Meng Xiang threw his still beating heart back in a casual manner, shook off the blood on his right hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his left hand, and let out a long sigh. The "Aura Bullet" and "Rasengan" he used in the battle with Andrew consumed most of his spiritual energy, and defeating Allen was all luck. Fire is indeed the nemesis of all living things. Although Allen has not yet discovered the powerful power of the Flame-Flame Fruit, the ordinary flame alone is enough to make Shakira and other strong men surrender. Meng Xiang's strength may not be above Shakira, but he just happens to have the aura defense to resist fire.
On the surface, it seemed like an easy victory, but the first time he used the aura defense, he was caught in a raging fire. Meng Xiang won dangerously. If his aura defense was a little lax, he would have followed in Shakira's footsteps and become charcoal-burned human flesh.
Meng Xiang looked down at Allen's body. Gan Jiang was still tightly held in the corpse's right hand. He was about to pick up Gan Jiang when he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger coming towards him. He hurriedly lowered his head, jumped over the corpse and rolled forward. Then a "swish" sound was heard behind him. The ground had been scraped by a jagged halo, leaving a long crack.
"Na Luo Wushuanghua!" Bina, wearing divine armor, descended from the sky, with halos shooting out from her hands one after another. Her delicate exclamations and the gorgeousness of her moves were fascinating.
Meng Xiang knew how strong the beauty in front of him was. He did not dare to underestimate her. He jumped back repeatedly and jumped more than 20 meters before he barely avoided the continuous attack. Bina looked at the body on the ground, seemingly unable to believe the facts in front of her. She screamed with a roar: "You... You actually killed Allen? How could you do it with your strength?"
Meng Xiang shrugged and pretended to be calm, saying: "This is the fact. I didn't want to kill him, but he overestimated his own abilities." He looked relaxed on the surface, but he was actually extremely anxious. The weakening of his spiritual energy forced him to take into account the fighting ability of the beauty in front of him. What was even more chilling was that Andrew had been killing the surrounding creatures from a distance. Since Alan's death, the bomb-like explosions in the distance had long disappeared.
He no longer cared about Shakira's life or death, and was thinking about how to escape from the clutches of these two people. But even if he wanted to blow his head off, he couldn't think of a way to escape safely. The flying machine transformed from the divine armor was too much of a hindrance. Unless he killed Bina, he would never be able to escape Andrew's iron fist.
Bina stood in front of Alan's body in a daze. She stared at Meng Xiang as he slowly squatted down, took off Alan's detector and placed it on his left eye. He pressed lightly on the mirror and murmured, "Combat power 452, impossible. With this kind of combat power, even if Alan doesn't use fire, you can't be his opponent."
Meng Xiang's right fist was already glowing blue, with all the strength contained in his body preparing to be baptized by the Kaio-ken. He had to kill Bina by surprise, even if he had to use the Kaio-ken at 10% of its effectiveness, to make Bina incapable of movement before Andrew arrived.
Because in the thick fog, the sound of Andrew's rough footsteps, "clacking" and crushing the ground, could be heard.
"Oh, what an exciting fight, Meng Xiang. Didn't you say you wouldn't hit women? Then why are you holding it in so tightly? I can clearly feel your murderous intent even from a distance." A weird voice came from the thick fog, like someone whispering in your ear in the middle of the night, which made people feel creepy.
"Zhang Jin? How could it be you?" Meng Xiang blurted out. In the thick fog, Zhang Jin walked out slowly with a grin on his face. His left hand was holding the burnt-black Shakira, and his right hand was holding a bottle of red wine. He poured the red wine into his mouth and said leisurely, "I have been nearby all the time. I originally just wanted to be a bystander, but your battle has come to an end. If I don't come out, who can start the fight?"
Bina was very surprised. She quickly used the detector to detect Zhang Jin's combat effectiveness, and then said disdainfully: "You garbage with zero combat effectiveness, are you here to die?" She spoke calmly because a huge black shadow had appeared in the thick fog.
Veins popped out on Andrew's face, his eyes were wide open like lanterns, and bloodshot: "You actually killed Alan? You actually killed my only good friend in the team?" He was not very smart and had always been rejected by the members of the Demon Squad. However, Alan would always let him join in whatever he did, so he unconsciously thought that Alan regarded him as a good friend.
In reality, Alan was only taking advantage of Andrew's power because of his clumsiness, and he didn't even realize it.
The surging demonic energy made Meng Xiang breathless. Compared with before, Andrew was stronger now because his power had been infiltrated with rage, which was the real fire that was enough to destroy all living things.
Zhang Jin threw away the red wine in his hand and pushed with his left hand. Shakira flew over lightly as if lifted by an invisible force. Suddenly, she lost weight and fell in front of Meng Xiang. Meng Xiang hurriedly hugged Shakira. Shakira groaned and her lips were cracked by her own bite. It seemed that the scorched skin on her body was in severe pain due to the fall just now.
"In fact, I lied just now. The real reason I showed up was for you, a monster." Zhang Jin pointed at Andrew, his eyes became fanatical, and his muscles began to wriggle with excitement.
Andrew glared at Meng Xiang fiercely, totally ignoring Zhang Jin. He snorted and stomped the ground with his right foot. The whole ground shook and a long crack appeared under his feet: "You, a piece of trash with zero combat power, show up at this moment just to die under my fist? I'll help you, but I have to kill that guy first." His muscles were tense, ready to launch his iron fist like a missile at any time. Even if Meng Xiang was slow, he would slowly move backwards holding Shakira.
"Combat power is zero? Beautiful lady over there, what is my combat power now?" Zhang Jin has unlocked the potential lock level 2, and the muscles all over his body have expanded by nearly twice as much.
Bina looked at the detector, sweat dripping down her face like rain. She took off the detector and wiped the fog off the lens and said in panic, "Combat power 1223? Impossible, why is there such a big change?"
"Combat power 1223? Very good, it seems that the only way to deal with the other trash is to crush you to death. Bina, keep an eye on that kid, if he escapes, I will crush you into a meat ball." Andrew finally focused his attention on Zhang Jin, and Meng Xiang felt relieved, and the oppressive feeling in his heart gradually subsided.
When the two strong men met, Bina and Meng Xiang knew their own strengths. They slowly retreated nearly 10 meters away from their battlefield. If they intervened in their fight, they might suffer the consequences.
"Let's test your muscle hardness first." Zhang Jin pointed his right index finger at Andrew, and a strong energy penetrated the thick fog, like a small tunnel opened in the thick fog, and shot straight at Andrew's left chest. Andrew snorted angrily, stretched out his palm like a fan and slapped the energy horizontally. With a crisp "snap" sound, the Six Meridians Divine Sword was instantly slapped into thin air.
"It seems that damage can only be caused by physical blows." Zhang Jin murmured, put away his right hand, stood casually, and his contempt for Andrew reached its peak.
Andrew was furious and waved his fists wildly, firing punches at Zhang Jin like cannonballs. Zhang Jin performed the Willow Steps to the Wind and floated in front of Andrew like flowing clouds and water. A ball of white light flashed from his right palm, and a giant dragon was transformed into it, which hit Andrew's lower abdomen heavily. Andrew then flew away like a kite with a broken string and disappeared into the thick fog. In the distance, only the metallic sound of a car being squeezed was heard.
Zhang Jin's move shocked Bina and Shakira, and even Meng Xiang had to re-evaluate Zhang Jin's strength. This palm seemed to be stronger than the 10th level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra that slapped the golden beetle away in "Starship Troopers".
"The 11th level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra. This is the maximum power that I can exert at this stage with the combination of my physical and internal strength. If this palm can't hurt you, then I really can't do anything else." Zhang Jin was just like playing a friendly match, chatting and laughing lightly, with no atmosphere of life-and-death battle at all.
A rough but excited voice came from the thick fog: "In that case, you are not ready to die?" Andrew rushed out of the thick fog like a mad rhino. The 11th level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique did not cause him any harm. Not only did he step out a lot of big holes on the ground, but even the earth seemed to shake.
Meng Xiang felt it deeply, and the muscles of Lu Yu and Lu Di, who almost ignored physical impact, were strengthened. In addition to being "hard", they were also "tough". So Zhang Jin's move was very powerful, but the pressure he exerted on Andrew was not even as great as his spiritual light bullet and spiral ball.
Zhang Jin went forward calmly. His Windward Willow Step was a nimble movement, not as good as Yuan Zhi's Flash Step and Shakira's "Shave", but moving against the wind, the stronger the enemy's punch, the more nimbly he could dodge. He stuck to Andrew like a patch, changing various moves with his hands, constantly exerting pressure on Andrew's body.
Andrew claimed to be the second strongest in the Demon Squad, and it turned out that he was not bragging. His swollen muscles were contracted by opening the potential lock level 2 limit, making his whole body hard and tough. Below the head, he almost ignored any attack. But his casual punch, the wind pressure was like a cannonball, and a casual palm could stir up a force 10 strong wind.
Even though Zhang Jin was still running around Andrew leisurely, his defeat was only a matter of time.
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