Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Lei Meng felt that Liu Duansheng's palm strength had suddenly become stronger, suppressing him from breathing. He was shocked. This kid was no ordinary man. It seemed like he had concealed his combat strength in the previous battle, and he couldn't be underestimated.    

    

Bang!    

    

Lei Meng had also raised his Explosive Thunder Fist to the tenth level. His innate true qi whistled out and actually formed a light blue tiger head in front of him. It was ferocious and ferocious. It opened its mouth wide and pounced towards Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo raised his right palm and struck out. The surrounding air rushed over and formed a vortex around his palm. The mountain split open and the monument cracked. It collided with the wolf head formed by Lei Meng's Innate True Qi.    

    

Boom!    

    

Strong winds blew in all directions and formed a storm in the middle of the arena. Feng Yimo and Lei Meng both took a step back and were unexpectedly evenly matched.    

    

Feng Yimo was shocked. If he calculated with this, if Lei Meng swallowed the Divine Power Pill, wouldn't he be able to unleash the power of five dragons? No, he couldn't let him succeed!    

    

Thinking of this, Feng Yimo suddenly increased his strength to one dragon. His body was like a spinning top, circling around Lei Meng. He struck out eighty-one palm strikes in a row. The palm strikes were powerful. It seemed like Feng Yimo was the only one on the stage, and Lei Meng was nowhere to be seen.    

    

Liu Ruomei, who was below the stage, nervously looked at the arena. Seeing this scene, she cheered loudly.    

    

Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi's expressions were solemn. They seemed to be nervous, but also seemed to be deep in thought. They did not know what exactly they were thinking.    

    

Sou!    

    

Feng Yimo stabilized his body and looked at Lei Meng, who had blocked his eighty-one palm strikes. Lei Meng, who was in the middle, seemed to be frozen. He did not move at all.    

    

The palm force of the Monument Opening Palm wreaked havoc in Lei Meng's body. It was everywhere, destroying his meridians.    

    

Roar!    

    

Lei Meng roared like a wild beast, his clothes flapping. It exploded into countless fragments, revealing a muscular upper body. The wounds on his body were like centipedes, covering his entire body. They were ferocious and terrifying.    

    

These scars were the result of his hundreds of battles. It could be seen that his experiences were extraordinary, and he had narrowly escaped death!    

    

Om!    

    

The power of the Opening Monument Palm had already been expelled from Lei Meng's body. A faint layer of innate true qi lingered around him, blowing his beard and hair, making him look like a god of slaughter.    

    

"Kid, you are proud that you can force me to use the Lightning-Thunder Divine Art. You can die now!" Lei Meng's eyes were like lightning. He looked at Feng Yimo coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man. After he finished speaking, he shook his fist and merged his fists. A fully glowing blue Thunder Arc, which was about ten feet long, flew out from his fists and pounced on Feng Yimo.    

    

Wu!!    

    

The lightning tiger stirred up an endless gale, as if it had absorbed all the air within a hundred feet radius. It was so powerful that it seemed like the clouds were moving from the dragon to the tiger, and its momentum was ferocious!    

    

Feng Yimo's expression was solemn as he pulled out the Blunt Slow Sword. He held the sword with both hands and circulated the power of the two dragons. The Xiantian True Qi crazily surged into the Blunt Slow Sword. The sword chime was like a bell, but it was also like excitement. A sword Qi soared into the sky and slashed at the lightning tiger.    

    

Boom!!    

    

With a world-shaking sound, the sword Qi disappeared. Lei Hu disappeared into thin air. However, the arena was caught in the crossfire. A ten feet deep pit appeared in the middle. Spiderweb like cracks appeared all over it. It looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.    

    

An old man flew up from the main viewing platform. He flicked his sleeve and numerous spirit seals appeared. Although the deep pit was still there, the cracks had disappeared and the danger of collapse had been removed.    

    

"The martial arts competition will continue!" Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The old man said in a deep voice and flew back to the main viewing platform.    

    

Lei Meng widened his eyes and looked at Feng Yimo in surprise. He could not believe his eyes. How could the skinny young man in front of him block his full strength attack?    

    

Eh? He was panting and his face was pale. It was as if he had reached the end of his life and attacked again!    

    

Lei Meng shouted and retreated with his left leg. He pulled his hands back to his waist and abdomen. He took a deep breath and suddenly struck out. Another lightning tiger condensed and rushed towards Feng Yimo.    

    

Although the effect of the Divine Power Pill was extraordinary, it could only last for half an incense's time. However, the side effects were great. It would weaken him for seven or eight days. Once consumed, even if he won against Feng Yimo, he would not be able to participate in the next competition. He did not want to take it unless he had no other choice.    

    

Feng Yimo sneered in his heart. The Great Wisdom Eye saw Lei Meng's thoughts and pretended to be weak. This guy had indeed taken the bait. If he acted very relaxed, Lei Meng would take the Divine Power Pill and risk it. It would take a lot of effort to defeat him. It was better to make him relax.    

    

Seeing Lei Hu running in front of him, Feng Yimo suddenly increased his speed. His pale face returned to normal. With a smile, the Blunt Slow Sword in his hand once again burst out with a tragic light. It instantly drowned Lei Hu and split him in two. Without slowing down, it went straight for the dumbfounded Lei Meng.    

    

Lei Meng suddenly felt bad when he saw Feng Yimo smiling. He reached his hand to his waist. Unfortunately, just as his hand landed on his waist pocket, the sword light had already arrived in front of him. There was no way to dodge it. His eyes were wide open. The muscles on his naked upper body suddenly bulged and turned into stones. He was full of strength.    

    

However, when the sword light of the Blunt Slow Sword landed on Lei Meng's dragon-like body, it paused for a moment. It burst out from his back, and Blood Fog filled the half of the arena behind Lei Meng.    

    

At this time, Lei Meng's hand was still in his pocket. He stared at Feng Yimo in disbelief. He extended his left hand and pointed at him. "You... you... you... ... ""    

    

Plop! Before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground and died!    

    

Feng Yimo's face was as white as a sheet of paper, like a fallen leaf. He relied on the Blunt Slow Sword to support himself on the ground, not falling down.    

    

The scene was silent. Just like yesterday, the audience's gazes all gathered on the Geng Character arena where Feng Yimo was. That thin figure suddenly appeared exceptionally tall. Although it swayed, it still managed to stand firmly on the arena in the end.    

    

"Liuyu City, Liu Duansheng wins!" The referee's eyes revealed a trace of surprise as he announced.    

    

Hua Hua Hua! There was a thunderous applause from below the stage. Even the director of the government, Xing Kong, who was attending today's competition had a look of interest on his face. This little fellow was not bad. He still had potential to be dug out. Perhaps, he would really be able to obtain a good result for Hsingyi Mansion. He did not expect Liu Ruomei to have a good eye for him. She had chosen a good seedling.    

    

"It's too wonderful!"    

    

"I did not expect that he actually won!"    

    

"Looks like this year's dark horse belongs to this Liu Duansheng, but I don't know how far he can go."    

    

" ... ""    

    

Along with the discussion, Feng Yimo walked down the arena step by step, trembling. The battle between the two seemed like it could collapse at any time. Liu Ruomei quickly went forward to support him and sat down on the seat.    

    

"Duan Sheng, are you okay?" Liu Ruomei asked with concern.    

    

Feng Yimo let out a long breath and said weakly, "Fourth Miss, that, that bet.    

    

Before he could finish, he fell on his seat. He passed out.    

    

Liu Ruomei was shocked and stomped her foot. This guy was still thinking about gambling at such a time. He really did not care about money. She quickly scanned Feng Yimo's body with the Divine Sense and found that he was just exhausted and was fine. She felt relieved and let Second Brother and Liu Yuanbi watch. She took the certificate and went to exchange for the reward.