Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Looking at the four Yin Yang Sect disciples s, Long Bufan squinted his eyes as he felt some doubt in his heart.    

And just as he was deep in thought, Da Meng had already shouted out: "This is our City Lord's Mansion, who allowed you in?!"    

"Hehe, this is such a shitty place, the four of us can come whenever we want, and leave whenever we want. Not to mention trash like you, even that trash Long Bufan would not dare to speak to us like this!"    

The leading Green-robed youth smiled faintly and slowly raised the curved blade in his hand. The moment he finished speaking, his cold and sinister killing intent locked onto Da Meng, and then, his figure suddenly flashed as he explosively rushed out.    

"Berserk Transformation!"    

Da Meng suddenly roared out, and in an instant, accompanied by a burst of scarlet red colored spirit energy, he saw Da Meng suddenly transforming into the Berserker, and his originally tall and muscular body became even more muscular and sturdy.    

After his berserk transformation, Da Meng's strength had directly increased by several times, and he had reached the Sky Origin Stage. With bloodshot eyes, he roared madly, and his body became like a bow as he rushed out of the hall like a ferocious beast that had just been pulled out of its cage.    

"I only have this much ability after going berserk."    

The Green-robed youth snorted disdainfully, his eyes filled with ridicule.    

"Bam!"    

In the courtyard, two figures collided with a loud bang. At the same time, a blade and a sword clashed fiercely. Powerful Yuan Power undulations spread out from the collision, blowing away all the dust on the ground.    

A strange green pattern suddenly appeared on the blade in his hand, as the sound of air being torn rang out. It was obvious that the cultivation technique this fellow used was also a type of martial art of quite a high level.    

In almost the blink of an eye, the cyan pattern shot out with a 'chi' sound, directly penetrating Da Meng's Sword Qi defense, and firmly imprinted itself onto the armor on his chest.    

"Bam!"    

In the next moment, the ferocious elemental energy emerged from the armor, and retreated a few steps. Only then did Da Meng, whose figure was stabilized at the entrance of the hall, become pale, and as the blood in his body churned, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.    

Even though he was injured, a hint of ruthlessness flashed past Da Meng's eyes. This strike was obviously unable to injure him severely.    

"Oh? He could still stand. Looks like the legendary Berserker does indeed have a decent physique, but that's all it is. " The Yinyang Sect said frivolously as he looked at Da Meng who was in a berserk state with a ridiculing gaze.    

"And your mother!"    

Da Meng cursed angrily, he raised his sword and was about to rush over, but suddenly, a calm voice resounded in his mind: "Da Meng, stand down, don't be rash."    

"Is it the lord?"    

Da Meng, who had experienced the 'secret transmission' for the first time, was slightly startled, he turned his head, and looked at Long Bufan who was standing behind him. His blood-red eyes hesitated for a moment, and unexpectedly did not voice any objections, he respectfully nodded his head, and then stepped into the hall, towards An Sen and the group.    

"Want to leave?" If your tongue wasn't left behind, how could it have been so easy! "    

When he saw Da Meng retreating, the green robed man let out a dark and furious snort. Previously, he had said that he would cut off Da Meng's tongue, but naturally, he was not just talking about it.    

As a result, not only did his body not slow down, he even burst forth with an even more vigorous Yuan Power, aggressively rushing forth once again, the crescent moon blade in his hands carried a rather fearsome blade aura and flew straight towards Da Meng.