Chapter 68 analyzes the battle situation: "Chenchen, you forgive me, don't be angry." Weeping Soul laughed. Weeping Soul looked at Meng Xinchen's gloomy face and finally cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky, and couldn't help but smile.

"No, stinky rascal, since you don't know where to touch it, how can you say that you touch the teacher's breasts, hum~ You lied and ignored you. Meng Xinchen suddenly reacted, the smiling face that cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky gradually opened again, and the clouds were about to start thundering and lightning, and soon there would be a heavy rain, and the weeping soul looked at the black line on his face and said that something was wrong.

"Well, that's not the case with my dear, I think that if Sister Mengqi wants to attack other parts, Chenchen should not react much, so I think Chenchen is definitely angry because of this incident. Weeping Soul said without changing his face.

"Do you really think so?" Meng Xinchen said.

"Yes, Chenchen, I really think so, I don't lie to you. Weeping Soul said.

"Hmph~ Don't take it as an example, if you're in this case, I'll ignore you. Meng Xinchen burst into tears and laughed. Seeing the wry smile, the weeping soul sincerely sighed that the woman's face was faster than turning the book, and she changed when she said it, but fortunately, Meng Xinchen was not angry with the weeping soul, and the weeping soul took a breath, and the stone in her heart finally landed.

"That Chenchen, let's go see how their cultivation is, shall I accompany you?" Weeping Soul asked in a flattering tone.

"Hmph~ Let's go, you have to be with me in the future, don't be with those women with big breasts, and neither can the teacher, do you know?" Meng Xinchen said with a cute little red lip.

"Obey, Chenchen, what you said is that the weeping soul must be remembered in your heart, I hope that Lord Chenchen will not be angry with the villain" Weeping soul bowed his head and said.

"Flim talk...... Poor-mouthed, stinky rascal. Meng Xinchen was afraid of Crying Soul and said why he knew that his tongue was slippery, so he immediately changed his words, and Crying Soul smiled evilly.

"Let's go, Lord Chenchen, please come here, and the villain will show you the way. "Grab the weeping soul and make a gesture of please.

"Walking. Meng Xinchen looked like a queen mother. Meng Xinchen was very happy in her heart, and felt that the appearance of crying souls being happy was too funny, like a little eunuch. For them, they don't pay much attention to the emperor's etiquette, and they won't be guilty if they know, because strength is everything, and the emperor will give three points to those who are strong.

Weeping Soul and Meng Xinchen came to the sidelines to find a good position and watched the battle between Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan.

"Both of them are first-order martial artists, who will win?" Meng Xinchen asked.

"Yang Xiaohan. Weeping Soul affirmed.

"Is there one? But I feel that Nangong Yu has been pressing Yang Xiaohan to fight. Meng Xinchen said curiously.

"First, Nangong Yu is pressing him to fight now, because Nangong Yu's combat experience is slightly richer than Yang Xiaohan's, and secondly, Nangong Yu's sword skills have become smaller, and they are more proficient in using Yang Xiaohan's heaven-level sword skills than Fantasy Sword. But Yang Xiaohan's phantom sword duel Nangong Yu can't be cracked, the entire grade of the square eye includes the people in the second, third and fourth grade districts, if Yang Xiaohan is at the same level as them, I think no one will crack it, of course, except for your soul brother, Yang Xiaohan just doesn't quite adapt to Nangong Yu's fighting style, Nangong Yu will not be Yang Xiaohan's opponent after a while, and the power of the phantom sword duel is more powerful than the sword skills used by Nangong Yu, and the most important thing is that Nangong Yu has just been promoted to a first-order martial artist, and his strength is not very stable. Weeping Soul analyzed without leaking.

"Stinky rascal, you analyze the problem thoroughly." Meng Xinchen looked at the weeping soul in surprise.

"Well, this ~ hehe, it means that my brother is very smart, and my intelligence is not comparable to ordinary people like you, haha" Weeping Soul scratched his head and said.

"Knock~", a big pimple rose on the head of the weeping soul. The weeping soul covered the big pimple and wept silently. "Chenchen, why are you beating me?" asked Crying Soul pitifully with a miserable look.

"Stinky rascal, you're too narcissistic, I'll let you change it. Meng Xinchen squeezed the little pink fist and swore solemnly.

"Lord Chenchen, what I said is right, I was wrong, please Lord Chenchen to punish you. "Weeping soul was afraid that Meng Xinchen would cry, make trouble, and hang himself, so he had to accept softly.

"This big beauty, forgive you, adults don't remember villains. Meng Xinchen waved his hand and said casually.

Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan in the field are in full swing, Nangong Yu's sword moves, the moves are fierce, not giving an inch, Yang Xiaohan's sword trick, the sword is full of phantoms.

"How is it, Nangong, how are my sword skills?" Yang Xiaohan said with a smile, although Yang Xiaohan knew in his heart that he was being pressed and beaten, but he believed that after a while, he would be completely familiar with Nangong Yu's sword moves. So it's not very anxious about the situation.

"It's amazing. Nangong Yu said, but he knew very well how difficult this sword trick was.

"Phantom Sword Duel First Type Multiple Style" Yang Xiaohan's sword directly turned into three swords and stabbed directly at Nangong Yu.

"Nangong Yu, only one of them is true. Weeping Soul shouted.

"Hey~ Why did you say it?" Yang Xiaohan muttered dissatisfiedly. Yang Xiaohan is not worried if it is not enough, because it is difficult to see with the current Nangong Yu,

"How could it be. Nangong Yu said in surprise. The three swords are exactly the same, and Yang Xiaohan feels like he has three hands, what should I do? Nangong Yu kept asking himself how to distinguish them?

Nangong Yu couldn't handle so many swords when he blocked one of them, and weeping shook his head. When Nangong Yu's sword was about to touch Yang Xiaohan's sword, there was no sound of weapons connecting as Nangong Yu thought. Instead, it vanished.

"This, this... It's also amazing. Nangong Yu muttered.

"Hehe~ You lost, Nangong Yu. Yang Xiaohan's sword had already appeared at Nangong Yu's neck.

"Cut~ Next time, my brother will beat you, I'm smug. Nangong Yu scolded.

"Hehe~ Waiting for you. : Yang Xiaohan said.

"Okay, that's right, Nangong Yu, if you lose, you will lose to a first-order martial artist who has just been promoted, and your strength is not stable enough, and your sword skill level is too low, so you lose, when the time comes, the second time you choose a martial art, you will pick a heaven-level martial art" Weeping Soul jumped directly into the middle of the two and said.

"Martial arts are too important," Yang Xiaohan said.

"Indeed, it's time for a change of martial arts. Nangong Yu agreed.

"Okay, don't worry about who loses and who wins, everyone will be brothers in the future, there is no need to be so serious, just need everyone to support each other and work hard. Weeping Soul said again as an elder. But a group of crows flew through the sky, and the weeping soul had a black line, it turned out that Yang Xiaohan and Nangong Yu had both walked away, and they didn't listen to the weeping soul talking nonsense at all.

"Hey~I'm damned~ Your sister, don't bring this, I'm also your boss. Weeping Soul had no choice but to follow, Meng Xinchen laughed while snickering behind Weeping Soul.