"Right... Rise... I didn't mean to..."Ling Xue'er struggled to hold herself up, prostrate on the ground.

Where does Dian Canglong have the demeanor of a sword god?

"Stinky, it's good to say sorry if you stain my shoes? Do you know how many spirit stones my shoes are worth?"

The enraged Dian Canglong drew his sword from his waist and stabbed it straight at the door of Xue'er's face.

Dian Canglong is the inner door with three seats, where is this sword that ordinary people like Xue'er can hide?

Where did Ling Xue'er expect to encounter such a thing today?

Originally, in this outer gate, the disciples were familiar with the terrain, and they generally didn't take this road, because they all knew that Xue'er would pull a dung truck to pass by at this time, but they didn't expect to meet the inner disciples today.

Ling Xue'er, who was prostrate on the ground, was frightened like ashes, and she had no choice but to close her eyes and wait for death.

So I said... I don't really like this kind of bloody plot.

Boom!

The crisp sound of metal colliding is as bright as striking a triangle.

After not feeling pain for a long time, and not feeling death, Cher opened her eyes and saw a familiar and majestic back.

Meng Xiang drew his sword at this critical moment and flicked away Dian Canglong's blow.

This sudden scene made Zhao Tianqiao, who was waiting not far away, frown slightly.

Click.

Dian Canglong's sword spun like an electric fan and flew not far away, sticking to the ground.

"It's you?!"

Dian Canglong looked at his sword that was bounced away, and his face suddenly became distorted.

"It's me, what's wrong, do you miss Dad?" Meng Xiang casually shook the garbage spirit sword in his hand a few times, reached behind his backhand, and tickled with the sword.

Oh... It's so cool! This kind of garbage spirit sword sword body is hairy, it's so cool to scratch, ah... It's going to be lost!

"You..."Dian Canglong's face turned blue.

Thinking of the scene of the duel between Meng Xiang and the Sword God in the Heart Cultivation Dojo yesterday, Dian Canglong was jealous and hateful, but Meng Xiang had been booked as an introductory disciple by the Sword God, and he was helpless with only one inner door and three seats.

"This girl has soiled my shoes, I'll teach her a lesson, do you want to take care of the beginner disciples?" Dian Canglong froze for a while, and shouted angrily.

Hmph, didn't you rely on those yin damage tricks to be a beginner disciple with good luck? If it was me yesterday, I would only win more beautifully.

Dian Canglong looked at Meng Xiang's eyes, and he almost burst into flames.

"Stain your shoes... Wouldn't it be nice for you to find a dog to lick it clean?" Meng Xiang twisted his head indifferently: "If you dirty your shoes, you will kill someone, so what about your ugly face that has become a modern work of art and stain Lao Tzu's eyes?"

After saying that, Meng Xiangjian flicked it and accurately placed it half an inch in front of Dian Canglong's neck.

"You..."Dian Canglong was startled, and immediately became angry. "Do you think that your cultivation of the second order of Ning Dan has moved me?"

"Just try it. Meng Xiang hooked the corners of his mouth, but there was indifferent annoyance in his eyes: "I let you escape last time I bullied Ugly, and this time I also bullied my outer handyman, you can tell me what to do." ”

"Meng Xiang..."

Looking at the confrontation between Meng Xiang and Dian Canglong, Ling Xue'er was moved and puzzled.

I was moved that Meng Xiang would actually stand up for a subordinate like himself.

What puzzled was why Meng Xiang wanted to stand up for himself.

Although she was not a cultivator, after all, Ling Xue'er had been in this outer gate for four years, and she also knew what the gap between Meng Xiang's Ning Dan Second Order and Dian Canglong's Ning Dan Ninth Order was.

What's more, behind Dian Canglong, there is still a Zhao Tianqiao in the Jindan period.

She didn't dare to speak, so she could only watch this scene silently.

Meng Xiang and Dian Canglong confronted each other like this for a few seconds, and the smell of gunpowder at the scene became stronger and stronger.

However, just when Meng Xiang couldn't help but cut off the head of this stupid [beep] dog, suddenly, a spiritual light flashed.

Boom!

Bright red sparks burst like fireworks!

Meng Xiang felt that his hand holding the sword seemed to tremble, and he saw that Zhao Tianqiao had flashed to his side, making the action of collecting the sword.

So fast!

This scene really made Meng Xiang a little stunned.

Looking at his sword again, it was actually broken.

This sword is indeed very fast, although in Meng Xiang's eyes, it is still slow and not much different from stationary, but in the case of cultivation suppression in the second order of Ning Dan, the body has no time to react.

This speed... At least above the distraction!

Zhao Tianqiao actually has this speed, isn't this stronger than the three elders? Isn't he in the Jindan period? How could he not see him for a few days, and he actually has this cultivation?

"Meng Xiang. Zhao Tianqiao didn't even look at Meng Xiang, picked his nails, and said indifferently: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want as a beginner disciple, you won the Sword God and became an entry disciple, and if I win you today, what do you think the Sword God Lord will do?"

With that, a sneering smile appeared on his face, and the threat was overflowing.

This guy...

Meng Xiang didn't reply, just felt his cultivation carefully.

Sure enough, it was the distraction period, and five days ago in the martial arts training field, he only had the cultivation of the Jindan stage......

What's going on?

Then again... Are you pretending to be coercive when you say these things to me?

Zhao Tianqiao saw that Meng Xiang didn't speak, and smiled coldly: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, I won't kill you in public... It won't be in public. ”

He emphasized it again, and immediately laughed, and turned to walk towards the outer gate elder's room: "Canglong, let's not be like him, we still have business to do today, what kind of enmity is there, let's count it in the fantasy realm of the exchange conference." ”

When Dian Canglong heard this, he also put away his anger, poked Meng Xiang's chest with his finger, and said viciously: "You kid give me some care." ”

After speaking, he followed Zhao Tianqiao and left.

Looking at the two arrogant backs leaving, Meng Xiang looked down at his sword.

The fracture is smooth as a mirror, which is not so much cut as severed.

Even if Meng Xiang's cultivation is in a state of suppression, holding a garbage sword, it is not a weapon that can be compared to the blade of mortals, and there is also the true yuan of Meng Xiang Ning Dan's second class, it is not difficult to split, it is rare to break it so neatly, it has to be distracted, and even higher cultivation is necessary.

What happened to this Zhao Tianqiao? I haven't seen it for five days, and Xiu Wei has actually broken through from the Jindan period to such a point.

Looking at the back of Zhao Tianqiao in the distance, Meng Xiang faintly felt that there seemed to be a black gas exuding from him.

This feeling made Meng Xiang feel palpitations.

The black true element, without the texture of the real element... Wait a minute, is it the Demon Yuan?!

No, it can't be, it must be an illusion, the magic element should be extinct.

Shaking his head, Meng Xiang put this ridiculous idea behind him.

"Thanks... Thank you..."At this time, Ling Xue'er got up and bowed to Meng Xiang with some fear.

"It's fine. Meng Xiang smiled slightly: "Be careful in the future, don't bump into this kind of person again." ”

When Ling Xue'er heard this, she nodded gratefully, her mouth opened, and she stopped talking, and finally went to pull up the dung truck and continue to work.

What she wanted to say, of course Meng Xiang knew, she wanted to ask about Ling Yueyue, but considering the human feelings, she didn't dare to urge Meng Xiang, so she didn't ask.

Watching this thin figure fade away, Meng Xiang asked, "Is this good?" She is your sister, as long as you want, I can take her over and cover her." ”

Ling Yueyue froze for a long time before finally speaking, "No need, she's my sister... I have received your great favor and can no longer ask you for anything, and when I am ready, I will take care of her myself. ”

"Yes. Meng Xiang sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"By the way, Great God, why did this Zhao Tianqiao Xiuwei suddenly improve so much?"

"I don't know. ”

"Looking at the appearance of him and Dian Canglong, it seems that he is very jealous of you, you have to be careful, anyway, although it was only for a moment just now, I seem to feel that you are scared... What's going on? Even if his cultivation is improved, he won't be your opponent, right?"

Walking on the way back to the dormitory, Meng Xiang couldn't help but feel a little disturbed when he heard this question.

"It's not that I'm afraid of him, it's just that the aura on his body is very similar to the one who won against me before. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yueyue was also stunned: "Great God, you also have someone who can't be beaten?"

Meng Xiang nodded: "There are two, one is the Outer Heaven God who demoted me to mortality, and the other... It's already dead, so don't mention it. ”

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