Liu Yi's move and ten fingers lotus blossom made Meng Pojun have a deeper understanding of it, it turns out that genius not only represents that unique talent and acquired unremitting efforts, it also represents that firm enough heart and courage not to be discouraged, on behalf of the persistence of never giving up, on behalf of the belief of not giving in, Wei Chi Liuli is like this, Yue Qinming is like this, and even Liu Yi, who has never been favored by him, is also the same, the appearance of these three children made him start to shake slightly in his heart about everything he did at this time。

Therefore, when Meng Pojun resisted Liu Yi's trick Ten Finger Lotus Blossom, he only endured the surging qi and blood in his heart, and did not do anything excessive to Liu Yi in front of him.

And just when Meng Pojun and Liu Yi, who were already at the limit, looked at each other, a touch of green qi suddenly erupted from the water bamboo champs behind Meng Pojun, dyeing the blue sky above their heads extremely weird in a moment.

"The moon is shining, it seems that Weidong's side is not going well, so it's okay!"

Looking up at the sky at this time, Meng Pojun frowned and muttered to himself.

As for Liu Yi, he didn't pay attention to the vision that happened around him at this time, he still stared at Meng Pojun in front of him, and still chose to use his body to protect Yue Qinming and Yu Chi Liuli, who were already unconscious.

"Liu Tianqing really has a good son, it seems that the Diyan Sect has a successor, it's a pity!"

Looking at Liu Yi, Meng Pojun sighed softly, and then without looking back, he rushed towards the Shuizhu Champs in the direction behind him.

For Meng Pojun, Liu Yi and the three of them had nothing to do with him in the first place, the three of them were just three chess pieces in the game planned by Wei Dong, and they were just three chess pieces that had long lost the slightest use value, and now his promise to Wei Dong has been fulfilled, and he has completed his task, so now he is not willing to waste more time on Liu Yi and the three of them, after all, his target is still Xiao Hong, the person who snatched love from the original sword.

So taking advantage of the variables on Xiao Hong and Wei Dong's side, Meng Pojun chose to leave this place without even thinking about it, and then wanted to go to Shuizhu Champs, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside him very quickly, and then this figure kicked out the incomparably powerful Meng Pojun with a kick under Liu Yi's gaze.

Maybe even Meng Pojun himself didn't expect that someone would sneak attack him at this juncture, and before he could react, the murderous aura rushed towards his surroundings, and in an instant, the killing move followed by the world-shattering murderous aura one after another, even if he himself had already been lucky in advance at the moment when the murderous aura appeared, ready to resist it, but he obviously overestimated his strength, maybe in the eyes of Liu Yi and the others, his strength was so unfathomable, but in the eyes of this person, his ability was so small and so insignificant。

Just a seemingly simple kick made Meng Pojun's whole person like a kite with a broken line in mid-air, following a graceful arc, flying straight towards the house in the distance, and after a few blinks of his eyes, Liu Yi suddenly heard a low sound sounding in vain after Meng Pojun fell to the ruins of the roof tiles in the distance.

A burst of hustle and bustle filled this space in an instant with Meng Pojun's fall, and Meng Pojun also couldn't get up again for a long time with the appearance of this foot.

In Liu Yi's extremely frightened eyes, a person dressed in white with a strange smile mask gradually appeared in his eyes along with the endless hustle and bustle at this time.

I saw that in Liu Yi's eyes, the man in white was just walking in the direction of Meng Pojun, and the whole person was in a state as if he was shopping on the street at the moment, as for Meng Pojun, he wanted to get back up several times when he was hit by a kick, but in the end he chose to give up this ridiculous idea helplessly because of his own pain.

Finally in Liu Yi's eyes, the man in white stood directly on Meng Pojun's side, and then glanced at Meng Pojun who was still struggling at his feet, and then tilted his head inadvertently, followed by a heavy stampede and once again stepped on Meng Pojun's backbone.

What is called strength, this is!

Finally, when Meng Pojun had already fallen into a coma because he had been trampled on by the man in white many times in a row, the man in white slowly withdrew the foot he wanted to step on again, and then focused his gaze on Liu Yi's body.

Just one look made Liu Yi instantly feel that at this moment, everything in the world was still, and he was like going deep into the vast starry sky, unable to extricate himself from the endless stars.

And when the man in white saw that Liu Yi had already fallen into his spiritual world, he gently adjusted and straightened the weird mask he was wearing, and then gently kicked out of Meng Pojun's abdomen as if it were an ordinary child's fight.

Rumble!

A low roar that was much bigger than the movement just now instantly resounded throughout the audience.

And Meng Pojun, who was already lying on the ground in a deep coma, was kicked out of here by the man in white, and even after Meng Pojun was kicked out, the entire ground was torn out of a very eye-catching crack by his body, until he disappeared.

After the man in white had done all this, he slowly walked in front of Liu Yi and the others, only to see him gently tapping Liu Yi's forehead, and then waited quietly.

......

In the small courtyard, the 13 Einsatzgruppen retreated in turn, leaving only Xiao Hong, who had run out of oil, and Wei Dong, who had high fighting spirit.

"Why don't you choose to use a sword, your ink bamboo?"

Looking at the bamboo strip in Xiao Hong's hand, Wei Dong not only sighed lightly with his sword.

"It's just a weapon, and at my level, everything can be a sword, because the sword is hidden in my heart. ”

Xiao Honghe looked down at the bamboo strip in his hand and responded softly.

"You are a Taishi Ancestor who has no chance of winning. ”

Listening to Xiao Hong's tone, Wei Dong not only spoke again.

"What about victory? What about defeat? Fate is like this, so why do you have to force it? It is useless to say more about Weidong, since you and I have chosen to face each other with swords today, then you should show all your skills. ”

After saying a word, Xiao Hong raised the bamboo strip in his hand violently and pointed directly at Wei Dong.

"I'll make you feel how ignorant you have been with the pedantry you've been holding on to for so many years. ”

And Wei Dong also said a word, and stabbed out a sword towards Xiao Hong.