Martial Godly Emperor

"Senior Sister, you're really vicious!"

Meng Yu blocked Xia Ting's sword thrusting towards him and said speechlessly.

"Aren't we at the Large Competition?"

"The Large Competition must have the appearance of a Large Competition. Do you think that just because I'm so beautiful, I won't seriously compete? How can this be? "

Xia Ting said sincerely and sincerely.

Meng Yu made an "oh" sound, and laughed, "Senior Sister, so it turns out that you are praising your beauty, and are truly extremely smelly and shameless … "Also, we don't have to hit our own people in the Large Competition. We can hit others!"

Meng Yu's sword once again blocked Xia Ting's sword. When the two clashed, streams of light exploded out, forming a huge wave that spread out in all directions.

Many disciples on the stage, including Wan Qing who was on the fourth level of Fetal Origin Stage, had to move to the edge of the stage in order to avoid being affected by the commotion.

These two people were really fighting with their lives on the line!

But even if they wanted to avoid it, it would be useless. Not long later, seven or eight disciples who were only at the first level of Fetal Origin Stage were knocked off the side of the arena by the shockwaves created by their battle.

Before he left, he died first. The chief hero's heart was filled with tears!

These seven or eight disciples had worked hard for many days, and before today's match began, they were even rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, hoping to obtain a good result in the Large Competition.

But at this moment, they were both crying in their hearts, and they were even more so cursing the pair of dog and dog on stage for being shameless!

It was those two men who had ordered them to withdraw from this competition without even making a move!

"Why is big brother Meng Yu and Senior Sister Xia fighting so fiercely?"

"You aren't holding back to welcome even stronger disciples?"

On the stage at the side, Red-clothed Girl, with a big blade on her back, was using her jade hands to send a male disciple flying. At this moment, she stood at the edge of the stage and looked at Meng Yu.

"Wuu wuu, Senior Brother Meng Yu, he is currently flirting with Senior Sister Xia."

Cai Jiaojiao was fighting with a female disciple, and she had already seen through Meng Yu and Xia Ting's actions, so she pouted as she talked.

Ning Ximeng was panting while fighting against a male disciple, she also said in a speechless manner, "Couldn't he have respected the sect's Large Competition a bit? We fought to the point of death, and they were showing love? "

"This is Big Bi Ya, the Sect Master and the elders are standing there watching. Shouldn't they treat him seriously? Is it really okay for the two of them to be playing around like this? "

Compared to the chaotic battles in the other stages, there were only the two of them in Meng Yu's stage, while the other disciples stood far away.

Even so, two more disciples were sent flying by their auras.

He got up from the ground, pointed at Meng Yu, and cursed, "You wretched couple, do you have any respect for the great competition? I've trained so hard, and you guys just show me your love, and you beat me to the ground! Soft Rice King, where is your conscience? "

Just as he finished speaking, a stream of light flew over from that side. With a loud 'peng' sound, the light hit his face!

The disciple quickly got up from the ground. He didn't dare to curse again and ran away with his arms around his head.

"Junior brother, stop hitting me, the other disciples from the same sect already have an opinion, and were even scolding your Soft Rice King just now!"

The green clothed girl said to Meng Yu as she took out her sword.

"He scolded my Soft Rice King. I have already taught him a lesson. He said that we are dogs and dogs, Senior Sister, what do you think? "

"Pah pah, you're the scoundrel!" Xia Ting snorted.

"Junior brother, let's not fight anymore. We need to reserve some strength to deal with the following matches."

Meng Yu laughed, "You hit me first, even if I'm kneeling, I still have to finish this round right?"

As the two spoke, they were no longer as desperate as they were before and their movements gradually slowed down.

"Forget it, I'm not going to fight anymore."

Xia Ting was drenched in sweat as she kept her sword. She took out a white handkerchief and wiped her forehead.

When the others in the ring saw them stop, they all let out secret sighs of relief.

"Look at you, your face is dirty."

Senior Sister Leng Yan pulled Meng Yu to the side of the stage and used a white handkerchief to help him wipe the dirt.

The two of them had flushed faces, and Meng Yu even closed his eyes in embarrassment.

His heart was a little excited, but also a little warm.

This kind of thing, seemed to be something that only the beautiful woman in his memories could have wiped for him when he was young.

"Mother, where are you and father?"

"How can I find you?"

The youth muttered in his heart.

"Junior brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Did I injure you in that fight with all my might?"

Xia Ting could not help but ask when he saw Meng Yu's closed eyes.

"I'm fine …"

"Oh yeah, Senior Sister, do you know about Golden Sea?"

Meng Yu changed the topic and asked.

Golden Sea?

How could she not know?

Her father died there in order to protect the two of them.

And then, on the way back, her mother died.

She had sworn that she would live her life for revenge!

Only, in order to pass through the Golden Sea to take revenge, one had to have the strength of a Tiangang Mirror, and she, was merely a Second Level of Fetal Origin Stage Cultivation Level!

"Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

Meng Yu saw that Xia Ting's face suddenly became pale white, and couldn't help but hold onto the strands of hair on her forehead and ask with concern.

The young girl forced out a smile. "It's nothing. Maybe it's because I just fought with you and was too weak."

Meng Yu hummed, took out a Pills and gave it to the girl to eat, then smiled: "Then, Senior Sister should recover your spirit energy."

As they were speaking, the disciples on the stage realized that Meng Yu and the rest would not act anymore, and rushed to their respective opponents and started fighting.

"Meng Yu and Xia Ting, what are they doing?"

Su Mingxuan, who was watching the competition between the numerous disciples, saw that Meng Yu and Xia Ting were fighting to the point where they were about to die. At this moment, the young man was wiping away the sweat on their opponent's face, while the other one was giving out Pills s with deep concern, looking very emotional, he too was a little confused.

Seated beside was Great Clan Elder Qin Changhe.

He squinted his eyes and laughed, "Sect Master, that is just the way these young lovers express their feelings. Even though they were fighting intensely, and even went all out, none of their moves were aimed at the opponent's vitals. "

"Except, the sect's great competition is taking place right now, but they're using it to talk about love. This is a bit inappropriate."

Standing by the side, Ximen Lei was listening to the reports from the other foremen. He looked at Qin Changhe expressionlessly and asked, "What's wrong with that? If they like it, they love it, if they don't like it, they separate! So what if it's the great sect competition? "

Su Mingxuan also noticed the ambiguous feelings between Meng Yu and himself. He let out a complicated sigh, "This Meng Yu is seriously, he clearly knows that Yaner likes him, yet he went to provoke Xia Ting. Oh right, there's also Cai Jiaojiao.

"I don't approve of his being with Yaner … But Yaner likes him! Sigh, there's only a little more than a year left until our agreement. I just want Yaner to be able to enjoy and enjoy his days … "

At this moment, Chu Xing was once again sitting on a Blue-winged Eagle and flying up to the main peak on his own.

"There's something I want to ask you." Xia Ting suddenly looked at Meng Yu and asked seriously.