Chapter 524

On the stage, Meng Jiu looked at an Sudong and suddenly said faintly, "younger martial brother an, we are still standing on this stage. After watching your competition, I sincerely admire you. It's really powerful to kill those friars who are full of accomplishments in the middle of jiedan period. I was far behind you in the middle of jiedan period, but now I am full of accomplishments in the later period of jiedan period, You can't defeat me. Even if I move in an instant, I have the blood of dragon dove. I think I can resist your swords. You'd better surrender. I've changed my attention and I don't want to hurt you. "

The process of killing monk Shennong was approved by Meng Jiu, which changed his mind.

"It's not my style to admit defeat if you don't fight. It's not until you have fought. Come on, let's have a good fight!"

An Sudong was ready for the battle, and the relegated immortal sword was rowing in front of his eyes.

"In that case, let's fight. Let's see who is stronger!"

The magic weapon of Mencius Hatoya was sacrificed, and the whole site turned into ice and snow!

"The game begins!"

As soon as the call was sounded, both of them were doing one thing at the same time, that is to stimulate blood.

When there are three kinds of divine animal blood above ansudong, the whole scene is boiling!

"Elder martial brother an is so handsome. I like him so much!" Feng qianer's two eyes are small stars, and her face is full of happiness.

"He's very handsome. He's still so young. I've heard people familiar with him say that he's only in his twenties this year. He's really called extremely gifted. If the aura of heaven and earth hadn't dried up, he would surely have entered the yuan infant period. Even if it's the period of becoming a deity, it's a great possibility. It's a pity."

Wang Zishan was really sorry. When she first heard that an Sudong was only in her twenties, she didn't believe it. She had never heard that anyone could reach this level at this age, unless it was God, but an Sudong really did it!

"Look, my eyes can't be wrong. The man I choose is so tough. I don't care how old he is. I just want to like him."

Feng qianer ignores an Sudong's age, which makes Wang Zishan speechless.

In the challenge arena, an Sudong launched an attack. He charged, and then moved directly behind Meng Jiu. In an instant, Meng Jiu reflected that an Sudong's banishment sword passed him, and there was only a white mark on it, which didn't hurt him at all.

Most of the monks had never seen the melee, which made them very excited.

An Sudong and Meng Jiu completely abandoned the magic weapon. They are just like ordinary people. You punch me with one punch, but the speed is too fast to see clearly.

"Bang!"

The fight between the two men finally separated. An Sudong had the strongest comprehensive ability, strong fighting ability, speed and attack power. After a fight, Meng Jiu's arms and body were sunken in several places, and his breath was a little confused and panting. Compared with an Sudong's ease, he was a little inferior.

"Still fighting, elder martial brother Meng?"

Looking at Meng Jiu with his head down, an Sudong asked softly. His voice was so light that only he could hear it. An Sudong knew that he would hear it.

"You won."

Meng Jiu didn't look up. He turned around and left. He was far away from the meeting. He flew into the sky and disappeared in the sky. No one knew where he was going.

"Ha, elder martial brother an won. It's really wonderful!" Feng qian'er jumped and jumped happily, holding Wang Zishan and smiling.

"I didn't expect that he could win over elder martial brother Meng. I don't know if elder martial brother Meng could get through this barrier!"

Wang Zishan was worried about him. He was his own brother. He took care of his brother since childhood. Looking at an Sudong on the stage, she was happy and sad.

"My God, elder martial brother an has won elder martial brother Meng!"

"Elder martial brother an is so powerful..."

"Elder martial brother an is just a legend. Does he seem to have risen recently?"

"I know that elder martial brother an just joined the holy land some time ago. When he came here, he was in the middle of jiedan. No one taught him."

"He must have done countless battles outside, otherwise how could he be so fierce!"

Not only the friars at the scene, but also the old monsters in the Yuan Dynasty were amazed.

"You Penglai holy land really made money. This young man is a legendary figure!"

Zhang Daoxian appreciates an Sudong very much, and his tone of voice is a little excited. He really envies Ren Haiqiu. He heard that an Sudong came to visit him by himself.

Ren Haiqiu couldn't control the joy on his face. "Ha ha, I didn't expect to beat Meng Jiu. I really didn't expect that he could surprise me!"

"Well! I don't know how long I'll live! "

Murong Feng's tone is evil. This is a threatening sentence. Ren Haiqiu and Zhang Daoxian naturally hear it. They stare at Murong Feng and wish they could kill the old man.

"If anyone dares to touch this boy, I'll make him regret coming to this world, and I'll make him break up!"

Ren Haiqiu stood up, and his spirit power came out. Murong Feng, who was sitting beside him, turned pale immediately.

Zhang Daoxian added, "our half step God in Kunlun has been very busy recently. Nothing. I will let him go somewhere more, so that those little night people will be quiet."

Kunlun and Penglai have always been in the same camp. Naturally, he wants to help Ren Haiqiu speak.

This sentence is really a threat to Murong Feng. Once, the half step God transforming old man had a conflict with the Yuanying friar of Shennong. The old man killed the Yuanying friar directly, but Yuanying didn't run out. At that time, the leader of Shennong Holy Land Murong's beard was crooked, but he still didn't dare to move. He knew the old man's temper. If he dared to say no, I'm sure I'll make trouble for him. Maybe no one in the world will hurt the old man.

"No.6 ansu East vs. No.7 Hou Hui, please come on

This is the last game. An Sudong stands on the stage quietly. Hou Hui goes on the stage very slowly. Looking at an Sudong's eyes with fear, he knows that he can't win. If he surrenders, he will be punished when he goes back. He doesn't know what to do for a moment. He just froze on the stage. It's almost time for the game. He starts to shiver. He's afraid of death and has been practicing for more than 100 years, At this point today, he didn't want to die!

"The game begins!"

Just announced, Hou Hui suddenly clenched his teeth, "I, I surrender!"

It's better to live than to die. No matter how severe the punishment is, it's better than to die. As long as you don't die, you still have a chance.

As for Hou Hui's performance just now, an Sudong guessed this possibility. At the moment when he announced the match, an Sudong's blood was aroused and a sword pierced his head directly.

At this moment, Hou Hui's words of admitting defeat have just been finished.

An Sudong smiles and shows his innocence. "Don't blame me. I can't stop it."

"Hum!"

Murong Feng broke the chair and left directly. The monks of Shennong holy land followed him. His departure also represented the complete break between Shennong holy land and Kunlun and Penglai holy land.