“Buffan fights against the stars, start!”

The voice of the old man fell, and the figure of Meng Xing in the field quickly shone, leaving a shadow on the whole huge battle field.

Meng Weifei stood quietly in the same place, as if he had no interest in the more and more shadows around him, and as if he had not noticed any danger.

Meng Xing, the genius of the Chongzong, the peak of the spiritual palace.

At this time, Meng Xing prompted the martial arts, and the shadows of the road were all around Meng Fanfan, and a fatal blow would be launched at any time.

“Young Master, Bufan, he...”

Lin Wu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and saw that Meng Weifan seemed to be caught in Meng Xing's martial arts, but he had not yet made the slightest movement, and could not help but worry.

Tang Xiaoyu whispered: "Meng Xing is a monk with the attributes of the wind, standing out among many geniuses at an extraordinary speed, and if he is allowed to fully spread his speed, even if the spiritual palace is complete, there will be great trouble."

Although shy, but the little fish is not ambiguous about other important things.

For the genius of the other major forces who participated in the Longfeng list, the departure alliance has long ago handed over their information to Mo Yi and others.

In the same way, the information of the people who left the alliance has long been in the minds of the other three major forces, except for the departure.

And all the people looked forward to it, but they saw the corner of the mouth rising slightly.

"In terms of speed, he's not going to lose."

On top of the playing field, there has been a huge change.

Countless shadows around Meng extraordinary, Meng Xing's wild laughter from every shadow, echoing in the whole arena, it seems quite strange.

"Boy, the third on the list is enviable, but today I want you to know that the third is not so good to take!"You will be in my hands on the twenty-fifth!”

Under the playing field, everyone in the Cabernet Sauvignon looked at Meng's disinterested body with sneer, and all thought that Meng Weifan was already in a helpless state.

Meng Xing's speed is also very famous even in the Akasonic, as long as he does not encounter the eight celestial pride and other people, he is already invincible by this speed.

If the enemy is the disciple of the other three sects, they will be slightly worried, but his opponent is not one of the other three forces, so the disciples of the Chongzong have no worries.

“Defeat me!”

Countless shadows raised their right hand, and the sword suddenly cut down, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Countless spiritual swords fell, but Meng Weifan suddenly shook his head at this time: "Too slow."

Hm!

The glare flashed underfoot, and Meng's extraordinary figure disappeared from nowhere.

Countless falling swords suddenly stopped in the air, and then under the shock of everyone, every shadow of the chest, there was a sword pierced out.

In almost a short breath, the shadow of the road that was originally densely mahjong Meng extraordinary was pierced by the sword.

“No... it’s possible!”

The unbelieving voice sounded, the voice of Meng Xing.

But this time, only one voice appeared.

The people looked at the voice.

The next moment, the punctured shadows around them slowly dissipated in the air, and even the shadow of the sword that pierced their chests with that handle disappeared.

In the end, there were only two spots left.

A shocked face of Meng Xing, and Meng Fan, who holds a spirit sword.

Let the whole scene be silent, but also let Meng Xing do not move, that is, the sword of the spirit sword, is against the heart of Meng Xing.

Meng Xing looked at Meng Weifan: “How did you crack my Phantom Nine Days?”

He wondered how Meng could find his true body from those hundreds of figures.

These hundreds of figures, but the breath is exactly the same, even if the soul is strong soul repair, it is impossible to find out his true body in such a short time.

Meng Weifan faintly said, "I have not cracked your martial arts, what I have done, but one of them has 'killed' your shadow."

Meng Xing's body shook, and he shook his head: "Impossible..."

If it is true, as Meng Weifan said, it can only show one thing, Meng Fanfan's speed is far above Meng Xing, in order to defeat him in this way at the speed that Meng Xingdu cannot react to.

The star doesn’t believe it.

“The winner, Bufan.”

The old man’s voice fell, and the victory was a foregone conclusion.

He put away his sword and returned to his side.

Mo to laugh:

"With us, no one dares to be with you faster."

Meng Weifan looked straight at him and said, “There is one.”

He smiled, and he knew who he was talking about.

Mo and Meng Weifan talk and laugh, the surrounding departures, and even all the people in the whole field, are looking at Meng Wei's face with absolute heavy eyes.

The famous Meng Xing, above his best speed, was completely defeated by this Bufan.

The first third-ranked head of the list is no longer a paper tiger, this is a tiger with only flesh and blood.

Hm!

The two pillars of light fell, and after the people were slightly stunned, they were happy, and even some schadenfreude.

For the two pillars of light are covered by the wind and thunder.

The two men, who were enveloped in the pillar of light, looked helpless, and they did not expect that the civil war would begin so early.

However, the two are similar in strength, and the status of the wind and thunder pavilion is the same, so no one is willing to admit defeat, it can only be a battle.

The two people's familiarity with each other has added a lot of color to this battle, and they have fought back and forth with each other.

Finally, when the two were about to hit the real fire, the moon spirit spoke, and the two people's intensified battle was stopped.

As for the result, the two men decided to fight again.

Above the playing field, the golden pillar of light continued to fall, and two of the forty were selected to fight in the field.

Chen Yun, Li Motian and other eight days of pride have come to the court one after another, showing the strong strength to shock a man, etc., and at the same time ignited the atmosphere of the entire arena.

Although I know that in the face of others, the eight celestial pride has almost never used the real strength, although every time you see the eight big sky proud shot will be hit, but every time the eight days of pride on the stage will still make the whole scene close their eyes.

“Chen Yunsheng!”

Of course, so far, there has been no battle between the eight great prides, so the achievements of the eight great sky at this time are all victories.

Chen Yun left the fighting field with a faint face, leaving a person with a bleak face on the top of the fighting field.

Two golden lights fell, and two figures appeared on the playing field.

The old man’s voice sounded.

“Move away from the summer!”

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