Xuanyuan Yan stepped down, and Meng Li, who was in second place, went up naturally, and the game with Wanghaiguan was still not over.

Although the shopkeeper A had the intention of retreating, he felt that there was no need to fight with the Qizong for this breath, but the last person to fight in Wanghaiguan was not happy, and the woman wearing red light armor and a long ponytail like a whip behind her walked to the stage with her head held high, leaving all the repeated exhortations of the shopkeeper of Jia, and she didn't plan to go down to retain her strength after two fights with a friendly attitude, and only wanted to give the people of the Qizong some bitter taste.

The good junior brother and the beloved senior brother of the same generation have all suffered a lot of injuries, and I am afraid that I will not be able to fight anymore today, so I can only wait for tomorrow to change people, but when I wait for tomorrow's audition, where will I go to find these people from the Qi Sect?

There is a grudge today, of course today!

Meng Li raised his eyes to look at the woman who walked up to the stage opposite, and held the hilt of the long sword at his waist expressionlessly.

The woman's appearance is pretty, and her small facial features make her look younger than her actual age, but the upside-down willow eyebrows are high-spirited. Except for the blue hairband unique to Wanghaiguan tied in a ponytail on her head, the woman's body is not the same as the dress of most of Wanghaiguan's disciples, the cuffs and trousers are tightly tightened, revealing the dark blue beads tied on the white hands and ankles, and a leather dagger around her waist, she is stepping on a pair of Dongsheng's rare pointed leather shoes, holding a long whip in her right hand similar to the horsetail that almost mops the floor, and wearing a bright red heart-protecting armor, gold thread embroidery, and fine armor pieces are made of unknown pieces。

"Wanghaiguan thirty-five generations of disciples, Shang Jiao. ”

"Qizong, Meng, please advise. ”

Shang Jiao raised the long whip in her hand, and the battle intent on her face was as hot as the sun: "Then I will teach the Qizong who does not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth for my senior brother and junior brother!"

When Meng Li saw that this woman was so arrogant, he frowned and replied unceremoniously: "When the fight is over, I naturally know who doesn't know the height of the sky, and kindly reminds you that it is easy to look at people in the crack of the door." ”

Shang Jiao didn't expect that this man, who looked cold and arrogant and had a fight with Qin Shi's junior brother, would be so sharp and sharp-mouthed, sarcastically saying that girls have no gentlemanly demeanor, and he was extremely unkind, and his anger suddenly became even worse.

How did she know that Meng Li was talking about fighting with Yan Crow every day, and Yan Crow's crow mouth was almost sarcastic and invincible, and she was even scolded by Yu Qianrong, Su Jiujiu and Lin Ziyue for making Tang Lingling cry sarcastically.

Shang Jiao didn't say more, her footwork was smart, she pulled out a whip in her hand, the long whip was like a spirit snake cutting through the air, and it actually brought out a trace of light smoke, her magic weapon was so powerful, and the aggressive path like fire that she walked like her temperament was not at all an exercise to look at the sea and see the return!

Xuanyuan Yan felt that his teeth were sore, if he met this woman in the first game, I am afraid that even if he wins, he will not have the strength to fight again, this kind of bursting flame will have an erosive effect on his smoke, and then it will only be Xuanyuan Yan who will suffer a loss, how to talk about one victory and two.

However, since it is Meng Li on the field now, this leaves a great opportunity for victory and defeat.

You know, the sword is refined from fire.

And Meng Li's own title of sin karma was originally the title of the punishment of flames.

It would be ridiculous if he was still afraid of fire.

Therefore, Meng Li's action was very simple, just drawing the sword, the sword light appeared, and with it was a light purple flame, which instantly spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and Meng Li's elbow was sent forward.

The moment Shang Jiao's long whip touched the tip of the sword, it made a firecracker-like explosion sound, and the long whip automatically condensed a lot of fire elements, and as soon as it touched other physical objects, it instantly exploded with a "crackling" crisp sound, but as soon as Meng Li's sword qi lit up, the purple flames were sheng, and the long whip was pulled back straight in one breath.

The long whip didn't even completely wrap up Meng Li's sword, Shang Jiao suffered a small loss on the spot, but she didn't care, she didn't expect to be able to solve this person between these blows.

But Shang Jiao was not a careful person, so naturally he didn't notice that there were scorched black marks on the long whip that were corroded by the purple flame, which was that the long whip was suppressed by the attribute too much when it touched the purple flame, so that the detonated fire element could not protect himself.

Meng Li's expression was still so cold, but the sword in the hands of the iceberg-like man was burning with flames, and when he saw Shang Jiao getting closer and closer, he didn't make any moves, standing quietly in place and waiting for her to make a move.

Shang Jiao's long whip came out again, but it was not pumped towards Meng Li, but at the air, and the long whip actually pulled out a golden line of fire in the air, and the line of fire fluttered with the long whip, and suddenly it seemed like a large golden wave, and it was like a school of thin golden silverfish, swimming freely in the air.

Shang Jiao's long whip was folded in his hand, his hands were clasped together and he held it on it, and shouted in his mouth: "Feng Wu!"

As these two words blurted out, the long whip full of spirit in Shang Jiao's hand released a golden light, and a phoenix roar rose from her palm, just this phoenix roar caused ripples in the air, shaking those golden threads wildly.

Meng Li always felt that those lines were like neon signs that had been electrified, if it weren't for the ancient background of Dongsheng here, and the purple flame of the sword body in his hand, he would have to wonder if he had entered some modern art concert hall.

Lin Ziyue, who was outside the court, pointed to the golden thread and complained to Xuanyuan Yu: "This effect is too magical, isn......'t it? It's madness!"

Xuanyuan Yan touched the goosebumps on his arm: "This twisted, I seem to have a little dense phobia." ”

The crowd was extremely excited, chattering and discussing what would happen next, but the faces of the people in the other mountain gates were not very good-looking, Wanghaiguan has always been based on cultivating the sea and stargazing, which is called Shang Jiao's female disciple's spiritual cultivation is not low, but there is such a explosive means, it is not like the usual inheritance of Wanghaiguan.

However, a certain mountain gate elder recalled it carefully for a while: "Looking at the sea and watching the contemporary master...... It seems that his surname is also Shang. ”

Although he only mentioned it casually and seemingly unintentionally, the news still fell from one person's mouth to another's ears quickly, spreading more quickly than the situation on the scene, and quickly fermenting and changing the taste.

Yan Crow had been listening to the news among the crowd, and after hearing this, he immediately conveyed it to Lin Ziyue: "That woman seems to be the daughter of the Lord of Wanghai Guanguan, and she seems to be an illegitimate daughter, and she was spoiled by the Lord of Wanghai Guanguan, and she didn't bring it back until she grew up and couldn't hide it until she couldn't hide it......

Lin Ziyue hurriedly interrupted Yan Crow, and her head grew when she heard these nonsense: "Stop, stop, what are the real and fake ones in the back?" she just has her own style, at most she has a special identity in Wanghaiguan, and it was useless for Shopkeeper A to stop her just now." ”

Xuanyuan Yu nodded in the direction of the ring with his head: "Let's see first, the situation has changed." ”

In the ring, those wild dancing golden threads were finally pulled by Shang Jiao's divine sense, condensing all the golden fire threads into a single strand, but instead of concretizing into the image of a phoenix, they turned into a long spear with a whole body like gilt, and the flames were absorbed from the tail of the spear, until the last bit of red fire was left at the head of the spear, which directly turned into golden light.

Meng Li's face was uncontrollable, the tip of the sword swept in front of him before it crossed in front of him, and he cautiously took three steps back under his feet, each step was slow, as if waiting for the moment when the golden gun fell.

Shang Jiao let out a long drink!

So the spear was like a falling sun, and the golden light poured down, and instantly came to Meng Li's body.

In this extremely fast moment, Meng Li only made one movement, raised his arm, flipped his wrist, and sharpened.

Meng Li's long sword was sharpened on the golden spear, and it hit it along the tip of the spear, and the sword body slanted between collisions, and it was difficult for the spear to advance any inch towards Meng Li's body. A piercing grinding sound sounded, and there was even a subtle crackling sound between the elements cliding with each other, the golden spear had its own holy meaning, but it was far less powerful than the magic power of the purple flame on the long sword, and it was quickly and completely suppressed.

The spear was knocked away, sinking into the ground half a step away from Meng's side, buried half a meter deep, even if the spear head had sunk into the ground, a faint crackling sound could still be heard below.

Meng Li's face did not change, the sword fell in front of him, and the person took three steps back, looking a little weak because of the forced shooting of the spear.

Shang Jiao, who had originally retreated from a distance, sensed that the spear had not obeyed the call, and was even on the verge of collapse, so she could only chase forward, and another whip was drawn out seven steps away, and landed directly on the spear, Shang Jiao wanted to recapture the spear, but as soon as the whip was wrapped around the spear, Meng Li moved.

"You're thinking too much. ”

With a sneer, Meng Li showed his expression on the field for the first time, a very faint smile, full of mockery.

Then a sword intent that was so dazzling that even the ring enchantment trembled slightly, spilled out between Meng Li's sword swings!

The condensed mind, sword qi, spiritual power, and purple flame were all compressed to the extreme, like another flying sword, and after it was separated from the long sword, it stabbed straight in the direction of Shang Jiao!

Shang Jiao's face turned pale in an instant, and she no longer cared about pulling out the spear, but jumped under her feet, and with the whip still wrapped around the handle of the spear, she directly pulled herself and fell in the direction of the spear.

That sword intent passed by Shang Jiao, and her hairband was so sharp that it broke inch by inch, and scattered behind Shang Jiao along with a few strands of green silk that had been slashed.

As soon as Shang Jiao's feet were settled, he directly pulled out the spear with his hand.

The tip of Meng Li's sword hung down, and the sword intent that flew out was deflected, and it actually flew back upside down, but it didn't stab at Shang Jiao, but instantly submerged into the place under her feet.

Since the beginning of the battle, Meng Li has taken a total of six steps back, and every time he takes three steps back, he will use the tip of his sword to slash lightly on the ground, as if he had unintentionally swept the loess with his arm drooping.

And now, Shang Jiao was standing in the middle of those two three-step retreats.

That sword intent did not attack Shang Jiao, but landed under the six steps that Meng Li had retreated.

Shang Jiao felt the tremor under her feet for the first time, as well as the disdainful look on Meng Li's face, and before Shang Jiao could get away from there, several enchantments composed of purple flames burst up from the bottom to the top, until they were flush with the top of the enchantment, like a purple fence, completely trapping Shang Jiao inside.

Shang Jiao stabbed the spear out with her backhand, trying to break the damn bondage, but the tip of the spear let out a terrible scream as soon as it touched the purple enchantment, and a small section of the spear evaporated in an instant, and the traces of corrosion made Shang Jiao's heart tremble.

The golden gun is not an entity, it is condensed by the phoenix whip and spiritual power and elemental induction, and it will actually be destroyed like this!

Meng Li raised his sword to Shang Jiao: "You still have to admit defeat, this is the sky is high and the earth is thick." ”

Although these words were not as malicious and sarcastic as before, the cold tone was no less than slapping her fiercely in Shang Jiao's tense mood, and the eyes of this woman with a personality like fire suddenly turned red, and she lowered her eyelids silently, but her hand fell on the small dagger on her waist.

Meng Li frowned: "What else can you do?" Admitting defeat now is also for you to look at the sea and watch tomorrow to continue to participate in the war, you might as well go back and rest early......

Before his words fell, he was interrupted by Shang Jiao's next move, and Rao is Meng Li was also taken aback: "What are you doing!"

Shang Jiao actually pulled out the dagger and stabbed herself four times in a row, although the wound was not deep, but the position of her wrists and ankles was still bleeding, and the red blood quickly stained the beads on her hands and ankles that glowed like the deep sea with inky blue luster.

Shang Jiao still held her head high, the pain made her eyes redder, but there were no tears flowing down them, only endless battle intent burning.

Outside the court, when the shopkeeper A saw Shang Jiao's move, he shouted even more frantically: "Lord Shang! What are you doing! What are you doing with your life! Shang Jiao, stop immediately-let's admit defeat! Wanghaiguan admits defeat! Hurry up, we admit defeat when we judge people--hurry up and stop her!!"

The Taoist in charge of the referee heard the shout of shopkeeper A, but he didn't make any move, just said lightly: "Shopkeeper A, the victory or defeat is not scored, since the merchant has not opened his mouth to admit defeat, then I naturally can't trespass." ”

"You're crazy! You-" Shopkeeper A suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his tone became cold: "Dare to ask where Daoyou came from?"

The referee smiled slightly: "This ring is under the name of Jiujing Sect, and it is responsible for judging justice." ”

Shopkeeper A was cold all over his body, this was someone who wanted to take advantage of the death of Shang Jiao or Meng Li, and completely pushed the Wanghai View that had shown good things to Lin Ziyue and even the Baolai Chamber of Commerce and the Qian family to the opposite side of the sect.

No matter who has an accident in the ring today, the two parties will inevitably have an irreconcilable grudge, Qin Shi had nothing to do before, and Lu Wuman had suffered some internal injuries at most, just as it was a common thing in the competition, and it would not really affect the superficial friendship between the two parties, not to mention any trouble.

But now the situation seems to be running out of place.

Lin Ziyue and the others also heard the commotion here, after all, the referee's position was in the middle of the two mountain gates watching the game, and she naturally heard the words of the shopkeeper A and the referee's reply, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her, "Do you need me to break the boundary?" ”

Lin Ziyue sighed: "Let's take a look...... At the very least, you must not be killed, and even if you may expose your abilities, you will have to foul to end the fight. ”

Yan Crow swept Lin Ziyue's neck with his wings: "You should always have a little more confidence in Meng Li." ”

"But it's really not good. Xuanyuanyan's expression was also very gloomy.

Yan Yao shook his head, his words full of confidence: "Meng Li didn't even show his true body, so naturally he had another means." ”

"Isn't it to hide the identity of the demon?" asked Xuanyuan Yu.

"You see that his expression is still cold, to say that I understand him best, of course, I know him best, if he really has no confidence, he can't stand the shelf. ”

Yan Crow's words also made some sense, but everyone's hearts were still tightly gripped, only Lin Ziyue silently recited the three words again, "Nine Pure Gates".

In the ring, Meng Li put down the sword facing Shang Jiao, looking at her and wondering what she was thinking.

Shang Jiao's blood fell on those dark blue bead strings, and soon those bead strings were actually ignited, quickly turning into ashes in her blood, and an indescribable heat emanated from Shang Jiao's body, she was originally like the sun, as if she was really emitting light and heat, and the red light armor was actually burned red, and there were even signs of melting.

So Shang Jiao took off the light armor and threw it aside, taking a deep breath of the air beside her that was slightly distorted by the heat wave, the knife wounds she had stabbed on her hands and feet healed quickly, and the scars that were soon connected were also shriveled and shattered into ashes in the heat.

Even the crowd standing under the ring felt that it was getting hotter and hotter around them.

A phantom shadow appeared behind Shang Jiao, and in a red-golden sun wheel, the golden-feathered crow with a pitch-black body raised its head, slowly stretched its elegant and burning wings, and with a grip of three slender claws, the entire totem dissipated into a point of light and submerged into Shang Jiao's body.

Even the referee of the Nine Pure Gate was a little unable to sit still at this time: "Three-legged golden crow...... Three-legged Golden Crow! Wanghaiguan actually produced such a bloodline disciple of an ancient beast!"

He glared hatefully at the people of the Qizong Sect on the other side: "It is also your life, and you will take your own death!"

Shopkeeper A's face was gloomy: "Shang Jiao, you are really too stupid, how can you make a mortal enmity with the Qizong like this...... Alas, it's over......"

Lin Ziyue on the other side just met the referee's vicious and happy gaze, subconsciously clenched her hands, and pinched a cold sweat for Meng Li: "Yan Crow, Meng Li ...... him"

Lin Ziyue didn't know how to continue, she really didn't know how to maintain that confidence in Meng Li.

Yan Crow rolled his eyes: "What about the three-legged golden crow? What's more, it's just a bloodline mutation, and she is not the three-legged golden crow herself, and she is not the inheritor of spiritual power! Don't look at Xuanyuan Yan's dishes, you think that each of the seven deadly sins is so salty." ”

"Hey!" Xuanyuan Yan protested: "What are you talking about!

Xuanyuan Yu was one step ahead of the others, and noticed the change in Meng Li: "I said, that guy closed his eyes, I can feel his breath getting weaker and weaker, what does he want to do?"

Meng Li on the field did close his eyes, and the purple flame on the sword body was also gone, but the momentum on his body became weaker and weaker, and his figure swayed a little in the distorted air, looking like a dead leaf in that heat wave, as if it would be baked into ashes by the scorching heat on Shang Jiao's body at any time.

Shang Jiao threw two punches, and the purple enchantment that trapped her was crushed, and those purple flames flew back upside down and poured back into Meng Li's long sword.

Shang Jiao raised her head and stared at Meng Li: "Now, it's your turn to admit defeat and recognize the height of the sky." ”

As these words fell, a huge cluster of fire erupted from behind her, slowly spreading her golden wings, exactly like the three-legged golden crow in the sun wheel before, holy, blazing, and burning with scorching flames.

Meng Li's eyes were closed, his face was red from the heat, and sweat on his head slid down his cold features little by little.

It seems that it may not be able to bear it at any time.

Then he opened his eyes, and a cold, restless heat spread.

Completely contrary to Shang Jiao's scorching heat, the heat emanating from Meng Li's body actually carried a kind of pervasive coldness, which could even be said to be a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow like a tarsal bone.

Scraping the bones, eroding the bones and poisoning.

The heat wave between the fields instantly flew into completely different sides, and no one could overwhelm the other, while it looked like the golden red heat wave was roasting the air distorted, but on the other hand, it seemed to be shrouded in a faint purple gas, and the cold and extremely corrosive heat flow continued to linger.

Meng Li raised his sword, still expressionless: "The victory is not divided." Don't let go of the big words, and scratch your teeth. ”