Following Suo Ming's explosive roar, the two hammers blasted out at the same time. This was a critical strike from the physical cultivator. A sixteenth-level physical cultivator blasted out with all his strength. The two hammers were spinning, and the posture was absolutely piercing by the sky.
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boom……
Wang Meng was swept several feet away by the air wave and landed on the ground. He smiled slightly and said, "The foundation is good."
At this time, Suo Ming was still posing as the Invincible King Kong. After hearing this, he bent down and gasped for air, as if he had been holding it in for eight lifetimes.
I'm tired, I'm tired, I can hardly hold the hammer anymore, what the hell is going on!
Suo Ming stared at Wang Meng with a pair of copper bell eyes, wishing to hit Wang Meng with two hammers, but his whole body felt like lead and he couldn't move.
Wang Meng, as if provoking his thoughts, walked leisurely in front of him. At this time, as long as he raised his arm and hit it with a hammer, this hateful smiling face would disappear forever from Xiaoqian World.
But the problem is, Suo Ming's remaining front teeth are almost broken, and he still can't lift his hammer.
Although he tried his best in his mind, he was actually overdrawn. Wang Meng slapped Suo Ming on the forehead, and Suo Ming fell straight down without bending his legs as he waited for a pair of bull's eyes.
, lying on the ground still staring, but all the strength was just staring...
When the disciples of Hengshan Hall saw Suo Ming's face was pale and sweating profusely, they already felt waves of dark wind coming. Could it be?
Sure enough, Suo Ming fell happily, and Hengshan Hall was very quiet...is this a defeat?
Akito put away his surprise, "In the fifth game, Lei Guangtang won, with three wins, one draw and one loss, winning this hall match."
Tang Wei's face was frighteningly dark. If it weren't for the people from Lingyin Hall and Feifeng Hall, he might have wanted to kill and silence him.
"Sorcery, this is sorcery, this guy is a monster!"
"Yes, where did this kid come from? He is definitely a witchcraft!"
Someone shouted something, and Hengshan Hall seemed to have grasped the last straw and suddenly burst into shouts.
This shout woke up Tang Wei, "Ahem, brother Mingren, look..."
It's hard to say whether it's magic or not, and Tang Wei isn't sure, but this battle is indeed strange. He just wants to find a way to fight again, or cancel it, and each can get their own spiritual stones back. At least they won't lose.
Seeing so many spiritual stones being taken away, he was so angry that he would vomit blood.
Of course Mingren knew Tang Wei's plan. How could he, who had been his opponent for many years, not understand? However, he also had doubts about when Lingyin Hall would care about Hengshan Hall.
"Destroy this monster!"
"Yes, he must be a spy of the evil cultivator!"
Wang Meng smiled. Fool Qianli really had a chance. Calculated, he was at least half an evil cultivator. This heaven-defying divine personality was not fake.
"Idiots are idiots!"
A teasing and a little excited voice sounded, and the disciples of Hengshan Hall immediately looked at each other angrily. What kind of kid who doesn't care about life and death will be crushed into slag!
But following his gaze, everyone shut up.
Li Tianyi!
He staggered out, but Mr. Li was really excited now, because his worries were all unnecessary.
"There are not many sword cultivators in the entire temple who can perform Feng Xu Wuhen to such an extent. Senior Brother Wang, I am looking forward to our agreement even more."
Li Tianyi said.
Wang...Senior brother? Zhang Xiaopang is a bit incoherent. Damn it, to be called that by Li Tianyi, oh, it means that he and Brother Meng are of the same generation. Doesn't Li Tianyi also have to call him senior brother? Senior brother Zhang, Zhenren Zhang?
Zhang Xiaopang fell into his own world of association.
But the scene was silenced as Li Tianyi opened his mouth. There was not much that was unknown about who Li Tianyi was. Not to mention Li Tianyi’s background, Hengshan Hall could not even afford to offend Lingyin Hall.
Wang Meng's eyes showed a trace of admiration. After experiencing setbacks, this boy could be so calm and calm. He went even further. In terms of talent, he was even better than himself back then.
"I don't know anything about Fengxu Wuhen, it's just a small skill." Wang Meng laughed and said, this is indeed not Fengxu Wuhen. With the footwork of Fengxu Wuhen at the tenth level, he would have been killed by a hammer.
"Okay, this level is definitely among the top ten sword cultivators in each hall. Senior Brother Tang, you did not lose unjustly. This shows that Suo Ming has a strong foundation. It would be difficult for another person to be under the backlash of power without being seriously injured."
Yang Ying also spoke, looking at Wang Meng carefully, as if she wanted to see him through. Is this the person Li Tianyi is looking for?
"Junior brother Wang, you are extraordinary. If you have time someday, you can come to Feifeng Hall as a guest."
Yang Ying took the initiative to invite. I don't know how many people envied her. Zhang Liang even wanted to take a bite. It would be great if he could do it. He would laugh in his dreams.
"Sister Yang, I'm sorry, I have to farm and am very busy." Wang Meng smiled and declined.
Beauty may be an invincible weapon in front of most men, but to Wang Meng, it really is nothing. Yang Ying in front of him is indeed extraordinary, but so what?
Once upon a time, Wang Meng did inherit more from Mo Shan, and he himself was more interested in spiritual practice than beautiful women. Either he was beautiful, but it was not his type.
Yang Ying did not expect that the other party would refuse, and the other party was really not polite. After speaking, it was as if he had not seen her.
"Zhang Xiaopang, pack your things. We are going down the mountain. It is not safe to walk at night."
Wang Meng said, and Zhang Xiaopang immediately jumped up, "That's right, that's right, I'm most afraid of the dark, but fortunately this is the temple, if it were the Demon Heart Sect, I wouldn't dare to leave!"
Looking at a bunch of dazzling spiritual stones being put into the little fat man, the eyes of the disciples of Hengshan Hall were about to pop out. Tang Wei's face was deserted, but he didn't say anything. At this time, as one of the nine heroes of the temple,
First, you have to pretend to be fake.
He probably had this little fat guy cut into pieces in his heart.
"Everyone, see you later." Wang Menggong handed over. This is the territory of Hengshan Hall. Even if he wants to celebrate, he has to change his place.
Everyone in Hengshan Hall watched helplessly as Lei Guangtang took away their spiritual stones, their hearts bleeding.
Suo Ming, who was on the ground, was still struggling to take action, hesitating and not knowing what to say.
"Haha, Brother Tang, let's go now. See you at the competition." Ming Ren bowed his hands. Li Tianyi lost interest in everyone after Wang Meng left. Instead, he was savoring the pace just now and seemed to have some understanding.
"Senior Brother Tang, my little sister also said goodbye."
People from Lingyin Hall and Feifeng Hall left one after another, making Hengshan Hall feel even more lonely.
Tang Wei was filled with anger. Hengshan Hall had always taken advantage of him, but this time he suffered such a big loss in front of so many people. This man was thrown into his grandma's house.
Seeing Suo Ming still struggling on the ground like a piece of dog shit, Tang Wei was furious.
"Throw him out of Hengshan Hall and don't let me see him again!"
(The Heat finally won a game. James needs to be more domineering. If he wants to do everything well, he can't do anything well. He needs to be ruthless and need a tomahawk!)