Youth's Cultivation

"Dangdang..."

"Dangdang..."

Meng Yuhua's figure retreated step by step with the attack, and the light of Huoshen shield became more and more dim that day.

"Click!"

Finally, the sky fire body was exhausted and dissipated around, and two xuanbing swords flew over.

"Fire dragon chop!"

Meng Yuhua roared, tried his best to display a flame, turned into a dragon, and rushed towards two xuanbing swords!

"Whoosh..."

But when the two sides were about to collide, the two xuanbing swords separated left and right, bypassed the fire dragon and rushed to Meng Yuhua!

"Damn, sinister evil woman!"

Meng Yuhua's face changed and he cut to a xuanbing sword on the left, while on the right, he was ready to fight hard. He had five levels of spirit armor. He was confident that the xuanbing sword would not cause too much damage to himself.

Moreover, the fire dragon cut by Meng Yuhua also rushed to Murong Jiu. He believed that his fire dragon's attack power was still above the xuanbing sword!

"Boom!"

Meng Yuhua cut off a xuanbing sword, and the other one hit his left rib, which made him almost fall. Fortunately, his armor sent out a flame to disperse the cold!

At this time, his fire dragon also came to Murong IX, but Meng Yuhua was surprised that the seemingly thin clothes on Murong IX immediately condensed a layer of dark blue ice to block the fire dragon in front of Murong IX.

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded, and Murong nine retreated, but unharmed.

This time, Meng Yuhua was silly. The other party not only attacked better than himself, but also his defensive spirit weapon. What's the origin of this woman!

"Qinglian sword song..."

Again... Meng Yuhua's face is a little white. Their secret skill of Meng family is golden black flame. The duration is limited, but the woman seems to be able to use this attack easily. Why is her spiritual power so pure!

...

"Yuhua, step back!" Meng Qingyun's face was a little ugly, but he saw that the golden black flame on Meng Yuhua was getting dimmer and dimmer. He knew that there was no hope of winning!

Meng Yuhua's face turned blue and red. He claimed to be the leader of the young generation of the Meng family, but he didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of this woman.

"The girl is clever. I'm afraid few people in the same rank can match. I admire her!" Meng Yuhua took a deep breath and said with his fist.

Murong Jiu calmly took back the spirit sword. Meng Yuhua still likes to play tricks. If she loses, she will lose. She said that there are few rivals among her peers, which means that it is not too humiliating to lose!

"There are few rivals among the same level. I'm ashamed of this. The external geniuses are as bright as stars. Maybe you'll see what real geniuses are soon!"

After Murong Jiu said that, he turned and flew out of the challenge arena. Meng Yuhua's face was even more ugly in an instant. If Murong Jiu said that he was not worthy of the word genius!

One draw and one defeat made Meng Qingyun's face more and more ugly. He was full of confidence, but now he is shaking.

The other side also has a fire son at the peak of Yuanying, a sword on the ninth floor of Yuanying, and a blood butcher in huashenjing.

As for Wang Xiaohu, he was completely ignored.

He has full confidence in blood slaughter, but the girl at the peak of Yuanying seems to have no less spiritual power than the girl who just appeared

Meng Qingyun's eyes fell on Meng Feiyan, and finally said with a firm attitude, "Feiyan, you go up in the third game, Xu Sheng can't lose!"

If they lose again in this game, they will win all the next two games, which is also a draw. As the landlord, Jinwu island has no face.

Because there are only a few people on the other side, but they have more than a dozen options. If they lose, what's the excuse.