomparably ordinary attack that made Zhang Yifeng, who used the battle fairy body, feel severe pain.

"The Devil's Ninety-Nine Palms!"

From the beginning, he played thirty-six palms with one palm, now he has ninety-nine palms with one palm. Zhang Yifeng only felt that the coercion became stronger and stronger, and the light aura formed by Zhan Xian's body unexpectedly appeared cracks.

Zhang Mengmeng's attacks wave after wave, just like the meteor hammer method, without limits.

Soon, she hit 382 palms of the devil! At that moment, Zhang Yifeng seemed to be surrounded by slender jade hands, and the huge vibration was transmitted into the internal organs through Zhan Xian's body. He actually had the urge to vomit blood.

In just a few breaths, the light on Zhang Yifeng's body had begun to flicker.

Zhang Mengmeng's attack is as powerful as this, and the blood of the lizard demon is as powerful as this!

Zhang Yifeng knows that if this continues, it will be him sooner or later. Because Zhanxian body consumes huge body.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Yifeng gathered his whole body power into his right fist, coming and going without being indecent.

Since the other party wants to fight with him, he is willing to accompany him!

Boom boom boom!

There was also no move, but the simplest punch. When the two fists collided, there was an earth-shattering muffled sound, as if the air was constantly bursting. There are countless ripples in the entire space.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The two were actually caught in a fight, and what they competed completely was naked-naked power. Suddenly, they were evenly matched!

Zhang Yifeng's powerful physical defenses are actually comparable to Lizard Demon.

be quiet. The whole martial arts field was quiet. The only sound is endless than a loud explosion.

boom!

Suddenly, with a loud noise, Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Mengmeng’s body moved backward ten steps at the same time! The only difference is that Zhang Yifeng spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was terribly pale.

He is a wounded after all. At this time, he can feel the weight of his body.

"Perhaps you can really defeat me with your physical strength, but now, you are not my opponent."

Zhang Mengmeng's flat voice came.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, his eyes were calm and without much explanation, his right fist suddenly released a bright light, like a round of tomorrow.

Seven Star Fist!

Zhang Mengmeng's pupils shrank, and he had seen the power of Seven Star Fist, but Zhang Yifeng wanted to defeat her with this martial skill, which was simply a dream.

"It's useless. Palm of the Earth!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Mengmeng suddenly brought her hands together, and the black infuriating energy continued to condense from his palm, and then pushed out with a palm.

Before the palm of his hand, the howling infuriating energy caused the martial arts circle to fly away from sand and gravel, with great power.

Zhang Mengmeng's palm seems to have borrowed the power of the earth, giving people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Soon, the Seven Star Fist collided with the black giant palm, without the huge explosion sound as imagined. After the two collided together, they disappeared from each other.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng's body flew out heavily.

Seven Star Fist lost to Palm of the Earth!

However, it wasn't because the Qixingquan's level was weak, but because he suffered serious internal injuries.

Boom!

With his body on the ground, Zhang Yifeng couldn't get up for the first time, and his whole body injuries became more and more serious. All of his clothes were stained red with blood, and he looked hideous.

"Give up!"

Zhang Mengmeng looked at Zhang Yifeng condescendingly.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head faintly and asked him to admit defeat. It was impossible. If it weren't for fighting Zhang Mengmeng heartily, he wouldn't have been so long.

"Do you think you can defeat me?"

Zhang Mengmeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, Zhang Yifeng was already so wounded that he could still fight.

"Since you don't admit defeat, I will take the initiative to end this boring battle."

Zhang Mengmeng spoke again, as if pronouncing her upcoming victory.

"Really?" Zhang Yifeng's eyes were still flat.

"You will know right away."

Zhang Mengmeng coldly snorted, the demon figure behind him raised his head and shouted, and she attacked again!

Boom boom boom!

Not long after, there was a shocking blast in the martial arts circle, and every fist and every palm of her made the earth shake!

Zhang Yifeng stood up and resisted Zhang Mengmeng's attack with all his strength, but the opponent's speed was too fast. One hundred punches could always hit him.

In the eyes of the audience, Zhang Yifeng was passively beaten.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Mengmeng stopped shaking her fist, panting, and the magical phantom behind her also rippled in circles, as if it was about to dissipate. Her anger is almost exhausted.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng, who was opposite her, was already scarred. His whole body was covered with blood, and he looked terrifying.

"Hey. It seems that Zhang Yifeng lost. He was beaten badly."

Many disciples began to shake their heads and sigh. In their opinion, Zhang Yifeng, who was so scarred all over, had undoubtedly lost his combat effectiveness.

Beside the martial arts circle, Baibeard frowned. He always felt that this kid was deliberately injured so badly. He was hiding certain methods, or some methods were too powerful to use. Otherwise, Zhang Mengmeng would be killed. dead!

Baibeard never thought that Zhang Yifeng would lose. This is an intuition, beyond words.

"This Zhang Yifeng was beaten so badly by Zhang Mengmeng. Why didn't he admit defeat?"

"Yes, if this goes on, I'm afraid I will be killed. If you don't have the strength to be the first, don't try to be strong."

The members of the dragon group discussed each other.

On the side, Xiaotian, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "He does not admit defeat because he never thought he would lose."