2132: C2132 Metacarpus

C2132 Metacarpus

A pitch-black fog rose, filling the world.

In this endless fog, it meant deathly silence. Killing, taking lives, and so on. However, none of these could make one feel comfortable.

The moment Meng Fan sensed the aura, he squinted his eyes because the power that appeared at that moment was no one else. He was already extremely familiar with it.

This was because there was only one possibility in the world, and that was... The master of the Black Qi of Death speaks for himself.

"Thirteenth Palace Master!"

As these words fell, it was extremely peaceful.

However, at this moment, following the appearance of this pitch-black aura, the originally complicated situation on the battlefield became even more intense.

That's right.

What had appeared in this world was undoubtedly … Thirteenth Palace Master, towards so many years of old rivals, Meng Fan is no stranger.

They stood in the air, and every single one of them was surrounded by an endless fog. In their hands they held a tall Forbidden Area Column, and they stood behind Meng Fan. Without any words, that kind of powerful and awe-inspiring might was already oppressing them.

A tall and big old monk was enough for Meng Fan to drink a pot of water. Now, there was even Thirteenth Palace Master, who was known for his ruthlessness and craftiness, on the field.

This kind of scene, was enough to stir up the entire Myriad Domain and the Path of Concealment.

Especially with the arrival of Thirteenth Palace Master, the space became even more complicated. Before, there were already seven people who could split the sky and earth, and any one of them was a rare existence that could suppress mountains and rivers.

However, Thirteenth Palace Master had appeared again. What did this mean?

An unparalleled expert, rarely seen in ancient and modern times, had descended once again. Thirteenth Palace Master was already one, so he could be considered a single person. In that case, it could be said that he combined eight gods to form a supreme being.

If nothing else was mentioned, just based on the current situation, it was likely that they would not meet again in the future.

"Meng Fan, is it that surprising?"

After a moment, a hoarse and cold voice sounded. It came from Thirteenth Palace Master. It seemed like one person, yet also like six people speaking at the same time.

Such a familiar aura, this kind of battlefield, this kind of enmity indeed had an extraordinary significance. It was enough to incite this kind of peerless powerhouse to be extremely excited, and to explode with killing intent.

"As expected... You are related to the Path of Concealment! "

Meng Fan sighed. He had already thought about it long ago, according to Ancient Emperor's and Thirteenth Palace Master's methods, there was no way for them to not know about the Path of Concealment.

The two of them were people who ruled over the entire Myriad Domain for an era. It was obvious that in their own era, they were not willing to leave the Myriad Domain at all. Furthermore, the two of them had once entered the the Source of the Heavens, so they did not need to comprehend the Great Way of the Buddha.

Logically speaking, these two people didn't need to enter the Path of Concealment, but Meng Fan wasn't sure if there was a connection between them.

Now he knew, at least Thirteenth Palace Master had an unclear relationship with Zen Palace.

This plan... It might have been set up by Thirteenth Palace Master and Zen Palace together!

As if he had sensed Meng Fan's thoughts, the old monk from Zen Palace smiled and calmly said:

"That's right, the hall masters and I are indeed old friends, today's trap was also perfected by the hall master, but before, this old monk thought that suppressing Fellow Meng Fann was enough, I alone did not expect Fellow Meng Fann's strength to have reached such a level, not even the old monk himself could do anything about it, it's really too much, I have no choice but to ask the hall masters for help!"

"Where? Killing him is our will. No matter when or where, we are willing to serve him. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!"

Within the sixth hall master, a figure landed.

It was clear that this was the voice in his heart. Although Thirteenth Palace Master was deceiving countless people, Meng Fan was sure that the other party was not lying!

Six of the thirteen people came, but the other seven, were they afraid of Ancient Emperor?

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"Looks like today, I will be..." This is bad news, you have so many people! "

"That's right!"

The tall old monk nodded and said in a deep voice,

"Does Fellow Meng Fann have any last words? I'm all ears!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan smiled and said word by word to the tall old monk.

"What I want to say … That is … Listen to your mother! "

The words were clear and loud.

The tall and big old monk, who was originally standing on the spot, instantly turned ashen. His proud smile froze in the blink of an eye, and his old face turned as ugly as it could get.

They had originally thought that Meng Fan, who was like a tyrant, would make some remarks the moment he reached the end of his path and die.

As the person who personally sent Meng Fan to the grave, the tall old monk was naturally extremely pleased with himself. That feeling of achievement was extremely huge, and in their eyes, the value of Meng Fan's life and death already related to their future life and death.

However, he didn't expect Meng Fan's bones to be so hard.

It was already at this moment, and the killing had been completed. It was certain death, but Meng Fan was still able to maintain his calmness. He even teased him and ruthlessly scolded him.

From the moment the tall old monk became a saint, no one in this world had the qualifications and the power to scold him. However … Except Meng Fan.

"Kill!"

A moment later, the old monk went mad. His palm descended, crushing down onto the ground.

The six Palace Masters of the forbidden area followed closely behind him. In an instant, seven shocking killing intents emerged around Meng Fan.

Any one of them was the strongest attack from the person standing at the peak of the world's ocean of people. Their auras covered the sky, shattered everything, and pierced through everything.

At this moment, Meng Fan's degree of danger was no less than the two Spirit Storage s.

This assassination attempt was also aimed at Meng Fan himself!

Thirteenth Palace Master was Thirteenth Palace Master, and they wanted to deal with Meng Fan very much. There was already no chance for them to do so in the entire Myriad Domain, so Thirteenth Palace Master had teamed up with the old monk Zen Palace and set up a killing trap for Meng Fan in the the Path of Concealment!

At this moment, there were also the six hall masters' attacks, turning Meng Fan into a killing whirlpool that could swallow everything. Whoever was among them would die without a doubt!

It was a sealed space, two killing fields, one for the two Spirit Storage, the other for Meng Fan.

"At this moment, I reckon Meng Fan and the Spirit Storage are the same, equally matched …" Happy!

Emperor's Fist!

In an instant, Meng Fan let out a roar. His hair fluttered in the wind as he was chopped forward like a godly weapon. As matters stood, he had no choice but to fight with all of his strength.

Meng Fan's power collided with the six hall masters and the tall and big old monk at the same time.

The air intersected. This sort of fight between seven of the world's top experts was too explosive.

This caused the entire sealed space to tremble continuously, with countless fragments.

Moments later, Meng Fan's body was blasted away and he vomited a mouthful of blood.1

Clearly, this was not a fair fight. The pressure it brought was not ordinary. Even though Meng Fan was strong, he could not fight against this kind of lineup.

At the moment of impact, Meng Fan, who was originally on par with the old monk, became extremely passive. One attack pierced through his internal organs and left a large amount of internal bleeding.

Just a single strike was enough to destroy him!

The tall old monk and Thirteenth Palace Master did not have any mercy and attacked once again.

In a split-second, Meng Fan was expressionless. He shouted loudly and his body bounced up in the air. He stood where he was and swung his arms.

At this moment, his whole body was covered with blood. He was like a ferocious beast that had gone berserk. Even though he was at the end of his road, even though he had reached a desperate situation, the killing intent in his bones was aroused.

Even when facing the seven experts, Meng Fan did not show any fear, it was just a battle!

"Tsk tsk..." It's too futile, Meng Fan, you will definitely die here today! "

One of the Palace Masters said coldly, his tone filled with ridicule.

Within a couple of breaths, the strength of these top experts in the arena crossed each other, causing Meng Fan to be covered in fresh blood all over his body, his injuries were unknown, and a large number of tall old monks and Thirteenth Palace Master's aura had been injected into his body. During this kind of moment, Meng Fan had already reached a precarious situation.

Meng Fan, who was in the midst of retreating, allowed the blood in his body to flow down. The response he had come up with was also quickly flashing through his mind. There were only two ways to deal with it.

The other was to find an opportunity to carve out a path of blood and leave this place. However, with the tall old monk and the six hall masters present, the chances of this method being possible were less than one in ten thousand. In front of so many top experts of the world, it was too difficult to leave this sealed space.

The only way was to fight it out. At that moment, Meng Fan would be finished here today, but if he really burned his Source energy, then there was a chance that he would leave behind a person to completely kill the tall old monk and Thirteenth Palace Master.

Exchanging a life for a life!

As things stood, for Meng Fan, he could only choose between the two methods. However, what made him so hesitant was that he did not want to choose either of the two methods, nor did he want to face them.

"Seems like I only have one chance!"

A trace of killing intent appeared in Meng Fan's eyes. If he couldn't escape, then he could only change his life. However, just when Meng Fan was planning to burn his Source Energy to raise his fighting strength to another level.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked towards a certain spot in the sky.

Where was it? An incomparably strange fluctuation vaguely appeared. This fluctuation attacked … Weird and unpredictable, Meng Fan raised his eyebrows at this moment. It seems like... The third choice!

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