"Fang Lin, I, Meng langtian, want to fight with you!" Meng langtian, the eldest son of the emperor of the state of Meng, came to the scene and stared at Fang Lin with a wary face.

Seeing that Meng langtian was going to fight Fang Lin, the Meng royal family immediately aroused a burst of cheers. At least in the eyes of the Meng royal family, Meng langtian was their only hope to sweep away the decline.

Yun Guo was just sitting on the sidelines, showing a bit of interest, especially Zhao Shenji, who was more willing to see Meng langtian and Fang Lin fight again.

No matter who wins or loses, this is extremely beneficial to Yun Guo. At least we can see the strength of Fang Lin and the depth of Meng langtian, a powerful enemy.

Many people frown here in Qianguo. Fang Lin competes with two young masters, Huang Haoshan and Yu Xin, and the consumption is naturally not small. At present, if it's against Meng langtian, I'm afraid Fang Lin will be very disadvantageous.

Many martial artists who watched the battle also felt that Meng langtian was a little unkind. At this time, they jumped out to fight Fang Lin, obviously to take advantage of Fang Lin's continuous fierce battles and reap the benefits of fishermen.

Meng langtian stood in the court. Although many people cast disdainful eyes at him, he didn't care at all, and even didn't feel ashamed at all.

In Meng langtian's view, as long as he defeated Fang Lin and saved the decline of Meng, everything would be floating clouds.

Fang Lin looked at Meng langtian, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Prince Meng, you are really good enough. You are so impatient to fight me. Your intentions are sinister."

Fang Lin didn't say too clearly, but the meaning of the expression was very obvious, that is, you Meng langtian shameless, want to take advantage of the weakness.

Meng langtian looked indifferent, with a trace of coldness and arrogance: "don't talk nonsense, dare to fight?"

Fang Lin sneered and was about to speak when Yang Xuanfeng came out.

"Fang Lin, you're tired. You'd better have a rest first. I'll come this time." Yang Xuanfeng said faintly, walked to Fang Lin's side and patted Fang Lin on the shoulder.

Fang Lin didn't refuse when he heard what he said. He really needed a rest. He fought with two young talents in succession. It must be nonsense to say he wasn't tired.

Of course, even if he continues to fight with Meng langtian, Fang Lin still has the strength to spare, at least he won't get into too much trouble.

But since Yang Xuanfeng wants to fight, he naturally needs to respect Yang Xuanfeng's decision. Besides, he has already cleaned up two young talents in Meng country. If he even cleans up Meng langtian, it would be too amazing. Let Yang Xuanfeng deal with Meng langtian.

At that moment, Fang Lin smiled at Meng langtian, and walked to the people of the state of Qian without looking back.

Yang Xuanfeng looked at Meng langtian and said calmly, "Meng langtian, I'll fight with you."

Meng langtian snorted. His expression was not very good-looking. He preferred to fight with Fang Lin, because Fang Lin was certainly in a bad state now, and there was a great chance to defeat Fang Lin with his own strength.

But if it's against Yang Xuanfeng, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose. After all, Yang Xuanfeng plays in a complete state, and his strength is completely unpredictable.

But now, all the people in Meng urgently need a victory to boost their morale. They can't avoid the war. Even if it's hard to say the outcome of the battle with Yang Xuanfeng, they have to bite the bullet.

"Well, your name of Yang Xuanfeng is as thunderous as thunder. I've long wanted to learn your methods." Meng Lang said proudly.

Both of them are the eldest son of the emperor of a country, and both of them are very likely to hold the throne of a country in the future. In this contest, the victory or defeat is extremely critical.

Whoever loses will become a stain even if he inherits the throne in the future.

Therefore, for Yang Xuanfeng and Meng langtian, this is an absolutely unbeatable duel.

For the royal family members of Qian state and Meng state, this war also made them sweat. If they lose, they will lose face.

"Come on!" Meng langtian roared, and his tall body was like a human beast, rushing towards Yang Xuanfeng.

Yang Xuanfeng's figure is not as tall as Meng langtian. At the moment, facing Meng langtian with unparalleled momentum, Yang Xuanfeng is motionless, and his eyes are particularly calm.

A palm blows out, the golden light flashes, and the internal strength surges!

Impressively, it is the unique skill of the royal family of Qian Kingdom, Vajra palm!

Yang Xuanfeng directly used the Vajra palm to suppress Meng langtian.

Meng Lang Tian's eyes jumped. He didn't expect that Yang Xuanfeng was so strong that he used such a fierce killing move as soon as he came up.

At the moment, Meng langtian was also unreserved. The black light surged on his fist, and there was a faint evil spirit diffused out.

Boom!!!

The two fists intersected, and between the golden light and black mans, Meng langtian snorted stiffly, and his body retreated repeatedly.

Yang Xuanfeng's figure shook, but he stood firmly in place and was not shaken back at all.

Many people were surprised by this scene.

Meng langtian's face was ugly. As soon as he had a confrontation, he fell into a disadvantage, which was extremely difficult for him to accept.

Boom!

Meng langtian's momentum rose, and a black monster's virtual shadow emerged, looking like a black bear.

"It's said that Meng langtian refined a drop of demon beast blood, which seems to be true."

"This seems to be an iron bear."

"Yes, it is indeed an iron bear."

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There was a burst of discussion around, and Fang Lin also heard it. He looked at the black bear shadow covering Meng langtian's whole body, showing some surprise.

"Take my punch!" Meng langtian roared angrily, and suddenly blew out a punch. At the same time, the iron bear phantom also blew out a terrible punch.

Yang Xuanfeng looked as usual, his body jumped up, and his whole body was radiant.

At this moment, Yang Xuanfeng seemed to be incarnated as a God, dazzling and dazzling. The bright golden light shone everywhere, making people unable to look directly.

"What a terrible smell!" Many people were surprised.

Yang Xuanfeng blew out his palm and saw a golden hand roaring down, as if to erase the whole mountain below.

"This is..." everyone was shocked, showing a look of shock, unable to imagine that this was Yang Xuanfeng's means.

With the momentum of suppressing everything, the golden big hand fell directly, and the iron bear shadow that enveloped Meng langtian's whole body sent out an angry roar, which seemed extremely angry and unwilling.

Boom!!!!

The next moment, the phantom of the iron bear collapsed and dissipated, and Meng langtian shouted, spewing out a mouthful of blood, but his body was full of black light, like a giant pillar, and he was forced to support under the golden hand by relying on his terrible flesh.

"What can I do with a mere means?" Meng langtian supported his golden hand with both hands, which could not completely suppress himself.

Everyone breathed coldly. Meng langtian was really powerful, and he actually held on to the golden hand.