Supreme Mad God

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Chapter 285 I Believe In You This Time

Meng Xiaomeng glared at the fake grandpa and warned, "No matter what you think, you will never do this in the future, or I will ignore you again."

After speaking, he paused and continued: "In addition, you are not allowed to use this method on him again. After I marry him, he is not allowed to have more women, I am his last woman! "

Hearing what Meng Xiaomeng said, a look of dissatisfaction flashed in the fake grandpa's eyes: "Girl, you can't be so careful, it would be nice to have more wives for this kid, and how many more playmates you can have!"

"No, no!" Meng Xiaomeng glared at the fake grandfather and asked, "You said that his current wives were also tricked by you?!"

The fake grandpa said angrily, "Do you think I have nothing to do all day to harass girls?!"

"Hey, I believe you this time!" Meng Xiaomeng turned and walked away: "Don't play this trick with me again, otherwise, I promise not to let you do as you wish, I have already guessed who you are, and Lingxiao Shrine has only A guy who is not doing his job properly, a guy who deceives girls everywhere, so you are a white feather!"

"This girl, actually guessed it!"

Qianji Baiyu stared at Meng Xiaomeng's back, paused, but smiled proudly: "What if you guessed it? Depending on your state, sooner or later you will be kidnapped by that kid to my Lingxiao Shrine, Hey hey hey hey, this time I finally earned it..."

The proud laughter echoed in the night sky, and the figure of the man in black robe had quietly disappeared.

Tang Long took Huanwu Feixue and Ling Qingyao, walked into the training room, opened the isolation barrier in the training room, told everything about himself and Meng Xiaomeng, and told Huan Wu Feixue and Ling Qingyao

After hearing what Tang Long said, Huan Wu Feixue and Ling Qingyao were both stunned!

Huan Wu Feixue stared at Tang Long: "Who is so boring?!"

"I don't know either!" Tang Long curled his lips dejectedly: "It's just that this incident also made me guess a fact!"

Ling Qingyao asked, "What fact did you guess?"

Tang Long smiled bitterly: "I can use the secret of Huixinmen, I believe that at least the person who made fun of me knows it, and even Xunkong probably knows it too."

Ling Qingyao thought for a while, then nodded immediately: "What you said makes sense,

They must have captured Feixue before. At that time, they must have known that you were not there, so they took Feixue and let you come back! "

"That's what I judged too." Tang Long said, thought for a while, looked at Ling Qingyao and Huan Wu Feixue and said, "Next we are in Lingxiao Shrine, we must be more careful, after all, Lingxiao Shrine is obviously bloody. The person from the temple, that Murong Changhe is!"

Next, the three discussed carefully for a while before going to rest together.

It was already the next morning.

Today Tang Long didn't wait for anyone to call, so he went to have breakfast with Huan Wu Feixue and Ling Qingyao.

Xun Kong seemed to have no idea what happened to the Law God last night.

After dinner, he looked at Tang Long and the others carefully as he did a few days ago, and then said solemnly: "Today is the competition of the heaven and earth, you must be serious!"

"Yes!"

Several disciples who have not yet been eliminated, all agreed together.

There are very few people who have not been eliminated, except for Tang Long, there are only two left.

It can be seen from this that if it wasn't for the participation of Tang Long and the three of them, the younger disciples of this session of Lingxiao Shrine would indeed be inferior to other Taikoo sects.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xunkong took everyone to the competition square on Kunlun Terrace.

In this competition, the order must be sorted in advance.

There were a total of 100 people, Tang Long was No. 48, Ling Qingyao was No. 25, and Huanwu Feixue was No. 1!

She was the first to take the stage!

It's not easy for her opponent to grow: a black dress, a long face with soles, a short mouth, very few eyebrows, like two black beans dotted above the eyes, and the eyes are like two mung beans!

"Aren't these eyes very focused!"

Huan Wu Feixue looked at the strange appearance of this warrior, and was also very curious, and couldn't help but look into the eyes of this warrior.

She's looking for eyeballs!

Eyes are so small, how small are these eyeballs!

Huanwu Feixue also felt at this time that it was really not easy for this person to grow up!

"I'm attracting the wind in Xiamei!" The small-eyed martial artist's voice was gloomy and cold, and there was a sudden coldness in his eyes. At this moment, the whole person revealed infinite murderous aura!

His strength is actually very strong, reaching the eighth realm of the emperor!

Illusory Dance Fei Xue is the seventh-level god emperor!

However, facing Mei Zhaofeng in the eighth realm of the God Emperor, Huanwu Feixue is also full of confidence. After all, she is already a first-rank pill god!

The referee on the test stand, by chance, was the old man with patched clothes and a long white beard.

The old man looked at Huan Wu Feixue with obvious love in his eyes: "Girl, if you marry my grandson, I promise to improve your strength a lot, how about it? Give you!"

"I'm sorry, I only have my senior brother in my heart!" Huan Wu Feixue said seriously.

She was also very helpless. In fact, in the competition yesterday afternoon, she also met this old man as the referee, and the old man also mentioned this matter.

Now it's brought up again!

The old man looked at Huan Wu Feixue, obviously not giving up: "You can think about it again, then Tang Long is not good, he is far worse than my grandson!"

Hearing that the old man said that Tang Long was not good, Huan Wu Feixue was immediately angry.

Her bright and clear eyes, with a touch of anger, stared at the old man very unhappily: "Grandpa, I miss you as an elder and respect you, but if you speak ill of my senior brother, then I will no longer treat you as one. Elder!"

"Hey!"

The white-bearded old man sighed in disappointment.

He finally stopped talking, directly announced the start of the competition, and then flashed his figure, already under the competition stage.

The battle between Huanwu Feixue and Mei Zhaofeng has already begun.

Huan Wu Feixue held the Nine Heavens Cold Light Sword and used the domain limit of her mental power, directly suppressing her opponent's combat power by a single level, becoming comparable to her current combat power!

The sword in her hand swung out, drawing strange circles in the air, and in the circles, icy winds whistled out, turning into sharp cones of icy energy spinning rapidly in the air!

"Ice the world!"

With a coquettish shout, the sword in Feixue's hand suddenly swung towards Na Mei Zhaofeng!

As her sword was swung out, the energy cones condensed by the icy energy roared and swirled, attacking Mei Zhaofeng fiercely!

Her attack at this time is very fierce!

"Nine Heavens Yin Wind Claw!"

Mei Zhaofeng's gloomy voice sounded, with two strange gloves on her hands!

This glove is very special. On each of the five fingers of each glove, there are pitch-black sharp blades more than half a meter long. As Mei Zhaofeng grabbed them with both hands, one after another of pitch-black sharp blades exuded fierce energy!

The energy whistled, turned into a wind blade of energy, and attacked towards the magic dance and flying snow.