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Lianxing still didn't go crazy after all, if the dignified Flower Shifting Palace Master would be driven crazy by a group of rats, it would be too absurd and incredible. The full-text ad-free novel is all in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info after a period of wanton venting, the mercy star who carried Ming Yugong and forced herself to calm down, her heart was sinking, although her internal force was recovering, but after solving this group of rats just now, the remaining internal force was only fifty. Although she had the elixir of the Flower Shifting Palace with her, she only ate one just now, and she felt so sad that she felt like she was about to vomit out, and the speed of internal breath recovery became slower, so that she didn't dare to take the medicine she brought.

She has some knowledge of Mr. Meng's martial arts, after all, Ying Yue once chased Meng someone to the sky and the earth like a wolf, according to Ying Yue's description, Mr. Meng's light skills are not as good as Ying Yue, but she is between the best, but the internal strength is less than three percent of Yue Yue. In just twenty days, even if she improves, it will not exceed forty percent of her, but now she has an injury on her leg and has been poisoned inexplicably, and Lianxing was surprised to find that even if she competes in martial arts, she is not completely sure of Meng Yuan.

And at this moment, the cave wall at the end of the passage in front of her suddenly lit up, and a faint figure could be seen shaking, and the voice that made her gnash her teeth came out.

"Pity Star Palace Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come on, let's make a decision."

Lianxing was happy in her heart, she was really a little afraid of this Mr. Dream's methods, if there were two or three more dangerous places like the passage just now, she would probably fall here before she saw each other.

Even so, she did not forget to be cautious, but to her surprise, until the end of the passage, there was no more ambush.

Turning the corner, the bright light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes, and in the middle of an octagonal hall, there stood a black-robed man with colorful beams of light, gathered behind him, like a black peacock, spreading its tail feathers.

"Welcome to the Seven-Colored Dream Realm, Pity Star Palace Master." The man raised his head, it was Meng Yuan, looking at the mercy star, smiling and revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Mr. Dream!" Hearing him speak, Mercy Star had already confirmed his identity.

She didn't hesitate, didn't wait, on tiptoe, she had already rushed forward, and a pair of white palms bloomed like two lotus flowers.

"Lotus Palm"

The enmity of life and death, meet on a narrow road, why bother to say more!

"Hahahaha." In Meng Yuan's wild laughter, Pixing's palm swept over Meng Yuan's body so flatly, it turned out to be just an afterimage.

"Here, everything becomes false and real, the real is hard to distinguish, and here, your eyes will deceive your heart."

Meng Yuan's voice sounded around this hall, and the seven-colored light behind him suddenly dispersed, and each pillar of light shone on the figure of a Meng Yuan.

The seven figures gathered and dispersed, wandering around the star, and the star couldn't tell which one was the real Mr. Dream!

Before Mercy could understand the mystery, Mr. Dream had already launched an offensive.

Every Mr. Dream stretched out his right hand, and his five fingers were tightly closed like a knife, although it was a meat palm, under the infusion of internal force, there was a burning feeling, making this small hall look like it was baking on the fire.

"This, how is it possible?" Mercy felt the oppressive momentum emanating from each Mr. Dream. This feeling came from her front and back, left and right.

"No, this feeling is not from the other party, but from ......" Ignoring the momentum of Meng Yuan's palm knife, Lian Xing suddenly squatted down, his left palm was on guard, and his right palm was already pressed to the ground.

The ground here is as smooth as a mirror, but it is a little hot, just by pressing it, Lian Xing feels that the ground and the four walls here are getting hotter and hotter.

"Mr. Dream, what the hell are you doing?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, there is an exit from the earth fire near this place, and when you came in, I removed the things that isolated the earth fire exit, which means that you are now standing above the earth fire exit." Meng Yuan said with a grin.

"When you looked at me just now, I sealed the door where you came in, unless you can push away the boulder of more than 100,000 catties, otherwise, there will be no zài in the way. As for the way, I'm sorry, only I know where. ”

"That is, unless you say it yourself, or I find out, I will definitely die here today?" Mercy asked.

"I'm afraid that's it." Seven Mengyuan spread their hands together.

Before the words fell, the star had already struck again.

"Falsehood, illusion, illusion, illusion, or falsehood." The palm is as brilliant as the falling flowers. The ten fingers of the star flew, and the figure flickered, like a five-colored whirlwind sweeping through the entire hall, and the speed at which the afterimage was generated could not even catch up with the power of her palms.

In less than a cup of tea, the mercy star, who had already found a few tricks, scattered five afterimages with the power of one palm.

"That's enough, Mr. Dream, I think, I've found you." Lian Xing suddenly raised his head and looked upwards, and above the hall, on a platform, there was a faint figure.

There was a burst of applause in the hall, and Meng Yuan's voice sounded again.

"Mercy is mercy, you are much stronger than your sister, but this is far from enough, you can see through the secret of the seven-colored figure, you are qualified to face the real me. Let me show you the true power of this Seven Lights Imperial Array. ”

Meng Yuan on the platform put the octagonal prism box in his hand to a stand on the platform, and with a tap of his toes, the platform spun up, and a crane chirped from his mouth, and as the platform tilted, he had already swooped down in the air.

With a muffled sound, Meng Yuan stood up again, and the palm power of the poor star was still more than one step better than him, but relying on the condescending location, he was not hurt this time.

Only then did Pian Xing know the power of this old Shizi's seven-light array, the changing seven-colored light in the sky, around Mengyuan's figure, turned into an endless afterimage, at a glance, dazzling, Mengyuan seemed to have a thousand hands and thousands of feet.

Three moves, just three moves, Pian Xing actually hit Meng Yuan's palm first, if it was an ordinary fight, Pi Xing would have already lost one move.

However, in the battle of life and death, who cares about this.

Lianxing suddenly closed her eyes, put her arms on her chest, and never looked at Mengyuan in the air again.

Without the interference of light, between the three moves and two styles, Lian Xing regained the upper hand, if it weren't for Meng Yuan's protective clothes and Gangqi body protection, he would have been seriously injured on the spot if he was slapped in the palm.

Meng Yuan's expression finally became solemn, and as soon as he raised his hand, he had already grasped the hilt of the knife on his shoulder, and a wisp of cold knife qi spread out in the air.

With a dragon-like roar, there was already a simple broadsword in his hand.

"Great Summer Dragon Sparrow"

With a knife in his hand, Meng Yuan's momentum rose straight up, and when he reached the peak, he was no longer under the pity star at this time.

Lianxing had to open her eyes again, Mengyuan, who had the knife in her hand, was no longer an opponent she could deal with with with her eyes closed, and the feeling of getting hotter and hotter under her feet was also reminding her of the urgency of time.

Meng Yuan swung his knife and slashed, this originally very powerful knife, but in his hand, it had a bit of a round meaning, like a cloud sweeping through the stormy waves.

"For the Master of the Shifting Flower Palace, using a knife technique such as Breaking the Sea and Slashing, that is a kind of brain-dead behavior of looking for death."

Mengyuan, who already has a full understanding of the transfer of flowers and jade, doesn't want to slash his body with a knife that he has momentum, and when it comes to the knife, he still has the artistic conception of Zhenhai Fubo.

It was an ethereal knife, the Zhenhai Fubo knife technique that had reached the 9th level bottleneck, and with just one swing, it had a bit of autumn water and a long sky. If it weren't for each other's mortal enemies, even the stars would have to drink a good word for them.

Hearing the sound of the wind on his head, Mengyuan slashed down with a long knife in the midst of thousands of colorful lights, like a net, and like an overturned whirlpool.

Mercy had already begun to regret not bringing a few more weapons, her silver sword was destroyed by the Yin Phosphorus Poison Fire during the Twenty-Eight Quarters of Yongdao, and she would have suffered a little in the face of a strong enemy with a treasure sword.

Gritting her teeth, she rose from the ground, palms facing each other outward, and rushed straight to the center of Mengyuan's knife style.

"What a spirit!" Meng Yuan praised in his heart, and under the concealment of the sword light, his left hand suddenly slapped out in the shape of a plum blossom.

In the master duel, in the blade of the moves, the secret meat palm technique is called "paste handprint" also known as "Hades", is a powerful technique, only in the palm has a deep attainment of people dare to use, only when the enemy of life and death will be used, pay attention to the void, once the person, rarely unharmed, even can kill with one blow, put the other party to death.

In the two muffled snorts, the staggered figures in the air dispersed, Meng Yuan's face was snow-white, and on his cheek, there was a deep bloody wound, which was the fingertip pierced by the mercy star, the mark that was crossed, if it wasn't for the cover of the Seven Light Array, this blow would have slid down two inches and pierced Meng Yuan's throat.

Pixing's body folded in the air, and on her bare left shoulder, there was a purple-red plum blossom mark.

There was a burning sensation from the wound on his shoulder, as if there were five hot iron needles, pierced deeply, back and forth, if he hadn't been hit by that damn drug, as long as the internal breath flowed, it would force the alien true qi that Meng Yuan had invaded into his body out of the body in a moment, but at this moment, Lian Xing chose to be patient.

If it weren't for the distorted and omnipresent light that affected her judgment, how could she have been so hurt again with the blow that had taken the life of this hateful opponent?

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