Chapter 1070

The body of the real dragon is rare among thousands, or even millions. At least she has seen no one repair the body of the real dragon among the martial arts practitioners who were lucky to get the blood of the real dragon. This is definitely the first person she saw.

Looking at the ancient style, the masked woman's eyes flashed, and she was a little interested in the ancient style. A young man who can cultivate the body of a real dragon is really worth her attention.

"This guy is miserable. Mengdu is going to make a big move." Yaya looked at Mengdu in the sky and exclaimed. She didn't have much affection for ancient customs and Mongolia, so no matter who lost, she was very happy.

"Look, the result may be beyond your expectation."

The masked woman looked at the ancient style and said with her mouth slightly tilted. After knowing that the ancient style has become the body of the real dragon, she has more confidence in the ancient style. A martial artist who can cultivate the real dragon body must have many means. It's not so easy to defeat him. Moreover, Meng Du also put down his boasting. As long as Gu Feng can take over his move, Gu Feng will win.

"Roar"

The ancient wind looked up at the sky and laughed, and the sound of dragon singing rang through. There were more than 100 patterns of gods and demons on his body. His body exuded a terrible smell of gods and demons, which made everyone in the audience look at him. The momentum of a single level martial cultivation in the soul condensing realm is not weaker than the triple level martial cultivation in the soul condensing realm.

"War, Overlord fist."

The ancient wind roared, the pattern of gods and Demons flickered, and his fist suddenly fell. The supremacy shrouded the arena. He was like a overlord. He stood in the middle of the field, being aggressive and aggressive.

"Boom"

Thousands of lights converged, and the ancient wind also blew at Mengdu in the sky. Gu Feng's fist gathered the power of the pattern of a hundred gods and Demons and the fist meaning of the overlord fist. Coupled with his own terrible power, even the triple martial cultivation in the soul state was slightly inferior to this fist.

This ancient style didn't use all its strength. Otherwise, 150 patterns of gods and demons would come out. It was a terrible scene. After all, even demons such as emperor soul, iron armor and bear were directly blown away.

"The beast king fist, the beast faces the world."

Meng Du roared and his fist fell. The virtual shadow of the monster behind turned into a virtual shadow and rushed towards the ancient wind. The fierce breath filled the air and rushed towards the ancient wind with terrible power.

"Bang"

They collided in the air. At the moment of collision, that terrible force spread around and rolled up bursts of energy storms.

"Drink"

Loud cheers rang out. I don't know when four martial arts practitioners appeared in the four directions of the challenge arena. Their hands were sealed, and a light curtain rose to stop the overflowing energy.

"Bang"

They collided with each other, and the figure of the ancient wind was directly blasted down, hitting the earth like a shell. In the sky, Meng Du's face was also white, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes. The strength of ancient style really exceeded his expectations, but fortunately, he won in the end.

Looking at the golden talisman in the sky, a smile appeared on mondu's pale face, and the report of this battle was big enough.

"Cough, elder martial brother Mengdu, I'm afraid you can't take the talisman."

When Mengdu's palm approached the talisman, a light laughter sounded, followed by footsteps, and the ancient wind came out of the smoke slowly. The flash on his body was broken, his face was pale, and some blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth, but his body was still tall and straight, and his momentum was rising without weakening.

"Wow"

All the people at the scene looked at the ancient wind, and there was a flash of surprise in their eyes. After receiving Mengdu's fierce fist, he was able to survive unharmed, which was definitely beyond his expectation. In particular, they were surprised to see that ancient wind had not even been injured.

The power of Mengdu's fist, even the triple martial arts cultivation of ningsoul realm, could not be followed, but the ancient wind was so forcefully taken over, and the result was beyond everyone's expectation.

"Senior brother Mengdu, according to what you said before, take your fist, but even if I win." Gu Feng looked at Mengdu with a smile on his pale face.

Mengdu's face changed constantly. Finally, he could only smile helplessly and say, "younger martial brother Gufeng is really hidden. This time, I underestimated you. This talisman is yours."

"Thank you, senior brother Mengdu." looking at Mengdu, the ancient wind also has a touch of respect on his face. Although Mengdu is a little crazy, he is also a person who can afford to let go.

"Thank you, senior brother Mengdu." Gu Feng saluted Gu Feng and put away the talisman impolitely. He is not a hypocritical person, and the purpose of coming here is to this magic charm. Since he won, of course he won't be polite.

"That boy really won?" Yaya looked at the ancient style, and her lovely big eyes flashed unbelievable light. After all, there is too much difference between the cultivation of ancient wind and Mengdu. She would never think that ancient wind could punch Mengdu next.

"So, can you belittle anyone? Your talent is good, but the world is so big that there are many martial arts practitioners who also have adventures. There are a lot of talents, so you can't belittle others." the masked woman looked at Yaya and said.

"Oh!" Yaya was taught such a lesson by the masked woman. Although she was reluctant, she knew what her sister said was very reasonable. Because she found that even her triple cultivation of soul state seemed to have no chance of winning against the boy called ancient style.

"Gu Feng won." in the stands, Su Li and ye Xiaoxiao were also shocked. Although they knew that Gu Feng's combat power was strong, it was also relative. This Mondo is not an ordinary person. It is very difficult to win 15 games in a row in the arena full of madmen. In the middle, Mengdu defeated three four levels of martial arts cultivation in the soul condensing realm. Gu Feng can take his fist without serious injury. Of course, his strength is also terrible.

And they won't forget that the most advanced means of ancient wind is not the power of people. His sword technique and spirit array are equally amazing. I'm afraid that with the cultivation of ancient wind, even the four strong players in the condensed soul environment can fight.

"In more than a month, his strength has improved again." the two women looked at each other and saw their serious shock. They all know that when they come back, the ancient wind is far from having such terrible combat power.