Meng Yuanming was smashed back several steps, and the fist that collided with Beichuan was also distorted and deformed.

Everyone sighed, it seemed that Meng Yuanming would be defeated in the end.

Those warrior sects who had some friendship with Meng Yuanming all lowered their heads in a little sad way at this time.

But at this moment, a warrior suddenly couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone raised their heads again.

Meng Yuanming, whose palm was smashed into distorted and deformed, only changed his face for a moment, and he didn't even scream.

The next second he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fist with his other palm again, and smashed it towards Beichuan.

Countless warriors couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Meng Yuanming, is he so tenacious?

You know, the bones and joints of his right hand were broken and twisted and deformed!

Ten fingers connect to the heart, how severe the pain is?

However, he endured the pain, then let out his left fist again and continued to smash it hard.

This time, there was still no resentment.

But Beichuan was still standing there with a sneer on his face.

Seeing Meng Yuanming hit him with a punch, he still didn't dodge or avoid him, and then punched him.

He was not afraid of Meng Yuanming's attack, but was afraid that Meng Yuanming would not attack.

If both sides have all their strength, they will definitely burst out with even greater recoil force when a collision occurs.

It depends on who can't bear it first.

Beichuan's strength is much stronger than Meng Yuanming, and the person who can't bear it is of course Meng Yuanming.

"Bang! Crack!"

Sure enough, during this powerful collision, Meng Yuanming's left hand bone joint was also deformed.

"Dang thump!"

Meng Yuanming took several steps back again, his palms trembling constantly.

His face turned pale and looked bloodless.

Anyone can see that Meng Yuanming was enduring great pain at this time.

At first, my palms were trembling, but when I reached the back, my whole body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"Now, do you know if you are a sick man?"

Kitakawa stood there with a proud face.

Two punches hit Meng Yuanming in both hands, which made him feel extremely happy.

He had not been able to catch Meng Yuanming just now, which caused Beichuan's attack to fail again and again, making him feel extremely frustrated.

Now, that affliction has finally been released.

Meng Yuanming is not his opponent after all.

"Betchuan Old Dog, you will definitely pay the price for your words!"

"I must make you pay the price!"

Meng Yuanming seemed to have lost his mind at this time.

After roaring, he actually stepped forward again.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many warriors around were stunned.

"What are he going to do? He still wants to fight?"

"The two hands have been destroyed, so why are he going to beat him!"

Countless warriors looked at Meng Yuanming with confusion. They had no idea what Meng Yuanming was insisting on.

They didn't know what the meaning of Meng Yuanming's persistence was.

Even though you know that going up to fight will only make you even more miserable, will you still have to seek death?

However, they didn't know that the disciples and elders of the Dragon Kingdom's warrior sect knew it.

Including Lu Feng, he is also very clear.

However, no matter how clear it is, Lu Feng is absolutely unwilling to see Meng Yuanming being killed by Beichuan like this.

"The leader stays."

However, just when Lu Feng raised his foot, a middle-aged man next to him stopped Lu Feng.

Lu Feng was a little stunned and looked at the middle-aged man with confusion.

This middle-aged man is an elder of the Dragon Kingdom Warrior Sect. It is said that he has been in the sect for many years.

He is also very experienced and has a very close relationship with Meng Yuanming.

But Lu Feng didn't know why he wanted to stop him.

"The leader of the alliance, the leader of the Sect Meng, has a blood feud with Japan."

"His grandfather was brutally massacred, leaving only his father."

"Then his father went into battle to kill the enemy and died again at the hands of Japan."

"So, he has always had a deep hatred for Japan."

"It's better, don't worry about him."

The young man sighed and explained in a low voice to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng was stunned when he heard this and nodded thoughtfully.

National hatred and family hatred, coupled with the words of Beichuan, can really make a person go crazy!

Perhaps at this time, even if he dies, he will not retreat a little.

He wants to show his ambitions by death and defend his dignity with his life.

Faced with Meng Yuanming like this, Lu Feng really doesn't know how to speak to stop him. Seven-eight Chinese                                                �

Just as Lu Feng was talking to the middle-aged man, Meng Yuanming had already rushed to Beichuan again.

Both palms were destroyed and they could no longer punch.

But Meng Yuanming suddenly raised his right leg and kicked Beichuan hard.

But Beichuan was like playing with a monkey at this time, and he stretched out his legs to block it without any rushingness.

"Bang!"

When the legs collided, Meng Yuanming took two steps back.

But before he could take a breath, he stepped forward again and continued to kick out his legs.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Chapter completed!