Chapter 577: Longsheng... Fist

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" With a roar of pain, he drank from Wang Cong's mouth. In the No. 10 ring, Wang Cong's soul suffered soul bombardment again and again. w

Under Shi Feng's continuous Nine Nether Shocking Soul Seals, Wang Cong has been firmly suppressed, and his figure, which was originally flying in mid-air, is also forced to return to the ring at this moment.

Standing proudly in the void, Shi Feng looked down at Wang Cong below, and said coldly, "Young Master, I've had enough fun with you. Now, Young Master will send you to see your real brother!"

After Shi Feng finished speaking, the Yuanyue scimitar, which was infused with the power of the Nine Netherworlds, was thrown down suddenly.

The full moon scimitar with mysterious and powerful power whirled once again, flew obliquely down, and slashed towards Wang Cong below.

Wang Cong's soul turned back from the pain. At this moment, Wang Cong suddenly saw the full moon scimitar flying towards him, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted "Longlong Fist!"

With the sound of Wang Cong's low shout, a phantom of a dragon's head appeared in Wang Cong's fist, but when Wang Cong was about to slam towards the full moon scimitar, Wang Cong's movements suddenly stopped , mouth, once again yelled out the roar that had been yelling out before.

When Wang Cong was about to attack the full moon scimitar just now, Shi Feng once again launched a soul attack on him, the Nine Nether Shocking Soul Seal!

And taking advantage of Wang Cong's soul being wounded at this moment, his movements stopped, and the swiftly whirling full moon scimitar suddenly flew across Wang Cong's neck, causing a splash of bright red blood.

The full moon scimitar flew over and cut Wang Cong's throat. A hideous knife mark appeared on Wang Cong's neck. Immediately, Wang Cong's neck was like a burst water pipe, and bright red blood flowed continuously from there. The hideous knife marks splashed out.

Consciousness quickly woke up from Wang Cong's mind. At this moment, Wang Cong stared wide-eyed, lowered his head, and looked at his body that was continuously splashed with blood. The orange clothes in front of him were already stained with bright red. flushed.

"Ah..I lost...I, Wang Cong..unexpectedly..defeated..." Wang Cong said in a daze, his face was full of unwillingness and disbelief, but the reality was like this, so he couldn't help but go believe.

From the day he stepped into martial arts, Wang Cong defeated one opponent after another, and stepped on one warrior after another. Up to now, Wang Cong himself can't remember how many powerful opponents he defeated, how many The genius died in his own hands, and in the end, with his extraordinary strength, he was able to squeeze into the top ten powerhouses of the Tianlan Empire.

However, such a Wang Cong, such a proud man, was actually defeated today, even at the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"No! I'm not defeated! I'm not!" Wang Cong suddenly raised his head,

His widened eyes stared fiercely at the black figure in the void, and he let out a roar full of anger and unwillingness.

Immediately afterwards, the disappearing cyan dragon head reappeared in Wang Cong's fist, and Wang Cong roared again, "Sheng! Dragon...fist..."

When Wang Cong said the word "fist", his voice was obviously weak, and the aura that had just hardened, completely softened in another moment. At that moment, the physical body seemed very weak, and his face was as pale as paper. , "Click", Wang Cong fell to the ground.

"I... I lost..." Wang Cong looked up at the sky and the white clouds in the blue sky. Today, Wang Cong felt that the sky was very blue and the clouds were very white.

In retrospect, it has been a long time since I looked at the sky so carefully.

Scenes of past events, sections of memories flashed through Wang Cong's mind like a movie.

"I want to become stronger! I must become stronger!" Storm, a stubborn child, kept hitting wooden stakes in the martial arts field, and his fists were bloody.

But he, the stubborn child, didn't seem to realize it, and was still being hit by the violent storm, punch after punch, his face was full of determination and stubbornness.

At this time, Wang Cong didn't know what Wang Cong was thinking of, two lines of clear tears came out of Wang Cong's eyes, "Father... Dear..." When Wang Cong struggled to spit out these two words, his consciousness was like a tide in an instant. In general, it quickly receded from his mind.

A generation of peerless geniuses, strong in the Martial Saint Realm, ranked eighth among the top ten powerhouses of the Tianlan Empire, the young master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Wang Cong, has fallen!

After Wang Cong died, those two eyes were still open, as if Wang Cong was still looking up at the blue sky.

"Dead! Wang Cong is dead!" Among the crowd, it is unknown who yelled this first. After the voice shouted out, the originally silent crowd erupted in an instant after the silence, and the uproar broke out again.

"Wang Cong! That's Wang Cong, who ranks eighth among the top ten powerhouses! That's the young master of the Dragon and Tiger Sect!"

"This boy, after killing Bai Junshuang, Wu Guang, and Wei Wuji, even Wang Cong died at his hands! He is going against the sky!"

"He! He's just a boy who looks sixteen or seventeen years old! He actually killed Wang Cong! Monster, monster!"

"This old man! He really killed Wang Cong. This... is indeed the illegitimate son of Emperor Jiuyou!" Among the crowd, even Shi Jinshuai, who was watching the battle, took a deep breath. gas.

Gradually getting in touch with Shi Feng, Shi Jinshuai also began to have confidence in Shi Feng gradually, but he never thought that, unexpectedly, he killed Wang Cong, that is a strong man in the Martial Saint Realm!

This is Chi Guoguo's leapfrog challenge!

Wang Cong died, and the movement on the No. 10 ring immediately attracted countless people's attention to this side. There were also several fighters fighting in the ring, because "Wang Cong died", these four people who were too shocked Words, in tacit agreement with the opponent, stopped the fight, looked at the ring No. 10, looked at the black figure that was still floating in mid-air, and looked at the corpse that was dyed red with bright red.

That corpse was indeed Wang Cong! It is indeed the Martial Saint Realm, the top ten powerhouses, the young master Wang Cong of the Dragon and Tiger Sect!

"My little uncle, you are so against the sky!" In the distance, even Xue Wuhen looked towards this side, and couldn't help expressing emotion. The Eight-Star Martial Venerable killed the Martial Saint. At this level, it's nothing more than that.

"He! He actually killed Wang Cong!"

In the distance, there were two icy eyes, full of murderous intent, looking at the ring 10, looking at the black figure, it was Yang Zhong and Zi Xiao.

Already arrived, ring number 10, the black figure in the ring, has become the existence that attracts everyone's attention!

Shi Feng's name, after today, is afraid that if it resounds throughout the Tianlan Empire!

However, many people thought that if Wang Cong died, then the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and Wang Zhuo, Wang Cong's father, must have gone mad and angry at this moment!

This young man, he killed Wang Cong, can he continue to live in this world?

Wang Cong's father, that is Wang Zhuo! ()