After a long roar, Yi Xiaodao sat blankly in front of He Yue'er's body, making no movement.
Duan Tong and Meng Mulie could not see Yi Xiaodao looking at them with his back to them, nor could they see his expression, but it was definitely unusual for Yi Xiaodao to be so quiet at this time.
Duan Tong looked at Yi Xiaodao's back, thinking about all the rumors he had heard, and had a bad premonition in his heart. He moved little by little on the ground, trying to get away from here.
Meng Mulie was not afraid. Even if Yi Xiaodao was in a rage, he didn't think he could be his opponent.
"It's just that a woman died. Not to mention the Central Plains, there are also many beautiful women in the Northern Yi. If you..."
Yi Xiaodao stood up, moving slowly. Meng Mulie did not continue because he felt a sense of crisis.
Meng Mulie shook his head, trying to get rid of this feeling, but no matter how he calmed down, this feeling could not go away.
Yi Xiaodao slowly turned around and looked at Meng Mulie calmly...
"I…"
"Bang!"
A fire punch hit Meng Mulie in the abdomen, making him stoop...
"I didn't see clearly... I didn't actually..." Meng Mulie was so shocked for the first time. He really didn't see Yi Xiaodao's movements clearly.
Yi Xiaodao slowly retracted his fist and smiled softly at Meng Mulie, showing his white teeth...
This smile was so chilling that even Meng Mulie felt chilled all over... For him, he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't had this feeling...
Raising his hand, the second punch was ready to strike, when Meng Mulie was about to raise his hand to receive it.
"Boom!"
This punch hit Meng Mulie in the face again...
"Give He Yue'er... back to me!!!"
Yi Xiaodao raised both hands, and in just one sentence, countless fists struck Meng Mulie's body.
Meng Mulie's eyes widened, not because of shock, but because he tried hard to see Yi Xiaodao's fist clearly. Unfortunately, he couldn't see clearly...
Yi Xiaodao went crazy, not possessed, but simply lost his mind. He just wanted Meng Mulie... to die!
Hundreds of punches hit Meng Mulie's body hard like drums. Finally, Meng Mulie bent down and coughed out a little blood from the corner of his mouth.
Yi Xiaodao leaned down and kicked the unsuspecting Meng Mulie to the ground with a sweeping kick, then rushed forward. He continued to punch Meng Mulie in the face.
This time, he punched very slowly, not to mention Meng Mulie, even Duan Tong could see it clearly.
"I want you to die!"
Meng Mulie may have received hundreds of punches from Yi Xiaodao first, but now he was unable to resist and simply let Yi Xiaodao's fist hit his face.
As his fist hit, Yi Xiaodao's mind recalled every moment he had with He Yue'er.
"Where did you come from? I told daddy to go!"
"What are you looking at?" "It's nothing. The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
"Well, I'll wait for you to come back!"
"You heartless!"
"You always miss me, and I will always be with you."
"You only ask for this and that! If you hadn't asked for Brother Hu, how could Brother Hu die? You just dislike me as a burden and leave me alone in the capital. Have you ever thought about it for me!?"
"Xiao Dao, please don't leave me again, okay? I'm so scared..."
Yi Xiaodao's eyes became moistened little by little, but his face remained stern, without any sign of pain.
The huge fist hit Meng Mulie dozens more times on the face, and finally he stood up, grabbed Meng Mulie's hair, and dragged him to He Yue'er's body.
"Excuse her."
He pressed Meng Mulie's head and knocked it to the ground.
Meng Mulie's mouth and nose were bleeding. When he realized Yi Xiaodao's intention, he straightened his waist and did not knock it down.
No matter how hard Yi Xiaodao tried, Meng Mulie's body did not bend at all.
In anger, Yi Xiaodao kicked Meng Mulie on the lower back and remained motionless.
"After all... I am also the Great Khan of Beiyi... Do you know... what are you doing?" Meng Mulie opened his eyes and let the blood drip from his eyes. He looked at Yi Xiaodao with extremely cold eyes.
Yi Xiaodao didn't say anything and punched him again.
Meng Mulie also punched him, and the two faced each other tit for tat.
"boom!"
The violent vibrations caused the ground to shake a little, and Duan Tong hurriedly crawled further back on the ground, fearing that he would be affected by the battle between the two.
After the punch, Meng Mulie and Yi Xiaodao each took a step back, the fighting spirit in their eyes unabated. At the same time, he took another step forward and punched the opponent with the second punch.
"Bang!!"
The power of this punch is also terrifying!
Duan Tong rolled and crawled on the ground, climbed out halfway, thought for a while, gritted his teeth and crawled back, grabbed Man Yong and continued to avoid him.
As for He Yue'er's body, he wanted to take it away with him, but her body was too close to Yi Xiaodao and the other two.
He didn't dare.
Duan Tong muttered: "A young apprentice...Yi Xiaodao, you owe me your life, please remember...Don't go back and repay kindness with hatred..."
Man Yong opened his eyes slightly at this time, looked at Duan Tong who was holding him, and begged: "Save my wife...hurry...save my wife..."
Duan Tong looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and then looked at Man Yong who passed out again... Heaven and man were at war in his heart.
After this punch, Yi Xiaodao and Meng Mulie were shaken away by the other's force, and they each took three steps back.
The third punch was quickly thrown together again.
This time, the two of them flew out at the same time, retreating more than a foot.
Duan Tong took this opportunity and quickly left Man Yong behind and ran towards He Yue'er's body.
Both Yi Xiaodao and Meng Mulie noticed Duan Tong who secretly picked up the body.
Meng Mulie didn't come to stop it, but it was just a corpse, so he took it away. As for Duan Tong, if he wanted to kill him, he could kill him at any time.
Yi Xiaodao's eyes moved away from Meng Mulie's body, and his eyes full of hatred suddenly became a little absent-minded.
"Thank you."
Duan Tong nodded, picked up He Yue'er's body, turned around and left without daring to say anything.
"You are just here for a woman, but behind me are millions of people from Beiyi. You can't defeat me."
Yi Xiaodao's eyes regained a brief clarity: "Just to save your people, you have to massacre the Central Plains?"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Yi Xiaodao laughed crazily. After laughing, he rushed forward and raised his fist high.
"If you don't return Yue'er's life, I will kill all your millions of Beiyi soldiers!!!"
Meng Mulie stood there, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.
With Yi Xiaodao's speed, he was afraid that his fist would hit his face before he even took a breath halfway.
But the strange thing is that he took in the breath forcefully and even exhaled it slowly.
After exhaling in one breath, Meng Mulie opened his eyes and made fists with both hands.
In an instant, Meng Mulie's figure suddenly increased several times, turning into a giant several feet tall!
This sudden change shocked Yi Xiaodao, and even Duan Tong in the distance was taken aback.
After staying in Beiyi for more than ten years, he has never seen Meng Mulie have such a skill!
"You can't win!"
Meng Mulie's voice was as loud as a Buddhist bell in an ancient temple, and as hoarse as a demon in hell...
He raised his fist and fought with Yi Xiaodao.
At this time, Meng Mulie's fist was already as big as Yi Xiaodao's body, let alone Yi Xiaodao's fist.
Not enough.
Yi Xiaodao received this punch, and his whole body flew away. Blood flowed violently, and even his clothes were shattered to pieces.
The person has lost consciousness.
Yi Xiaodao flew in front of Duan Tong and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Duan Tong was so frightened that he stuttered when he spoke: "This... this punch..."
The huge Meng Mulie strode over. Although he was huge, his movements were not slow at all.
Duan Tong gritted his teeth and carried He Yue'er's body on his back. Holding Man Yong in his left hand, he ran for two steps and grabbed Yi Xiaodao from the ground with his right hand.
The three people weighed nearly 400 kilograms in total, all weighing on the same person.
Duan Tong only felt that it was difficult to move forward.
Ben had brought four people with him, and Meng Mulie was chasing after him. Duan Tong couldn't say he regretted it now, and he definitely couldn't say he was willing.
A huge shadow shrouded his body, and he knew that Meng Mulie had already chased behind him.
"Dad...Mom...I don't know what I have been doing these past ten years..." Duan Tong smiled bitterly. There was no difference between running two steps more and running two steps less.
Meng Mulie did not punch down, but stood quietly behind Duan Tong. Seeing that Duan Tong stopped running, he slowly squatted down.
"Duan Tong, I, Beiyi, don't say I treat you very well, but I treat you well. Why... do you still resist?" Meng Mulie asked the question in his heart.
Duan Tong looked back with a wry smile: "The reason why I took refuge in Beiyi was just to avenge my Duan family. But for more than ten years, I have been secretly making arrangements in the land of San Francisco in the north for many years. I even went to the secret place under the city to The roads have been opened long ago, and we are just waiting for the army to move south in one fell swoop."
"What about you? The Beiyi army you promised me has made me wait for more than ten years!"
Meng Mulie was a little confused, and slowly shook his head and said: "Not only are you prepared, but I, Beiyi, are also fully prepared. Now that Guicheng has been defeated, and the horse is about to march on the Central Plains, it would be unwise for you to rebel at this time."
"What's the reason?" Meng Mulie wanted to know the reason.
"The reason, huh... is that the little emperor of the Central Plains died." Duan Tong sighed: "The true direct line of the Zhao family of the royal family has actually been severed long ago."
"Dead? When did you die?" Meng Mulie asked in surprise.
Duan Tong didn't intend to hide it: "He died seven years ago. The current little emperor, I don't know who took over his body."
"Is there such a thing?"
It's not like Meng Mulie has never heard of rumors about soul seizing and body possession, but now that he actually hears it, he is still very surprised.
"Where did you learn this? To be honest, I can spare your life." Meng Mulie became interested.
Duan Tong did not answer, but lifted up He Yue'er behind him.
At first, he thought she was lying to him, but later he found out the matter through the chess pieces he had set up in the Central Plains and searched for people related to He Yue'er and Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao not only worshiped Si Wangnan as his teacher, but also became friends with various vassal kings. He was even Hu Lishan's younger brother and almost became Wen Xiangge's son-in-law...
As the protector of the Beast Controlling Sect, Hu Lishan was once imprisoned in the imperial palace in the capital for a long time!
"It's not simple... it's just as simple as the one in the capital who just took over the emperor's body and set out to conquer the world..."
Duan Tong didn't speak, Meng Mulie lost his patience, and his huge fist fell towards his head...
