"Whoever dares to touch my boss, I will kill him. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.)"
"Whoever dares to touch my sect leader, I will kill him."
"Whoever dares to touch my boss, I will kill him..."
Then three consecutive voices suddenly sounded behind Meng Lei, and at the same time, the three people rushed out quickly and landed directly beside Meng Qi Yan'er. Their eyes were staring at Murong Yao with murderous intent, and they were secretly angry.
"Ha ha……"
"Ha ha……"
…
Explosions of laughter broke out.
No matter how well-educated Murong Yao was, he couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Meng Lei and the others and said, "It's really funny that a few Immortal Lords dare to kill people with their cultivation. It's really funny. It's so funny."
"Laugh at your sister."
"Smile again and I will kill you."
Xiao Mo's eyes turned red and he immediately started to curse, feeling very unhappy.
"snort!"
Murong Yao's face changed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It seems that you and Qin Tian are in the same group. If this is the case, then none of you can get out alive. Of course, your young master and your boss will also
I went to the underworld to accompany you."
"Hold!"
Meng Lei immediately uttered a curse word. He who had always been honest and honest actually uttered a curse word. You can imagine the anger in his heart. He was very unhappy when he saw Murong Yao's foul mouth. He clenched his fists tightly and raised his head above his head.
The coquettish blood lotus oozed blood and became very ferocious.
Maomao said directly: "Bald guy, kill him."
Meng Qiyan'er's face changed slightly. She originally wanted to delay time and let Qin Tian come over as soon as possible. She was not familiar with Meng Lei and the others. They only had the strength of the Immortal Lord and wanted them to hide first. Who knew that they were alone?
He was even more violent than the other one. He wanted to rush forward as soon as he came out. He wished he could beat Murong Yao up, and he couldn't help but become anxious in his heart. He said softly: "He is an immortal and powerful man. You are no match for them. Don't take action."
Xiaomo looked at Meng Qiyan'er from head to toe. He smiled and said: "She is pretty good, and she is worthy of our eldest brother, but her face is not as beautiful as sister Yingying's. Her breasts are not as big as sister Demon's. Her butt is not as big as sister Yunman's."
Qiao, her temperament is not as good as that of sister Qinglian, but overall she is pretty good, what do you think, Maomao?"
Maomao also took advantage of the opportunity to take a look and said: "Yeah, but I think the twin sister is prettier than her."
Meng Qiyan'er was so badly beaten that she even wanted to die.
"Depend on."
"You two still have the guts to talk about this, but we are facing a formidable enemy," Lai Bai said.
Xiaomo and Maomao said at the same time: "What are you afraid of? There is a bald guy."
Lai Bai was speechless for a moment, then looked at Meng Lei and said, "Can you do it?"
Meng Lei glanced sideways at Lai Bai and said with a naive smile: "How many are you talking about dealing with?"
"Well?"
Lai Bai was stunned and said, "How many should we deal with?"
Meng Qiyan'er looked at Meng Lei dumbfounded and said in shock: "How many can you deal with?"
"If we go all out, the four of them shouldn't be a problem." Meng Lei scratched his bald head and smiled innocently. He has always been honest and honest towards his own people. He never cares about suffering losses, and he will never lie to his own people.
"Four?"
"Four?"
If her appearance was so bad that she wanted to die after being hit by Xiaomo and Maomao just now, then Meng Qiyan'er really wants to die now, to deal with four immortal supreme powerhouses? They are the current clan leaders of the Four Divine Beasts, how can they say it so easily?
Being despised.
It's not contempt, it's ignorance.
Murong Yao's anger arose secretly, and smoke erupted from his orifices, and he could no longer bear it.
A thought comes.
The power of the white tiger's bloodline exploded directly, his fists turned into claws, the tiger roared, and Murong Yao, who was standing in the sky, suddenly disappeared, and a strong wind swept over him, coming out at the same time with the pressure of the tiger and the tiger.
"Mental pressure?"
The little devil smiled coldly, feeling the mental pressure released by Murong Yao, and sneered excitedly, saying: "Bald man, don't worry about the mental pressure, just attack with all your strength."
"hehe."
"Okay.--Net."
Meng Lei smiled naively, all the eighteen petals of the Forbidden Lotus in the Blood Pond under his feet withered, he frowned, his whole body turned red, and the tattoos on his chest and back emitted bursts of light. Facing the oncoming attack of Murong Yao, his fists were like hammers.
Roaring like thunder, he charged forward in an extremely domineering manner.
"His"
The mental pressure was instantly controlled by the little devil.
The little devil's mental power is beyond that of ordinary people. He has been practicing mental power since he was a baby. His attacks are also mental power. He can control the mental pressure of the immortal supreme power with ease. It is extremely easy. Without the interference of mental pressure, Meng Lei can pass through unimpeded.
Go up to meet him.
"Rumble..."
The force collided together, and the strong energy was like a missile exploding, making a loud noise.
Murong Yao flew backwards, his energy and blood boiling in his body, and he was in excruciating pain. He flew a hundred feet away before he stopped. He glanced sideways and saw that Meng Lei only took a few steps back, his face did not change, he was not breathing, he was completely fine.
In this collision of forces, Murong Yao was completely defeated.
Meng Qiyan'er was stunned again and murmured to herself: "Who are these people? Do Tianyuan Continent specialize in monsters?"
The Immortal Lord still has the upper hand against the Immortal Supreme Power. What's going on?
I don't understand it at all.
Qin Tian broke through the shackles of the realm, but he didn't expect that the people around him were also perverted. Not only was Meng Lei perverted, but the young man wearing blood-colored armor next to him was even more perverted. He could even control the mental pressure released by Murong Yao.
And there was no trace of arrogance on their faces, as if this was a matter of course.
"Damn, bald man, you let me down so much, why didn't you kill him?" Maomao said with a glare.
Meng Lei fell down and scratched his head, saying: "I was wrong. If I had known earlier, I would have used more strength."
"No more."
"No more."
Meng Qiyan'er's eyes flashed and she didn't know what to say. She was worried about them at first. She never thought that each one was more perverted than the other. She couldn't help but feel funny. If she had known it, she wouldn't have worried for so long. They were all strong men at the perverted level.
, who else does she need to be afraid of?
Monrey is very strong.
The physical body is very strong. The bloodline cultivated is even more mysterious. It is extremely powerful. According to Qin Tian's instructions, he has been stimulating the bloodline power in his body for the past half month, but no matter how he stimulates it, the bloodline power is like an endless sea.
Same, no end in sight at all.
The provision of infinite holy core allowed him to make a qualitative leap in strength in just half a month. Not only him, but also Xiao Mo and Maomao.
"I am so angry..."
Murong Yao was furious. He had always been able to restrain himself under any circumstances. At this time, he completely lost his mind. He was beaten by a person of the Immortal Lord, and his blood surged. The White Tiger clan was completely embarrassed by him. He would not kill Meng Lei.
Damn it, he has no face to be the leader of the clan anymore.
"Bald guy, here we go again."
"Give him some color this time..."
Meng Lei said naively: "Okay."
Simple word.
His expression changed immediately. He would never be merciful when facing an enemy. Just now, he didn't expect Murong Yao to be able to withstand his blow. Now he would not be given any chance to get up. In his dantian, the blood power slowly began to flow. His face was ferocious, with a strong aura.
The aura seemed to come from another world, very unfamiliar. Even the two old men on one side frowned. They had no idea what the power flowing in Meng Lei's body was and why it was so powerful.
"burst!"
"The fierce tiger cuts through the sky..."
Murong Yao's whole body's strength was stimulated to form a substantial sword that reached the sky. The sword was like a tiger, fierce and mighty, and the strength tempered by the power of the white tiger's blood was thick. He cut it down with one blow before Meng Lei could charge forward. .
"List..."
The sound of the roaring bells rang out.
With the strong energy, the surrounding buildings collapsed and dust flew everywhere.
"Oh……"
Meng Lei shouted loudly, and the dust disappeared. He looked at Murong Yao not far away with ferocious eyes, like a Buddhist god...
He blocked Murong Yao's slash with one punch.
"Lie" "Cang Dang..."
The broadsword made tiny cracks, and then slowly peeled off, like glass cracking.
"Crash!"
All shattered.
At the same time, Meng Lei's whole body turned blood red, and the corner of his mouth moved as fast as lightning. His fists were dragged behind his back, and ten thin black cracks appeared in the air, space cracks!
"What a powerful force."
"You can actually tear apart space with just your own strength. This guy's cultivation is very terrifying."
"Old Qinglong, do it. Murong Yao is dead, and those old bones can't spare us..."
Immediately.
The two old men suddenly moved.
Suzaku's sharp shout and Qinglong's domineering roar filled the sky.
A dragon and a red bird, their power is astonishing.
Meng Lei's eyes darkened. From the beginning, he knew that the two old men were very powerful. At the same time, he was not afraid at all against the current clan leaders of the Four Divine Beasts, but he was not sure about dealing with the two immortal supreme peak powerhouses.
"Little devil..."
Maomao's expression changed and he shouted loudly.
The little devil screamed in a low voice, and his powerful mental power flew out like a fishing line, shouting "Great control technique, overlord's million strikes..."
"Tianfengcrack..." Maomao also shouted angrily, and fiercely threw out the sharply compressed wind blade in his palm.
Lai Bai is not far behind.
The long sword behind him made buzzing sounds, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and he stabbed out...
"snort."
"Little trick..."
An old man said disdainfully, and turned his hands into a knife, which was like a flame, and slashed out. The other old man chased Meng Lei, with ferocious scales exposed on his hands, and turned his hands into claws, grabbing Meng Lei's back fiercely. back.
"Rumble..."
"Rumble..."
…
"Pfft!"
Xiao Mo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his bright red face turned pale. Then Maomao's wind blade was burned to ashes by a burst of flames. Lai Bai fell down like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily on the ground, his face pale. Silver gray, but the corner of his mouth smiled excitedly.
Only Meng Lei remained in the air.
The moment the old man Qinglong grabbed his back, he still attacked with two punches and hit Murong Yao hard on the chest. Murong Yao was hit hard and fell down, creating a deep pit and fell unconscious.
And Meng Lei also paid a heavy price... (To be continued