Ying Ying nodded, and immediately put away the Dan furnace and went back to the room to rest.

Murong Xiu sat cross-legged, running a hundred grass battles, stirring the Martial Vein Galaxy, and the majestic and vast spiritual power flowed around her body, constantly brushing her meridian pulses wider and tougher.

Between breathing and breathing, she could hear the sound of all the leaves fluttering and moving in the wind and grass within a hundred feet around the wooden house, but there was a strong sense of uneasiness that welled up in his heart, making her feel as if something ominous was about to happen.

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Climbing over a hill in front of them, there was a camp on the west side of the treasure cave where Wang Meng and his family were located, and their tent was very poorly built, sitting in front of a high cliff, far away from the camping places of other sects, and they usually did not interact with each other at all.

"I'm finally almost home, I have to tell Brother Murong to reassure him," Wang Meng thought so, and began to use the Qianli Transmission to report to Murong Xiu that he was safe, but what surprised him was that his Qianli Transmission actually failed.

"Damn! It's really a slanted door, this is impossible, is there a ghost blocking the way?" Wang Meng tried again, his voice was blocked again, and he simply stopped speaking, and said in his heart: Anyway, I have to visit Murong Xiu tomorrow.

The last hour of the long night is about to pass, and the dawn is coming, but under an ancient pine tree, there is a bleak white robe fluttering in the wind like a ghost.

It was Sun Ce, who was even more terrifying than a ghost, and I saw him standing there with a pale face as if he had not touched the ground, like a ghost hanged on Honka.

Wang Meng only felt that the murderous aura was rolling towards him, but fortunately, his spiritual power was also quite strong, and he had supreme hard skills to protect his body, and he did not waver at all under the pressure of Sun Ce's mountain-like spiritual power, but he was still surprised by Sun Ce's weirdness.

With his super spiritual sense sensing ability, even if the innate master was hidden within a hundred zhang, he could also sense the aura of danger, but when Sun Ce suddenly appeared in front of him, he realized his existence, this guy really deserved to be a top master.

"Sun Ce, what are you doing here?" Wang Meng glared angrily.

"Sooner or later, what should come will come, and what should go will always have to go. Sun Ce held the hilt of the sword, his fingers were slender and slender, the palm of his hand was as steady as a chime, the sword was not out, the murderous aura was imminent, and it was soul-stirring.

The huge ancient pine behind him, swaying left and right between his breath and breathing, the roots of the tree "creaking" and constantly breaking, it looked extremely terrifying, you must know that it is not difficult to destroy this ancient pine, but if you can make it shake so violently between breathing and breathing without falling and not breaking, this requires extremely high and subtle control of spiritual power to do it.

If you use a lot of force, it will break, and if you use less force, it will not shake.

"What kind of fart are you kidding?" Lao Tzu doesn't seem to understand," Wang Meng clenched his two iron fists and was ready to fight at any time, he knew that those who came were not good and those who were good did not come.

"You know what you've done, what you know, that's what you shouldn't have done and shouldn't have known. Sun Ce said coldly.

"Oh, Lao Tzu just killed a beast, and he also knew the secret of a certain beast's madness, so what?" Wang Meng was secretly surprised, this Sun Ce's news was well-informed.

"Even if you don't come to me, Lao Tzu is about to question you, why do you want to poison the masters of various factions? What is the ulterior motive?" Wang said fiercely, he was out today, anyway, looking at Sun Ce's posture, he would not let him go, just let go with this kid.

"A person who knows too much will die, and you not only killed my people, but also knew my secrets, it is simply more than innocent, who said that the masters of the major factions were poisoned? Who will believe your nonsense? Not to mention that you are about to become a real ghost. Sun Ce's murderous aura was sharp, and the ancient pine tree behind him was suddenly destroyed into powder by his murderous aura.

Such a towering ancient pine suddenly turned into powder and flew all over the sky, which made people look shocking.

However, Xiong Zhuang and Wei Fenghou beside Wang Meng were extremely calm, and Wang Meng secretly praised him: He is worthy of being my Wang Meng's brother, and he is not afraid of danger and would rather bend than bend.

"Damn! Lao Tzu will not let you go even if he becomes a powerful ghost, and your junior may not be Lao Tzu's opponent, look at the boxing!" Wang Meng roared and rushed towards Sun Ce, swinging his fist and slamming Sun Ce's head in the air.

The boxing method he performed is called "King Kong Demon Fist", and his own tower-like body has also condensed into a taller, seemingly tower-like King Kong Arhat's hegemonic phantom, the fist shadow is as big as a hill, and there is a thunderous roar in the fist!

Wang Meng smashed his fist on the place where Sun Ce was standing, blasting out a huge deep pit, and the rubble was splashing all over the sky, and even the entire hill shook violently a few times, as if it were an earthquake.

Sun Ce was long gone, but a sword flew up behind Wang Meng strangely, and a sword stabbed Wang Meng in the back of the head, and Wang Meng flew straight out.

Fortunately, it didn't pierce the back of his head, but it hurt Wang Meng for a while, if someone else stabbed him with a sword, it was like tickling him, but Sun Ce's sword was as heavy as Mount Tai's pressure, and it was like a heavenly hammer impact, which was unbearable.

"It's really hard! I don't know how many swords I can take?" Sun Ce's body flew up like a ghost, he could constantly change the direction and angle of his attack in the air, and his body was constantly twisting and deforming sharply, forming countless phantoms, which was dazzling.

Wang Meng couldn't distinguish his true body, so he had to use the Vajra Demon Fist to fight fast and protect the vital places around him, only to see countless hills-like fist shadows swinging, smashing this hill into deep pits everywhere, almost cutting off more than one-fifth of the height of the hill, and the huge roar was endless.

Wang Meng was also strange, such a big movement, not a single master came to watch? In fact, even if there were onlookers, no one would help Wang Meng, after all, he had offended people, and no one dared to offend Sun Ce.

Wang Meng has been stabbed in many places, and he feels that his movements are getting slower and slower, because the places that Sun Ce stabbed are all important acupuncture points, and these acupuncture points are pointed out by Sun Ce, and it is quite good that Wang Meng can still move.

"Big brother, let's help you," Seeing that Wang Meng was gradually losing his strength, Xiong Zhuang and Wei Fenghou both rushed from behind him, Wang Meng was greatly moved, and said secretly: Good brother!

But what happened next shocked him - the two of them did not pounce on Sun Ce at all, but wrapped his arms and legs around him from left to right, making him unable to move, which immediately made Wang Meng angry: "Two miscellaneous pieces!

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