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Dream Xingyun, the genius of Zhuang Mengge!

The killing power of this sword is aimed at the fangs, and it is extremely terrifying.

When Su Yu looked directly at this sword, it seemed like an invisible wind blowing in his face.

A kind of suffocating depression permeated Su Wei's heart, Meng Xingyun was very strong, and among the peers he had seen, Meng Xingyun was the strongest one.

Located in the sword momentum of Dream Xingyun, Su Yu is like a lonely boat in the wild waves, which can be subverted at any time.

However, at this moment, an incomparably terrifying aura permeated Su Luo's body, and this aura actually made Han Ruotian and the others on the side feel a sense of shortness of breath.

Su Fu's gaze became extremely sharp at this moment, the corners of his mouth even flashed a mysterious arc, his body was as tall as a sword, and there was a faint momentum of sharp edge: "I hate this feeling!"

"The feeling of being calculated, what does the grudge between your dreams and fangs have to do with me!"

"But I want to get involved with Lao Tzu!"

Under the gaze of dozens of stunned gazes, Su Yu took a step, his steps were extremely firm, and the muscles in his whole body were tense all the time.

The iron sword was unsheathed, Su Wei held the sword in his right hand and pointed at Meng Xingyun from afar, walking like flying, every time he took a step, the momentum on Su Luo's body was stronger, and in Nalan Zi's incredible gaze, Su Wei directly met the sword of Meng Xingyun.

An eightfold martial artist who entered the Dao made a move against a strong man who entered the Ninth Realm, or even a half-step condensation of qi and stored zài?

Is this an egg hitting a stone, and a mantis arm blocking the car?

Even the fangs, the slightly gloomy face was a little stunned, he originally thought that this defeat would retreat.

The starting sword style of Su defeated, the unpretentious sword style made Jiang Jian and the others shake their heads secretly, and the unpopular sword style can shake the dream of Xingyun.

Whether it is a sword style or a cultivation, with such a gap between the two, can he block the sword of a strong person like Meng Xingyun?

Zhuang Mengge's disciple sneered secretly, he was really ignorant and fearless, hadn't this disciple of Langya Sect heard of Senior Brother Meng's reputation?

"Ke Ling's substitute for the dead ghost!" Seeing that Su was defeated and did not retreat but drew his sword, the corners of Meng Xingyun's mouth flashed with a demonic smile, but his fierce gaze did not fall on the poisonous fangs in the distance.

Only the poisonous fangs can attract my attention, as my opponent, Meng Xingyun said secretly in his heart, but at this moment, the moment the sword weapon in Su Ying's hand was raised to the highest point, the sword momentum accumulated together completely exploded at this moment, and the momentum of the grandmaster realm of splitting mountains and breaking mountains was vividly reflected at this moment, this sudden change made Meng Xingyun's face change slightly, and suddenly gave birth to a strange feeling, this feeling was as if he had incarnated into a mountain, and a groundbreaking axe fell into the sky.

"This sword style has reached the realm of the grandmaster!" In the midst of the lightning and flint, Meng Xingyun only felt that a figure was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and in the end, only this sword like splitting mountains and breaking mountains remained.

Whether it was Fangfang, Jiang Jian and the others, they were all holding their breath at the moment and watching this scene intently.

The sharp blades of the sword were connected, and the deafening sonorous sound was incessant.

The two staggered figures retreated towards the rear almost simultaneously, and a series of sparks flew up between them.

Bang bang! Su Defeat staggered back and took five steps, while Dream Xingyun retreated two steps.

"His cultivation is definitely not the ninefold entry path, the strength of the ninefold entry path is not so terrifying, half-step condensation, this guy is also a half-step condensation of qi!"

At the same time, Meng Xingyun set off a big wave in his heart, looking down at the footprints on the ground, he still had an unbelievable feeling that in the head-on confrontation, he was actually forced back two steps by a martial artist who had entered the Dao Eightfold.

This is undoubtedly a great shame for him who is arrogant, if he abandons the green shirt to repel him, but it is this martial artist who has entered the eightfold path.

The sonorous body gradually dispersed, but the swaying forest sea was audible, and the splashed sparks fell on the dead leaves all over the ground, and instantly ignited clusters of flames.

It's just that under the breath of Su Yu and Meng Xingyun, this cluster of flames was suppressed, and the fire of the prairie was not formed.

The eightfold peak of the Dao and the half-step condensation of qi, this was an insurmountable moat, but it was broken by Su Yu's simple and unpretentious sword.

Looking at this scene blankly, Nalan Zi and Han Ruotian had forgotten to breathe and think, for the past few days, they originally thought that they had thoroughly understood Su Yu's strength, but now this scene told them how ignorant this idea was.

"He's hiding too deeply!" Han Ruotian felt a little bitter in his heart, Su was defeated in his eyes at this moment, just like a group of peaks, he originally thought that he could see the end of the peaks, but his vision was only covered by the higher peaks, and he couldn't see the peaks behind him.

"If you can use it for your senior brother, you will be like a tiger, and if you can't use it, you will become a great enemy!" Fang's eyes were a little cold, and the scene in front of him was obviously beyond his expectations, originally he just wanted to use Meng Xingyun to teach Su Wei a lesson and let him restrain himself, but unexpectedly, the development of things was far beyond his imagination.

The feelings of the people are different, and these are all seen by Su Luo, but at this moment, Su Luo's eyes are becoming more and more calm, and he is like an outsider, quietly looking at this scene.

"The sword style of the Grandmaster realm, even if you abandon the green shirt, you can't do this step!" Meng Xingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, although the scene in front of him made him lose face, but a smile appeared on his face: "You are very good, with your strength, you are by no means an ordinary person in the Langya Sect! My sword will never be stained with the blood of unknown people, tell me, what is your name!" In the end, Meng Xingyun's tone carried an undoubted fierceness, just like the long sword with cold light in his hand, aggressive.

"It just so happens that I am a nameless general in the Langya Sect!" Su Yu said lightly, his right hand shook slightly, and the numbness on his right arm was dissolved, and his whole eyes instantly became sharp again, although the mountain-breaking sword style of the Grandmaster realm was terrifying, but it did not show his own strength, and at the same time, Su Yu also knew that although Meng Lingyun's previous sword was terrifying, it was not his full strength.

Being watched by Su Luo's calm gaze, Meng Lingyun picked up slightly in his heart, "I don't kill unknown people under Meng Lingyun's sword, who are you?"

"Is my identity important?Or, what are you afraid of!" The corners of Su Yu's mouth slowly hooked an arc, he knew what Meng Lingyun was afraid of, although in the blood refining space, it was possible to slaughter the disciples of any sect, but among the disciples of the sect who participated in this blood refining, there were still some people with heavy backgrounds, and often these disciples were rarely provoked, after all, even if they killed these disciples, it would cause retaliation from the forces behind them.

And Su Defeat, with the cultivation of the eightfold path of entering the Dao, shook him Meng Lingyun, and Meng Lingyun had to doubt Su Defeat's background.

was broken by Su Defeat's words, and the smile on Meng Lingyun's face was even stronger: "You are very confident, but if you have too much self-confidence, you will become conceited, and conceit often requires a price!"

"Just now, you shouldn't have drawn your sword, but stepped back!"

"You should even confess your identity, if I am afraid!"

"This can save your life, but unfortunately, you have missed the opportunity one after another!" Meng Xingyun smiled, and a thunderous rumble suddenly sounded in his body that had been silent for a long time, and his breath soared, and at this moment, Meng Xingyun was like a terrifying demon beast lurking in the forest sea, showing a terrifying aura in every move, this is the horror of half-step condensation.

In the distance, Jiang Jian and the others retreated a few steps backwards, but the poisonous fang's body did not move at all, and he was also a half-step condensation of qi.

"Shouldn't I use the sword?" Facing the terrifying aura of Meng Xingyun, Su Wei's face was calm, his breathing was even, and his sharp edge was reflected in his clear eyes, "Although I have not stepped into the martial arts for a short time, I also know that as a swordsman, I should rather not bend, I should not bend, and I should have a fearless heart, heh, the road of martial arts is full of thorns, and ordinary people are afraid to step, as a swordsman, you should use the sword in your hand to overcome thorns and thorns, and move forward bravely!"

"You dream of Xingyun, you are not qualified to let me retreat!" Su Ying's voice was extremely loud, loud, deafening, and even more sharp, pointing directly at the hearts of Meng Xingyun and others.

Nalan Zi, Han Ruotian and the others looked at this scene in a daze, motionless like a stone sculpture, but their hearts were shocked, is this still the cowardly Su defeat in the past?

"Swordsman, Ying Ning can't bend!" Meng Xingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his emaciated face was cold: "Everything is easy to break, and it is done knowing that it cannot be done, it is for great foolishness, not fearlessness!"

Meng Xingyun's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, the essence flashed, and his body swooped towards Su Yu like a cheetah, and his sonorous body rose from the ground, and the snow light brought up a heavy sword shadow, this sword, Meng Xingyun spared no effort, like a raging roar.

"A terrible sword!" Poison Fang's heart was shocked, his face changed slightly, he knew that this sword style was called the Wild Waves Shocking Style, and it was one of the strongest sword styles of Meng Xingyun.

As if in the stormy waves, Su Su's face was not wavering, for this sword, he also knew the horror of it, the power of half-step condensation was really domineering, but Su Su's dark eyes did not have any panic, the corners of his lips slowly raised a treacherous arc, and his whole face instantly became evil and awe-inspiring: "This, I agree, those who are too rigid are easy to break, only the combination of rigidity and softness, can dominate the world!"

Just when everyone thought that Su Defeat was going to fight back, in order to prove his fearless heart, Su Defeat retreated, his body was light, and the seemingly chaotic steps quickly alternated, like a wisp of fresh wind, drifting towards Nalan Zi and others, in the stunned gaze of Poison Fang and others, Su Defeat staggered by, and at the same time, a laugh full of sarcasm flashed in the ears of Poison Fang and Nalan Zi and others: "Calculating Lao Tzu has to pay the price!"

Before the words fell, Su Yu's figure appeared behind Nalan Zi and the others, this ghostly speed made people's hearts palpitate, but a bright sword light followed closely behind, appearing in front of Nalan Zi and the others.

With a pale face, Nalan Zi stared blankly at the sword in front of him, and his whole mind was blank......

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