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"Okay, Brother Wild Bear, I believe in Grandpa's character, he will not go back on his word, although this incident is a bit regrettable, but fortunately it did not cause an irreparable situation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Meng Qiuyu patted the wild bear on the shoulder, turned to James and said with a smile: "Grandpa, after all, we are a family, maybe in your eyes, family affection is very light in front of interests and family honor, but in my heart, it is very heavy." For Catherine's sake, I will forget all that happened. ”

When James's expression eased and Steward Sloe nodded again and again, Meng Qiuyu's expression suddenly turned cold, and a huge coercion erupted from his body, which shocked the four golden clothes and the Yin Yang King to change color one after another, and protected James behind him.

"Grandpa, I don't want there to be deceit between us, let alone you fooling me, I can tolerate it once, but I will never allow it to be calculated a second time."

The momentum on his body flashed, Meng Qiuyu also showed a faint smile, and continued: "Grandpa, it's not safe here, you better go back to the restaurant." You've seen the strength of the Blood Fiend, and if he goes crazy, I'm afraid it will hurt you. ”

"Wildcat, you and your wife will protect the old man and Steward Slow, and the rest of you will stay here to defend against the enemy together." Meng Qiuyu said with a majestic face, and no one could resist.

James was slightly angry in his heart, but he was helpless, was this spying on himself? However, he knew better in his heart that it was Meng Qiuyu who ordered him to blow up all the guests in the restaurant and let himself enter the restaurant, so he couldn't make this action.

"You all obey the orders of Qiu Yu, God of War, you are seriously injured, go to the restaurant to recuperate." James nodded slightly, and stepped into the dining room with a gloomy old face.

Meng Qiuyu watched James and the three of them enter the restaurant, turned to the Yin Yang King and his eight daughters and said with a smile: "Yin Yang King, the Sun King will be handed over to you to deal with, and we will besiege the Blood Demon with all our might." ”

After speaking, Meng Qiuyu asked the wild bear and the others to attack the Blood Axe and Prince Bruch and their men, but he walked towards Lin Zifeng and the God of War Ancestor who were fighting fiercely.

The Yin Yang King snorted slightly coldly, and secretly scolded Meng Qiuyu for being a bastard, he knew that Meng Qiuyu's subordinates were all very strong, and with the two fierce generals of the Wild Bear and the White Wolf King, they were more than capable of dealing with the Sun King.

Now that he is also injured, it is a little difficult to deal with the Sun King and the Twelve Divine Envoys, but Meng Qiuyu does not let himself feel better, he is angry in his heart but he does not dare to provoke the other party, so he has to take the four golden clothes and eight forbearances and go straight to the Sun King to kill him.

"Lin Zifeng, the space here is too small, if you want to fight with me outside the ancient castle for three hundred rounds, let me see how powerful your blood demon is." Meng Qiuyu did not join the battle group, but stood aside and shouted loudly.

"Meng Qiuyu, it's not too late for Lao Tzu to kill this old guy and then clean you up." Lin Zifeng became more and more brave the more he fought, the Blood Demon Treasure Knife opened and closed, and the blood-colored sword suppressed the sword qi of the God of War Ancestor, and he had already faintly gained the upper hand.

"God of War Ancestor, it turns out that you are nothing more than this, and you and other Western masters will only end up losing in front of our Chinese powerhouses. But I have a good heart, I don't want you to die at such an old age, give you a chance to live, and bring the blood demon to the east side of the ancient castle, where I will wait. ”

After speaking, Meng Qiuyu's figure flickered and disappeared.

He didn't care about the life and death of the God of War Ancestor, but he knew that it was not easy for him to kill Lin Zifeng now, and joining forces with the God of War Ancestor was the only choice.

He is not afraid that the God of War Ancestor will fight to the end for dignity, with this old guy's insidious personality, he will not be so stupid that he and Lin Zifeng will never die.

Sure enough, when Meng Qiuyu arrived at the east side of the ancient castle, before a cigarette was smoked, two figures came in the air, Lin Zifeng and the God of War Ancestor were still fighting fiercely, one was backwards, and the other was chasing, appearing in front of Meng Qiuyu's eyes.

"Shameless boy, you still don't make a move, this blood demon is strong, you and I are definitely not his opponent when we fight alone." The God of War Ancestor was already sweating profusely, and he had consumed a lot of strength to support him until now, and at this time, he could only hope that Meng Qiuyu would help him.

"You're really old, and you're physically exhausted after only playing for a while, if you weren't playing yin, why bother making yourself so embarrassed, holding on for two minutes, waiting for me to finish smoking this cigarette." Meng Qiuyu hung up, still swallowing clouds and spitting fog with a cigarette in his mouth.

The God of War Ancestor was so angry that he almost vomited blood, when was it, this shameless boy was still in the mood to smoke, but he could only hold his breath to deal with the blood demon's attack, but he secretly decided that he must teach Meng Qiuyu, a bastard, a good lesson if he had the opportunity.

Meng Qiuyu smoked slowly, squinting at the two in the fierce battle, although the Blood Demon Dragon Batian completely controlled Lin Zifeng's body, but Lin Zifeng's physique was too weak after all, he could see that Long Batian's strength was not as good as his own.

However, Long Batian's combat experience is extremely rich, his adaptability is even more outstanding, and his moves are exquisite enough, and the Blood Demon Knife Method can be called the originator of knife techniques, every move and style is endlessly varied, and it is powerful.

Especially this Blood Demon Treasure Knife, which is his favorite weapon, the human knife is one, the knife is as good as the person, and it has reached the highest level of knife technique.

Meng Qiuyu secretly smiled bitterly, his strength realm was not weaker than Long Batian, and his combat experience was barely inferior to the other party, but he didn't have the weapon to take advantage of, although the Thunder God Fist was domineering, he couldn't take advantage of Long Batian with his bare hands.

On the other hand, the ancestor of the God of War, Meng Qiuyu also nodded secretly, he is worthy of being a strong man of the God of War family, his skills have reached the peak, and he is much stronger than the God of War, especially the swordsmanship, although the Western swordsmanship is not as subtle and ever-changing as the Chinese swordsmanship, but it is very tricky and sharp.

Obviously, this old guy's ancient sword is also a divine weapon, but it is a little worse than the magic sword of the dragon overlord, and in this confrontation, there have been many gaps left on the ancient sword.

At this time, the cigarette butt had burned out, Meng Qiuyu flicked his middle finger, and the spark shot towards Lin Zifeng, and his figure shot up, and a heavy punch hit Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng, who was in the fierce battle, noticed Meng Qiuyu's sneak attack, his expression was furious, the magic knife gave up attacking the God of War Ancestor, and a red mang slashed down the cigarette butt, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and he swung a knife at Meng Qiuyu.

Before the blade arrived, the sword swept in, and the rich bloody aura made Meng Qiuyu feel the horror of the magic knife, but his punch was only a tentative attack, and he quickly returned to defense, and the body protection Zhenyuan dispersed the impact of the sword.

"Long Batian, your sharpening knife is indeed a murder weapon for the ages, but you can't kill me at all, whether you are Lin Zifeng or Long Batian, I will trample you under my feet, and I will never turn over." Meng Qiuyu's figure floated in the air and said with a smile.

"Meng Qiuyu, you finally dare to fight head-on, new hatred and old hatred, I will let you break your bones and ashes." Long Batian shouted angrily, and the magic knife surged with endless evil energy, slashing at Meng Qiuyu fiercely.

"Old fellow, do it." Meng Qiuyu shouted the God of War Ancestor, his body moved quickly, the thunder divine fist thundered, and the shadow of the fist in the sky slammed towards Long Batian.

The God of War Ancestor also swung his sword to attack, and a sword transformed into countless sword shadows, blocking the next plate of Long Batian.

Long Batian was one against two, and he didn't dare to be careless, especially Meng Qiuyu, a cunning man, he deeply understood the horror of this bastard, and the magic knife danced to meet the two.

In a fierce confrontation, the three figures were entangled, sometimes jumping into the air, sometimes landing and fighting, and the surrounding trees, rockeries, and buildings were all turned into ruins in the aftermath of their battle.

Meng Qiuyu didn't do his best in the fight, he didn't want to expose his hole cards in front of the two, and he had to be distracted to monitor his temporary ally God of War Ancestor, he didn't believe this old guy, he was worried that he would secretly attack him.

The God of War Ancestor naturally had the same idea, he also realized that Meng Qiuyu had not done his best, and he couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart, this little ghost is really cunning, and the great enemy is still hiding ghost thoughts.

However, the God of War Ancestor has a sense of desolation in his heart, he has lived for more than 150 years, and he wants to meet an opponent back then, the real strongest man in the West.

As he grew older, his skills became more and more profound, and he broke through to the peak realm of the War Emperor as early as a hundred years ago, which is why he has lived for so long and has not returned to the West.

I thought that I would be invincible today, but I didn't expect to find out today that he was a little sitting in the well and watching the sky, the two Chinese boys in front of him were perverts, and he was a little sad that he had such a strong strength at a young age.

In the fierce battle, the dragon overlord sky gate was wide open, and the ancient sword of the god of war ancestor entangled the magic knife of the dragon overlord, Meng Qiuyu was overjoyed in his heart, the opportunity could not be missed, the most fierce move of the Thunder God Fist was unleashed, and the powerful fist slammed towards the dragon overlord like a shock.

Burst! A mouthful of blood blurted out, and when Long Batian's body regressed, he also shook back the God of War Ancestor with a sword.

Meng Qiuyu took advantage of the situation to pursue, and the Thunder God Fist fist continued unabated, blasting out dozens of punches in a row, trying to cripple Long Batian.

The dragon who fell backwards to the ground shouted angrily, his long hair danced in the wind, and the magic knife suddenly bloomed with a dazzling red glow, dyeing half of the sky red, and the domineering knife slashed down, and the heavens and the earth were all frozen by this knife.

Meng Qiuyu secretly scolded that it was not good, Long Batian still had one hand, and he didn't have time to think about it, his body flew back rapidly, but he was still hit in the chest by the aftermath of this knife.

Turning over and landing on the ground, Meng Qiuyu staggered back, a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest were also cut open, but only a mark was left on his skin.

"Meng Qiuyu, my magic knife has just returned to the master, and I haven't completely fused the sword soul yet, spare you today and I will definitely come to kill you again." Long Batian turned over and stood up, and his body quickly shot out of the ancient castle, leaving unwilling words in the darkness.

Meng Qiuyu covered his chest, did not pursue, glanced at the slightly pale face of the God of War Ancestor not far away, and smiled bitterly: "Old guy, we didn't kill him this time, next time, it will be even more difficult for us to deal with him." ”

"Hmph, it's because you didn't do your best, otherwise, if he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured." The God of War Ancestor snorted slightly, ignoring Meng Qiuyu, and the tall figure disappeared into the darkness.