Zhu Meng shouted, waved his palms continuously, his palms were like a mountain, and the ten Yan King sword qi were vertical and horizontal, wrapped in fierce flames, and roared out, sealing Cheng Qingyun's three zhang square area around him in an instant!

As soon as he made a move, Cheng Qingyun had no room to dodge at all, so he could only fight hard! Every place was sealed by a knife net composed of vertical and horizontal sword qi!

Cheng Qingyun's hand holding the scabbard moved slightly, and the long sword flew out, as fast as a green dragon, fluttering and fluttering, and each sword was so wonderful that it blocked the sword qi of the Yan King that shot out!

The long sword flew in the air, completely by his Golden Imperial Qi Volley Envoy, and was hit by the domineering Yan King's sword qi, and the sword body trembled sharply, emitting a buzzing sound!

Zhu Meng's ten sword qi was split, and the ground was cut by the sword wind and sword qi, drawing traces one after another, up to half an inch deep!

Thousands of islanders around, seeing the two fighting, the power is so huge, they can't help but cheer loudly.

Zhu Meng's move was fruitless, he jumped up, his palms opened and closed, and every Yan King's sword qi was as powerful as an overlord, slashing Cheng Qingyun's sword blade. The blade of the sword seems to have been tempered a thousand times, and it is beginning to turn red.

Linghua Kendo is mainly light and fast. But from the very beginning, Zhu Meng didn't plan to fight with him for martial arts and flashing and moving skills, but fought hard with him with a strong and fierce imperial qi, so that he had to take every knife from him!

Although the sword's long sword is a volley envoy, it is not directly held in the palm of the hand after all, and in terms of strength, it is naturally far inferior to Zhu Meng's invisible sword qi. If Linghua Kendo takes a defensive position, its power will be greatly reduced. Previously, he was still flying around Cheng Qingyun's body, Xu Fangyuan, but he was forced by Zhu Meng step by step, shrinking more and more, and now he is only flying within a three-foot radius around his body.

Cheng Qingyun still couldn't see a trace of change in his expression on his face, and his ten fingers were focused on plucking, like dancing strings, and one after another as thin as hair, weaving a net between his palms, giving the sword to the volley envoy like a living thing, blocking Zhu Meng's Yanwang sword qi!

Murong Qing's beautiful eyes were full of concern and anxiety, seeing that Cheng Qingyun had changed from a three-point offensive and a seven-point defensive position to a very defensive position now, he was obviously at a disadvantage, so he couldn't help but be anxious, stomped his feet, bit his little lip, and asked, "Dad, mother, what should I do?" Qingyun is about to be unable to stop it......

Murong Longyuan smiled silently. Ji Susu seemed to be a little uneasy, as if she didn't care about the drama in front of her, and was asked twice by her daughter, but she didn't answer.

The crowd of onlookers began to discuss.

"I thought Cheng Qingyun was really the number one master among the younger generation, but it turned out to be a false appearance......

"It's no wonder that the name was too big before, and he was inadvertently injured by Su Xingchen, but now it's Zhu Meng's world......"

"Not necessarily...... Zhu Meng's momentum is too fierce now, as his name suggests, he consumes too much imperial energy, and it is not suitable to fight for a long time...... You see that although Cheng Qingyun is on the defensive, he still hasn't shown defeat......"

"Fart, all hung and beaten, and still haven't shown defeat?"

The Flame Ancestor sat firmly like a mountain, his face was full of ** before, but at this time, he was also attracted by the tense battle situation, and his expression became focused.

Zhu roared violently, jumped up, and was in mid-air, the Yan King's sword qi suddenly slashed down, and he slashed down five times in a row, each of which was slashed on the blade!

Cheng Qingyun's long sword was broken into two!

Zhu Meng's Yanwang sword qi tends to go straight in. Cheng Qingyun suddenly turned his wrist, and the golden imperial qi in his palms condensed into a phantom between his ten fingers, and suddenly caught the two slashing Yan King sword qi!

The traces of flames that were stretched into a line in the air seemed to be squeezed by two forces, and they began to bend and deform! Zhu Meng pulled out his strength, and the invisible sword qi seemed to be embedded in the opponent's palm, and he couldn't break free!

At this time, the two sides are already difficult to ride the tiger, and they have formed a situation where they are fighting purely with imperial qi.

Zhu Meng's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the fire qi continued the invisible sword qi, surging down. The first line of sword qi in the air, the flames rose sharply in an instant, like a desolate demon beast, opened the flame giant kiss, and devoured Cheng Qingyun!

Cheng Qingyun's face was illuminated by the flames turned blood-red! He was still motionless, his still qi condensed, and when the flame demon shadow infused by the sword qi rushed to a distance of one foot in front of his face, he plucked up his imperial qi and violently pushed it back. As if it had been cut off in the middle of the road, the flame demon shadow suddenly stopped, making a hurried sound of hula.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim. If you were only afraid for half a moment just now, the flames would be like a fire dragon, engulfing Cheng Qingyun and burning to ashes!

The two of them each summoned up the imperial qi of ascetic cultivation in their lives, forming a stalemate. The golden imperial qi formed a cone-shaped shield that protected Cheng Qingyun's face, while the demonic fire imperial qi was like a fire dragon with teeth and claws, violently devouring the cone-shaped shield, melting it little by little!

Fire can overcome gold, although the cultivation of the two is comparable, but the fire and qi do have the ability to restrain the gold and the qi. The shield formed by the golden imperial qi, under the scorching flames, seemed to melt, gradually shrinking, and you could almost hear the sound of Zizi, which was terrifying!

Cheng Qingyun remained silent, tightly protecting his face, and seemed to retreat step by step. Zhu Meng's face was as red as blood, and his bewitching fire hair was like a red sail that had eaten the wind, floating towards the sky! Everyone could see that Zhu Meng had destroyed the fire to the extreme!

Suddenly, Cheng Qingyun's two palms that were originally holding the frozen Yan King Sword actually withdrew one! With only one palm, he stubbornly held the Yan King Sword Qi and blocked the Heavenly Fire Shadow!

His hand holding the Yan King's sword qi was gradually trembling, and the conical fire imperial qi shield seemed to be a little unbearable, and it was melting and shrinking at an accelerated pace! However, his other hand was completely empty, and he only made a move towards the ground, and the two severed sword bodies scattered on the ground were attracted by the golden imperial qi, and flew up in the air, and as soon as he turned in the air, he stabbed Zhu Meng in the back!

Although Zhu Meng couldn't look back, when he saw his movements, he had already guessed his actions. But at the moment, the two Yan King sword qi were all caught by the other party, and he couldn't get out in a hurry, if he forcibly pulled it out, the Yan King sword qi might come back and seriously hurt himself!

He hurriedly urged the fire and qi to destroy the opponent's golden qi shield before the two severed swords stabbed him, but in a hurry, although Cheng Qingyun's protective shield continued to shrink, it still showed no signs of being destroyed, but showed a strong tenacity!

Seeing that the sword was far from Zhu Meng's back, but Zhu Meng still couldn't break the other party's protective air shield!

The Flame Ancestor rose up, full of red hair, shocked and angry. At this time, if so, Zhu Meng has no way to retreat, so he can only admit defeat and surrender!

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