Youth's Cultivation

At this time, Meng Qingyun and his family all look ugly. Although Meng Li seems to have an advantage, they don't understand that Meng Li consumes faster. The other party waits for work, and the final victory or defeat may be reversed!

"Mengli, fool, come on, beat her!"

"Kiki, come on, come on, throw that big fool out!"

Meng Feiyan and Huoer start the battle between a young and beautiful girl again. Meng Qingyun is not in the mood to educate Meng Feiyan at this time.

Meng Li is not a fool when he can reach the peak of Yuanying's cultivation, so he knows that he will really lose if he goes on like this, so he slows down the attack, retreats hundreds of meters, holds the fiery iron rod in both hands, and his spiritual power gushes out, roaring towards Si Qi like a flame giant.

Seeing Meng Li's state at the moment, Qi also dared not be careless. Two spiritual forces rushed out quickly, holding two spiritual swords in her hands, flew out in an instant, turned into fire dragons and water Jiaos, and roared towards Meng Li!

"Boom..."

The violent vibration came. Meng Li and Qi flew out at the same time. The flame on Meng Li went out and fell heavily to the ground. The ground made of obsidian was hit with traces!

Si Qi bumped into the parapet of the four elephant array. Although she couldn't see her face because she was wearing a silver mask, a stream of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth and fell towards the ground!

"Monty, fool, stand up!"

"Kiki..."

Meng Feiyan and Huoer exclaimed at the same time, and both rushed to the edge of the array and shouted.

"Pedal pedal..."

Si Qi landed on her feet, staggered and finally stood firm.

"Yeah, Kiki, good, we won!" Huoer shouted excitedly.

"It's not decided whether to win or lose. Meng Li stands up!" Meng Feiyan on the opposite side slapped hard on the light curtain of the array.

"Cough..."

Meng Li coughed twice, vomited out the blood from his mouth, struggled to sit up, took a breath, and finally stood up again, but everyone could see that Meng Li didn't have much combat power at the moment.

But when Meng Li waved, the red iron stick that fell to one side came into his hand, with a bit of madness in his eyes, as if there was the last mace!

"Stop..."

A voice sounded, and everyone looked at the left grandstand. Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth. What does it mean to open his mouth at this time?

"This is a draw!" Wang Xiaohu looks at Meng Qingyun.

"Why, we have unique skills..." Meng Feiyan immediately shouted.

"Feiyan, come back! In the first inning, the two sides drew! " Meng Qingyun scolded. Although Meng Li still has a killer mace, will the other party not? Moreover, if Meng Li uses the assassin's mace at the moment, the damage to himself will be permanent. Although Meng Li is not the most elite disciple of the Meng family, he is indeed the backbone, and even has the opportunity to break through the existence of the realm of God!

Qi was wearing a silver mask and could not see his expression, but she could feel that the spiritual power just condensed on her body gradually subsided.

She knew why Wang Xiaohu wanted to call a draw, because she had just used all her strength. There was a faint sign that the water, fire and spiritual power in Si Qi was out of balance again. If she fought again, the spiritual power in her body would be out of balance, which would cause great trouble for cultivation.

Si Qi is not too difficult to accept the draw. The other party's cultivation is stronger than her, and she is still the elite of Meng family. It is good to get a draw. As for the victory or defeat, Si Qi is not worried, because Wang Xiaohu makes it clear that she wants to entrap people.

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