In the shadows of the western corner of the Taishou Mansion of Yangguan, a pair of eyes are watching this battlefield.

Xiang Ming didn't intend to get involved in this matter, in fact, he didn't have the idea of making a move until now. His identity is special, and he came to Qin State with a special mission. Even if he has a love for Xue Ding and pity for Meng Juntong, but with the training and family education he received since childhood, he will definitely not be rash.

"Childe, the shadow guard has been set up. "There was no one in the darkness, but a low, muffled voice came out.

Xiang Ming nodded, his location was really the best angle to watch the battle, there was a shadow guard post here before, and a special door was used to monitor the Yangguan Taishou Mansion, but it was used by himself at this time.

"Childe, Cheng Hu and Lin Meng are all first-class masters, I'm afraid they can't rush out with Xue Ding and that girl alone. "Long Huang grew up with Xiang Ming since he was a child, he was Xiang Ming's close attendant brought out of the family, and now he is also the leader of the shadow guard in this Dragon Shadow Forbidden Army, and in the entire team, he is the only one who is qualified to talk to Xiang Ming face-to-face.

"It's hard to say now," Xiang Ming leaned against the wall: "Brother Xue's martial arts are high Cheng Hu, and it is not a big problem to defeat Cheng Hu within two hundred moves." ”

"But whether that girl can survive two hundred moves in Lin Meng's hands is very suspenseful. Long Huang said.

Indeed, it is true that Meng Juntong's skills are not bad, and he can squeeze into the master realm anyway, if he only encounters those shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Yangguan Taishou Mansion, it is definitely more than enough to deal with it, but now it is the four King Kongs who jump out.

In this speech, Meng Juntong has already exchanged more than ten hands with Lin Meng, but in these more than ten rounds, Meng Juntong's linen clothes have been soaked with sweat.

In Shaohua Dream City, there are not many people of the same age who have practiced martial arts since childhood, and most of them practice dream arts and some basic immortal spells.

Meng Juntong's father was influenced by his mother to learn martial arts, and Meng Juntong was influenced by his father to learn martial arts. In Shaohua City, with her martial arts, she was already an invincible female devil in the township, but now that she was facing Lin Meng, she found that her little skill was really not enough at the moment.

Lin Meng shot easily and indifferently, with two short blades, frequently swiping, every time he could force Meng Juntong to retreat and dodge, and the rhythm of the battle on the field was completely in his hands. Meng Juntong became a poor worm who could only dodge left and right, and was passively beaten.

"The skill is not weak, but this combat experience is too poor, if nothing else, if there are ten more moves, she will be completely defeated by Lin Meng. Long Huang said coldly in the dark, he had received the strictest martial arts training since he was a child, and he had martial arts insights and eyesight that ordinary people could not match.

In Long Huang's opinion, it is undeniable that Meng Juntong's swordsmanship is indeed proficient, and his skills are not weak, but this experience in fighting with people is too weak, not to mention Lin Meng, who fought with her face-to-face, even Long Huang, who was watching from a distance, can easily see through the flaws in her moves, how to fight such a battle, and in the end, he will inevitably be led into a dead end by the opponent step by step, and then blocked with one move.

Xiang Ming tilted his head and looked at the battlefield: "Theoretically speaking, this is true, but I always feel that this girl is not as simple as we see, maybe there are some surprises waiting for us in the future." ”

Long Huang is noncommittal, the training he has received since he was a child is all that, everything speaks with strength.

At least in his opinion, Meng Juntong is useless under Lin Meng's hands, and in terms of skill, Meng Juntong is more than one line behind Lin Meng, and in terms of combat experience, it is even more different.

On one side is a yellow-haired girl who has not dried up, on the other side is a flying thief who has been famous for many years, and has been a big King Kong for a few years in Yangguan Taishoufu, I don't know how many masters who secretly coveted Taishoufu, there is no comparison between the two at all.

To put it mildly, if it weren't for Lin Meng's still a little pity for the jade, or if he wanted to leave a living mouth for his little son, Meng Juntong would have been beaten down early in the morning and rubbed on the ground.

Meng Juntong in the battle was also aware of this problem, but she was still trying her best to support it, and she began to attack Lin Meng fiercely without reservation, and the sword moves she used were becoming more and more powerful.

Now is not the time to think about whether it will hurt people's lives, what you have to consider is whether you will lose your own life, it has not been two months in the human world, if you are here, I am afraid that I will not have the face to return to Shaohua Dream City if I die.

"Childe ......" Long Huang suddenly spoke, with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Have you seen that her swordsmanship ......!"

Xiang Ming's eyes were already straight at this time, of course he saw it, that kind of sword light, I am afraid that he will never forget it in his life.

Meng Juntong's sword speed continued to speed up, improve, speed up, and improve again.

Quietly, she didn't even notice that her sword style at the moment was completely different from the two swordsmanship she had performed before.

A firefly fluttered in the night sky, it was a sword light, an extremely fast sword music.

Lin Meng had already sensed that the situation was wrong, and immediately adjusted his offensive and defensive rhythm, looking for an opportunity to contain Meng Juntong again, but he was surprised to find that Meng Juntong's swordsmanship was actually dancing without leaking and splashing water. With such a superior figure, he couldn't capture her at all.

The swordsmanship that was full of flaws before, when the speed was increased to a certain stage, completely evolved into another kind of swordsmanship, which is really incredible.

Meng Juntong herself has fallen into a state of self-forgetfulness, and she can't tell whether she is dancing the Qingfeng Sword or the Qingfeng Sword is pulling her to fight, in short, Meng Juntong really has a miracle on her body, or it is the surprise that Xiang Ming said.

The high-pressure battle stimulated Meng Juntong's potential, and made her unconsciously enter the state of epiphany martial arts that martial artists dreamed of.

After this battle, Meng Juntong's martial arts cultivation will inevitably take a big step.

At this moment, Cheng Hu's roar was heard on the other side of the battlefield, followed by a muffled sound.

At the end of the battle, Xue Ding dragged the Basheng knife out of the dust, and grabbed Cheng Hu's left leg with his other hand.

Cheng Hu's left arm was cut off by the Basheng Knife, and the whole person had completely fainted.

"Cheng Hu!" Lin Meng exclaimed, it was this distraction, Meng Juntong's Qingfeng Sword had cut off half of his flesh and blood on his shoulder.

Lin Meng hurriedly dodged sideways, and Meng Juntong continued to attack.

Xue Ding shook his hand and smashed Cheng Hu, who weighed more than two hundred pounds, towards Lin Meng.

Lin Meng had just avoided Meng Juntong, and he didn't notice Cheng Hu flying towards him, so he subconsciously poked a knife forward.

Hearing a pop, the short blade in Lin Meng's hand plunged straight into Cheng Hu's chest.

Cheng Hu, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then the light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he was killed by Lin Meng.