Cute Douluo

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Looking at Qian Daoliu again, he looked indifferent, even the Seven Killing Sword was quickly on his old face.

"Actually, I admire you people who have the Seven Kills Sword Martial Spirit. Your father said the same thing back then, but he is still too weak. I still expect him to grow to this level. In the end, who knows he is like that? left."

As soon as he said this, his master Sword Douluo couldn't stop shaking his sword, and the spirit power on his body also burst out.

As the spirit rings appeared one by one, the entire field was filled with murderous aura.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi persuaded him by the side, otherwise his master Sword Douluo would definitely go straight.

The most brainy people on the court are Ning Fengzhi and Yan Mengmeng.

According to the analysis of these two people, overall, the current situation is very unfavorable for Yan Mengmeng.

Not to mention the small number of people, the strength is generally one level weaker, and the spirit hall's master has the initiative.

The only way to break the game is to abandon Yan Mengmeng.

But Ning Fengzhi wouldn't do it, so what's the difference from the Haotianzong back then.

But this method is exactly what Yan Mengmeng wanted.

Let Ning Fengzhi and the others leave first, and then find a chance to run away.

Facing this limit Douluo, Yan Mengmeng was really unsure.

So Yan Mengmeng stepped forward and said: "Old man, I really didn't expect you to do this, but you seem to have made a mistake. Do you think I care about people who have nothing to do with me? Or do you think you can Relying on strength to take me down?"

Speaking of Yan Mengmeng directly exploded with all his aura, forcing everyone on the court to turn on the martial arts to resist this momentum pressure.

Feeling this momentum, Qian Daoliu's face changed drastically. He originally didn't believe that the girl in front of him was a god, but now he couldn't help but believe it. This kind of aura, even his opponent Tang Chen back then was not so terrifying.

Of course, Qian Daoliu was not the only one who felt this momentum. Bibi Dong, who was already injured, vomited another blood and passed out. The ghosts and spirits were all okay, but they couldn’t stand up. Crocodile is even better, it can still be resisted when the spirit is activated.

As for Yan Mengmeng's side, it was the same shock.

This is why Yan Mengmeng clearly surpasses everyone's strength but only wants to be a Title Douluo.

The uncontrollable force not only hurts others but also hurts oneself.

For example, now Ning Fengzhi, and Dugu Bo.

He couldn't stand this powerful pressure at all, and he couldn't even move his whole person directly suppressed.

Not only did it affect the people around him, but also had a small impact on himself. A large amount of soul power was consumed externally, and the poison had lost its suppression in the body and began to spread.

But fortunately, the deterrence effect was achieved, just by looking at the expressions of everyone in the Spirit Hall.

After a while, Yan Mengmeng put away the pressure.

Yan Mengmeng's face turned pale at this time. Fortunately, she had a black soul power coat, and the people in the Spirit Hall did not notice this change.

Yan Mengmeng, who insisted on not showing any flaws, slowly said, "Uncle Ning, let's go first. It's a bit hindering me from cleaning up these old things."

Ning Fengzhi: "Mengmeng, you..."

Like Ning Fengzhi, everyone on Yan Mengmeng looked at her in surprise.

Sword Douluo, Dugu Bo, these are definitely not willing, let a teenage girl face these alone, they can't do it.

Yan Mengmeng: "You can feel it too. I can't control that moment. If it hurts you later, you should go ahead and let the people evacuate, Uncle Ning!"

After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi weighed it up, and yes, it was indeed a bit burdensome to be here now.

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This is the only way to break the game.

At the same time, here is the Wuhun Hall.

This approach by Yan Mengmeng is exactly what Qian Daoliu intended.

He had been looking forward to a battle with God, and he hadn't been so excited for a long time since Tang Chen.

The pressure just now was what Qian Daoliu wanted.

After that, Ning Fengzhi left with the worried people and told Yan Mengmeng to meet her outside the city.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi's worried back, Qian Daoliu smiled.

"Is this what your sect's upper and lower minds are like? But that's all."

Yan Mengmeng: "Hehe, what about your Wuhun Hall, except for despicable means?"

Qian Daoliu: "So how, in the hearts of the civilians you want to protect, you are just a demon, so you are not a god."

Yan Mengmeng: "I never said that I was the god in your mouth."

Speaking of Qian Daoliu, his old face was full of helplessness: "The true gods don't care about those mortals, Elder Jin Crocodile, let them cultivate with ghosts!"

Yan Mengmeng: "I didn't see it, old man, have you seen God?"

Qian Daoliu: "It's useless to tell you these things, don't you want to hurt those people, let's change places!"

Speaking of this, Qian Daoliu directly put away the hundred-foot-high angel Martial Spirit behind him, and his whole body rose into the air and flew into the distance.

Yan Mengmeng was a little puzzled, why this Qian Daoliu was suddenly like this.

It was originally the best opportunity for Yan Mengmeng to run away, but curiosity made her unconsciously follow.

As Qian Daoliu left here, the two came to the foot of an empty mountain.

At this moment, the poison on Yan Mengmeng's body became more and more serious.

After arriving at the place, Qian Daoliu looked around for a while, then turned around to look at Yan Mengmeng, and said slightly, "Let's do it, there are basically no people in a hundred miles."

Yan Mengmeng: "Old man, do you care about the life and death of other people?"

Qian Daoliu: "I don't care if you experience too much, and you will be the same in the future."

Yan Mengmeng: "I'm afraid you are not so simple to bring me over, right?"

Qian Daoliu: "Yes, no, if the old man is right, you are now at the end of the battle, you should have caught that woman's original spider poison, right?"

Yan Mengmeng: "You can also beat you."

Qian Daoliu: "Haha, maybe, I'll find out later."

Speaking of Qian Daoliu once again opened his martial soul, a Baizhang high Seraphim appeared from behind him.

The powerful spirit power fluctuated into a gust of wind, and the entire foot of the mountain was surrounded by golden spirit power.

Immediately Qiandao flowed into the air, standing on the chest of the angel Wuhun behind him, condescendingly looking at Yan Mengmeng.

The old voice was accompanied by the echo of the valley: "Come to fight..."

Yan Mengmeng laughed. If that's the case, then it's a battle, what about level ninety-nine limit Douluo?

Thinking about it, Yan Mengmeng squeezed the Shadow Sword in his hand, and looked at Qian Daoliu who was glowing golden light on top.

The black soul power is distributed without money, starting with one of the strongest attack skills-Hundred Step Flying Sword.

The spirit power radiated from Yan Mengmeng continued to converge in Yan Mengmeng's sword-holding hand, and the Yingying Sword also hovered in his palm.