Being beaten by a man with two lower levels of cultivation than himself, butu was helpless. With the passage of time, Shi Mengyang was in a stable state, but he was gradually unable to do what he wanted

Futu knew in his heart that if he went on fighting again, he might lose like Qin Jue!

Lose to those who are two levels lower than him!

The butcher was helpless. His body moved back slightly. He said to Shi Mengyang, "forget it, don't fight."

Shi Mengyang once stayed with Lou Qianxue on the site of the black and white school. He knew that the black and white school had some relationship with tianxuanzong. He did not chase after him. He took back the sword and began to regulate his breath.

As the weakest person in the field, everyone wants to sweep him out of office

After the previous two battles, there should be no one to pinch him as a soft persimmon?

Yun Huan sees Shi Mengyang regulating his breath, and is surprised by his growth.

He and Shi Mengyang have been around Lou Qianxue for a long time. They have learned from each other. They have lost and won

But now, at the four continents exchange meetings, Shi Mengyang is so brilliant

Is it that Shi Mengyang has surpassed him unconsciously?

But his cultivation is more important than Shi Mengyang!

In this way, Yun Huan's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes fell on the futu who was fighting with Shi Mengyang: "do you still have the strength of the first World War?"

He asked a sentence similar to that of the former butcher Shi Mengyang.

Looking at Xiang yunhuan, the late emperor Wu's arrogance and accomplishments are a little lower than him.

However -

since the opponent was born in tianxuanzong, even if the opponent's cultivation was lower than him, he was not sure that he could win.

But he still nodded: "yes."

Yun Huan also nodded and stepped out: "then I'll try."

He wants to see if he can beat the other team!

After he practiced with Lou Qianxue, he had not fought with anyone who was better than himself.

"Good." The answer was sharp, but there was a bad premonition in the bottom of butu's heart I always feel that it's bad luck to meet the evil tianxuanzong!

Sure enough, Yun Huan, with his superb technique of inscriptions and patterns, did not spend too much effort to sweep the butcher out of office

"Sorry."

Yun Huan sincerely apologized: "originally, I really just wanted to try, but I didn't expect..."

I didn't expect that I would be swept off the stage by accident.

"You are very strong. I hope you can be one of the last to stay."

Yun Huan nodded.

No. 9, butu.

There are still eight people on the stage.

Four of the eight have played.

There are Mu Jianfeng, Xiao Feng, Beiting Junyu, and Liu Junyan, who have never played.

After a short rest, Ling Aoyu looked at Shi Mengyang: "can you dare to fight?"

There are too many people in tianxuanzong's stage now, so he should reduce some. Moreover, he also wants to see how the weak man of tianxuanzong overcame his opponent by leaps and bounds!

The terrible shadow sword technique reappeared.

Jianying Pavilion is good at shadow sword and assassin. Shi Mengyang is the same as Shi Mengyang. The fight between the two is like a contest of assassins. On the viewing platform, many people can't help but discuss the battle of destiny again.

But soon, people's attention shifted to other places.

"You say, this time Shi Mengyang can jump over the level to defeat Ling Aoyu again?"

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