The Three Realms of Wu and Ao

Meng Wuhen was furious, it was only on the surface, he just wanted to put some pressure on Meng Bufan, Xie Ziyan had just grown up, he couldn't let her go so easily, if Meng Bufan wanted to take her away, he had to pay some price .

Meng Bufan smiled slightly, he didn't know what Meng Wuhen was thinking.

"Master Meng, tell me, what should I do to take Zi Yan away!"

Meng Wuhen was taken aback, he really didn't think about what price Meng Bufan had to pay to take Xie Ziyan away.

At this time, Zhao Yu, who had been following behind Meng Wuhen, became anxious, and he yelled loudly: "No matter what, we won't let you take Zi Yan away!"

Xie Ziyan was the most attractive girl since he grew up. Seeing that Meng Bufan was about to reach an agreement with Meng Wuhen, Zhao Yu was very anxious.

Meng Wuhen stared, Zhao Yu yelled so loudly, it was very rude.

Seeing Master Meng Wuhen glaring at him, Zhao Yu stopped talking, but his face was still full of anger.

Meng Wuhen pondered for a while: "Well, if you really want to take Xie Ziyan away, there are two conditions. First, it is not easy for us to train a talent. You have to pay some price to take her away. Second, , Xie Ziyan has stayed in the Louvre for so long, her senior brothers must be reluctant to let her go, if you can defeat Xie Ziyan's senior brothers, no one will stop you, what do you think!"

Meng Bufan was amused when he heard it. The so-called price was nothing more than psychic fluids and spirit stones. In his heart, let alone a young man like Zhao Yu, even if he is facing Meng Wuhen, he is not afraid at all.

Meng Wuhen set such a condition, just to give both parties a step. In addition, he also wanted to let Meng Bufan stimulate the young people in the Louvre, let them know that there are others, lest they all be arrogant and domineering like Zhao Yu.

"Okay, I accept." Meng Bufan agreed decisively.

Afterwards, with a wave of Meng Bufan's palm, a medium-grade Qiankun ring flew towards Meng Wuhen: "Master Meng, I wonder if these things are enough for Ziyan's expenses in the Louvre!"

Meng Wuhen took over the Qiankun Ring, and probed inside with his divine sense. The inside of the Qiankun Ring was full of spiritual fluids. Meng Wuhen was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

There are at least a few thousand bottles of these spiritual liquids, which are enough for the disciples of the Louvre Cloud Temple to consume for a month. This compensation is relatively heavy. Meng Wuhen secretly marveled, this young man named Meng Bufan is really rich.

Next, Meng Bufan will accept the challenge from the younger generation of the Louvre Palace. He will accept the challenge from the entire Louvre Palace, not just the disciples of the Yunxiao Temple. Those talented young people in the main hall of the Louvre Palace are stronger than Zhao Yu. much better.

However, Zhao Yu lowered his head in frustration. He had fought against Meng Bufan, so he naturally knew how strong Meng Bufan was. , no one can stop Meng Bufan.

The challenge Meng Wuhen raised now was just a situation.

The challenge is at the biggest arena over the main hall of the Louvre Palace.

Everyone in the Louvre was alarmed. Qin Kun, Wei Song and Xie Ziyan stood together, watching Meng Bufan on the stage.

Meng Bufan didn't deliberately release his aura. He also understood that the focus of Meng Wuhen's two conditions was still the first one. As for accepting the challenge from the younger generation's disciples, it was just to stimulate the younger generation, and it was just a formality.

Xie Ziyan looked at Meng Bufan on the stage, her eyes were full of smiles, her heart was full of pride, this is her man, who dared to challenge the entire younger generation of the Louvre alone, all of this was for her, which made Xie Ziyan My heart is full of emotion.

Among the people watching the battle under the stage, even Nie Feng, the palace master of the Louvre Palace, was dispatched. This is a figure comparable to Guan Mubai, and he is also the master of the first palace. He is a little worse than Guan Mubai back then. He is now at the late stage of the Martial God, no worse than Ling Yunning Fengyun and other palace masters.

There is another person whose heart is full of emotions. He is the representative of the Louvre and Nie Feng's deputy. After the trial in the Golden Crow Secret Realm, in order to let Meng Bufan choose the Louvre, he also promised Meng Bufan that when he arrived The Louvre Palace presented him with a heaven-level top-quality weapon, but he was very disappointed in the result, and Meng Bufan still chose the Piaomiao Palace.

Now that Meng Bufan has become so powerful, although the result proved that he has a good vision, it made him even more disappointed. He even wondered if Guan Mubai's promotion to immortality was also due to Meng Bufan's monstrous luck.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Jiang Wenxiang, the direct disciple of Palace Master Nie Feng, appeared on the stage.

"I'm Jiang Wenxiang, I hope brother Meng will enlighten me." Jiang Wenxiang is a relatively modest person, and he can naturally see that Meng Bufan is far stronger than him, but he can only bite the bullet and play, he is the palace lord Nie Feng's personal disciple can be said to be the most powerful person in the younger generation. If he doesn't play, no one will be able to play.

"Brother Jiang, please be polite." Meng Bufan didn't hold back, but chose to treat each other with courtesy.

With a sound of "shua", Jiang Wenxiang pulled out the sword in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, a sharp sword light struck Meng Bufan.

In order to show respect for others, Meng Bufan still took out his blue light sword. If he meets Jiang Wenxiang's challenge with bare hands, he seems to be under suspicion of belittling others. relation.

The blue light sword in his hand stabbed at the sword in Jiang Wenxiang's hand in a nonchalant manner.

What makes people feel strange is that such a simple move seems to contain infinite sword intent.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, they could only see a gigantic sword swinging lightly towards Jiang Wenxiang. With such a huge sword, Jiang Wenxiang had no way to hide. His sharp sword just now was like a fist embroidered on his legs.

The eyes of Nie Feng, the owner of the Louvre Palace, and several elders froze, the second level of sword intent---I am the sword.

Meng Bufan's actual achievements were deeper than what they saw on the surface, Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his best disciple, I'm afraid he couldn't catch even a single move from others.

The result also verified his judgment, Jiang Wenxiang kept retreating to avoid the huge blue light sword.

At this time, he had no way to attack, and he was already thankful for being able to avoid Meng Bufan's move.

Now it's not a life-and-death struggle, and there is no enmity between the two of them, so Meng Bufan naturally won't force the other party too much, Meng Bufan flicked his wrist, and put away the blue light sword.

"Brother Meng is really good, Jiang Mou sighs that he is far inferior." After he finished speaking, he jumped off the ring.

Zhao Yu, who was watching the battle from the audience, was already ashamed. Only then did he know how big the gap between himself and Meng Bufan was. He couldn't even catch Jiang Wenxiang's ten moves, and Jiang Wenxiang couldn't catch Meng Bufan's one move. I can't even handle it, the gap between him and Meng Bufan, needless to say, at this time, Xie Ziyan didn't even dare to think about it.

At this time, an old man suddenly jumped onto the ring.

Xie Ziyan, who was watching the battle from the audience, felt tense. This old man is Wu Hei, the great elder of the Louvre. He is aggressive and brave. He is an elder in the late stage of the martial arts, so he won't challenge a junior like Meng Bufan, right?