Zhang Yang and Ming Xing stood facing each other in the turbulence of time and space.

Ming Xing did not speak, but stared at Zhang Yang, the murderous aura in his eyes was as real as substance.

Although Falin was his apprentice, he had been adopted by him since he was a baby, just like his own son.

Moreover, Falin was the best among the third generation of disciples of the Nightmare Buddha Temple, and one of the few who had a high chance of becoming a Buddha.

But he died at the hands of this man, how could he not hate him?

"I trained Falin myself, and I know his strength very well.

I have thought of many reasons, maybe Falin underestimated the enemy, or maybe other golden monsters in Wuyang Realm took action.

But I didn't expect that you would have such strength!"

Mingxing shook his head, "If I guessed correctly, you were still a celestial monster when you killed Falin.

To become a golden monster in just a short period of time... This can't be explained by talent.

There must be other secrets!"

Zhang Yang's pupils trembled slightly, and his face said calmly: "Then Falin came to kill me, do I have to clean my neck and wait for him to kill me?

The killer will always be killed, this is an eternal truth!

There is no point in talking between you and me! Come on..."

Both of them are decisive people, knowing that this battle is inevitable, and it is a battle of life and death, so no matter how much they say, it is nonsense.

"Okay... let's do it!"

Mingxing slowly raised his head, the whites of his eyes disappeared, leaving only deep black pupils.

"Infinite Nightmare Buddha, Wrathful Vajra!"

Just when Mingxing slowly raised his head, with a crisp "sizzle", the black monk's robe on his body, which was originally tightly sewn, suddenly broke without any warning!

Then, the whole person seemed to be blown by an invisible powerful force, and expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally tight muscles on his body also began to undergo strange changes.

Those muscles were no longer as solid and shaped as those of a normal human body. Instead, they were like tumors filled with pus and blood, constantly throbbing and trembling, as if they could burst at any time.

Every time they throttled, there would be a creepy "gurgling" sound, as if something terrible was being nurtured in these tumors.

The tumors were broken and the contents inside were exposed, which turned out to be terrifying saw teeth.

The saw teeth were covered with fangs, and the forked tongue inside was constantly swallowing and spitting out.

Then a baby's high-pitched cry came out from the sawtooth, which made people feel extremely irritated.

Zhang Yang looked at Ming Xing who had lost his human form, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Wild Buddha, it's a wild Buddha!

Is this what you originally looked like?"

Ming Xing, who had turned into a monster, did not speak, but directly bullied Zhang Yang on the opposite side with his height advantage.

At this time, Zhang Yang still did not change his expression, his neck tilted back slightly, and his head exerted force, and he actually rushed towards Ming Xing's fist.

"Duang~"

A huge metal hitting sound rang out.

The unmatched power caused Ming Xing's huge body to stagger back a few steps.

And Zhang Yang still stood there without moving.

The 100% Qiongqi bloodline continued to increase his demon power, and most importantly, made his demon body stronger.

Even the two-winged golden cicada of the five great evil insects could not get any good, let alone the Buddhist cultivators in the Arhat realm.

"Hehe... I know you are good at physical training in the Nightmare Buddhist Temple, but you have to see who you are competing with.

You want to fight me in a hand-to-hand fight? You are courting death!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, tapped his feet lightly, and instantly appeared above Ming Xing, and directly extended his elbow to smash it down on his face.

'So fast! '

Ming Xing's expression stagnated slightly, Zhang Yang's speed exceeded his belief, and when he saw clearly, the elbow had already reached his face.

"Puff~"

Ming Xing's face was like a paint shop, and it exploded directly.

This was not over yet, the next moment Zhang Yang appeared directly beside Ming Xing and hit him hard on the waist.

'I can't dodge, I can't dodge at all! '

Ming Xing, who felt a sharp pain on his face, only felt a chill in his waist, knowing that he was hit again.

His brain could still react, but his body couldn't dodge at all.

He couldn't even see Zhang Yang's figure clearly, this speed had far exceeded the limit of the Arhat realm.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was full of excitement. He had already used Ming Xing as a sandbag and punched him continuously.

Great! His bloodline was only fused with a trace of the essence of the Golden Cicada, but the speed was so fast.

This feeling was like the Flash in the movie of the previous life, no... faster than the Flash.

Blood flowers kept bursting out of Ming Xing's body, and each blood flower was caused by his random punch.

"Refreshing, haha, refreshing!"

In the past, he always overwhelmed people with force, and this was the first time he enjoyed the passion brought by speed.

This feeling is great!

Even Ming Xing, who was as strong as the Arhat Realm, had no way to dodge.

Not long after, Ming Xing's whole body wasThe body became like a rag doll.

"Enough!"

Ming Xing's dull voice sounded.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly when he heard the voice, stopped attacking, and flew up to the sky to look down at Ming Xing.

"Hehe... You are enjoying the fight, right?"

Ming Xing looked up at Zhang Yang with his tattered head.

"Well... It's okay, but the feel is not good. You know, it's too soft!"

Zhang Yang spread his hands.

"Your strength exceeds my expectations. No wonder Falin can't even escape from your hands."

Ming Xing shook his head with a complicated expression.

But what he didn't know was that when Falin found Zhang Yang, he had not yet become a demon.

With the help of Wu Anjun, killing Falin in the Condensation Dan Realm is a miracle.

Zhang Yang hugged his arms and continued to look at Ming Xing. He knew that this man must have other means.

Sure enough, Ming Xing's tattered body began to shake constantly.

"Hey... but that's all. My Nightmare Buddhist Temple is known for its physical training. This little injury will only... accelerate my entry into the second form."

Ming Xing lowered his head and laughed non-stop.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, sniffed his nose, and suddenly smelled a special fishy smell.

"Gurgle... Gurgle..."

The nine serrated mouths on Ming Xing's body made sounds at the same time, and the wounds on his body healed visibly.

Zhang Yang's face changed slightly, and he keenly discovered that a huge nose had grown out of thin air on the serrated mouths on his body.

The next moment he disappeared directly on the spot. He had a hunch that he must not let Ming Xing recover like this.

"Puff~"

Zhang Yang's fist directly penetrated Ming Xing's palm.

No, it should be Ming Xing's palm that met Zhang Yang's fist.

Although it penetrated Ming Xing's palm, it did not cause him any particular damage.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Several times in a row, Ming Xing directly blocked Zhang Yang's attacks from behind with his hands.

At this time, Zhang Yang also realized that something was wrong. Ming Xing seemed to be able to see him now.

No... it should be said that he could smell him!

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