Became a god from the blood baron

Chapter 80 Defeated

　Looking at Paul who rushed over.

Meng Yan grinned.

"Good come!"

Then, he didn't dodge or dodge, mobilized all his strength, and also rushed directly towards Paul.

Bang!
The two figures collided violently.

A thunderous muffled sound instantly spread in all directions.

In the air, invisible shock ripples spread out to the surroundings.

In the distance, under a mountain wall.

Jack could clearly hear the loud bang.

It was at this time.

The mountain wall behind him shook suddenly, and some cracks suddenly appeared and gradually spread.

His body shook, he had already sat down to adjust his breath, but got up immediately.

Although there were still faint bursts of tearing pain in his chest, he continued to drag his body, turning into a dim bloody light, and flew further away.

……

in the jungle.

Around the two figures, big trees were continuously broken by waves of raging force.

The air waves generated by the collision spread rapidly and spread far away.

Even some huge rocks standing outside the dense forest were shaken by the terrifying power fluctuations, and there were deep cracks visible to the naked eye on the surface.

boom!boom!
There were two explosions, and the two stepped on the ground at the same time, facing each other.

The physical body collided with the physical body, and the fierce and violent power exploded within a short distance.

Paul showed a ferocious look on his face, and regardless of the severe pain from his fist, he punched frantically and hit Meng Yan's body hard.

His fists were faintly shrouded in a layer of bright red blood, they were two red gloves.

It is a third-level melee attack blood tool that Paul specially refined for himself.

His weak mental strength is only enough for him to use such a high-quality third-tier blood tool.

It is impossible to use another third-level protective blood equipment.

But it doesn't matter, attack is the best defense.

Bloody fist shadows appeared continuously, covering Meng Yan's figure completely.

Paul's hands and gloves have become one.

The red gloves are usually hidden between the flesh and blood, and only the black bat blood talisman of the secret technique can activate them and reveal them.

Previously, four of his fingers were broken by Meng Yan, but now the glove manifests, and his palm is as compact as steel. The original injury has been repaired, and the degree of firmness has also been greatly improved.

But even so, when Paul punched Meng Yan, he could still feel the dull pain coming from the face of the fist.

"My physical strength has reached the fourth level, so I don't believe I can't beat you to death!"

Agitated by the blood power and physical power in the body, under the traction of the bright red runes on the body surface, a powerful force burst out, pouring out from Paul's fists.

Behind him, the black wings are constantly vibrating with a strange frequency, reconciling the bright red blood energy and physical strength.

Those bright red runes are also under this frequency, the color is more vivid and moist, and the traction force is steadily increasing.

For a moment, there seemed to be a hint of crimson faintly mixed in those bloody fist shadows.

the other side.

Meng Yan held Paul's fist hard, ignoring the bloody fist shadows that rained down on his body.

He kept pulling closer to Paul.

The frenzied fist shadows around him and Paul's constant bombardment could not stop him in the slightest.

Step by step, just resisting the attack so strongly, approaching, getting close.

There was a tyrannical look in his eyes.

soon.

He had already approached Paul's side, only a finger away from Paul.

Seeing that his offensive seemed to have little effect on Meng Yan, and Meng Yan was already so close, Paul felt bad.

About to make a move.

Swish!Swish!
Meng Yan stretched out both arms quickly, fingers bent like claws, passing through Paul's side.

Then he bent his arms, hooked his hands back, and directly grabbed Paul's two black wings.

"I've been sick of seeing this for a long time!!"

There were two crashes.

Blood splattered and spilled out.

The two black wings were torn off by Meng Yan with his bare hands.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Paul's face was distorted in pain. Those two wings were the most critical part of the black bat's blood body, and they were also the strongest and hardest part of his body.

He didn't expect to be torn off by Meng Yan.

An indescribable pain spread from his back, and tears ran down Paul's face. It was caused by the pain, and he couldn't control it at all.

This kind of pain is more than a hundred times more severe than the broken finger before.

However, Meng Yan was still by his side and might attack again at any time, so Paul had no time to relieve the severe pain.

He can't sit still.

"Ho!"

His arms were in a green posture, ready to lock Meng Yan directly, and then use the power of the black bat blood talisman on his body surface to attack into his body.

Meng Yan saw Paul's intentions, he reacted quickly and responded quickly.

I saw that he took a step back first, avoiding Paul's embrace and killing, and then raised his foot. The thick bare soles of his feet pressed against Paul's chest again, and violent force surged out.

Paul only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

Then his body fell hundreds of meters away.

A huge pothole was smashed into the ground.

A steady stream of blood flowed from the two huge wounds on Paul's back.

Blood piled up in the potholes.

Under his body, there was a bright red, and then gradually spread, and soon filled the entire pothole.

His chest, sunken deep,
From the bottom of the neck to three inches below the navel, there is a clear huge footprint in the depression.

Meng Yan walked unhurriedly to the side of the pothole, still holding the two huge black wings in his hand.

He looked down at Paul who was lying at the bottom of the pit, unable to get up.

Using a little force with both hands, the powerful force pierced through the black wings, shaking and wreaking havoc.

The two wings turned into meat paste in an instant.

Inside the meat paste, there are still some fascia residues, making it a mess and not completely broken.

pat.

Meng Yan threw two lumps of red and black meat into the pothole and landed beside Paul.

He curled his lips and said:
"What's the use of your gaudy stuff."

Paul lay sprawled in the pothole, staring sideways at the two balls of meat paste next to him.

Blood spilled uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, and there was an indescribable look of regret in his eyes:
"My... my black bat blood body..."

despair.

Meng Yan jumped into the pothole.

Go to Paul's side.

The mutated mental power was released, scanning Paul's body.

He quickly determined that Paul now had little power to resist.

Even if there are disposable blood tools in his space ring, it is impossible to pose a threat to Meng Yan.

The one-time blood tool that sealed the fourth-order normal attack magic could not cause too much damage to Meng Yan at all.

That kind of disposable blood tool that seals the fourth-level top magic, if there is no strong mental power of the same level, the user of the lower level cannot activate it.

Paul's mental power is only at the third level, even if he has that kind of disposable blood tool, he can't use it.

"From the moment you decided to compete with me in melee combat, your defeat was doomed."

Paul heard the faint voice above, and slowly closed his eyes.

He lost.

in his field of expertise.

A crushing defeat.

(End of this chapter)