Become a Summoner today

Chapter 1194

"The tone is arrogant, but it's a pity...you don't have the right to be so crazy to me!" Meng Wuyi raised her head and said fearlessly, "Ling Xiaozi, don't play tricks! If you don't want to be completely defeated, come down and fight with me immediately!"

"Pretending to be a ghost? Oh?"

The gloomy voice passed by their ears, and everyone felt that there was an old man with white hair and childlike face in the square.

His hair was all white, but his face was unusually young, with rosy features, delicate skin, and no wrinkles at all.

Ling Xiaozi, the founder of Ling Xiao Pavilion, finally made an appearance!

He looked around silently, and suddenly sighed: "How can a young man who has the ability to challenge me, Ling Xiaozi, look so ordinary!"

"Ordinary appearance doesn't mean ordinary ability, Ling Xiaozi, I'm here for a challenge, not a beauty pageant!"

"Challenge?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Ling Xiaozi's ruddy face, "You alone? Want to challenge me?"

"You just said that if I can kill twenty of your disciples, give me a chance to challenge! I have already done it, you...should you also fulfill your promise?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiaozi sighed.

"You're very angry, but it's a pity that even if you kill my disciples and grandchildren, you are still not bad, and you are still not my opponent!"

"... Whatever you think, I just want to kill you!"

"Why? For the ruined Mengjia?" Ling Xiaozi asked.

Meng Wuyi raised her head, her eyes were slightly red: "Mengjia is not over yet, as long as we are alive, Mengjia will never end! You can kill a person, but you cannot kill a dream!"

"Dream? Naive!" Ling Xiaozi took half a step back, "Looking at your stupid appearance, no matter how many reasons you say, you definitely won't understand it! Forget it, forget it, I'll treat you as a good person and a good deed, and I'll send it to you—end it !"

It means to fight.

Meng Wuyi knew how ruthless the other party was, but since he dared to stand here, he would not be afraid of death!
"I can't ask for it!"

Hearing his strong tone, Ling Xiaozi sneered: "Young man, do you know that you just rang the death bell for yourself!"

"You also knocked death for yourself!" Meng Wuyi confronted, "Do you dare to be like me, if you can't defeat you within three moves, commit suicide on the spot!"

"I missed your aggressive method," Ling Xiaozi said with a smile, "Come on, let me see how much strength you have yet to use!"

Meng Wuyi heard the words and stopped talking.

He wanted to condense all his strength to deal with Ling Xiaozi.

As for Ling Xiaozi, he seemed to be smiling carelessly, but in fact, deep down in his heart was a wave of panic. He could feel Meng Wuyi's strength, this young man who didn't know how to write about death, was burning his own life!

To defeat him!
"...Do you know that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how much effort you put in, it's useless."

This is irony, but it is also true.

But Meng Wuyi smiled at the corner of her mouth: "So what!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the sky suddenly changed color!
Layers of dark clouds pressed down, changing into the appearance of thousands of skeletons!
This is Ling Xiaozi's true strength, and it is also the root cause of Ling Xiao Pavilion's internal management being chaotic but still standing!

Countless skeletons are crying and howling, and the red rain is falling overwhelmingly. The spectators hurriedly set up the barrier, watching the once-in-a-century battle nervously and excitedly!

What will the young men of Mengjia do!
In other words, what should he do to survive Ling Xiaozi's killer blood rain!
……

"Brother's situation...seems to be very bad!" Su Yun grabbed Ye Junran's hand, "Mr. Long Ze, can you forcefully intervene?"

Long Ze shook his head: "At any time, it's wrong to forcibly intervene in the middle of a duel. And your elder brother probably doesn't want anyone to intervene in the middle, right?"

"...Yes, he is so stubborn and strong, how could he accept..."

Su Yun remembered the way he looked at her, as if looking at a familiar stranger.

"So let's wait and see what happens!" Long Ze said, shaking his fan, "I hope you can understand that everything is—"

"I understand very well, very very clearly." Su Yun said in a low voice, faint ripples appeared in the depths of her heart.

……

The rain of blood was dense, and the wind was raging. At this moment when life and death were forcibly squeezed, a smile appeared on the corner of Meng Wuyi's mouth.

"Do you think this trick can kill me?" The man said stubbornly, his confidence was beyond words.

"I'm so confident, but it's a pity - I'm not far from death!"

Ling Xiaozi said sharply, he only used [-]% of his skill to make Meng Wuyi's whole body on the verge of shattering, how could he take this young challenger to heart!
"Go to hell, ignorant boy!"

"Dead?" Meng Wuyi sneered three times, then raised her head again.

His eyes were full of darkness, bottomless darkness.

"You know? In order to gain power, I don't mind making a deal with the devil!"

Darkness flowed from his body, where the devilish energy passed, the skin quickly withered and peeled off, revealing pale bones!

Ling Xiaozi's rosy expression showed surprise for the first time: "...you...how come...you have a devilish energy on your body! No, this is not ordinary devilish energy, it is picked from the abyss of despair... ...Dark Seeds!"

"Are you surprised? For Mengjia, I can even sell my own soul!"

Meng Wuyi spread out her hands, the hands that could not be corroded by the dark force had exposed the bones, looking pitiful and weird.

"...My talent is limited, even if I am smashed to pieces, I can't become a top powerhouse, but I can burn my life! Ling Xiaozi, break through the blockade of fate, let the fallen Meng family start again, that is all that I, Meng Wuyi, exist in this world ! And you are the one I must kill on the way to achieve my goal!"

As he spoke righteously, despair radiated from all over his body.

He is already crazy, for the ultimate success, fearless!

"...What a big tone!" Ling Xiaozi said angrily.

He has been famous for many years, and he is used to being honorable, but unexpectedly, he was taught a lesson by a young boy!
The anger turned into a strong rain of blood, completely covering Meng Wuyi!

"Destroy—kill!"

The blood rain suddenly turned into a blood sword, smashing down with crackling noises!
Meng Wuyi's world suddenly became endlessly dark, scarlet filled the field of vision, everywhere was lightning and thunder, and death was rampant everywhere!

He is destined to be swallowed by his own blood rain, Ling Xiaozi thought arrogantly, stroking his beard.

pity--

After a burst of unnatural contraction and expansion, the square suddenly exploded!
Countless darkness mixed with blood red flew out from the central sphere, and the place they passed was full of mourning!
Meng Wuyi, who was supposed to be completely engulfed by the red tide, stood in the center of the sphere, and the three-meter area centered on him was spotless.

He raised his head, one eye was burning and the other was blood red.

"Mengjia will not disappear, let alone become history! Because we are still alive, Mengjia is still alive!"

As he said this, he stretched out his hand, and a mass of darkness burned in his palm: "Ling Xiaozi, use your death to achieve the rise of Mengjia!"

(End of this chapter)