Chapter 2132: Backhand
The black mist rose up and filled the world.
Between this endless mist, it means deathly silence, killing, killing, and so on countless kinds of breath, but none of them is comfortable.
Sensing the moment when the breath emerged, Meng Fan's eyes narrowed, because the power emerging at this moment was not someone else, and he could no longer be familiar with what he was already familiar with.
Because of this mist, looking at the world, there is only one possibility, that is... the air of black death, his master speaks for itself.
"Thirteen Lords!"
A few words fell, extremely calm.
However, at this moment, with the emergence of this pitch black aura, it made the originally complicated situation in the entire battlefield more intense.
correct.
There is no doubt that the thirteen hall masters appear between the world and the earth. Meng Fan is absolutely no stranger to his old opponent for so many years.
The void was torn apart, and six shadows appeared behind Meng Fan, standing in the void, each of them was surrounded by endless fog, holding a tall forbidden area pillar in his hand, standing behind Meng Fan, without any words, that one This powerful majesty is already oppressed.
A tall old monk is enough for Meng Fan to drink a pot, and now there are more thirteen palace masters who are famous for being cruel and cunning.
Such a scene is enough to cause a sensation in the entire Ten Thousand Realms and the Road of Divine Hermitage.
Especially with the arrival of the thirteen hall masters, this void is even more intricate. Meng Fan's words here have gathered a total of seven characters who can open up the world, all of them are overwhelming, a rare existence in ancient and modern times.
But now there are more thirteen hall masters. What does this mean?
A majestic master, who is difficult to see in ancient and modern times, has once again arrived. The thirteen hall masters are originally one, and can be regarded as one person, so the field can be regarded as a combination of the eight great hidden gods.
If nothing else, just this scene today will be difficult to meet again in the long river of time in the future.
"Meng Fan, are you surprised?"
After a while, a hoarse and indifferent voice fell, coming from the thirteen hall masters, like one person, and like six people talking together.
Familiar atmosphere, such a battlefield, this kind of enemy meeting, indeed has extraordinary significance, enough to stimulate this kind of peerless powerhouse is quite excited, violent and murderous.
"Sure enough, you are connected with the path of divine hiding!"
Meng Fan sighed. He had thought about it a long time ago that according to the methods of the ancient emperor and the thirteen hall masters, it is impossible not to know the path of divine hiding, just to see if they are willing to leave.
Both of them are people who dominate the entire Ten Thousand Realms and one era. Obviously in their own era, they are not willing to leave Ten Thousand Realms at all, and both of them have entered the source of the heavens, so there is no need to understand the meaning of the Great Dao. Kind of means.
So according to the truth, the two people don't need to enter the path of divine hiding, but Meng Fan is still uncertain whether they are connected.
But now I know, at least there is an unclear relationship between the thirteen hall masters and the Zen hall.
This round may have been laid out by the thirteen hall masters and the Zen hall together!
And as if sensing what Meng Fan was thinking in his heart, the old monk of the Zen Palace smiled and said calmly,
"Yes, several of the hall masters and I are indeed friends. Today, this game is also perfected by the hall master helping Lao Na, but Lao Na previously thought that suppressing Meng Fan's little friend, Lao Na alone would be enough. He did not expect Meng Fan. The strength of the little friend has reached this level, and Lao Na himself has nothing to do. It is really big, and I can't help but invite a few hall masters!"
"Where, kill him, is our will, no matter when and where, we are very willing to serve, look forward to today, for a long time!"
Within the six hall masters, a figure also fell.
Obviously, this is definitely his heartfelt voice, and it is true. Although the thirteen hall masters are also deceiving countless people, Meng Fan can be sure that the other party did not lie!
Six of the thirteen came, and the other seven, are they afraid of the ancient emperor?
Meng Fan raised his brows and sighed lightly.
"It seems that today, the little master is more ill-tempered, there are so many of you!"
"Not bad!"
The tall old monk nodded and said solemnly,
"Does little friend Meng Fan have any last words? Lao Na listens very much!"
Hearing this, Meng Fan smiled and slowly opened his mouth to the tall old monk, his voice was very slow, and he said word by word.
"All I want to say is to listen to the *big head ghost!"
The words are round and sound, and the sound is powerful.
The tall old monk who had been standing in the same place turned gray in that instant, and his triumphant smile solidified in an instant. An old face was so ugly and ugly.
They originally thought that Xiaoxiong was at the end of his life like Meng Fan, and when he saw the end, he would send some thoughts and finally died.
As the person who personally buried Meng Fan, the tall old monk is naturally very proud. This sense of accomplishment is extremely great. Even in their eyes, the value of Meng Fan’s life and death is related to their future life and death. As a result, I was so proud.
What I didn't expect was that Meng Fan's bones were so hard.
It was already this kind of moment, and the killing was done, and it was going to kill him, but Meng Fan was able to remain calm and calm, and teased him and scolded him harshly.
Probably from the moment the tall old monk achieved sacredness, no one in this world could be qualified and capable to scold him, except for Meng Fan.
"kill!"
After a moment, the tall old monk went mad, his palm prints fell, and the void suppressed.
The six hall masters in the restricted area behind him also followed closely at the same time. In an instant, seven shocking murderous intents emerged around Meng Fan.
Any one is the strongest blow from the person standing on the top of the world's sea of humans. The breath is born, shattering everything and breaking through anything.
Between this moment, the danger level of Meng Fan among them was not even lower than the danger faced by the two gods.
This killing is also aimed at Meng Fan himself!
The thirteen hall masters are the thirteen hall masters. They really want to deal with Meng Fan, and they have no chance in the ten thousand realms. Therefore, they unite with the old monks of the Zen Temple and set up a strategy for Meng Fan The killing!
At this moment, there are still six great hall masters taking action, making Meng Fan's place directly become a slaughter vortex that swallows everything, whoever is in it will undoubtedly die!
A sealed space, two lore battlefields, one against the two gods and Tibetans, and one against Meng Fan.
At this moment, it is estimated that Meng Fan and Shen Zang are the same... "happy"!
Emperor Fist!
Suddenly, Meng Fan let out a low roar and fluttered, and his whole body was cut forward like a magic weapon. Now, he has no choice but to fight with all his strength.
With one punch, everything was shaken, and Meng Fan's power collided with the six hall masters and the tall old monk.
The void interlaced, this kind of scene where the top players of the seven worlds are facing each other is too hot.
As a result, the entire sealed space is constantly shaking, with countless fragments.
After a while, Meng Fan's body was directly blown out, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out.
Obviously, this kind of duel itself is too unfair, and it causes more than just general pressure. Even if it is as powerful as Meng Fan, it is difficult to fight against this kind of lineup.
At the moment of the collision, Meng Fan, who had been in balance with the tall old monk before, became extremely passive at the moment of the collision, with one blow through his five internal organs, and there was a lot of internal bleeding in his body.
You can't bear it with just one blow!
But the tall old monk and the thirteen hall masters didn't show any mercy at all, they shot again and came here.
In an instant, Meng Fan's face was expressionless, and he roared, his body bounced up instantly, standing in place, waving his arms, and blasting out again.
Covered with blood, he was like a beast that went violently at this moment. Even if it was a dead end, even if it reached a desperate situation, it only aroused the murder in his bones.
In the face of the seven masters, Meng Fan didn't have any fear, only fighting!
"Jie Jie...too futile, Meng Fan, today you must fall here!"
A temple master said indifferently, his tone was full of ridicule, and the air of black death hit, piercing everything in the mountains and rivers.
In just a few breaths, the strength of this group of top masters in the field was intertwined, which caused Meng Fan to be bloodied. The whole person did not know how many injuries, and he was beaten into a large number of tall old monks and thirteen palace masters. Breath, in this kind of moment, Meng Fan has already reached a precarious point.
While retreating, Meng Fan allowed the blood in his body to flow down, and his mind quickly flashed through the current countermeasures. There were only two ways.
One is to look for opportunities, blaze a trail and leave here. But now that there are tall old monks and six great hall masters here, the chance of achieving this one method is less than one in ten thousand. Faced with so many top masters in the world, it is too difficult to truly leave this sealed void.
The other way is not to break or stand. There is only one fight. At this moment, Meng Fan will explain here today, but if he really burns the origin, then desperately may leave one person and completely kill the tall old monk and the thirteen hall masters.
Life for life!
Up to now, for Meng Fan, he can only choose between these two methods, but what makes him so hesitant is because he does not want to choose between the two, nor does he want to face each other. Correct.
"It seems there is only one fight!"
A trace of murderous intent appeared in Meng Fan's eyes. If he couldn't escape, he would only have to change his life. However, it was at the moment when Meng Fan planned to burn his origins and raise his combat power to another level.
With a sudden change of expression, he suddenly looked at a place in this space.
Where, in the faintly there is a very strange wave that has emerged. This wave of wave is... weird and unpredictable, making Meng Fan's brows raised at this moment. It seems that there is... a third option!
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