Chapter 1313

The weapon in Zhu Rong's hand is a Throwing Knife similar to a triangular windmill. She holds the side without a front tightly and flies on.

Meng Huo, who is standing in the same place, has not responded yet. Zhu Rong, holding a triangular flying knife, has been chopping down in the air. The strong wind shows the emergence of air currents.

Meng Huo only had time to cross the armor of ghosts and gods in his hands to block Zhu Rong's fierce attack.

"Qiang"

The clash of cold weapons suddenly burst out, and a wave visible to the naked eye spread out. It can be seen that both of them are powerful warriors.

Although Zhu Rong is tall and tall, he is nothing compared with Meng Huo. Meng Huo is a mountain of flesh standing there. Wu Qizhe came to the unique world of the Three Kingdoms, and only Dong Zhuo can compare with his obesity.

Although Zhu Rong's body shape is far less than Meng Huo's, his tall body and well-balanced muscles contain more terrible explosive power than men.

After a successful attack, the attack suddenly surges like Meng Huo's, and the body is flexible. The whole person is like a female leopard. The moves are all in one go, but they are as fast as lightning. Meng Huo is completely fooled by her.

When Meng Huo wants to fight hard, Zhu Rong dodges again. With the help of his lightning like figure, he dodges. At the same time, the sharp edge of the triangular flying knife keeps leaving wounds on Meng Huo.

This fat, bearded guy wants to marry her. It's like a toad wants to eat swan meat. We have to teach her a lesson.

At the beginning, Meng Huo wanted to keep his hand, but at this time he was really angry. He wanted to beat Zhu Rongzai first, or he would lose to Zhu Rong in front of thousands of nanzhong men, and he would not be able to hold up his head, let alone unify all nanzhong departments.

Meng Huo's momentum began to rise, and the wind around him was the prelude to launching the unparalleled dance.

When Zhu Rong saw Meng Huo like this, he was also unwilling to be outdone. He flew into the air and suddenly woke up. The original red flame was further upgraded to a more powerful blue flame. Under the blade, he directly cleaved to Meng Huo.

Meng Huo started the matchless dance almost at the same time, and a golden cyclone with two hands emerged, meeting Zhu Rong's blade in the air.

In a flash, the two fierce forces fought each other. Even Zhu Rong could not help but raise his eyebrows and release his unparalleled anger, striving to upgrade the unparalleled dance to a higher level.

"Boom." Soon, under the fierce fighting, the whole arena burst to pieces, and the two people fighting in the center fell from the arena to the ruins.

The two men on the ground were fighting against each other. The pale blue flame and the golden cyclone were fighting, and they were in a deadlock for a moment.

Even the place where they stepped on began to appear cracked lines, which shows how fierce the competition is.

Of course, when the two people's anger value is exhausted, the unparalleled dancing magic skill will still dissipate, and the two people will fall back into close combat.

But at this time, Zhu Rong, who had fallen into a decline, suddenly brightened his eyes and felt that the anger he had consumed in his body was suddenly filled up, and the matchless dance was released again.

The pale blue flame is like a lifelike fire dragon. It twines around zhurong's body, then soars into the sky and plunges down. The target is Meng Huo, who is still deadlocked with zhurong.

The fire dragon in the color of black dragon pounced on Yao in Meng Huo's head. The blue flame instantly broke through Meng Huo's short invincible state because of his unparalleled dancing skills. The whole person flew out directly with powerful force. Rolling on the ground, howling constantly, just like a boar burned to the ground.

Fortunately, when Meng Huo was defeated, the power of the pale blue flame was almost gone, and the rest was not enough to burn Meng Huo.

Meng Huo was very miserable on the ground. His vigorous body hair had been burnt, and he could smell the smell of fox. His skin became dark. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his internal organs. But even so, Meng Huo still felt burning pain all over his body. If he didn't have a firm will, he would be crying.

"Meng Huo, are you convinced that you can lose?" Zhu Rong looks at Meng Huo with high spirits and defeats the first warrior in nanzhong, not to mention how proud he is.

She used to be the first beauty in nanzhong, but now she has defeated Meng Huo, the first woman warrior in nanzhong, so she is the first woman warrior in nanzhong.

Seeing that Meng Huo, the first warrior of nanzhong, had been repaired to this miserable appearance, people around him were even more afraid to challenge Zhu Rong, for fear that he would end up the same as Meng Huo.

"How did you beat me?" Meng Huo bared his teeth and got up. "Even if you prove that you are the first in nanzhong, you can't be beaten by everyone. Don't you marry for your whole life? Where do you put the old zhurong leader? Today's martial arts contest is to get you married, but you beat me. Who dares to challenge you in the future?" Naturally, his words are harboring evil intentions. No one else dares to challenge him. Who else can you marry except me.

Zhu Rongfeng's eyes coldly glanced at Meng Huo, "this is my family affair, so you don't have to worry about it.

"Family affairs, how can it be family affairs? It's a matter of life and death for zhurong tribe, the first tribe in nanzhong. How can it become family affairs in the mouth of the princess? I don't care about the whole zhurong tribe, do I?" Meng Huoyi's Zhengyan asked.

"So, what do you think?" Zhu Rongfeng looks at Meng Huo, who is burned into a black pig.

"Marry me." Meng Huo patted his fierce mouth and showed his teeth again, which seemed to involve the wound.

Although the onlookers around didn't make a sound, they also felt that Meng Huo was shameless enough. They were all defeated by Princess Zhu Rong, and even dared to mention the wedding.

"You should extinguish your unrealistic illusions as soon as possible. I hope you will never marry a defeated general." Zhu rongleng snorted, "and even if I can't marry you all my life, you won't marry you, you will die of this heart!"

"Well, you'll wait for no one to marry you all your life." Meng Huo said angrily.

Zhu Rong's eyebrows are slightly frowning. Is there no one in the whole nanzhong who is the rival of a female class? If so, she would rather not marry.

Standing beside Wu Qizhe, four women and four pairs of wonderful eyes sweep over Zhu Rong from time to time. They have to say that they are very confident in their own martial arts. However, the wild Princess of zhurong tribe in nanzhong can't be underestimated, especially the fire skill of the other side, which makes it impossible to defend when fighting.

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