The Djinn has three palms, and the palms are used to deliver three consecutive blows through the skillful layering technique, each of which is heavier than the previous one. So far, Meng Que has seen people who use this trick, and the only ones are Murong Jue and this Murong Midnight.

The giant spirit was born as the seventeenth hand of the eighteen hands of the dragon, and the moves were so difficult to practice that only one or two of the hundred people could practice. Even Tang Lang had never practiced this trick.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, and Murong Ziye actually practiced this trick. Meng Que couldn't help but be very surprised, once this was entangled by the giant spirit descending into the world, it would be impossible to escape if he didn't finish the three palms.

When he landed, Meng Que poured qi into his arms, and the dragon sleeping divine skill was pushed to the limit, and a black tortoise shell on his body immediately appeared in the void.

"Bang~"

The second palm strikes, as heavy as Mount Hua, its momentum is above the clouds, if there is the precipitousness of Mount Hua, there is more majestic Mount Hua. Before he could give feedback on the feeling brought by this move, between the lightning and flint, Murong Ziye's hands shrank again, and he was about to slap the third palm.

Meng Que knew that his third palm was bound to be the heaviest palm, and if he didn't deal with it well, he would suffer a big loss. Suddenly, his inner anger was puffed up, and his hands were raised horizontally, so that it was the "overlord phase" in the thirty-two bodies of the Qian family.

In the past, the overlord Juding was strong. If there is one of the moves that Meng Que knows, which one is the most powerful, it is only this one.

"Bang!"

The two of them palmed each other, and for a while the light burst out, and they were confused and hazy, but they didn't know whether it was Murong Ziye's third palm that was powerful or Meng Que's overlord who was strong.

The blue light was mixed with the black light spots, the blue light was the color of Murong Ziye's dragon blood power, and the black light spots were the color of Meng Que's talisman tortoise shell. When the two colors fought each other, they continued for four or five breaths endlessly, and in an instant, the two of them suddenly retreated in unison.

Murong Ziye turned over as a harrier, and his body fell straight and calmly. Looking at Meng Que, he took seven big steps back, and his body shook slightly. On the surface, it seems that there is nothing to do, but as a person knows how cold and warm he is, Meng Que can clearly feel that his five inner parts are already churning violently.

Fang just took Murong Ziye's third palm, and he obviously felt that Murong Ziye should have practiced this move not long ago, the palm technique was a little jerky, and the stamina was not particularly strong.

If these three palms were issued by Murong Jue, even if Meng Que tried his best, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured.

Standing still, he secretly breathed the rampaging internal qi in his body, and Wunai slowly calmed down.

Murong Ziye was surprised, glanced at Meng Que a few times, and saw that he was unharmed, and paused: "Connect my three palms, are you actually okay?" ”

Meng Que breathed again for an inner week, and waited until his breath was completely calmed before he said: "It's a pity, your three palms don't seem to be enough, if I guess correctly, it shouldn't take long for you to practice this move, right?" ”

Murong Ziye's face was cloudy and changeable, Meng Que guessed correctly, he did not practice this trick for a long time. That is, half a month ago, by chance, under the teaching of his uncle Murong Jue, he accidentally touched the threshold of the giant spirit to come into the world. Later, after three days and three nights of exploration, he finally let him practice this trick.

At that time, it was not only Murong Ziye who was surprised, but even Murong Jue was very surprised. He sighed at the time: "Sure enough, the talent is good, you can practice the giant spirit at a young age, with your qualifications, I am afraid it will not be difficult to practice the eighteen-handed supreme stunt in the future." ”

Murong Ziye was very excited at that time, his heart was surging, and he felt that he was full of strength all over his body.

Murong Jue said again: "You have a good understanding of this move, and now you are still unfamiliar with it, if you are proficient, this move will become your big killer move." ”

Murong Ziye has always believed what his uncle Murong Jue said, so he has always believed that the giant spirit can destroy any of his enemies. This time against Meng Que, he also thought that this trick of the giant spirit should be able to destroy Meng Que, but unfortunately, after three palms, Meng Que was still safe and sound.

"If these three palms are used by Murong Jue, I will definitely not be able to catch them, but what about you...... The level is still a little bit worse. Meng Que smiled and sneered.

Murong Ziye was furious, shouted, and flew up again, as if he wanted to use the giant spirit to come into the world to deal with Meng Que. This time, Meng Que had already seen it clearly, as soon as he saw him flying up, he moved with the momentum, suddenly jumping around like a spirit monkey, and suddenly flashing left and right like a breeze. Come without a trace, go without a trace, Murong Ziye has his hands ready to go, but he can't make a palm, he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"The same move, the first time, don't use the second time, didn't your uncle teach you this truth? Others have suffered a loss from you once, and will they be so stupid that they can't eat it a second time? With the help of his agile body and the thirty-two figures, Meng Que dodged when Murong Midnight attacked, and when Murong Midnight stopped, he attacked in reverse.

Murong Ziye's mood became more and more irritable, and his mood was extremely unstable, and his mouth roared again and again, like a beast. However, the more he was not calm and irrational, the easier it was for Meng Que to succeed in sneak attacks.

I saw that the figures of "Chang Sheng's General Phase", "Vermilion Bird Phase", and "Qinglong Phase" were connected to each other, and Murong Ziye had no power to fight back.

Rao is Meng Que promised Zhen'er before not to kill this kid. If it weren't for that, he would have already taken the opportunity to kill it with a thousand mang's fingers.

Murong Ziye was knocked backwards repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with bright red blood. At this moment, Meng Que lay on the ground and slammed forward-boom, and the "Xuanwu Xiang" knocked Murong Ziye into a distance of seventy or eighty meters, and when he landed, blood spurted out of his mouth like a spring.

Luo Wei watched from the sidelines, speechless, and unconscious. Finally, when he saw Meng Que knocking Murong Ziye away, he suddenly came back to his senses, clapped his hands vigorously, and shouted, "Okay, well, kill that bastard who wants to eat swan meat." ”

Meng Que was victorious, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but glanced at Murong Ziye and said a word, "Murong Ziye, let's go, I hope you can be more interesting in the future, and don't bother Zhen'er again." Let me tell you again, she is my woman and will never have anything to do with you. ”

Murong Zi's defeat at night was tantamount to a great shame, and after hearing Meng Que's words, his heart was painful, sour, and even more bitter.

Raising his head fiercely, glancing at Meng Que's lofty appearance from a distance, Murong Ziye's bloodied heart instantly tightened. His breathing suddenly changed three times and one short, his face was pale, and his pupils were suddenly condensed.

He suddenly remembered that his father Murong Shanzheng once said, "When a man is alive, he should live with backbone, pride and dignity, if these three are destroyed, his life will be ruined." Right now, he was ruthlessly defeated by Meng Que again, and the so-called "backbone and arrogance" are probably long gone.

At this time, no matter how proud he is, he can't be proud, and as for backbone, it doesn't seem to make any sense for a loser to have backbone.

The last dignity, the sentence of Meng Que from Fang Cai, seems to be crumbling, and it is almost impossible to stay.

"I hope I'll have fun in the future? Don't bother Miss Jeong'a again? ”

"She'll never have anything to do with me?"

Murong Ziye muttered these words repeatedly, his hands clutched on the ground, and he was unconscious that his nails were torn and blood was flowing. Suddenly, he pulled out a small pocket-sized bottle from his body, which was full of sky-blue liquid like flames, and he trembled all over, and the hand holding the bottle trembled even more.

looked at the bottle, and then at Meng Que, and it seemed that it was difficult to make a decision in his heart.

He always carried this bottle with him, just in case. Uncle Zu once said that this No. 9 test solution is still not a perfect model, and it is necessary to continue to research and develop. Imperfection means that there is still a risk, and the test solution has only been tested with mice and monkeys in the past, and has never been experimented with people.

The No. 9 test solution is on monkeys, although the negative reaction is not obvious, but when it is changed to humans, it cannot be guaranteed. And monkeys are not the same as people, after all, monkeys are just animals, and there are no people's emotions and six desires. Once the No. 9 test solution enters the human body, what will happen? To this day, no one knows.

If he hadn't been cornered, Murong Ziye wouldn't have wanted to take this step anyway. Because it's just too risky.

However, at the moment, he no longer has much reason to speak of, looking at Meng Que's domineering and arrogant appearance, he can't help but feel ashamed of himself and have an inferiority complex. The saddest feeling is the feeling in his heart at the moment.

Suddenly, his right hand kept trembling, and slowly handed it to the wrist vein of his left hand.

Meng Que watched his movements from a distance, and suddenly found the small bottle he was holding in his hand. Although Meng Que had never heard of any scientific experiments conducted by the Murong family, as soon as he saw the small bottle, he sensed a feeling of extreme danger.

Just as he wanted to speak, he suddenly saw Murong Ziye yell, and then he cut the skin of his left wrist with his nails, opened the lid of the test bottle, and forcibly forced the strange blue liquid to flow into his veins.

Meng Que's heart jumped suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he blurted out: "Bastard, don't do that!" ”