Chapter 85: The Pheasant in the Red Robe (8)

Since Guo Yang has weakened, Zhang Meng naturally unceremoniously seized this great opportunity to turn over.

In fact, Rui Shimi shouted casually, but she just said her situation at this time. Zhang Mengfang was supported by a fierce aura in his body, but after a fierce physical fight, the depression and anger in his chest were vented, and the fierce and violent excitement gradually receded like a tide, but the physical pain became more and more vivid and concrete, and his arm became heavy.

It's just that with her ruthless temperament, she refuses to give up lightly when she is at a disadvantage, and now that she has the upper hand, how can she let Guo Yang easily see the clues, so she is still gritting her teeth and holding on.

Osmanthus continued to support Immortal Master He with one hand, and whispered to her sister in her ear: "Senior Sister Zhang has the upper hand for the time being, but in my opinion, her aura and physical strength are only afraid that they have been consumed, and if this continues, she should not be able to break Senior Brother Guo's body protection spiritual weapon, and she will lose in the end." ”

Gui Yuan hurriedly said: "What can you do?"

Osmanthus glared at her, "I'm not a real person, what can I do now?" I can only rely on her to squeeze out the potential in her body and take down Senior Brother Guo in one go." Well, if Senior Sister Zhang can't end the battle within a quarter of an hour, I'm afraid it's going to be bad. ”

Gui Yuan hesitated for a moment, pressed his pocket, felt that the hardness was still there, and suddenly had an idea. They were all standing behind Zhang Meng to show their support, but at this moment they quickly turned around and squeezed through the crowd, went around to the position facing Zhang Meng, and then took out a random sheet from the thick stack of papers in the bag, and waved it vigorously in their hands.

It's a pity that the battle on the field is fierce, and Zhang Meng is already a little drowsy, relying on her ruthless temperament to support herself without showing fatigue, where can she take care of the situation off the field, so she completely ignores her.

Gui Yuan jumped for a long time, but it turned out that he was completely charming and threw his eyes to the blind man, and he was a little depressed.

Fortunately, Mingyue Zhenren had already noticed her small movements, although she didn't understand what she wanted to do, but she knew that she was playing tricks on her toes to help Zhang Meng. It just so happens that what he wants to do is exactly the same as what Gui Yuan, so he doesn't mind quietly helping her.

Out of the corner of Zhang Meng's eyes, she suddenly saw Gui Yuan in the crowd, she didn't know that this was the magnified effect of Mingyue's real illusion, but Gui Yuan's strange appearance immediately attracted her attention.

She used the little mental power she had left to think about what kind of artifact the piece of paper that Guiyuan was holding in her hand was, and why it looked so familiar.

Suddenly, she was covered in a pang, as if she had separated the eight top yang bones and poured a bucket of snow water.

The competition between Guiyuan and Guo Yang was hyped by Guiyuan himself, and there were countless bettors from the fairy courtyard to the ordinary people. If you hand over the silver or spirit stone in one hand, you can get such a bet slip in the other. Zhang Meng is convinced of the ability of osmanthus longan, and has always been very decisive, so he is one of the few people who bet on longan to win. On this small piece of paper, almost all of her net worth is already there.

What Zhang Meng said was to fight on behalf of Guiyuan, Guiyuan nodded, and the immortal masters also acquiesced. So if she loses, it will naturally be equivalent to Guiyuan losing. In other words, all the private money that Zhang Meng has accumulated over the years is about to go away with the wind. 、

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng was like being poured a big bowl of chicken blood, and it was like reading ginseng soup for three days, and a sense of courage was born from the depths of his blood, and even the pain became much lighter.

In the night, her eyes instantly burned, unusually bright, in Guo Yang's opinion, she was like a beast to choose people to devour. He couldn't help but shiver a few times in succession, and turned his head not daring to look at her. However, the many distorted faces around him, both familiar and unfamiliar, also made Guo Yang's heart palpitate for a while, and he even had a faint hallucination, as if these people were waiting for Zhang Meng to eat him alive so that he could get a piece of the scraps.

Different from Guo Yang's decadent state, Zhang Meng did not have a trace of tiredness on her face, but showed excitement, she roared hoarsely and in a low voice: "You have a spiritual weapon body, you have the favor of an immortal master, and you have the title of a disciple of the outer sect, but none of these can save you." ”

She seemed to have fallen into some kind of crazy emotion, pressing step by step, each punch more ferocious than the other, "I have nothing left, but at least, I can beat you to death in this arena today!"

Guo Yang and Zhang Meng have known each other for several years, and they worship together to practice the Immortal Dao under the seat of Rui Immortal, which is not unfamiliar, but he has never seen this senior sister who has always been smiling and welcoming show such a hideous expression, and he only feels that the whole world has become crazy and unreasonable.

He continued to tremble as he kept looking left and right, hoping that the immortal masters would help him and stop this terrible farce. When he completely realized that he was isolated and helpless, Guo Yang's mental defense had collapsed almost instantly.

He squatted down suddenly, hugged his head tightly with both hands, and cried: "Stop, stop! I admit defeat!

Zhang Meng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, she pressed step by step, in order to bring huge pressure to Guo Yang, thus completely disrupting his thinking. But it wasn't until a moment later that she completely realized that Guo Yang had really abandoned her advantage and begged for mercy in an extremely ugly posture.

The punch in her hand couldn't be contained, and Guo Yang's whole body trembled and screamed in pain, but he only hugged his head tighter, but he didn't have any intention of resisting at all.

Zhang Meng then stopped attacking, but still stared at Guo Yang's body vigilantly, waiting for the final verdict of the real people.

Several real people next to him were angry and their noses were crooked, especially Mingyue Zhenren, he did not hesitate to make a big deal of convenience, and privately helped Guiyuan's trick to take effect, Zhang Meng was indeed like eating a big tonic pill in an instant, and it seemed that he could fight another three hundred rounds.

But Guo Yang couldn't support the wall in the mud, and he obviously held a cheating weapon like a spiritual weapon in his hand, but he was frightened by Zhang Meng alive, and the little courage at the beginning was completely gone, so he directly admitted defeat in a hurry.

You must know that even if you watch rookies pecking each other, you also pay attention to one mutual word, and if there is one less person, even if you are unwilling, this drama can only come to an end.

Several real people don't know the rules of the other world, otherwise they would all thumbs up and sentence Guo Yang to death on the spot to vent their anger.

Bai Shengxue's angry voice in the crowd was high-pitched and sharp, "This shameless man, if he has the upper hand, he will directly attack ruthlessly, and immediately surrender and admit defeat as soon as there is danger! If it is on the battlefield, wouldn't it be necessary to turn against the water on the spot?"

Dean Zhou's face was already pale, but after hearing this, he popped, and a mouthful of blood sprayed straight out of the distance, splashing Guo Yang's face.