Chapter 111: The Great Battle of Vientiane Cave!
The Nine Caves represent the backbone of the disciples of the outer sect of the entire Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, all of them are disciples with outstanding talents and proud talents, they have arrogance and self-confidence, they are different from other peaks, they are absorbed into the Nine Caves at the beginning, or they are absorbed when they show amazing potential.
Therefore, in their hearts, they look down on the disciples of the other eighteen peaks from the bottom of their hearts, this is not innate, but they have acquired it through hard work, and they have this qualification.
However, now, all the disciples of the six caves in the first group were swept away by Zhou Meng's provocative gaze, and all of them were surging with rumbling battle intent, and some disciples with strong hearts couldn't help it, not to mention those who were fragile in their hearts, their eyes were already like fire, and the anger in their hearts was rolling.
"Vientiane Cave, challenge Dragon and Tiger Peak, start now!"
As Fanchen's voice fell, this disciple in the Vientiane Cave who had cultivated Li Longming at the beginning, slowly stepped out of the ten people, looked up at Zhou Meng, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to have the momentum of ten thousand swords.
These ten people, all of them have about 8,000 elephant powers, and all of them have opened more than 200 bones, and they belong to the extremely strong existence in the Vientiane Cave, and it seems that they have the intention to make Zhou Meng ugly.
The disciples of Dragon and Tiger Peak, their eyes are full of excitement, the Vientiane Cave in the Nine Caves, if the Dragon and Tiger Peak in the past met the disciples of the Nine Caves during the competition, all of them were defeated miserably, today there is Zhou Meng, I am afraid that the result of the cycle of many years, there will be a big change!
"Senior Brother Zhou Meng, come on!"
The disciples of Dragon and Tiger Peak suddenly shouted in unison, the sound was like rolling muffled thunder, and it exploded, Zhou Meng smiled slowly, and then took a deep breath, these ten people had a hint of threat to him, but if they wanted to defeat themselves, they were far behind.
Wow, ten people, all of them are masters of using swords, and on the body of a long sword, the sword light bursts out, and the cold light shines, making the whole ring seem to be a world of swords, which is fierce and compelling.
The cultivation of these ten people is extremely high, and all of them are sword cultivators, and when they join forces, even if they are ordinary Great Perfection elephant powerhouses, I am afraid they will not be able to parry, so all the disciples of the Vientiane Palace are sneering, yes, Zhou Mengqiang, they admit it, but after all, they will still lose in the hands of their own palace.
However, Zhou Meng laughed, laughing, laughing so much that the ten Vientiane Palace disciples were a little confused, using sword masters? If they were all bare-handed, they might be able to cause some trouble to themselves, but now?
Hum, the Sorrowful Knife was held in his hand, Zhou Meng's face was instantly solemn, and the Sorrowful Knife in his hand released a terrifying sword might, and it slammed towards the ten people, and the subtle-level knife intent was vividly displayed at this moment.
"Sword, sword is a natural enemy, the ten people of the Vientiane Palace don't even have an entry-level sword intent, in front of this powerful natural enemy, they don't have the qualifications for a sword at all, and the ten of them are defeated. Fan Chen's eyes were so vicious, he shook his head, his heart was already a foregone conclusion, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhou Meng.
"Zhou Meng, your victory is over!"
One of the disciples said slowly, and then the ten figures suddenly erupted in an instant, and their feet stepped on the ground, which actually caused cracks in the ring to produce cracks, which made people look shocking.
Wow, a long sword waved, the sword light was like a dazzling firework, it bloomed in an instant, surging towards Zhou Meng, among these ten kinds of sword intent, there is a heroic and righteous gentleman's sword, there is a thunder raid speed sword, there is a furious and incomparably fiery sword, there is a soft and tender sword, or rigid, or yin, or bright, or dark.
Ten swords came to Zhou Meng's side in an instant, and countless sword lights poured down like a downpour, but Zhou Meng, who was surrounded, just smiled coldly.
It's too late, it's fast, the long knife in his hand was quietly raised, and a sword light rushed out frantically, facing the menacing sword light, Zhou Meng's knife only had infinite rage.
Boom, swords collided, and the sword light that surrounded Zhou Meng shattered in an instant among the shocked eyes of the ten disciples of the Vientiane Palace, and fell to the ground.
"Haha, come on, if you want to fight, you can fight!" Zhou Meng laughed, his hair suddenly raised, revealing his not very handsome face, and there was a heat in his eyes.
Boom, Zhou Meng's knife pointed to the ground, and his figure swept out, the single knife in his hand swung suddenly, and a disciple in front of him was frightened and used his sword to block, but he saw the sword light directly shattering his long sword, and then he found that his chest was cold, and his consciousness slowly disappeared.
Whoosh, this disciple's figure was directly rescued by Fan Chen, Zhou Meng did not stop, facing the ten disciples who surrounded him, he was not afraid at all, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, the long knife in his hand seemed to be alive, with the surname Ling, it was extremely tricky, and the long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Vienna Palace was smashed with one sword, and he was seriously injured directly.
Wow, boom, the sword light is like a phantom, Zhou Mengren is even more like a thunderbolt, when he flashed, the long knife in his hand was raised, and one person fell, and in just a few minutes, on the ring, ten disciples of the Vientiane Palace all failed.
"Vientiane Palace, the second set of challenges begins. ”
At the beginning of the second group of challenges in Vientiane Palace, ten more people came to the stage, but these ten people were slightly lower than the ten people in the first group, but they were still good in cultivation, but for Zhou Meng, it was all a result.
Fail!
Zhou Meng didn't use any knife technique at all, and he didn't use the Seven Broken Fist at all, with a single knife, it seemed like an undefeated god of war, and all the disciples of the Vientiane Palace who went to the ring in groups were defeated.
Group 3, Group 4...... The ninth group, except for the ninth group, which made Zhou Meng a little useless, the other disciples all had no obstacle and fell directly to the ground.
The other disciples of the Five Caves, their eyes gradually changed, this Zhou Meng, could it be true that he is not a human being? Hasn't he consumed his own strength? Two hundred strong men, but why is he fighting until now, his face is still as usual, he does not breathe, he is not anxious.
The tenth group, led by Feng Man, the first strong man in the Vientiane Cave, is extremely powerful, it can be called a humanoid monster, its strength is enough to be comparable to the strength of the Great Perfection Elephant, and it is extremely terrifying, and the other nine people are all strong people of the Great Perfection, all of whom are geniuses with more than 8,000 elephants.
Pressure, Zhou Meng finally felt the pressure, seeing that the body was strong, and there were green tendons bursting out of his arms, but Zhou Meng grinned, his physique was strong? Maybe in front of him, his physique was a little weaker.
There are ten powerhouses in the Great Perfection Realm, and the pressure alone would have been moved by others, but Zhou Meng, except for a trace of solemnity in his eyes, there was no other change.
"The tenth group of Vientiane Palace, the challenge begins!"
Boom, as soon as the words fell, Feng Man's body suddenly erupted, and when his footsteps moved, the entire ring was shaking, and he waved his arms, bringing out a whistling wind, which was extremely fierce.
Woo, a strange sound sounded, Zhou Meng's face changed suddenly, such a strong physique, sure enough, the screaming knife in his hand instantly entered the beard ring, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the lightning and flint burst out.
Boom, a dull sound, burst out from the fists of the two, the brutal body retreated again and again, his face was not shocked, there was no fear, but there was a touch of war intent, a touch of fanaticism.
Crunch, when retreating to the other nine people, Feng Man finally stopped his body, and the nine strong men, one by one, had awe-inspiring faces, and Zhou Meng, who was so strong, made them feel pressured.
And Zhou Meng couldn't help but take three steps back, but he took three steps tightly, and when he looked at Feng Man again, it was a lot more interesting, this guy's physique, if he broke through to the two dragon elephants, he might really be able to fight with himself.
"Let's fight together!"
Feng Man laughed, no one in his group used weapons, all of them were barehanded, but they played a stimulating feeling.
"Fight, come on!"
Zhou Meng is also in the heart of the raging war, that kind of physical attack is more exciting and comfortable than using a weapon.
Boom, the eleven people fought together in an instant, and a monstrous wave of qi centered on the eleven people suddenly dispersed, and a dull sound made the eyelids of everyone below can't help but beat.
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