Chapter 649

He Ying looks contemptuous and doesn't believe what Han Zhen said! Because Han Zhen can only sneak attack Fang Zilong, but for Ling Yonghao, it is extremely inferior!

As for Han Zhen's boasting, He Ying has long been used to Han Zhen's raving, "don't need you, Ling Shangguan will defeat Meng xuanming!"

"Believe it or not!" Han Zhen still looks like a theatre.

Since Ling Yonghao wants to be strong, Han Zhen doesn't mind seeing a result.

In the field, Meng xuanming laughs, "not bad!"

The bloodstain on the double fists was wrapped by the black air, and it was dark in an instant.

Strange, no more blood!

"Lingshangguan, you can win! Defeat the other side and make everyone surrender He Ying hopes Ling Yonghao can prove himself.

However, Ling Yonghao had a bitter smile in his heart. He didn't expect that Meng xuanming was so powerful. He only suffered a slight injury, and then he blocked his own fight.

You know, the blow just now has consumed one third of Ling Yonghao's blood essence.

Ling Yonghao has now suffered serious damage in neili.

If you want to launch the blow just now and use up your energy, I'm afraid Ling Yonghao can't go any further in martial arts.

Ling Yonghao didn't want to fight for his life.

However, He Ying's encouragement has become Ling Yonghao's reminder.

Ling Yonghao looks at He Ying.

He Ying still doesn't understand what he is doing and what the result will be. He just thinks Ling Yonghao is praising himself and trying to cheer for him. "Ling Shangguan, I know you can suppress the whole sword and blade! Defeat Meng xuanming and shut everyone up

Han Zhen saw Ling Yonghao's pale face, and naturally understood that Ling Yonghao was a strong man in a weak man

"One more move!" Meng xuanming's face remained unchanged.

The only change is the more and more powerful atmosphere.

And that breath is the master's spirit of suppressing one side.

Han Zhen calmly looked at everything on the field, he has determined the result of the battle.

Even ye Lantian seems to be aware of the problems. After all, Meng xuanming's breath is too strong. Even ye Lantian, who has practiced his shallow internal power, is aware of the endless pressure.

Only He Ying is still rejoicing.

Ling Yonghao's face is pale. He Ying's encouragement makes him unable to retreat at all. He can only fight for his life.

Ling Yonghao suddenly took a long breath, and the air around him was rolling, all of which were inhaled into his chest and lungs.

It can be said that the momentum is magnificent.

Then, Ling Yonghao spits out a breath of half gray and half white.

This is the essence of Ling Yonghao's life. It is also the basis for the advancement of martial arts.

But as soon as the breath came out, there was a hissing sound around, and even the surrounding air was distorted.

People looked at this amazing scene, issued bursts of exclamation!

"Stupid!" But this is what Meng xuanming said.

Meng xuanming fights against Ling Yonghao's Qi sword.

Within a radius of ten meters, there was a sudden dark.

Only because of the light, he was absorbed by a pair of iron fists.

Boom!

Light and darkness interweave.

Hurricanes start at the end of nowhere.

Endless roar.

Gale, fracture, figure

In the gaze of countless people, a figure flew up.

Boom!

Fall and roll.

Countless people held their breath, and there was silence around them.

Because everyone is eager to know the final result.

Han Zhen did not hesitate, "Ling Yonghao, lost!"

"No way! Ling Yonghao won't lose. Don't curse him, you crow mouth He Ying screamed.

Until I saw the figure standing in the field, it was Meng xuanming with a cool face.