Chapter 534: The Last Scene

Yan Tai and Zhao Mengbo didn't make a move at this time, but sat down cross-legged there and played Go.

"Tell me, are you going to fight him?" Yan Tai said.

"What about you, do you want to fight him?" Zhao Mengbo asked rhetorically at this time. "I believe that not only you and me, but many people present have such an explanation, that is, if you meet Lord Wangjun, try not to fight, I don't know what it means, but since the third assessment, I have understood, for a long time, the person who died here is not death in the real sense, but a new beginning. But to be honest, I really want to fight with him, after all, as an existence with a status equal to that of the Lord of the Ten Palaces, and outside of that legendary existence, there is no one left, and among the younger generation, there is only Lord Wangjun, and I really want to compare with him. ”

"I want to, too. But my eldest brother Yan Shaoqing has already said that you must not fight him, whether it is the family or my eldest brother, I really have no way to refuse. Yan Tai said.

"Then what do you mean 、、、、、、"

"Naturally, it's according to the family's requirements. What else can I do. Yan Tai said and smiled lightly, "I don't think there is any need for us to continue this competition." ”

"I don't know what you mean、、、、、、," Zhao Mengbo said.

"I took the initiative to admit defeat," Yan Tai stood up and looked at Zhao Mengbo, "If it's really right, please don't leave your hands and call mine too." ”

"Naturally. ”

At this time, this side was also a dramatic scene, and everyone looked at Wangjun. Forget Jun sat in the clouds, and he didn't care, after all, Forget Jun's identity and status were too obvious, and some people didn't dare to touch him at all, of course, there were some cases, but this one was another matter.

"I really didn't expect it, you guys are very harmonious, and then it's the third assessment of the third assessment, there is still one person who has a bye, now let's draw lots. As soon as the bamboo stick fell into his hand, Zhao Mengbo said directly at this time:

"I have a bye," Zhao Mengbo said, holding up the bamboo stick in his hand. There are only two people left in the whole arena, Chu Bian Yan and Wang Jun, at this time there is no need for them to continue to draw lots, Wang Jun looked at Chu Bian Yan at this time, and did not speak, but Chu Bian Yan said:

"I gave up the game. ”

"You guys really have some meaning, then the next is the final, I don't know what the two of you mean, how do you plan to end this assessment?"

"Lord Wangjun, I am offended. Zhao Mengbo said.

"Very good, let's have a fight, so that some people know that it is not unjust to lose to me. Forget Jun said that his lungs went down to the clouds and entered the martial arts arena. At this time, Zhao Mengbo also flew down. looked at Wangjun. Then he bowed. It can be regarded as a kind of respect for the forgotten king.

'I'm curious, you are a direct descendant of the Ten Palaces, why do you have to compare yourself with me despite the family's entrustment?'

"Because of your status, it seems that you are only in your early twenties now, but you have already reached such a level. What's more, he is already an existence with a status equal to that of the Lord of the Ten Palaces, so he can't help but be a little curious, what kind of person are you, so he is offended. ”

"Yours is very curious, but I like it very much, your drill is not wrong, sometimes the path given by the family is indeed relatively safe, but if 、、、、、、 do not work hard, how can you win? ”

"Thank you for your understanding. This time we stopped and didn't hurt lives. Zhao Mengbo said,

"Yes. Forget Jun said. Looking at Zhao Mengbo, Zhao Mengbo took out an ancient weapon axe in his hand, this is a form of weapon handed down from ancient times, pay attention to melee combat, itself has a very strong power, rubbing and injury, it is not an exaggeration, at this time the forgetful Jun waved his hand, a talisman was played, and a shield appeared around his body, three layers inside and three layers outside the outer three layers of him wrapped him, at this time Zhao Mengbo cut directly over, there was no chance to breathe for the king, the axe hit the shield, at this time the shield directly approached the direction of the attack, the shield was like life, a huge Xuanwu appeared in front of the king, for him to block the blow of the axe, however, one of the feet of the Xuanwu Phantom has been cut off alive.

Wangjun didn't pay attention to the collapse of the shield, but shot directly, a palm thunder directly hit Zhao Mengbo's face door, while Zhao Mengbo dodged, Wangjun hurriedly stepped back, a white cloud directly lifted him up, and once again appeared to be thousands of meters away, and Wangjun's three heads and eight arms had appeared.

"A spit bud and a flower bloom, a yellow flower comes and a white flower, a butterfly leads the dancing flowers, and a dream village does not come back. A pool of lotus flowers is blue in the sky, and a koi fish is surrounded by a ring. A wisp of breeze floats, a leaf picks lotus, a piece of withered yellow and a butterfly flies, a melon smells fragrant and several people are drunk, a dead branch tree in front of a community hall, and a leaf scatters a wisp of cooking. A place of silver light, a river of ice, a touch of residual sun, a lonely man, a bamboo cane walking alone, and a person looking at the snow makeup. "The place where the king is located is in the middle, at his feet is a red plum, behind him is a butterfly, and then beyond is a large lake, in which there are lotus flowers. There is also a wooden boat, in the autumn realm, a huge ginkgo tree, the leaves are golden, the ground has been covered with fallen leaves, and beyond is a glacier, on the glacier there is an old man sitting on a small boat, holding a fishing rod.

Zhao Mengbo once again killed the general, and the axe in his hand went down to the next batch, and at this time, a white light flashed, directly hitting the forgotten king in the center,

"A pear tree white covers the night, a river of cold water into the east, a thought and a movement for nature, a Weng fishing alone in the cold river. At this time, the old man who was fishing waved his hand directly, threw out the fishing rod in his hand, and cut off the white mang in a hurry. The butterfly behind Wangjun spread its wings, and the petals, water droplets, fallen leaves, and glaciers directly vibrated and turned into arrows that flew directly towards Zhao Mengbo. The dense black pressure was overwhelming, and the people outside were already stunned at this time, as far as the current situation was concerned, after a few rounds, Zhao Mengbo couldn't enter the body of Wangjun at all. At this time, the axe in Zhao Mengbo's hand waved, like an invisible bell protecting him in it.

"Demon-shattering, armor-breaking. Blow up. Blast. At this time, Wangjun directly shot an arrow, and a blue light flew directly over.