Chapter 45 The one who died was you

In the tent, He Meng looked at the fair and tender woman under him, and a lewd smile suddenly appeared on his face.

At this moment, He Meng suddenly felt someone staring at him from behind, with murderous intent.

Hemon reacted immediately, grabbed the quilt beside him, and rolled to the side.

"what!"

Looking at the person who suddenly broke in, the woman on the bed hurriedly covered her already exposed body with her hands and screamed in fear.

Xiao Chen's palm was slightly bent, and the woman was sucked directly over. Xiao Chen held her neck without even looking at her. He exerted a little force with his palm, and with a sound of bones breaking, the woman's body softened and she stopped struggling.

"Who are you? How dare you mess with the people from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group?" Seeing Xiao Chen squeezing his woman to death, He Meng's face changed drastically.

"We're looking for people from your Wolf Head Mercenary Group." Xiao Chen said calmly.

"You...you are Xiao Chen?" Hearing Xiao Chen say this, coupled with Xiao Chen's young face, He Meng quickly realized that this young man might be Xiao Chen who killed the captain's son. His pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted coldly.

"Yes, it's me." Xiao Chen smiled and blew the long sword in his hand with the "Blowing Fire Palm". The long sword turned into a cold light and shot towards He Meng like lightning.

Although the sword was moving very fast and He Meng was not wearing any clothes, this did not affect He Meng's reaction at all. He lay on the ground and dodged Xiao Chen's sword in a panic.

Seeing that Xiao Chen no longer had his sword, He Meng no longer had to worry.

He got up from the ground in a panic, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he laughed coldly, "Boy, you are really brave. You actually came here to die. Well, since you want to die, I will grant your wish."

As he spoke, He Meng twisted his head, and a crackling sound suddenly rang out. Then, a faint fighting spirit began to appear on the surface of his body.

Looking at He Meng who seemed to have entered the combat state, Xiao Chen still had no expression on his face. He did not take this guy who was only a one-star fighting master seriously.

"Boy, you came here to die on your own, don't blame me." As he spoke, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Hemon's lips.

Then, He Meng stomped his feet hard on the ground and rushed directly towards Xiao Chen.

Looking at He Meng who was rushing towards him with fierce energy, Xiao Chen slowly raised his hand. The moment he clenched his hand into a fist, Xiao Chen's cold voice rang out:
"You are the one who died."

As Xiao Chen finished his words, Xiao Chen's fist collided with He Meng's body that was rushing over.

"Oh!"

As the fist made contact with Hemon's body, the expression on Hemon's face suddenly froze, and then his forward-rushing figure suddenly stopped, and then he kept retreating backwards.

If his feet had not gripped the ground tightly, leaving two deep grooves in the earth, he could have retreated out of the tent.

"Boy, you're good. What kind of fighting skill is that? It's not simple!" The relaxed expression on He Meng's face no longer existed.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!" Xiao Chen said word by word.

"Baji Collapse? Interesting, but what I practice is the rock technique with the strongest defense. Although your fighting skills are powerful, you still can't break my defense. If you can't break my defense, you can't hurt me!" He Meng said with a sneer.

After saying that, he stomped his foot on the ground again and rushed towards Xiao Chen again, but this time he was more powerful than before, obviously using all his strength.

Feeling that He Meng was using all his strength, Xiao Chen did not confront him head-on this time. Instead, he lightly bounced his foot on the ground and whispered, "Purple Cloud Wings." Then, two purple wings appeared on Xiao Chen's back. After flapping them lightly twice, Xiao Chen easily broke through the tent and flew out.

Looking at Xiao Chen who suddenly flew out like a ghost, He Meng was stunned, but now he was becoming more and more tempted by the good things on Xiao Chen.

He ran out of the tent happily and shouted to Xiao Chen: "Don't run away if you have the guts. Fight me face to face."

Xiao Chen smiled coldly, then waved his hand towards him and said, "Suck it."

At this moment, He Meng, who was standing on the ground arrogantly, suddenly lifted his feet off the ground and was sucked up by Xiao Chen.

Seeing this, He Meng was horrified: "What the hell is this?"

"You will know soon." Xiao Chen looked at He Meng who was already fifty meters above the ground and whispered, "Fire Palm!"

Hemon immediately felt a strong wind pressure coming towards him from above, and then his body lost control and fell to the ground rapidly.

"boom!"

But as Hemon's body fell to the ground, there was a dull sound of rock falling to the ground.

He Meng got up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner, then sneered triumphantly: "Haha, I told you, with your strength, it is impossible to break my rock defense."

After saying that, relying on his strong defensive power, He Meng rushed towards Xiao Chen again.

"You're really thick-skinned!" Xiao Chen's body flipped in the air and then landed steadily behind He Meng.

"Do you know how powerful I am now? You still want to go against the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. I think you are tired of living."

He Meng laughed loudly after saying this, and then his whole body tensed up, and then white fighting spirit appeared on his body, and then white hair grew on his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles in his arms and legs were constantly agitating, as if a fierce force was rapidly gathering in his body.

"Die!"

He Meng roared at Xiao Chen. From the moment he opened his mouth, Xiao Chen saw that even his teeth had evolved and become like wolf fangs, which looked very scary.

Looking at He Meng who had changed so much, Xiao Chen did not dare to be careless, and a ball of lotus flame quickly condensed in his palm.

He Meng, who had already reached his peak state, rushed towards Xiao Chen with a ferocious face. His huge fist was in front of Xiao Chen in the blink of an eye. Without any hesitation, he smashed it hard on Xiao Chen's head.

What surprised He Meng was that Xiao Chen did not hide and there was no fear in his eyes. Just when a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.

A flaming lotus suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The flaming lotus was getting closer and closer to him, and it hit his face almost in an instant.

Then, He Meng's body suddenly stopped, and then began to burn from top to bottom like a paper man, and finally turned into ashes and fell with the evening breeze.

(End of this chapter)