Wu Meng's second punch was much faster. It was a standard uppercut, but the air seemed to have been torn apart by it.
Ding Meng still retreated far away as if he was avoiding the plague. Lin Danying and Ye Mei couldn't help but look at each other. This Ding Meng was so aggressive just a moment ago, why did he suddenly become a coward?
Actually, what they didn't know was that even though Wu Meng had praised Ding Meng as an expert, how could Ding Meng not think that Wu Meng was an expert as well?
Ding Meng didn't underestimate Wu Meng's punch at all. More importantly, De Sheng and Zheng Lang, who were far away, were definitely stronger than Wu Meng. Since they hadn't made a move yet, Ding Meng didn't dare to casually block their attacks. It was best not to act recklessly before he figured out the ins and outs of this group of people. Only by being careful could one sail a boat for ten thousand years.
Who would have thought that this secret base in the middle of nowhere would actually have three Battle-Saints guarding it? This gave Ding Meng a new understanding of Ling Xingqi. Ling Xingqi herself was definitely not any weaker than these people.
At this moment, Wu Meng was using a standard "Seven Star Holy Fists" as he chased after Ding Meng and beat him up. Of course, his momentum was quite fierce, but in reality, not even Ding Meng's clothes were touched. Ding Meng was only dodging around the teleportation sphere.
Zheng Lang and De Sheng frowned as they watched. This Ding Meng was really cunning. He only ran and didn't attack. He didn't even try to defend himself, wasting Wu Meng's energy for nothing. Of course, for a Battle-Saint, this wasn't considered wasting energy. To be more precise, Wu Meng's movement technique wasn't fast enough to force Ding Meng to make a move.
Zheng Lang glanced at De Sheng. De Sheng understood and flew up like a rocket. He sent out six consecutive palm strikes in the air. Six huge Holy Walls appeared out of nowhere, trapping Ding Meng and Wu Meng in a golden Origin Energy cage.
"You guys really surprised me." Ding Meng had no choice but to block Wu Meng's fists.
Wu Meng's Seven Star Fists were just a test. Now that Ding Meng's space to dodge had shrunk, he decisively circulated his Origin Energy and used both his hands to form fists that smashed towards Ding Meng's chest.
"Pa —"
Ding Meng received the punch with a single palm. He felt that Wu Meng's strength had more than doubled.
With a loud bang, many of the alloy plates on the ground were blasted away. The shockwaves caused by Origin Energy actually exploded in eight different directions around Ding Meng.
This time, it wasn't Ding Meng who was shocked, but rather Wu Meng. He couldn't believe that the Holy Vajra Cannon Fist that he was so proud of couldn't hurt Ding Meng in the slightest. Actually, this wasn't that difficult. Ding Meng had already noticed that there was something strange about Wu Meng's fists, so he had directly used his telekinesis to divert the energy from the cannon and the shockwaves.
At this moment, a golden warhammer whistled through the air. Ding Meng quickly retreated and caught the warhammer with a "whoosh". His body suddenly shrank as the warhammer sank into his body, but it was more like he had absorbed it.
Wu Meng, De Sheng, and Zheng Lang's expressions all changed. De Sheng had created this warhammer using the Adamantium System's Origin Energy. Two Battle-Saints and two Battle-Monarchs working together couldn't even stop Ding Meng. Was this kid really a monster?
"I'll give it back to you!" Ding Meng struck out with his palm from afar.
The warhammer flew out of his hand and whizzed back at De Sheng.
De Sheng didn't dare catch it. His eyes were sharp, and he discovered that the originally golden warhammer now had a faint layer of green luster to it. Obviously, Ding Meng had secretly tampered with it and added an even more powerful layer of Origin Energy to it.
However, the warhammer came too suddenly. The body of the warhammer itself was spinning, and the whole thing was spinning in circles. It was hard to tell where it came from, and he couldn't tell if there was a follow-up attack. Just the waves spreading out from the spinning hammer forced him to close his eyes. De Sheng quickly did a backflip in the air and dodged the attack.
"Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! "
After several consecutive explosions, the golden cage created by the Holy Vajra Wall collapsed on the spot. It had been smashed into countless specks of light by the warhammer.
"Old Zheng, stop watching. Let's attack together!"
De Sheng yelled. His voice was extremely anxious. He had already sensed that Ding Meng was definitely not just a beginner Battle-Saint.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Lang was extremely cunning. He suddenly turned his head and shot a glance into the distance.
Lin Danying and Ye Mei understood. The battle before them wasn't something that the two of them could get involved in. They hurriedly went upstairs and restrained the five refugees so that Ding Meng wouldn't dare to attack them.
When he saw Lin Danying and Ye Mei rushing towards the hall on the first floor like a whirlwind, Ding Meng seemed to know what they were thinking. He finally extended his body and rushed towards their backs.
"Crash!" A heavy sound rang out. An ice wall that was at least a thousand square meters wide appeared in front of Ding Meng. The ice wall was a faint purple in color and was at least five meters thick. It was obvious that Zheng Lang, an ice-type Battle-Saint, possessed a deep foundation of Dark Ice energy.
Ding Meng's expression darkened. "You can't deal with me, so you're trying to use their lives to threaten me?"
Zheng Lang's lips curled into a cold smile. "They're prisoners under the Starbow Group's control. Naturally, we have the right to punish them."
Ding Meng's face immediately became expressionless. "Prisoners?
Originally, I only wanted to take them away. I've already tolerated you enough. It seems that you're trying to court death again and again! "
As he spoke, he placed his hand on his belt. With a series of "kacha kacha" sounds, the belt transformed, and a large, domineering, diamond-shaped sword appeared in his hand.
The dense blue light of the sword flashed. Zheng Lang immediately felt as if his eyes were being pierced by needles. The three of them were all Battle-Saints, so they knew what this meant.
Ding Meng's sword had definitely killed many experts. Otherwise, it wouldn't have such a powerful killing intent. Sometimes, a weapon wasn't necessarily in a "dead" state. Right now, they could see that the large sword's body was constantly changing color. This was obviously Ding Meng infusing his own Origin Energy into the sword. This sword was undoubtedly a powerful weapon.
Zheng Lang and the others secretly pushed their Origin Energy to the limit, guarding against any sudden attacks from Ding Meng.
Suddenly, Ding Meng swung his sword backwards. A scimitar-shaped sword light shot out from his sword and shot towards the wall of ice with a whoosh.
This Origin Energy sword light was actually purple with a tinge of black. Zheng Lang was quite knowledgeable and knew that this was a sign that Ding Meng's cultivation had reached an extremely frightening level. It must be known that Ding Meng's Origin Energy had already reached a terrifying level. However, Ding Meng's weapon was actually able to produce a sword light of this color. Zheng Lang immediately turned his head and yelled, "Out of the way!
Out of the way! "
As soon as the scimitar sword light came into contact with the wall of ice, the wall of ice quickly melted and collapsed like melted snow. However, the sword light's momentum wasn't hindered in the slightest. Under the control of Ding Meng's telekinesis vision, it flew through the door on the first floor as if it had grown eyes.
At this moment, Lin Danying and Ye Mei's footsteps had just stepped into the main passageway on the third floor. They also felt an extremely fierce energy chasing after them. When they turned their heads to look, the black sword light was like the scimitar in the hands of the Grim Reaper, arriving in front of them in an instant.
With two whoosh sounds, the sword light directly passed through their bodies. However, the two people's bodies weren't cut in half. Instead, their figures gradually dimmed until they disappeared.
So these were two clones. Lin Danying and Ye Mei's reactions weren't slow. They knew that they couldn't take the opponent's killing blow head on.
However, when their real bodies flashed back to the door, Zheng Lang's exclamation sounded out again, "Out of the way!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. After the scimitar flew into the main passageway, it drew an arc under the control of telekinesis and actually turned around and returned. Lin Danying and Ye Mei had never imagined that someone's swordsmanship had been cultivated to such a shocking level.
There were two more "swish swish" sounds, and the sword light once again passed through the body, and finally hit the alloy door. The ten-story shuttle ladder exploded violently, and then collapsed with a "crashing" sound, and the entire base was shaking.
Lin Danying and Ye Mei stood motionless. They both maintained the posture of turning their heads to look back. Their faces were expressionless because they didn't have time to be surprised.
Two seconds later, a small cut appeared on their necks. Blood quickly spread out and circled around their necks. At this moment, their heads slid to the ground with a thump.
"Yingying —" Wu Meng was scared out of his wits. He and Lin Danying had worked together in the Starbow Group for many years and had a very deep relationship. He didn't expect that Ding Meng would cut his head off with a single strike.
At this moment, anger completely defeated reason. Wu Meng roared, "Ding, I want you dead!"
He was already in the air, his whole body burning with golden flames. His entire body seemed to be covered by the mirror image of a giant dragon. He was just like a golden dragon. His two claws were already out, and the entire space was under the control of the force field of these two palms.
Ding Meng didn't know what kind of martial arts this was, but it seemed to be some kind of secret technique. However, to him, all kinds of things were just fancy tricks. Seeing Wu Meng pounce in front of him like a hawk hunting a rabbit, Ding Meng twisted his wrist and swung his sword back up. It felt as if Wu Meng had jumped directly over his head.
But when Wu Meng landed, this golden dragon became a dead fish. Wu Meng fell heavily on the steel plate, and half of his leg was gone.
"Ah — Ah — Ah —"
Wu Meng's screams were quite regular. He crawled forward on the ground with all his might, leaving a long trail of blood behind him. After being struck by this sword, he basically had no combat ability left.
Ding Meng didn't chase after him. A Battle Sage couldn't be completely killed by the Mirror's Flowers, Reflected Moon. Even if he died temporarily, as long as his spirit wasn't destroyed, he could still be saved.
Once Wu Meng was dealt with, how could Zheng Lang and De Sheng remain calm?
Zheng Lang had already finished channeling his energy. He spread out his palms and slowly brought them together. It felt as if everything on the first floor had been frozen. The soldiers on the ground instantly turned into ice cubes, and even the photoelectric guns and energy cannons on the ground turned into ice blocks.
A thin layer of mist first appeared around Ding Meng's body. The mist quickly turned into white frost, and in just a few seconds, the frost turned into purple ice. Ding Meng had completely turned into an ice sculpture.
However, Zheng Lang still couldn't bring his palms together. He was still desperately trying to squeeze them together, and his expression was one of pain. "That guy surnamed Ding's Origin Energy is too strong. We won't be able to trap him for too long. Go!"
De Sheng finally woke up from his shock. Without saying anything else, he charged forward. Halfway through his charge, he flew into the air and transformed into a golden war hammer in midair. He was the hammer, and the hammer was him. This was his ultimate technique, the "Chaotic Eighteen Hammer Strikes." The name wasn't very nice, but its power was astonishing.
Moreover, this wasn't just a martial technique. It was also a five-star technique that could be used in many different areas. The so-called "eighteen hammer strikes" could indeed be used in many different ways. Unfortunately, when facing a monster like Ding Meng, De Sheng didn't hesitate to use his ultimate technique.
Man and hammer as one, unstoppable. Ding Meng really had to die!