Meng Yifan showed admiration in his eyes and nodded, "Senior Brother Dong is worthy of being a person with great perseverance, and he will definitely make a difference in the martial arts in the future! ”

Dong Wen's eyes showed a burst of curiosity, "Oh? Senior Brother Meng's left arm is already injured, how can you fight with me again? Although Senior Brother Meng, you suppress me in the realm, but at this moment you are already injured, I advise Senior Brother Meng not to force his left arm to exert force, if he hurts his muscles and veins, he will leave the root of the disease! ”

Meng Yifan shook his head with a smile on his bleeding left arm, but the smile clearly concealed the pain, "I was careless just now, and I can't complain about others, so this blood will be regarded as the price I paid!" I successfully cast the first bone a few days ago, and my martial arts skills have also gone to the next level, and I have never been able to learn from others, now is a good opportunity, how can I miss it, please take my move!"

Dong Wen nodded solemnly, the bone casting mirror is not something he can despise!

Then he bit his index finger and pressed the wound to the center of his eyebrows, and a bright red appeared between his eyebrows.

Seeing Meng Yifan's movements, Su Pingling's eyes were indifferent, and he said to the three people around him: "It's over, Meng Yifan even used this trick, Dong Wen can't stop it." The three of them hurriedly turned their heads to look at Su Pingling, but Su Pingling didn't seem to want to explain, their eyes kept staring at Meng Yifan on the stage, and the three of them had to watch the competition on the stage like her.

Meng Yifan slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "The royal power is rich, hungry and cold, famous, and stinking for thousands of years, the difference between a thought or a thought, it is just a dream, Senior Brother Dong, this is the method I gave you, may you break through the red dust of the world." ”

Before Dong Wen could speak, he saw Meng Yifan flick the blood of his index finger, and that drop of blood shot towards Dong Wen at an extremely fast speed!

Dong Wen stretched out his hand and wiped it, looked at the bright red in his hand and smiled disdainfully, "Senior Brother Meng, you don't want to ..... with this drop of blood alone" Before Dong Wen finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head! Dong Wen covered his head tightly with both hands, and let out a roar of pain from his mouth! Meng Yifan looked at Dong Wen, who was rolling on the ground in pain, his eyes showed a trace of unbearability, he pinched the seal with one hand, and shouted: "Hurry!"

I saw Dong Wen, who was lying on the ground with his hands covering his head and wailing constantly, suddenly lost his life as before!

This competition completely stunned the disciples in the audience, who is stronger and who is weak? Meng Yifan should have won, but who knew that Dong Wen actually hit Meng Yifan with one punch, and then Meng Yifan popped out a drop of blood, and Dong Wen fell to the ground? Compared with the thrilling fight between Su Pingling and Guan Qingman before, the competition between the two was a little inexplicable!

Meng Yifan covered his injured right arm, staggered to Dong Wen's side, lifted the unconscious Dong Wen, and threw him off the field casually, then turned his head and said to Chongfa Zhenren: "Real person, I won." ”

Chongfa Zhenren watched his personal disciples being easily lifted and thrown out of the field, sighed helplessly, and said loudly to the disciples in the audience: "In this battle, Dream is a mortal victory!" Chongfa Zhenren floated down the ring and carried some true qi between his fingers, and tapped Dong Wen's eyebrows with one finger. Dong Wen opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Chongfa Zhenren and said excitedly: "Master?!You are still alive?!Great!" Saying that, he hugged Chongfa Zhenren and cried.

Chongfa Zhenren's eyes moved sideways, looking at Meng Yifan, his eyes revealed a trace of coldness, Meng Yifan's eyes widened and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I just guide it a little! It's him who thinks so! I really don't blame me!"

Hearing Meng Yifan's words, Dong Wen wiped the tears on his face, looked around blankly, suddenly realized something, his face turned from red to black, he glared at Meng Yifan with an angry face, and shouted: "Meng Yifan, I fought with you!"

"Dong Wen stop!" Chongfa Zhenren shouted, "Don't let people see jokes, we can afford to lose!"

Dong Wen hesitated for a moment and stopped, and replied, "Yes, Master." ”

"This.... What's going on?" asked Gao Fu, puzzled.

"Meng Yifan used the trick of Huang Liang and a dream, Dong Wen followed his way, and experienced another life in Dong Wen's dream, and Dong Wen's dream was controlled by Meng Yifan, that is to say, Dong Wen created Meng Yifan no matter what he dreamed of! This trick is really too powerful, when I fought with Meng Yifan, he also used this trick to defeat me, that dream is too real! Later, although I woke up from the dream, I couldn't distinguish between the dream and reality for several days, and I almost went crazy!" Su Ping said with palpitations.

Gao Fu shuddered and said in a low voice: "This dream Yifan is too terrible! If he lets others get lost in the dream and can't wake up, won't it be the person who starves to death and dies of thirst in the end!"

Li Yichen also frowned and nodded, what Gao Fu said was indeed right, this kind of martial arts is indeed terrifying! At this time, the voice of the true person who worships the law interrupted Li Yichen's thoughts, "The winner of the outer disciple will draw his opponent after a moment to decide the two places of the Seven Sects!"

Gao Fu patted Li Yichen on the shoulder, and said with a gloating smile: "You must not draw Lu Xuanming or Zhou Chen!

Li Yichen shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "More than twenty people, it shouldn't be such a coincidence." Li Yichen turned around and walked towards the place where the lot was drawn, Wei Fang was also Nunuzui, it seemed that these two people didn't care about the two geniuses Zhou Chen and Lu Xuanming at all.

Li Yichen and Wei Fang walked side by side, "It depends on who of you and I can draw that Wang Wei, no matter who draws him, no matter what, I have to fight back for the fat man!" Wei Fang said lightly.

"What if it's really like the fat man said, what if we just draw those two geniuses?" Wei Fang said with a smile.

"As Ling'er said, with a sword in hand, although it is invincible, it cannot be retreated!" Li Yichen said as he stared ahead.

The two came to the place where the lot was drawn, and drew two names at random, the kind of longing for the unknown did not seem to appear in the two, and the two of them glanced at the name of the opponent in their hands, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

Li Yichen raised his head and glanced at Wei Fang, and said with an ugly expression: "I didn't draw Wang Wei, what about you?"

Wei Fang pursed his lips, and an intriguing expression appeared on his face, "Me too." ”