"Jiang Zheng actually lost, it's too unexpected!"

"Yes, seeing Jiang Zheng unleash such a wonderful shot, a whole seven divine dragons appeared! I thought that the surname Meng would definitely be defeated, but it turned out that it was a whip surnamed Meng that smashed the seven divine dragon phantoms! ”

"I said it all, he is a god of the Han Kingdom, but you just don't believe it! His strongest thing is not the whip method, but the transformation into a golden-bodied Arhat, once he becomes a golden-bodied Arhat, it is even more invincible! ”

"That's right, who made a bet with me just now, and I'm willing to lose this bet, right?"

"Why are you willing to gamble and lose, I originally thought that the surname Meng could defeat Jiang Zheng, I bet with you, it is impossible for the person surnamed Meng to be Jiao Yang's opponent!"

"Okay, now that Jiao Yang is on the field, let's continue to bet!"

"Bet on it, who is afraid of whom!"

……

The crowd did not wake up until this moment.

But soon, everyone showed a more excited look, waiting to see which one was weaker and stronger in the battle between Meng Hao and Jiao Yang.

"Good boy, you are really a little capable, but now that you meet me Jiao Yang, it should be time for you to cry!"

Jiao Yang looked at Meng Hao with a sinister face, and slowly drew out his long sword, his eyes burning with fierce flames, as if he was about to slash Meng Hao under the sword at any time.

It's a pity that Meng Hao turned a blind eye to his majesty, and said with a smile: "Really? But if you only have the ability to defeat Situ Jin, then I'm afraid you are not my opponent yet! ”

Saying this, others were not angry, and Situ Jin on the high platform was half angry.

"This unashamed little bastard, if you can defeat Jiao Yang, I won't be fucking surnamed Situ!"

He gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence, but was heard by Kuroki next to him.

However, Kuroki didn't immediately retort, after all, he wasn't completely sure that Meng Hao would be able to defeat Jiao Yang, so he just snorted heavily.

In the field, Jiao Yang laughed wildly, and suddenly the laughter stopped, and Sen Ran said: "Then I'll see how capable you kid is!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the steel knife waved, and suddenly a snow-bright sword light pushed towards Meng Hao.

The first sword is the subtle move in the Black Wind God Destroying Knife.

Meng Hao smiled, and the oolong whip in his hand shook out, instantly breaking through the sword light, and pointing directly at Jiao Yang's chest.

Jiao Yang let out a clear roar, and the steel knife in his hand was as fast as thunder and lightning, and several knives slashed at the oolong whip in a row.

Although the oolong whip was weak and weak, it was slashed by him several times and fell to the ground.

Meng Hao's spirit perked up, the stronger the opponent, the more his fighting spirit boiled.

"Good!"

Meng Hao couldn't help but praise, and with a twist of his wrist, the oolong whip roared around half a circle, wrapping around Jiao Yang's back waist.

Jiao Yang kicked with both feet, ignoring the oolong whip, but instead took this opportunity to rush towards Meng Hao, and before he could get close to Meng Hao, the steel knife in his hand had already swung out a sharp knife, slashing towards Meng Hao's head.

If Meng Hao retreated quickly, with his ability, he could naturally easily avoid Jiao Yang's powerful slash.

But Meng Hao not only did not retreat, but took a step forward, shouted loudly in his mouth, abandoned the whip with his right hand, and smashed his left hand into a fist towards the sharp knife.

"Boy arrogance!"

Jiao Yang didn't expect Meng Hao to dare to fight directly with him with his fists, and he couldn't help but shout angrily, and even used his whole body strength to vow to split Meng Hao in half.

Everyone watched this scene with great nervousness.

The vast majority of people felt that Meng Hao was too big, after all, Jiao Yang's knife was so fierce that everyone had seen it in the previous two battles.

Even Hei Mu's fierce and violent Black Wind Eighteen Slashes were blocked by Jiao Yang's steel knife, and Meng Hao dared to smash the piece of sword that Jiao Yang split with his fist, which was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"He can't help it! The long whip in his hand was already behind Jiao Yang, and he couldn't stop Jiao Yang's attack at all, except for fighting hard with his fists, I really can't think of how he could block Jiao Yang's attack! ”

"His long whip trick is old, but he can completely retreat and dodge! If it were me, I'd rush backwards, anyway, it would be a bad idea to hit someone else's knife with my fist! ”

"He wants to quit, but the problem is that he may not have such light body skills! Otherwise, how could he directly use his fists to fight with other people's knives? ”

"In short, the surname Meng must be miserable! I really didn't expect that with just two or three moves, he would be defeated in the hands of this Dixuanmen senior brother! He bragged about it before, but what was the result? ”

"I'm afraid he is not only defeated, Jiao Yang is a blow to the head, even if he can save his life, I am afraid that his entire left arm will be useless!"

……

In the sigh of a group of people, a strong wind smashed out by Meng Hao's left fist collided with the large piece of knife slashed by Jiao Yang's steel knife.

There was a "boom" sound.

Everyone saw it, and a figure was thrown out.

The piece of sword that Jiao Yang slashed out was so amazing that most people felt that it must be Meng Hao who threw it out.

Even the few Han gods and men who firmly believed in Meng Hao's victory couldn't help but blurt out exclaims.

It wasn't until the sword was dispersed and the dust settled that everyone suddenly realized that it was not Meng Hao who was thrown out, but Jiao Yang.

"The gods of the Han Kingdom are amazing!"

"This hasn't turned into a golden Arhat yet, otherwise it would be even more amazing!"

……

Several supporters of the Han Kingdom gods cheered in unison, but more people looked at each other dumbfounded.

It's amazing, too!

The surnamed Meng actually smashed the knife with a fist and blocked Jiao Yang's full force?

He was still not flesh and blood, how could his fists be so hard?

Could it be that he, a god of the Han Kingdom, is really as great as the legend?

Even Jiao Yang, who had managed to stabilize his body in the air, widened his eyes in disbelief.

Although Meng Hao's punch failed to smash the steel knife in his hand away, the two hands he held on to the handle felt slightly numb.

Fang Cai's knife, he has already used ten successful forces.

In other words, even if he slashed again, he might not be able to be more powerful and ferocious than Fang Cai's knife.

But this surnamed Meng actually blocked him with a single punch, and threw him out of his whole body.

What the hell is this freak!

This surnamed Meng, is he really stronger and more remarkable than him Jiao Yang?

"As I said, if you only have the strength to defeat Situ Jin, then you are far from being my opponent!"

Meng Hao smiled, with a leisurely expression.

"But how do you know that when dealing with Situ Jin, I did my best?"

Situ Jin's face was distorted, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly roared, "Black Wind Demon God Body, open it for me!" ”

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, and soon, Jiao Yang's entire body was submerged in it.