Gary Cao suddenly roared behind Chen Ximeng and pounced on his back.

He stretched out his arms, tightly gripping Chen Ximeng's neck like an iron hoop, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, fight him!"

Almost at the same time, Guan Hu seized the opportunity, swung his fists, and hit Chen Ximeng's head and chest violently like a storm.

The sound of armor hitting each other continued. Under Guan Hu's fierce attack, Chen Ximeng's body retreated uncontrollably, a total of seven or eight steps, until he retreated to the edge of the territory.

However, Chen Ximeng seemed unaware. He turned around suddenly, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Cao Ge's head like an eagle's claw.

He shouted angrily and threw Cao Ge to the ground like a sack.

Then, he kicked out and hit Cao Ge in the stomach. Cao Ge was like being swept by a hurricane, kicked from one end of the territory to the other, leaving a shocking scratch on the ground.

Chen Ximeng glanced at him coldly and said sarcastically, "You clown!"

Chen Ximeng, who had just kicked out Gary Cao, had no time to catch his breath before Guan Hu's fist came at him like a storm.

Chen Ximeng quickly raised his hand and blocked Guan Hu's fist in front of him.

The power of the fist dissipated in his palm, as if it was just a breeze passing by.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ximeng quickly counterattacked and punched Guan Hu hard.

Guan Hu was well aware of the power of Chen Ximeng's punch, so he quickly leaned down and cleverly avoided Chen Ximeng's attack.

At the same time, he quickly grabbed Chen Ximeng's waist with both hands, trying to throw him out of the battlefield.

But Chen Ximeng was like a giant mountain standing on the earth, his feet seemed to have taken root, and no matter how hard Guan Hu tried, he could not shake him at all.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Hong quickly rushed towards Chen Ximeng and kicked him.

Chen Ximeng was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he blocked Xiao Hong's attack with a raised arm.

He grabbed Xiao Hong's ankle tightly and threw her out with force, saying coldly, "You are so ignorant!"

Xiao Hong flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ximeng's huge palm, like an iron clamp, firmly grasped Guan Hu's neck.

No matter how hard Guan Hu struggled, the iron palm remained motionless.

Chen Ximeng twisted it hard, and with a crisp sound, the sturdy armor on Guan Hu's neck shattered like a piece of paper.

Without the protection of his armor, Guan Hu's face turned purple in an instant, his mouth opened wide as if he couldn't breathe, and his eyes were filled with fear.

This scene made Yi Tian on the viewing stand look shocked.

Just as Chen Ximeng was squeezing Guan Hu's neck tightly with increasing force, a fierce gust of wind suddenly blew past his side.

Chen Ximeng didn't even have the chance to look back. He only felt a figure shooting towards him like a meteor and hitting him hard.

The sudden attacker was Duan Tianyang. He did not use the swift step at this moment, but the more swift instant slash.

Although he had no weapon in his hand, he gathered all the energy in his body, creating a powerful impact force that made the entire venue seem to be shaken by an invisible force, and a loud bang broke out.

Under this powerful force, the three flew dozens of meters away. The scattered armor in the air fell like snowflakes.

Then it turned into a few wisps of white smoke and went back into their bodies.

Once the flag leaves the territory and lands on the ground, it is eliminated.

Duan Tianyang was in mid-air. He quickly pulled out the flag from his waist and threw it hard towards the territory of the Hongxing Society.

The flag shot like an arrow from a bow, straight towards their territory and accurately stuck in the center.

Duan Tianyang fell heavily to the ground. Without stopping for a moment, he stood up quickly and rushed to the center of the training ground like an arrow.

Chen Ximeng's gaze unconsciously moved to the center of the training ground, which was their team's territory.

Does he want to...

At this moment, Chen Ximeng was dozens of meters away from the territory of the Hongxing Society, and the idea of ​​going back to pull down their flag was completely unrealistic.

Moreover, it was difficult for him to surpass Duan Tianyang in speed. With an ominous premonition in his heart, Chen Ximeng roared angrily and immediately chased after him.

The two of them sped across the training ground, as fast as a meteor streaking through the night sky, and the dust on the ground was blown high as they ran.

In the blink of an eye, the two had approached the territory where Chen Ximeng's team was located.

Chen Ximeng saw the situation and shouted hurriedly, "Quickly put away the team flag, don't let him snatch it!" His voice was full of tension and anxiety.

There was only one team member in the territory who was responsible for guarding the team flag. After hearing Chen Ximeng's warning, he immediately reacted and hurriedly grabbed the flagpole.

At this moment, Duan Tianyang, who was more than ten meters away from the territory, once again performed an instant kill. His movements were so fast that they almost exceeded the limits of human eyes.

The team member's eyes suddenly blurred and he saw a figure appear in front of him.

Before he could react, Duan Tianyang quickly grabbed the flag and took advantage of the momentum to run out of the territory.

This series of actions was so fast that it was dazzling, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

Chen Ximeng, who was chasing closely, saw clearly at the edge of the territory that red mist was emanating from his whole body, like a burning flame.

The armor on his back instantly transformed into a pair of dazzling red wings. This was the armor's advanced skill - Armor Wings, which could only be performed by martial artists who had reached the Tiangang realm.

Although this move consumed a lot of the internal energy, Chen Ximeng used it without hesitation at the critical moment of life and death.

Spreading his wings, he turned into a red lightning and flew quickly towards Duan Tianyang.

People inside and outside the training ground were all dumbfounded and exclaimed in amazement.

Witnessing the display of Armored Wings in person at the Treasure Hunt was so rare it was almost unbelievable.

Chen Ximeng's speed was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye he had flown behind Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang was at the edge of the territory at this time. He suddenly stretched out his huge palm, trying to grab Duan Tianyang's back and stop him from moving forward.

However, Duan Tianyang jumped with all his strength, flew out at an angle, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The training ground and its surroundings fell into a dead silence again. People stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks, and stared at the center of the training ground with bated breath.

Chen Ximeng was still standing in the territory, but Duan Tianyang had fallen outside the territory, with Chen Ximeng's team flag lying on the ground beside him.

Chen Ximeng's eyes fell on the team flag, and his body seemed to lose support in an instant, and the armor wings on his back drooped weakly.

The armor and wings on his body gradually dissipated, turning into a wisp of white mist and quietly returning to his body.

Chen Ximeng's body shook slightly twice, and finally he collapsed to the ground weakly, his eyes fixed on the team flag, unable to recover for a long time.

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