Meng Yifei is the chief disciple of the Thorn Sect, and his talent is extraordinary.

Seeing him come out, Wei Yue was obviously a little jealous, but he didn't flinch, he was second only to the Holy Son's Tianjiao, and he had his own arrogance.

Seeing this, the third elder said with a hint of chill in his tone: "Master Meng, if you start a war with my Sanqing Immortal Sect, you can't succeed." ”

From the moment he entered the door, he felt that the Thorn Sect seemed to be willing to belong to the Sanqing Immortal Sect, which made him angry.

"Haha, Third Elder, the disciples will have a discussion, and it will not affect the relationship between my two factions, and you can also let me wait to see the strength of the Sanqing Immortal Sect. Master Meng stroked his beard and smiled.

With Lu Fan here, he can be said to have no fear.

"Okay, then let your losing heart be convinced!"

Seeing him say this, the third elder snorted coldly: "There are no eyes in your fists and feet, I am afraid that you will not be able to afford to lose when the time comes." ”

He has already made a killing move, and if you don't want to surrender, then fight until you submit.

"I'll give you the same words. "Head Meng is competing against each other.

All of a sudden, the hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Seeing that the principals on both sides had already faced each other, the disciples were naturally not to be outdone, and shouted one after another.

"Let's go out and fight!" Meng Yifei walked towards the martial arts training ground outside.

"I'm afraid you won't make it. Wei Yue snorted coldly.

The two of them came to the martial arts training ground, and there was no nonsense, and they started to do it directly.

Everyone looked outside, each clenching their fists.

"Haitao Fist!"

When the words fell, Wei Yue's clothes were shaken, and the majestic energy of the Grandmaster Realm exploded, and he shouted loudly and took the lead in punching.

Under the fluctuation of his strong energy, the air under him shook slightly, condensing into a sea-like wave in front of his fist, and crashed towards Meng Yifei.

From a distance, it looks like a semi-circular arc of fist power, with an unstoppable majestic atmosphere.

The unique martial arts of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, Haitao Fist!

"Yes, there is already some artistic conception of the waves, if you can bring out the follow-up dark energy, it will be considered a great success. The three elders nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, this kid has achieved this quietly. The six elders next to him also praised.

Hearing the praise of the two elders, the disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect had red eyes, and they couldn't wait to go up and replace Wei Yue.

"It's just a shape!" Lu Fan, who was sitting upright, said lukewarmly.

Hearing his words, the disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect glared at him angrily, and Ding Mei was even more displeased: "What do you little disciple know, wait for your death." ”

Lu Fan shook his head and ignored her, he saw that Ye Chen had practiced this set of boxing techniques, and it was definitely deeper than this person's comprehension.

In the middle of the field, Meng Yifei sneered: "You are not my opponent yet." ”

A majestic internal force was struck out with a raised hand, turning into a white blade of light, slashing towards the wave with fierce energy.

"Poof!"

The waves were split by a knife, and the knife momentum did not decrease, and it went straight to Wei Yue's chest.

"What?"

The disciple of the Sanqing Immortal Sect screamed.

"Late Grandmaster!"

As soon as the third elder's eyes were cold, he was about to get up and go to the rescue, and said angrily: "You dare to hurt him." ”

"There are no eyes in the fists and feet, the Great Elder is still a little restless!"

"Humph!"

The third elder was angry, this was what he said just now, but he was used by Master Meng to block him, which made people angry for a while.

"You actually broke through!"

Wei Yue roared angrily, it was too late to stop him, so he had to quickly condense a thick internal force barrier in front of him.

"Bump!"

With a muffled sound, the knife slammed into the internal force barrier, sending him vomiting blood upside down and flying out, his chest collapsed, and his ribs should have been broken.

The disciples of the Sanqing Immortal Sect hurriedly rushed out and helped him up, glaring at Meng Yifei angrily, but they were afraid of his strength and did not dare to step forward. The jealousy of Wei Yue just now also turned into sympathy.

"I'll meet you!"

At this moment, a sneer was heard.

It was Han Ziming, the holy son of the Sanqing Immortal Sect. The breath of his body was soaring to the sky, and the fighting spirit was strong, and as soon as he appeared, he gave people a feeling that he did not dare to look directly at him.

"Holy Son, kill him and avenge Wei Yue!"

Ding Mei screamed viciously, and her relationship with Wei Yue was the most intimate in the sect.

Seeing that Han Ziming had arrived, Meng Yifei had a solemn look on his face, although he had broken through to the late stage of the Grandmaster, Han Ziming had already reached this realm.

"Switch to my Sanqing Immortal Sect, I can let you go. ”

Han Ziming ignored Ding Mei's words and said indifferently. They came with a mission this time, Meng Yifei is extraordinary, if he can collect it, it will definitely be a big help.

In the hall, the three elders said approvingly when they heard this: "The Holy Son really has the courage to be able to put aside grievances at this time and think about the sect, which is commendable!"

"Yes, I just don't know how the Thorn Kid chooses. "The six elders said in a weird way.

As soon as the two of them sang and harmonized, Master Meng's face was ugly, and he said unhappily: "I'm afraid this will disappoint you." ”

Although the Thorn Sect is a sect, it has always been his Meng family who has the final say, it can be said that it is a family inheritance, and the cohesion is still very strong, he believes that Meng Yifei will make the right choice.

Outside the hall, Meng Yifei did not disappoint him, and said with a sneer: "Turn your head to your Sanqing Immortal Sect, will you be a lackey?" Don't daydream, if you want to fight, you will fight, otherwise you will get out!"

How could he not know the consequences of switching to other sects, instead of being a lackey, how could he be his eldest disciple, and besides, the entire Meng family would be his in the future.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Han Ziming sneered: "Don't think that if you break through to the late stage of the Grandmaster, you can compete with me. ”

After saying that, he shot indifferently.

Haitao Fist!

His punch carried the majestic momentum of the sea, like a tide, and the air around him trembled slightly, much more clever than Wei Yue.

Meng Yifei's face changed, and a knife shot was condensed in his hand again, slashing towards Han Ziming with a sharp cold air.

"Bump, bump!"

The knife split two waves in a row, and then it was powerless and was blown apart by the waves.

Meng Yifei's pupils contracted, and he continued to slash out a knife to dissolve the wave, but he took three steps back in a row and fell behind.

"You are defeated, do you want to continue?" Han Ziming said gently.

In his opinion, after the Thorn Sect bowed down, this Meng Yifei had to bow to him obediently, and there was no need to fight to the death with him now.

"Hmph, although I was defeated, you want my Thorn Sect to bow down, and you are also dreaming. Meng Yifei sneered.

When Han Ziming heard this, he smiled disdainfully, and he just regarded his words as a scene after defeat.

Commonly known as a dead duck, with a hard mouth!

Suddenly, he turned his head to look in the direction of the hall and snorted coldly:

"You can come out and die!"

Everyone in the Sanqing Immortal Sect looked at Lu Fan together, gloating one by one, and their eyes were not good.

The Thorn Sect members shook their heads and smiled with strange expressions. Please remember that the Demon Dragon Emperor is in the city Latest Chapter 217 You Can Come Out and Suffer Death!URL: