It hurts...

Empty-handed, this is no joke.

Meng Xiang was afraid that he would accidentally slap a fly and sink the mainland, so he would use the Four, Five, and Eight Great Arrays, that is, the Four Elephants and Five Elements Bagua Sealing Array, to restrict his cultivation in the dormitory.

Meng Xiang, who remained at the second order of Ning Dan, felt as if his palm was not connected to a sword, but a red-hot soldering iron.

The sensation of piping hot, almost tearing the skin.

It is also a loss that Meng Xiang has a high foundation, if he lets other Ning Dan second-order cultivators pick it up, even if he can receive it, it is useless, and the moment his palm touches the sword body, it will be directly crushed by the true yuan on Ren Xiaoyao's sword.

However, the pain is painful, at least it was caught.

It is theoretically impossible for a cultivator of the same level to catch a white blade with his bare hands! Even if he is of the same level, it is no less difficult to make a hard connection than for a two-year-old child to catch Tyson's blow with all his strength and not be injured.

But Meng Xiang did it, and it also proved that Meng Xiang's true strength surpassed Ren Xiaoyao by many dimensions.

But even if you do, it's quite a difficult thing.

With his palms together, Meng Xiang, who locked the sword body, was pushed by this force, and the soles of his feet shoveled the roof tiles all the way, and finally smashed the dome of the roof, barely stopping the momentum of the reverse slide.

Offstage, this scene has stunned everyone.

The disciple who was still taunting Ah Chou just now suddenly felt as if he had been slapped several times on his face, and the pain was incomparable.

If the speed of the million slaughter is too fast, it is difficult to see whether the water has been released, then, this sword, let Xiaoyao accumulate strength for so long, must not release water, right?

As a result, he was actually snatched away empty-handed?

However, Meng Xiang was not having a good time.

The palm of the hand felt like it had been cut back and forth by a razor, and the pain was incomparable.

I can't hold it anymore...

The strength of the sword was not finished, and it squeezed forward a centimeter hard, and it was only a little distance from the chest of a grain of rice.

Meng Xiang had already begun to consider that if this strength was not exhausted, he might have to improve his cultivation a little.

But in that case, the abacus will be ruined.

Looking at Ren Xiaoyao again, the forced face was twisted into a ball, obviously he really did his best.

I said you'd die if you put a little bit of water, do you need to take it so seriously?

Just as Meng Xiang was complaining, the sword slashed forward a little more.

"Ahhhh

Unexpectedly, instead of stopping, Ren Yaoyao burst into a roar and stabbed forward with all his might.

I say... You're endless, don't force me!!

Looking down at the skin on his chest slowly sinking in, Meng Xiang, who didn't want to touch the restricted abacus and didn't want to be poked by someone, was really hot!

"I'm going to [beep] to tell you to stop, are you deaf?"

burst into cheers, and the furious Meng Xiang raised his leg with a kick!

Bang!

The air wave is bursting!

Now, not to mention the disciples, elders and ugly onlookers, even Hu Tuopa looked stupid.

The true element of the Qinglian Dragon Yin Sword instantly dispersed, and the power of the heaven and earth changing color just now disappeared in an instant.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

Meng Xiang's kick was in the middle of Ren Yao's legs, and the kick made him rise from the ground, and his feet were suspended and straddled Meng Xiang's calves.

Meng Xiang was in a hurry, and directly gave Ren Xiaoyao a trick to cut off his grandson's feet.

Where is the chic and temperament of the sword god on Ren Xiaoyao's face at this moment?

The eyes and mouth opened into three O's, as if they didn't realize what was happening.

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

As Meng Xiang withdrew his legs, his legs were in an inward eight shape, and he knelt down with a puff, and then, his chic and extraordinary face distorted instantly.

"Oo!!!!!oo

Ren Xiaoyao flipped over on the spot while holding the egg basket, letting out a hysterical scream, and his whole face twisted into a crumpled ball of paper.

Meng Xiang's kick was quite heavy.

Ren Xiaoyao felt as if his eggs had been kicked to the throat.

The Sect Master is dead!

When the male disciples in the audience saw Ren Yaoyao who had the roof twisted into a shrimp, they suddenly gasped collectively, and covered their little brother with empathy.

This kick should hit the heart from the touch.

Meng Xiang saw that Ren Xiaoyao was rolling around on the ground, and the expression on his face perfectly interpreted the feeling at this moment: life is better than death!

"Hahaha. The surprised Hu Tuoba slapped his knee violently: "Ren Xiaoyao, you are actually planted in the hands of this kind of ruffian, this really can't blame you, how can a master of our level use this kind of indiscriminate tricks, this kid is so interesting, can he turn the tables in that situation?"

"Despicable!"

Seeing this, several disciples became even more disgusted with Meng Xiang's eyes.

Kicking the crotch? Where is this a trick that a serious cultivator of the Eight Sutras would use? No, can this be considered a trick?

The person who thought Meng Xiang had some strength just now had a little impression of Meng Xiang at this moment fell to the bottom.

Especially the female disciples, they silently put Meng Xiang on the blacklist in their hearts.

Fighting against the Sword God, even if it is killed, it is an honor, and it is really a shame to cheat in order to win, and to use such a despicable and shameless trick.

"Ahh

I... My eggs seem to be gone.

"Sect Master Ren, are you okay?" Meng Xiang also realized that he seemed to be kicking too hard, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Quick... Touch it for me, and... Isn't there?" Ren Xiaoyao had the strength to get up, pointing to himself and howling in pain.

Seeing this, Meng Xiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Although I was very repulsive, I still touched it twice out of guilt.

"Sect Master Ren, it's okay, it's still there. ”

"Oh... Oh, that's good. Ren Xiaoyao seemed relieved.

Meng Xiang hummed for a while, and added: "It seems to be a little flattened, a bit like a poached egg, but I think it should still work." ”

"Ah?!" Hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao rolled his eyes on the spot, if it weren't for his high cultivation, he couldn't wait to carry it in one go.

At the scene, there was an overwhelming scolding against Meng Xiang.

Shoes, eggs, phlegm, and even a few furious fanatical disciples ripped off their pants and smashed them at Meng Xiang.

It took two full minutes for Ren to return to normal, barely standing up, but his legs were still trembling and trembling.

The cultivators of this plane have extremely strong regenerative power, and although the pain is terrible, there is no problem in regeneration.

On stage, Meng Xiang was also embarrassed.

That kick, Meng Xiang himself felt that the kick was too hard.

swallowed his saliva, Ren Xiaoyao's heart collapsed, but after all, he was a sword god, and his words must be done.

"Also... There is a third trick. Ren Xiaoyao picked up the sword on his stomach, trembled, and put on a posture.

Meng Xiang didn't know what to do at the moment.

Oh my God, are you still coming? I'm too embarrassed to let you lose, so you can stop? I see that you can't even kill a gourd chicken now, are you sure you have to make a third move?

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