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The black-robed young man's body shook, and the terrifying wind and waves burst out of his body, with no other purpose, just rushing towards Feng Rui. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Feng Rui was about to turn around to defend, Lei Meng smiled indifferently: "Senior Brother Feng, you have already fought a battle, so this one, let me open it!"

This guy jumped on the spot, and came first, in mid-air, a burst of flesh power, had already burst out from his body, facing the sword light that slammed over, it was a punch!

His strength is stronger than Feng Rui, and the full strength that bursts out is even more fierce!

With a pop, the fierce and violent shock waves, one after the other, one higher than the other, I saw the sword light shot out by the black-robed youth, and in the blink of an eye, it had been smashed into a piece of dough by the thunder, and then collapsed around, dissipating without a trace.

The black-robed young man felt as if he had been kicked in front of him, and flew out upside down with a bang, stepping on the ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the flat ground was stepped on by his two feet, which were like spider webs.

The eyes of the black-robed young man widened, and the color of grievance in the depths of his pupils burst out, and in his staring eyes, a ruthless cold light burst out, and another almost fierce roar bloomed from his throat, and with a bang, another sword light roared, and it slammed into the thunder that rushed down from the sky.

Lei Meng laughed wildly: "I really don't know how weak those flesh body cultivators of your sect should be, and they actually let a person like Your Excellency get mixed up with the qualifications to participate in the genius event!"

Turning his hand and falling with his palm, wisps of cyan light roared out along his palm, and the momentum sank, and the breath slammed down.

With a bang, the sword light of the black-robed young man going upstream, none of them could be seen, and they were smashed again.

The sonic boom exploded violently, like a gust of wind, slammed down from top to bottom, and the layer of smock outside the black-robed young man, one of which could not be seen, had already exploded to pieces, and his whole person, like a steel nail, sank deep into the ground, no less than a few feet, almost buried his two legs deep in it.

It's not that his swordsmanship is not strong enough, but that Lei Meng's physical strength is stronger, and he has lost the opportunity, so he ended up like this.

On the side of the Desolate God Sect, the faces of all the cultivators showed a look of joy that could not be concealed: "Senior Brother Lei is so good!"

"Kamikaze, do you see? This faction is so strong, saying that we are waste, I think you are not even as good as waste. ”

A group of kamikaze cultivators, like cats whose tails had been stepped on, almost half of their eyes had changed.

First, the young man in the green robe was defeated, and then the young man in the black robe was crushed, losing two battles in a row, which made them unable to calm down.

The evil aura in the eyes of the black-robed primordial god burst out uncontrollably, his sleeves shook, and a strong force rose up with the momentum and swept away towards the thunder.

Song Chu had a cold color that bloomed, and said coldly: "A dignified cultivator of the Yuan God Realm, attack the juniors of this sect, your face is really big!"

With a finger, no matter how powerful the power of the black-robed primordial god was blasted, it was still inevitable that he would be crushed by his fingers.

The two phases collide and dissipate without a trace.

Lei Meng took advantage of the situation and flew out upside down and returned to the cultivators.

The black-robed young man who suddenly got out of trouble, with the cold light in his eyes, burst out wildly, and roared: "Damn it!"

He was conceited of his strength, thinking that if it wasn't for Lei Meng's sudden attack, he wouldn't have ended up like this, staring at Lei Meng with a glaring gaze, and said, "Bastard, you have the ability, let's fight again?"

Lei Meng sneered: "If you lose, you lose, you can't afford to lose, you kamikaze faction, that's it!"

The black-robed young man was angry, and when he was about to rush out regardless of everything, the black-robed Yuan Shen glared at him fiercely, and said sharply: "Don't you want to embarrass me? Get out of the way!"

The breath on the black-robed young man's body was clear, and he honestly stepped aside, not daring to say anything, just staring at Lei Meng with his two eyes, he hated Lei Meng.

At this time, the gaze of the black-robed primordial god fell on Song Chu's body: "I really can't imagine that the flesh body cultivator of your sect is so not simple!

Song Chu smiled indifferently: "It made the senior brother smile, but I can't hide it, their strength is not the top of their faction, at most, they can reach the middle stream, and it is already a fluke to win." ”

The facial muscles of the black-robed primordial god throbbed violently, and the coldness in the depths of his pupils became even stronger. If this is only in the middle of the stream, then how powerful should the upstream be? Although there are some more powerful existences under his command, those are his hole cards, and they will not be easily revealed in this kind of public view.

Although only the two of them were outside in the courtyard, the black-robed primordial god clearly knew that he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at them.

Thinking that his disciples had suffered defeats in a row, the black-robed Yuan Shen was so angry that he couldn't get angry, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he could only beat his facial muscles a few times, and said with a dry smile: "Senior brother is really good at laughing! Okay, there are still some things in this sect, so I won't accompany them!"

After finishing speaking, a group of cultivators who had just been arrogant and now dejected followed him into the courtyard of the Divine Wind Sect.

With a bang, the courtyard door closed, and the group was gone.

When they retreated like this, the cultivators of the Desolate God Sect couldn't suppress the joy on their faces: "That's how this Divine Wind Sect is!"

"It's also Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Lei who are strong, winning two games in a row and saving the face of their faction!"

Lei Meng and Feng Rui said a few words modestly, and Song Chu said: "Okay, don't stay here, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now, let's all go in." ”

Immediately stepped inside.

Lu Chen and the other nine people followed behind him, and with a bang, the courtyard door was also closed, as if nothing had happened.

Near a courtyard called the Dongyang Sect, a gray-robed Yuan Shen cultivator showed some solemnity in his eyes, his gaze swept over the group of cultivators around him, and said in a deep voice: "The strength of this Desolate God Sect is stronger than in the past, disciples, it's really not simple, you have to be careful." ”

Beside him, there were ten cultivators of the Ning Dan realm, and everyone said in unison: "No matter how strong the disciples of the Desolate God Sect are, we are not afraid of them!"

"yes, yes!"

"No matter how strong it is, it's just a very small number, besides, we still have a senior brother. "One

The eyes of the group fell on the young man Ning Dan who was the leader.

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