As soon as Li Muyi's last word 'Shang' came out, the long sword in his hand was also sharpened out again with a sword.

The sword light flickered, the brilliance was brilliant, dazzling, and the eyebrows of the flying thorn stone pan!

The fat man Shi Pan's pupils looked at this extremely stunning sword light, his pupils couldn't help but constrict, and then regardless of the wound on his hand, he turned his palm into a knife again and greeted him.

Chapter One Hundred and One

The sword light and sword shadow bloomed again in this dense forest.

Wang Meng finally spat out the last mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. The young master is habitual, at this time Wang Meng wanted to scold Li Muyi's mother, but the sound of killing and fighting came from his ears again. Raising his eyes, sure enough, Li Muyi fought with the fat man again.

"It's all fierce people......" Wang Meng only saw two figures coming and going, and the sword qi and sword qi kept colliding, and he could only be speechless again and again.

He quickly took out a bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill from it and stuffed it into his mouth, and then he felt that the internal injuries he had suffered began to improve. This is the medicine that Pei Hongyue thought he had gone mad in the morning, and it was produced by the sword pool, and any injury could be treated, but it was very rare, and there were still two left in the bottle at this time.

After taking the medicine and turning the power into the five organs of the lungs and the five organs, Wang Meng suddenly felt much better, stood up, and stepped back again. His eyes glanced at the battle situation of the two people, and at this time, Li Muyi actually fought with the fat man.

Cut, it's not good for a long time. It is estimated that it has only been long since he entered the innate state, and the internal qi in his body has only been transformed into true qi a little. Li Muyi's internal skills and swordsmanship are considered to be the top in the sword pool, and his internal strength is comparable to that of a master who has been famous for decades in the rivers and lakes. Although it is not innate, use internal qi to carry the true qi. But the fat man's true qi is not much, and after a series of fights just now, it is estimated that it has been consumed almost at this time. This situation has entered Li Muyi's rhythm, and the next thing is to see the truth under his hands.

Young Master Wang relieved his heart and raised his eyes again. What do you look up to? Of course, it is the luck group of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old honest young man named Zhang Wunian. The reason why Wang Meng was able to track down this fat man Shi Pan was because the luck group of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old honest young man was too big and obvious, and he could only be said to be angry!

And just now, Young Master Wang could predict that this fat man Shi Pan was ambushing in front, and it was also because the luck group of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old honest young man stopped in one place. Wang Meng and Li Muyi chased all the way without concealing their deeds at all, of course, they would be discovered by the fat man Shi Pan of the innate rank.

And the fat man Shi Pan came suddenly, also because the distance was close, and Young Master Wang saw the small air luck group hidden under the super atmospheric group, which was the fat man Shi Pan's.

Not to mention, Wang Meng only felt that his two tricks were particularly powerful today, although the time of 'manifestation' was intermittent, but every time 'manifestation' happened to be at a critical moment.

Just when Young Master Wang was proud, he suddenly felt something wrong, because he found that the luck group of the honest young man of thirteen or fourteen years old in front of him actually began to move again. The fat man Shi Pan dared to come and raid the two, presumably he also put a means on the simple young man of thirteen or fourteen. But why, now that thirteen or fourteen-year-old honest boy can get rid of the ban?

Wang Meng wanted to chase after him, but the battle over there was not over yet. Young Master Wang still needs to sweep the array for Li Mu...... (I think that standing on the side is a sweep.) ）.

Wang Meng's heart was very anxious, and he was so anxious that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "Hey, that fat man!

In the battle circle, the fat man Shi Pan became more and more frightened, where did this white-clothed swordsman come from, and he actually fought a draw with himself in the realm of the day after tomorrow. And he doesn't have a weapon now, he just uses a pair of meat palms to turn into a knife technique, which is a great loss, and after a hundred moves, his true qi is exhausted, and he may be ......

The fat man Shi Pan didn't dare to think about it anymore, his kung fu became more and more powerful, but he began to panic in his heart.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a shout from the side.

What? Wasn't that young man unconscious? How could he have escaped? Ever since the fat man Shi Pan caught the honest thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy named Zhang Wunian, the young man had been in a coma. At this time, he thought that he could quickly get rid of the stalker, but he did not continue to ban the sleeping boy.

Originally, this fat man Shi Pan was a little panicked, but when he heard Wang Meng shouting next to him, he was even more panicked, and his head unconsciously wanted to turn back, wanting to take a look.

Two opponents of equal strength made a move, and in the end, they fought with their hearts, and at this time, this fat man Shi Pan showed panic first, which undoubtedly gave Li Muyi a chance.

Li Muyi's long and narrow eyes flashed in a flash, and he grabbed a little flaw in this fat man Shi Pan, only to see Li Mu shake his hand, and the long sword was deflected, stabbing the fat man Shi Pan's shoulder.

The long sword broke through the sky, and the brilliant light immediately filled the forest, and the streamer seemed to contain countless sword changes. Li Muyi's long sword is as straight as the flying sword of an immortal in this infinite change, shining brightly and brightly!

Poof!

"Ah!" The fat man Shi Pan screamed and shook Siye, only to see that he burst out the little true qi left in his body, blowing up Li Muyi, and he covered his right shoulder with his left hand. But, no matter how much he tried to cover it, he couldn't hide the blood that spurted out like a fountain.

Li Mu stood on the spot with a long sword in his hand, only to see that he was breathing slightly, thinking that this battle also consumed most of his internal energy.

"Oh, is it finally solved?" Wang Meng turned his head and saw that the fat man Shi Pan was pierced through the shoulder by Li Muyi's sword.

Young Master Wang was about to stroke his palm and praise his swordsman, but he saw in his eyes that the fat man Shi Pan's luck group had changed. That fat man Shi Pan's luck group is at most the size of a basin. At this time, when he was seriously injured, his qi luck group actually divided into a cup-sized qi luck group. The separated group of luck went straight to the sky......

When Wang Meng saw this scene, he was very puzzled, what kind of routine is this? Between guesses, Wang Meng subconsciously raised his hand and waved at the separated luck group. When he landed, the luck that was about to disappear in mid-air suddenly condensed, and then floated towards Wang Meng.

Wang Meng saw that the luck group came to the top of his head in a flash, and then disappeared.

Is this a merge into your own luck?

Suddenly, he remembered the mantra he had practiced in his dreams every night, and at that moment Wang Meng sat down cross-legged and performed his exercises. In the exercise of closing his eyes, Wang Meng realized that the qi luck group was on his body, and the qi luck group was composed of a little fluorescence, which was constantly melting into himself.

Wang Meng immediately had a flash of inspiration and devoted himself to cultivation.