Meng Kui turned his face directly at this time: "Gao Meng, today's things can't be good, I advise you not to get involved, hurry up and get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you face!"

Gao Meng's brows furrowed, although he was not afraid of Meng Kui, but the Spirit Mandarin Dart Bureau had been out all the year round, and he had always valued peace, and it was not a wise move to offend Meng Kui, who was a disciple of the Holy Land of Reincarnation.

Zhang Xuanji took out the long sword from the mysterious space: "Meng Kui, if you don't accept the battle, your junior brother will take the blame for his disrespectful words, if you are unreasonable and unreasonable, I will clean it up with you!"

Meng Kui stared at Zhang Xuanji, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Good boy, it turned out to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, just what you just said, even if you are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect today, I will teach you a good lesson! Let you know that my Reincarnation Holy Land is not easy to bully!"

Zhang Xuanji said coldly: "Then come!"

Zhang Xuanji went directly down the field and walked towards Meng Kui.

Gao Meng saw that the two of them were ready to make a move, and knew that it would be useless to persuade again, so he lowered his voice and whispered to Zhang Xuanji: "Little brother, don't be afraid, I will help you if you are defeated!"

The thin man behind Meng Kui shouted, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

The other girl waved her fist: "Senior Brother Meng Kui, come on, teach this kid of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect a good lesson!"

The fat man who was stabbed on the tongue by Zhang Xuanji slurred his speech and shouted: "Like Song, answer that it's him!"

The movement in front of the inn has attracted many people to watch.

When these people saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, they actually dared to challenge the famous Meng Kui in Lingyuan City, and they all gathered around to watch the play.

"Boy!

Meng Kui shouted, and his tower-like burly figure rushed towards Zhang Xuanji.

Zhang Xuanji slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, his eyes suddenly condensed slightly, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

Meng Kui's figure, who was rushing towards Zhang Xuanji, suddenly froze.

He gave up the intention of culling directly, but approached vigilantly step by step.

Meng Kui knew that Zhang Xuanji's action was the sword drawing style of Ten Thousand Sword Technique.

After all, it is the inheritance sword technique of the Long Live Sword Emperor, which is exquisite and unparalleled, and although Meng Kui is arrogant, he must also be treated with caution.

Meng Kui approached Zhang Xuanji step by step, and when he saw that the other party was slow to make a move, sweat was faintly visible on his forehead.

"Boy, are you only going to put on a show to scare people?" Meng Kui began to agitate.

Zhang Xuanji looked indifferent: "As soon as I make a move, you will lose, what hole cards are there to take out as soon as possible!"

Meng Kui sneered: "What an arrogant boy, even Gao Meng doesn't dare to say such a big thing to me, today I want to see what you are capable of!"

Meng Kui let out a low shout, and the powerful spiritual power swept away.

I saw him kick hard under his feet, and the ground instantly sank and cracked, and his body shot out.

Zhang Xuanji stared at Meng Kui who was attacking, his toes were light, his body was as light as a feather, and he floated to the side.

Meng Kui smashed into the air with a fist, and the terrifying force bombarded the half-meter-thick stone steps, directly shattering the stone steps, the gravel bursting, and the sharp sound of the stones breaking the air made the onlookers dodge one after another.

"The power of terror!"

Gao Meng's eyes were slightly condensed, and he thought that he had to avoid the edge for the time being in the face of this punch.

Meng Kui turned around and looked at Zhang Xuanji, with a little more contempt in his eyes: "Boy, you have the ability to take my punch and try it!"

After finishing speaking, the tower-like figure of Mengkui came to Zhang Xuanji and smashed it down with his fist again.

Zhang Xuanji tapped his toes, and his body was still light, as if the leaves were dancing in the wind.

Meng Kui obviously expected Zhang Xuanji to dodge, and his left hand, which was already ready to attack, slapped Zhang Xuanji fiercely.

He was huge, and his palms were two or three times larger than ordinary people, like a fan, bringing a powerful wind.

Zhang Xuanji was calm in the face of this blow, and his figure continued to flutter in the air.

When everyone thought that Meng Kui's slap would hit Zhang Xuanji, they saw Zhang Xuanji kick Meng Kui's chest, and his body instantly ejected, avoiding Meng Kui's palm.

Meng's burly figure seemed to have been hit hard, and his feet slumped backwards, and then he fell to the ground.

"You're defeated!" Zhang Xuanji said lightly.

Meng Kui looked at Zhang Xuanji with wide eyes, his expression was sluggish, and he didn't react for a long time.

The onlookers were in an uproar!

How is this possible?

Gao Meng was also stunned at this time, originally he expected that Zhang Xuanji would be able to deal with Meng Kui at most, and finally have to end the endgame by himself.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuanji kicked Meng Kui down with a volley.

Meng Kui was defeated!

Gao Meng felt that what was even more terrifying was that Zhang Xuanji did not burst out of spiritual power from beginning to end, including the kick that kicked Meng Kui with the power of pure flesh!

Zhang Xuanji looked at Meng Kui, who was kicked out, and was very satisfied with the strengthening of the body's bones, blood meridians.

In the past few days, while he was hurrying, he detonated the origin, and then resumed his cultivation to continuously strengthen the bone and blood meridians.

His own bone and blood meridians had been strengthened hundreds of times, and his strength was ten times stronger than that of ordinary Spirit Realm Ninefold cultivators.

Although Meng Kui practiced the body refining method, he only lost in the face of himself.

Meng Kui stood up again, holding his chest and staring at Zhang Xuanji: "Good boy, I really underestimated you, I didn't expect your little body to be so strong!"

Zhang Xuanji said lightly: "What?

Meng Kui laughed: "Although I don't think I'm your opponent, I haven't met someone who has the strength to beat me for a long time, I have to fight with you!"

As he spoke, Meng Kui let out a low cry and stomped the ground.

"King Kong Strength!"

Meng Kui's body was covered with a bright golden light, his body became larger again, his muscles were high and bulging, and his whole body was covered with green tendons, as if he was entangled in hemp rope.

The onlookers exclaimed in surprise and dispersed into the distance.

Meng Kui's three classmates also changed their faces greatly, and they all turned their heads and ran.

Zhang Xuanji stared at Meng Kui with a slightly solemn expression.

This Meng Kui's body shape is far more burly than ordinary people, and he is born with a good seedling of refining the body.

At this moment, the magic technique is enhanced, and it may really pose a threat to itself.

Meng Kui grew in size, eventually growing into a giant nearly four meters tall, with the top of his head almost level with the third floor fence of the inn.

His skin was tinged with a faint golden color, his two arms were like two pillars, and his fists were like two sledgehammers, giving people a terrible sense of oppression.

Zhang Xuanji's expression was slightly solemn, and he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword on his waist.

Meng Kui shouted, "Come on, let me see if your sword can hurt me!"

"The sword is like a dragon!"

Zhang Xuanji let out a low shout, his toes touched the ground, the ground sank and cracked, and his body seemed to shoot out of the string.

The cold light burst out and stabbed Meng Kui in the shoulder.

"Ding!" accompanied by a crunch.

Zhang Xuanji's saber barely pierced Meng Kui's shoulder by half an inch, and then the sword body collapsed, breaking inch by inch.