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"Brother Meng, why do you want to buy such useless things? Yan Chunlei was puzzled

"Hehe, don't hide it from Brother Yan, Humble Jing likes to collect some weird martial arts cheats the most, every time Meng comes out, she asks Meng to help her pay attention, and this time it coincides with Brother Yan's happy event, how can Meng and his wife miss congratulatory gifts. A little bit of stuff can be regarded as some of the thoughts of the dream couple. "Mengyuan's face does not change color.

Even if it is the Yan family, 500,000 taels is not a small amount, after listening to Mengyuan's words, Yan Chunlei thanked him very much, and took Mengyuan to settle the expenses. With such a large amount of transactions, all the ill-gotten gains that Meng Yuan had scavenged from Liu Kuaidao and the gold and silver he had obtained from the cranes in the clouds had been spent, and those belongings that were easy to reveal their identities were temporarily retained by him.

"Hey, you, stop."

Walking out of the auction tent, a clear voice sounded behind him, and before the words fell, a white little hand, like a greeting between friends, slapped him on the shoulder.

This was supposed to be an ordinary encounter in the rivers and lakes, but Meng Yuan saw a little dark green between his fingers the moment that hand slapped his shoulder.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward, like dodging the bite of a poisonous snake, and like dodging the most vicious secret weapon in the world.

"The end of the world is close at hand, and the pot is shrinking!"

Meng Yuan turned around suddenly, and saw that the person behind him was a young man in Tsing Yi, with a white and soft complexion, like a baby woman, his eyes were like stars, and his essence was shining, and he was clearly a person with extremely good martial arts.

"Hehe, it turned out to be you, I haven't seen you for a long time."

With a haha in his mouth, Meng Yuan raised his hand with a smile and slapped it on the other party's shoulder as if he said hello. In addition to the incomparable elegance, there is also a hint of coolness, like a piece of cold ice under the scorching sun, without the slightest fireworks.

"Lotus Jingzhang ------ Shifting Flower Palace!"

"Do you remember me?" The person who came raised his left hand, put his right hand in his sleeve, and the corners of his sleeve were inadvertently thrown up, like a spiritual snake, wrapped around Meng Yuan's wrist, and in the sleeve, there was a piercing cold air coming out of his clothes, cold and piercing

"Of course, Your Excellency's demeanor is unforgettable at first sight.

Meng Yuan's right hand shrank slightly, and the two fingers in the middle of the food buckled inward, and then bounced out again.

"Zheng"

A crisp sound sounded like a bell chime, and Meng Yuan's finger popped out with the force of a broken golden finger hit the side of the tip of the hidden blade in the opponent's sleeve. The power of this finger was so great that it shook the opponent's entire right hand into the air.

Like mountains and flowing water, Meng Yuan's forearm suddenly fell like a boneless, leaned forward flat, and pointed straight at the opponent's armpit.

"Stay, Mr. is so skilled, why bother with a girl."

When the sound arrived, behind the young man in Tsing Yi, a young man with a lazy smile on his face suddenly said, his left hand stretched forward, and he grabbed the young man in Tsing Yi and took a step to the side, it was this step that made the finger pointed out by Meng Yuan deviate from the part.

Also at the moment when this person stretched out his hand, the time between the three of them seemed to be distorted and stretched, Meng Yuan's face changed suddenly, and the five fingers of his right hand stretched out together, slanting upward, as if he had cut something.

"The Golden Crow Knife Finale --------- the Golden Crow is a flash!"

In Mengyuan's Golden Black Knife Technique, the most magical and fastest sword!

This is also a hand knife that seems to distort time and space, and it meets a hidden weapon shot by the other party in an instant, but it is like a powerful magnet, firmly absorbing it.

It was a flying knife, the knife was three inches and seven minutes long, just made of ordinary steel, but as soon as Meng Yuan saw this flying knife, his expression suddenly became solemn, and then, a fierce and incomparable qi emanated from the flying knife he was holding in his hand, shining towards the other party like a big net, and the radius around him was like a freezing rain, and the cold and piercing breath intertwined a fish scale-like air wave in the air, which was exactly the starting style of his golden black knife technique--------- Qi Sea knife wave

The young man's gaze suddenly became as sharp as that of a falcon, and his right hand was bent up, and between his two fingers, there was a cold light flickering.

The atmosphere froze all at once, and the six eyes clinked together.

"Brother Meng, what are you doing?" Perhaps it was because he noticed something strange here, and Vance's voice was heard in the distance.

"Don't come here." Unexpectedly, Vance and others actually appeared at this time, and Meng Yuan hurriedly said loudly.

A playful smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man in Tsing Yi, and he didn't see him make a gesture, and the figure flashed, and he had already swept towards Vance.

"Brother Yan, strong enemy, beware." Meng Yuan shouted loudly, but he confronted the young man, not daring to move, but the flying knife in his hand was flashing with an incomparable edge.

In the dim night, I saw a little sword light, and a wisp of sword light suddenly lit up, like a starlight and moonlight. At the same time, the young man's wrist flipped over, and the previous feeling of distorting time and space reappeared in Meng Yuan's heart.

"Ding!"

The flying knife in his hand flashed, like a spark blooming in the air, and a trace of sparks appeared, and someone came to shoot with a knife, but he did not stop at all, turned around and flew away.

"Want to go?"

Meng Yuan sneered and took another step forward, only to see a flying knife appear again in the other party's hand.

"Hell."

Meng Yuan sighed, and had to stop continuing to catch up, although his martial arts were above the other party, but the other party's flying knife represented a myth in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

That's Xiao Li Flying Knife, known as the Xiao Li Flying Knife, the world's first Xiao Li Flying Knife!

Although I don't know if the other party's flying knife was learned from Li Xunhuan or Ye Kai, or other people, but Xiao Li's flying knife is Xiao Li's flying knife, as long as the flying knife is in hand, no one can ignore it, just because those who dare to ignore it have become dead.

Meng Yuan gritted his teeth, and waved his left hand out in the air, making a muffled sound in the air like a cracked silk.

"Splitting the Empty Palm"

The other party turned sideways, and on his left hand, which had not moved, there was a short sword at some point, it was a very simple sword, not even a sword, it was an iron bar, there was no blade, no sword, not even a hilt, only two pieces of cork nailed on both sides, which was considered a sword hilt.

He stabbed out with a sword against Meng Yuan's palm power, it was so simple to stab out of thin air, Meng Yuan's sharp palm power was like being poked into a hole, it was still sharp, but it was less powerful, just whistling past him.

The young man dissolved Meng Yuan's palm, and his originally indifferent face was already a little timid at this time, and he didn't want to entangle with Meng Yuan anymore, so he immediately laughed loudly:

"Little boy, you owe me a favor."

The sound was still in his ears, and the young man had turned into a wisp of light smoke and rushed into the big tent.

The place where the man in Tsing Yi who was called Xiao Gongzi suddenly lit up, and a wheel of light turned into sword qi suddenly slashed down towards him, and the wrist of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly flipped up, and a long knife like snow cut out a rainbow of light.

"Little boy? That knife ------- ......"

"Brother Yan, beware of the treasure knife."

The name of a peerless famous knife suddenly flashed in Meng Yuan's heart, and between gritting his teeth, his body shook, and he suddenly pounced on the opponent's back, and slashed out with a splitting palm.

I only heard a soft sound from the ground, and the light wheel that Yan Chunlei's sword move turned into was actually cut open by this long knife, Yan Chunlei bowed his head violently, and the blade slashed through the air, cutting off half of his bun.

The man in Tsing Yi was about to continue to shoot, but Meng Yuan's speed was a few points faster than he imagined, and the thunderous palm wind behind him clearly told him what kind of power this palm contained.

"No, the purpose of this palm is not to hurt people, but to save people and block the enemy." The man in Tsing Yi is a very clever character, and in the blink of an eye, he has already understood the intention of Mengyuan's palm.

If he continued to attack Yan Chunlei, he would inevitably be injured under this palm, and if he tried to dissolve this palm, the opponent could directly catch up with him.

"Ah Niu, help." The man in Tsing Yi suddenly screamed, and in a tearing sound, a big man who was two meters five or six tall rushed out of the tent, and his casserole-sized fist was smashed out together, facing Mengyuan.

At the same time, the man in Tsing Yi rushed to the crack that the giant man rushed out without hesitation.

"Evil animal, do you still want to go?"

In the midst of the deep shouting, the large tent in the oblique stab parted as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade, and an old man dressed in sackcloth with a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Jute guest" Yan Pengju!

The two fingers of the old man's left hand stretched out, and in this harsh winter, a soft finger wind swept by, and a large curtain was like being cut by scissors, turning into dozens of strips of cloth, intertwined like a big net, and under the hood of the Tsing Yi people.

As soon as this trick came out, the people I saw it were a little like seeing the spring silkworm spinning silk and binding itself, and they couldn't lift their senses softly.

The man in Tsing Yi was also very good, and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the long knife in his hand turned into a knife wheel, and snatched it forward. The long knife in his hand was extremely sharp, and it was not enough to describe it if it was really nitpicking, but the old man Yan's use of finger power failed to block his breakthrough, and he cut several strips of cloth in a row and rushed out.

Old man Yan sighed lightly in his mouth, grabbed it casually, and there were a few more strips of cloth in his hand, and at the place where he waved, the strips of cloth intertwined with each other, becoming a cloth sword, he stepped forward half a step, and under the infusion of internal force, the sound of wind and thunder sounded in the cloth strip in his hand.  

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