Chapter 684: It's another instant kill

Old man Ouyang's face was also blue and red for a while, this is much more embarrassing than directly slapping him twice, he is so optimistic about a junior who is touted, let alone resist the next move, he didn't even have the right move, so he just disappeared.

Listening to the words that came out of Ning Li's mouth, Old Man Ouyang's hand holding the chair burst out.

With a "click", Ouyang Jing selected a good chair handle, which was directly broken by Old Man Ouyang.

This sudden voice made the bigwigs of Tiandu who were sitting below them tremble.

The scene just happened so fast that they didn't even react to it until now.

"This ...... This little white face is so strong? ”

"Careless, Ning Li is in the realm of a sage, and the little white face she is looking for will naturally not be bad, it should be that Old Man Ouyang is boasting a little too much, and the strength of this junior in their family is actually not very good."

"It's better to keep your mouth shut, beware of the misfortune coming out of your mouth, just watch quietly, as long as it is Old Man Ouyang who wins in the end."

The soft whispers in the stands were naturally heard clearly by Old Man Ouyang, but he couldn't scold them directly, if he said that Ouyang Bing was a cultivator of the Great Sage Realm, wouldn't he be raising this little white face again.

At this point, Old Lady Ouyang not only lost an extremely good junior, but also had to grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and he had to say good things to Thorn with a little embarrassment.

Because of his own actions, Thorn's face was a little unbearable.

But Thorn waved his hand indifferently, and the death of a person from the Ouyang family was insignificant to him.

"You go and try his virtual reality, his strength should have reached the Tongshen Realm, otherwise he wouldn't have killed Ouyang Bing of the Great Sage Realm so easily."

Thorn whispered to the man sitting next to him, telling him to be careful not to underestimate his enemy.

The man nodded heavily and walked down the stands step by step, he didn't want to learn Ouyang Bing.

"You are very strong, you must have reached the realm of the gods."

"But it's a pity, because you met me."

This person sent by the Thorns is his henchman, and among the forces of their immortal lineage, he is known as invincible in the Divine Realm.

Because none of the Tongshen Realm enemies who fought with him could survive in his hands, and since his debut, none of them have been defeated.

"Meng Lang, please advise."

Wow!

Not only the stands on Old Lady Ouyang's side, but even Ning Li covered her mouth.

Even she had heard of Meng Lang's reputation, who would have thought that such a great god would come because of such a trivial matter in Tiandu.

In fact, it was not the Thorns who should go down to Old Lady Ouyang, but they had something to pass by, and they happened to be on the way, so they wanted to do things together, so it was the Thorns who brought people over.

"It's stable, it's really stable this time, Meng Lang's reputation is well-known in Great Xia."

"It seems that we are still very valued by them, otherwise we would not have sent such a master over, and we have a strong mind to win us over."

"When this competition is over, we have to perform well in front of the Ouyang family, and strive to completely defeat the Ning family and the Yan family within one day!"

Just when there was a lot of discussion on the stage, Meng Lang on the field looked stunned, and then shouted lowly.

I saw that Meng Lang, who was standing in place, suddenly became illusory, and it could not be said that it was illusory, it should be said that there were suddenly a lot more ghosts.

When Meng Lang began to move, afterimages appeared behind him.

Not long after, on the test stage of the entire martial arts arena, there were afterimages of Meng Lang everywhere, densely packed to make people dizzy, as for Lin Fan in the field, he had already been overwhelmed by these countless afterimages.

"It's your honor to die at my hands."

"Remember, my name is Meng Lang!"

In the main stand, Thorn had a faint smile on his face, and Meng Lang was very satisfied with his performance with all his strength as soon as he came up.

No matter what kind of person your opponent is, you have to fight with the spirit of 12 points.

"Kill!"

As Meng Lang shouted, the word "kill" also came out of the mouths of those remnants at the same time.

The sound rose to the sky, and every Meng Lang rushed towards Lin Fan, some of the afterimages were holding the law in their hands, and some of the afterimages directly used their fists, if this Meng Lang mastered enough spells, it would be okay, and fighting against him, wouldn't he be fighting against many Meng Lang at the same time.

But in the face of Meng Lang's famous stunts, Lin Fan standing in the field still had that breezy appearance.

"That's all you need for speed?"

At Meng Lang's body, Lin Fan's figure quietly appeared, followed by a joking voice.

Meng Lang, who was originally attacking Lin Fan, was taken aback, and looked at the middle of the test table, the little white face was there and did not move, so how could this voice be so close to him?

When Meng Lang turned his head to look behind him, he found that another little white face was looking at him with a smile and followed closely behind him.

Looking at the person in the field, and then at the person behind him, Meng Lang's heart turned upside down.

All he used was an afterimage, and most of those figures were broken, but they also had attack power.

But the two figures of this person are complete, although the person in the field has been facing away from him and has not made any movements, but Meng Lang knows very well in his heart that if he can do this, he is already stronger than him, and the person in the field must also have combat power.

"Trick up!"

Meng Lang suddenly shouted, and then the body quickly moved its position, as long as it was every afterimage here, Meng Lang could instantly change the position of the afterimage and the body, which was also the reason why he had no fear.

But in the next second, a joking voice sounded in his ears.

"I think you're the one who is making a fuss."

Lin Fan appeared behind Meng Lang himself again, his face full of mockery.

At this moment, Meng Lang was really panicked, this little white face was faster than him, and he could easily tell where his deity was, the stunt he relied on to become famous was broken in one shot, how could he win?

"Heavy."

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was standing in the middle of the test table, spat lightly.

Then, under everyone's gaze, those afterimages and Meng Lang's deity suddenly fell together and smashed directly on the test table.