Chapter Seventy-Six: Xiaoqiang Who Can't Be Killed

Yang Le, who was watching the game from the sidelines, saw the clues.

"This kid's blue light shouldn't be used for fighting, and the energy contained in it is actually the most important ability to heal!"

Zhang Mengmeng naturally discovered this problem, no matter how hard she tried, the other party never fell, and even the bruises on his body slowly recovered as before.

"If you can't kill with a thunderous blow, this kid is simply a little strong who can't be killed!"

Dealing with Qi Jingchuan, who is not good at fighting, if Zhang Mengmeng is at the same level as him, he will not be afraid at all, saying a thousand things and ten thousand is because her strength is not good.

Take the opportunity before for example, if it is replaced by the master, the person in front of him is estimated to be hammered into pulp, where will there be any chance of slow healing?

And in the face of Qi Jingchuan, who became serious, the girl's attack was a little dwarfed, even if it hit him, because the other party was on guard, the effect was not so obvious.

From the beginning of this battle, it has actually turned into a close match!

It didn't take long for Qi Jingchuan's right arm to seem to have fully recovered, Zhang Mengmeng didn't dare to delay any longer when he saw this, and directly summoned the nine fire talismans that trapped the silver needle and smashed it at his chest, and even she herself followed suit.

Twisting his right arm slightly, Qi Jingchuan stopped the decline and recalled the silver needle with his hand, wanting to defend.

It wasn't until Zhang Mengmeng's two fire talismans broke through the cyan shield and hit his chest that Qi Jingchuan was surprised to find that the previous twelve silver needles were only four or five left, and the rest were melted by them because they couldn't withstand the high temperature of the flames!

Because of the excessive impact, Qi Jingchuan was beaten upside down and flew out, spitting blood before he hit the ground, obviously suffering a real blow!

The silver needle was melted, and he was seriously injured, so it stands to reason that this competition should end here, Zhang Mengmeng simply stood in place and did not continue the pursuit.

Qi Jingchuan, who slowly stood up from the ground, glanced at his somewhat sunken chest, the flesh and blood on it had been blackened by the fire talisman, and he could even feel that his ribs were broken three times.

Although he didn't admit defeat directly, the result was already obvious, and Zhang Mengmeng didn't say anything more, and walked straight in the direction of Yang Le.

"Stop!"

The angry man shouted at her, he wanted to continue fighting!

Zhang Mengmeng didn't pay attention to it when she heard this, she never thought that this thing would take the initiative to apologize, and she didn't mean to stop at all.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary competition, winning or losing was actually not that important, Feng Yingxue on the side said out of concern:

"Qi Jingchuan, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, you better go and heal first!"

However, at this moment, Qi Jingchuan had completely lost his mind, and his whole world suddenly became quiet.

Looking around, the concerned expressions of everyone around him turned into ridicule and ridicule in his eyes!

"Ah~!"

Standing in the center of the martial arts arena, he screamed in pain, and the cyan energy on his body rushed straight into the sky like a tornado, and three thin needles with golden light were directly sacrificed by him, shooting towards Zhang Mengmeng, and he himself fell to the ground directly because of complete exhaustion.

Chu Shengnan, who was standing on the side, suddenly showed a shocked expression, and she didn't have time to remind her with a long mouth, but a thought flashed in her heart:

"Qi Jingchuan, this brute, actually used the golden needle that Old Man Qi gave him to save his life!"

Zhang Mengmeng, who was already about to walk in front of Yang Le, naturally didn't know anything, but she didn't expect this Qi Jingchuan to suddenly go crazy, and these three attacks were too powerful for her to resist at all, so she just temporarily cast a protective golden light.

Several bigwigs in the room have actually been paying attention to the situation here, and they were still laughing and joking with each other, but they didn't expect the situation to become so serious, if Zhang Mengmeng was pierced by these three golden needles that went towards her back heart, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhang Daoyun immediately turned into a dragon and tiger illusion and rushed out, although the distance was not long, but this golden needle was the ancestral treasure of the Qi family, and because they were all decent children, he was not prepared at first, which led to some powerlessness.

Zhang Mengmeng's protective golden light was simply vulnerable in front of this divine object, and it was broken through the defense in an instant.

At this moment, a purple light suddenly appeared on the girl's forehead, and the figure disappeared in an instant, until she landed on the ground, everyone was surprised to find that she had been teleported to the seat where Yang Le was standing just now.

And the man who was supposed to stay there had disappeared at this moment, until Zhang Daoyun grabbed the golden needle that was no longer under control, and saw Yang Lezheng lying in pain in the place where Zhang Mengmeng was originally located.

He didn't have any wounds on his body, his hands covered his abdomen, his body curled up in a ball, and the whole person instantly showed some signs of dehydration, and sweat actually wet the ground.

Qi Guangping didn't pay attention to his grandson, and followed him closely, and directly sacrificed six golden needles that were exactly the same as when Qi Jingchuan used the final blow before, protecting Yang Le's heart.

Seeing this, Zhang Daoyun let go directly, and the three golden needles that were originally the culprits instantly became life-saving artifacts in Qi Lao's hands, but he directly stabbed Yang Le's head.

It wasn't until he finished doing this that Qi Guangping wiped off the sweat on his forehead slightly, but he still frowned and said to everyone:

"That's not enough!

As soon as the words fell, I saw that his entire body turned into a cyan energy vortex, and the vitality contained in it was like the difference between a bird and a mayfly compared to Qi Jingchuan just now.

Within a radius of thousands of kilometers, whether it was flowers and trees or lake cement soil, almost all the energy was swept by him, and even the air became a little thinner, Yang Le and Qi Guangping were gradually wrapped in the ball formed by the energy, and the young people who couldn't see the situation inside couldn't help but take a few steps back because they felt a little suffocated.

Except for Zhang Mengmeng, who has a dull face and an expressionless face!

At this time, she tilted her head, her lips were naturally open, there was no look in her big smart eyes, two lines of tears seemed to be mixed with a hint of bright red, the bun on her head had long been scattered, and the messy green silk fluttered in the wind, and even a few of them covered her eyes.

One-step... Two steps... Three-step ......

Zhang Mengmeng shook his somewhat uncontrollable body, came to Qi Jingchuan like a walking corpse and squatted down, grabbed his collar with his left hand, and punched him directly in the face with his right hand.

Zhang Daoyun was afraid that she would do something stupid, so he wanted to pull it away, but when he saw that she did not use immortal power, but only relied on his own strength, he still chose to remain silent.

Qi Jingchuan, who was lying on the ground, had already regained his senses, and he looked at the two-meter-diameter energy ball, his heart was full of guilt.

Even if Zhang Mengmeng punched him in the face, he still didn't have any unwillingness, because of the forcible use of three Lingshu Nine Needles just now, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and although his throat was stuck in the blood, although it was difficult for him to make a sound, he still tried his best to say to this girl with his mouth shape - I'm sorry!

Now!

Zhang Mengmeng's mind was blank, except for waving her fists from time to time, she didn't make any extra movements, and she didn't even blink her eyes.

Looking at Qi Jingchuan, who was beaten into a pig's head, people changed from the beginning of their anger to the helplessness now, the people present were not ordinary people, and everyone saw the three words he said to the girl just now.

But that's not the point!

Everyone makes mistakes, even Confucius once said that knowing mistakes can improve a lot!

But!

This is also a premise!

If Yang Le dies today because of Qi Jingchuan's hot-headedness, the consequences of this cannot be made up for by him by apologizing for his crimes!

He will directly affect the pattern of the entire Huaxia cultivation world!

Once there is a gap between these famous and upright people, the cult organization will soon launch a counterattack, and all the ordinary people will live in dire straits!

In the end, Zhang Mengmeng seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, and sat on the ground all of a sudden, his eyes just staring at the ball of light in the distance, and the tears on his face formed a faint blood scab.

In this martial arts arena, everyone seemed to be settled, and even a breeze blew, not even the corners of their clothes were moved, and the emotions of worry permeated the entire courtyard, and the atmosphere was so tense and heavy!

I had already experienced a big battle, and I had been treated for so long, so it was already noon the next day.

Like everyone else, the weather today is not very good, and the overcast sky always makes people feel cool.

As the green ball of light gradually shrank, it finally revealed two figures inside.

Zhang Mengmeng didn't know where the strength came from, so he got up directly from the ground and staggered over.

Yang Le was held in the air by a cyan energy, Qi Guangping dusted off his robe, which was already a little wrinkled, before he said slowly:

"I ...... to the mission"

"Alright!

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xie Yunhou directly interrupted him, as long as people live, he is not a medical student, it doesn't matter how the process is!

Qi Guangping shook his head and smiled, but he was not angry, as for Qi Jingchuan, who had been beaten into a pig's head, he just glanced at it, but in the end he still did not pass.

Zhang Mengmeng finally walked up, his eyes that had dried up tears, and it was not until this moment that he regained some brilliance.

The girl slowly stretched out her hands and hugged Yang Le, resting her head on his chest, until she heard the man's heartbeat, and then she relaxed a little.