Long Yan's fist hit air, but the air also shattered with a "bang". Even a Battle-Saint's strength was enough to shatter mountains and tear apart the air.
When Long Yan turned his head to look, he saw that Ding Meng had actually floated to where he had been standing.
Long Yan was immediately amused. "Ha, I didn't even use my full strength, and you're already using your full strength. Are you that afraid of death?
How did you become a general? "
From what he understood, Beiming, a Battle-Saint, had to use all of his Origin Energy to dodge his casual attack. Who knew that Ding Meng would wave his hand and say, "I'm still fine. Your speed isn't good enough!"
Long Yan's expression sank. His entire body flashed once again as he threw out another punch. This time, his speed was much faster than before. Zhang Feng, who was standing at the door, almost couldn't keep up with his eyes.
"Bang — — —"
The air seemed to solidify as Ding Meng's palm firmly caught this punch.
"Hehe, I'm still fine. My speed is good, but my strength is a bit lacking. It looks like you haven't eaten much!" Ding Meng said with a laugh.
"You!"
Long Yan was a bit shocked. This Beiming had actually been hiding his strength. It turned out that this guy had already broken through to the Battle-God level.
Long Yan quickly retreated to his original position and carefully sized up Ding Meng. Ding Meng clearly didn't have any aura on his body, so how could he possibly catch his fist?
"Okay, you asked for it!" Long Yan gritted his teeth and immediately disappeared.
This time, it wasn't a flash or a Transient Step. He was truly invisible.
Ding Meng was still laughing. "Your tricks are just for show in front of true strength."
After saying this, Ding Meng's left hand casually grabbed Long Yan's ankle from below his right rib. It turned out that Long Yan had circled behind him and tried to kick him.
Long Yan did not panic when his foot was caught. With a clang, a sharp blade shot out from the tip of his foot and pierced towards Ding Meng's left wrist. This was a standard sneak attack technique used by assassins.
"Tsk —"
The sound of the sharp blade piercing into flesh could be heard clearly in the courtyard. However, it was not Ding Meng's wrist that was torn apart, but the sharp blade itself. It was like a piece of steel hitting a furnace, instantly turning into fiery red molten steel. Then, it turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. There was still a faint smell of sandalwood lingering in the air. It seemed that the sharp blade was made of good material.
However, no matter how good it was, in front of absolute heat, all weapons were nothing.
Ding Meng grabbed Long Yan's ankle and threw him out. Long Yan still had some skills. He somersaulted in the air and split into three doppelgangers, then flashed back. Four identical Long Yan attacked from four different directions. Not only was it impossible to tell that the doppelgangers were fake, but the wrist blades on the back of their hands were also shining brightly. This was a martial art that could kill people.
"Thud —"
It sounded like a single sound, but it was actually four because the wrist blades pierced Ding Meng's forehead, heart, lower rib, and back at almost the same time.
However, Ding Meng did not fall down because the four wrist blades had the same result. They were instantly melted into molten steel and turned into smoke. Even if they were not melted, such weapons could not even leave a mark on Ding Meng's skin. The current Ding Meng was just that powerful.
Long Yan recalled his doppelgangers and somersaulted back to his original position. At this moment, even if he had no foresight, he could tell that Beiming's strength was definitely not below his own.
At this moment, Long Yan quickly circulated his Origin Energy, pushing his Origin Energy to the limit. He was ready to go all out. However, Ding Meng waved his hand and laughed. "It's useless. I gave you four chances. It's not that you can't take them, but that you're too weak. You don't even have the qualifications to take them."
Ding Meng seemed to be standing still, but Long Yan suddenly felt an excruciating pain in his left shoulder. This excruciating pain almost made him cry. His entire left arm hung down because his shoulder blade was shattered and his left arm was broken. Moreover, he could not even see Ding Meng's movements. This was the legendary "Fight the Landlord" game of blowing up a single card. This was not a contest of strength at all. He had thought that Beiming was not on the same level as him, but who would have thought that the truth was that he was not on the same level as Beiming? There might even be a gap of several levels between them.
"You!" The murderous glint in Long Yan's eyes disappeared and was replaced by fear.
"Swish — Swish — Swish —"
Three soft sounds rang out in succession. The injured Long Yan flashed a few times in succession and arrived at the steel bridge in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that he wanted to escape, and his speed was not bad.
However, no matter how fast you were, could you be faster than someone else's line of sight?
Ding Meng's eyes trembled. Large amounts of starcharge particles were released from his brain, and an electric net appeared in the middle of the steel bridge. This was the Galaxy Codex's electromagnetic-type psychic technique, "Void Electric Wall". This was only a beginner psychic technique, but its power was not to be underestimated. Even Zhang Feng, who was far away at the gate, felt his scalp go numb.
Many people had experienced this feeling when faced with a strong electric current. Although the high-voltage electric current did not touch you, your hair would instantly stand on end. For a war god to be able to feel this from such a distance, one could imagine how terrifying this electric wall was.
Long Yan naturally felt it even more deeply. His entire body drew an arc across the bridge, bypassing the electric wall and continuing to charge forward. However, in the next second, three electric walls appeared in front of him, completely sealing off his path.
F * ck!
Long Yan did not even dare to look back. His gaze landed on the steel cables on the bridge. Who knew that just as he looked, electric walls would appear on the steel cables as well? His gaze landed on the steel plate on the ground. Five electric walls appeared one after another on the bridge. Now, with just a thought, wherever his gaze landed, a pile of electric walls would appear as if they were magic.
In less than five seconds, there were electric walls in a 180-degree radius in front of him. There were at least 70 to 80 of them densely packed together. Even a fly would not be able to escape, let alone him.
Long Yan slowly turned around. Naturally, there were no electric walls behind him. He looked at Ding Meng with a dark expression and said, "The General Of The North is also a general personally appointed by the Chancellor. Isn't this joke a bit too much?"
Ding Meng said calmly, "I don't think you were joking when you attacked just now."
Zhang Feng said decisively, "Alright, alright. We'll stop when we're done. Everyone can rest now!"
Ding Meng glanced at him and said, "Who told you that I'm going to stop? I haven't even started!"
Zhang Feng was stunned. He really did not know if Ding Meng was being arrogant.
Or was Ding Meng being stubborn to the end?
"I'll fight it out with you today!" Long Yan stepped forward and flew over.
This time, he showed his trump card. Because his entire body was wrapped in a black fog, Zhang Feng could not see this change. However, Ding Meng could see it clearly.
"A Devil Sky martial artist?"
Ding Meng was also a little surprised. Then, his face darkened and he said, "You're here to die!"
Ding Meng finally moved. It was the iconic Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate. How fast was this blade?
In Zhang Feng's vision, Ding Meng's entire body was like a beam of light that had been stretched and distorted. In Ding Meng's vision, the raised hand knife did not cut his opponent immediately. Instead, his elbow arrived first. This elbow directly shook away Long Yan's palms, and then the hand knife chopped down on Long Yan's right shoulder.
"Crack —"
Long Yan's arms were now broken, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
Ding Meng looked down at him with a faint smile and said, "Where's your arrogance from before?
Where did it go? "
Long Yan's eyes were filled with resentment. "Boss and the others will be here soon. Let's see how long you can be arrogant."
Ding Meng squatted down in front of him and said, "Since you mentioned this, I have to tell you that I'm a professional when it comes to interrogations."
Long Yan felt a shadow in his heart. "What do you want?"
Ding Meng said, "Who will be here soon?
Who exactly? "
Long Yan seemed to realize something and shouted, "You're not Beiming. You're definitely not. Who exactly are you?"
"Pa!" Ding Meng grabbed his throat and said, "I don't want to ask a second time."
Long Yan finally understood how powerful his opponent was. His opponent's palm was like a black hole with endless suction. The origin power and magic energy in his body were crazily leaking out like a flood breaking through a dam. Soon, the origin point in his heart was completely extinguished. His body became weak and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
This was the Diamond Starfusing Art forcibly melting people. With Ding Meng's current Interstellar Martial Supremacy strength, melting a War God was like boiling water.
"Are you crazy?"
Long Yan's eyes widened and he could not help but roar. "How dare you destroy my origin points. You're really in trouble."
Ding Meng was expressionless. "This is the last time. Are you going to talk or not?"
Long Yan said angrily, "I'm talking to your mother. I was personally sent here by the big boss. How dare you touch me? You're really tired of living."
Ding Meng did not ask any more questions. He exerted some force in his palm and three origin points in Long Yan's heart were extinguished.
"Motherf * cker!"
Long Yan cursed. "If you dare to attack me, you'll be making an enemy out of Chuang Yu and Apocalypse. The Princeps and the others won't let you go. Why aren't you f * cking letting go?
Are you really crazy? "
Ding Meng nodded. "You can disappear now!"
Long Yan's pupils suddenly shrank because he saw a large amount of white light.
Ding Meng's palm spewed out a huge white torrent with a "boom". Long Yan was directly turned into nothingness. The consequence of encountering an interstellar warrior was not to mention dying without a complete corpse. Even if you wanted to turn into smoke, it would be impossible. You would die cleanly without leaving any trace behind.
"You talk too much!" After saying this, Ding Meng slowly got up and walked toward the hall on the first floor.
Zhang Feng was already numb from watching. To be precise, he had never seen someone with such terrifying strength. Killing a God of War was as easy as squashing a bug. At this moment, in his eyes, Beiming's image no longer existed. The one who was slowly walking toward him was a real Grim Reaper.
Many thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind: Immediately fight, kneel down and beg for mercy, or enter the house and activate the alarm … But no matter which one it was, it didn't seem like a wise choice. His legs couldn't even move. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable. Of course, he didn't know that he was already scared out of his wits.
"You … you … you killed him?" After a long time, Zhang Feng finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.
"Who said he's dead?"
Ding Meng was still walking, but with every step he took, his image was changing. After a few seconds, not only did his appearance become exactly the same as Long Yan's, but his aura was also that of an intermediate level God of War. It was exactly the same.
If Zhang Feng was scared out of his wits before, he was now completely dumbfounded. An immense sense of fear that he had never felt before engulfed him.