"Rise the formation!"

The deep rooster's voice rang again, and the purple light prison array suddenly rose.

The general of the Ganyue Kingdom’s Zhenguo fights against the powerful transcendent realm of the Canglan Kingdom!

Full of urine spots.

Everyone was talking about it, almost all of whom thought that Nan Meng would win, which made Qin Jun sigh that this was the advantage of the home court.

"General Nan will win!"

"Just kidding, when did General Nan lose after he became famous?"

"This guy named Zhen Hun is obviously not a match for General Nan."

"Even if you win this game, what should I do if I play the third game? The other party is Xiao Beilong, the general of Canglan Kingdom, and his reputation is no less than that of General Nan."

"It's not good!"

The discussions of the people and monks came into Nan Meng's ears. Zhen Hun was indifferent to this. He stared at Nan Meng and said coldly: "I have wanted to fight with you for a long time, and I hope you don't let me down."

"You are far behind the three major sects in our Ganyue Kingdom. At least they will not let go of their bodies to join the war." Nan Meng smiled disdainfully, and a trace of killing intent flashed through Zhen Hun's eyes.

boom!

The surging spiritual power burst out from Zhen Hun's body, causing the robe to slam his robe. With a stomp on his right foot, the thunder exploded. He was attacking Nan Meng like a sharp arrow, his right hand became a claw, and the gloomy ink color instantly spread from his sleeve to his fingertips.

Nan Meng raised his right hand and a black iron sword appeared in his hand. Facing the fierce Zhen Hun, he slashed directly with a knife, which was dazzling. In the flash of lightning, Zhen Hun fell down, and slid along the bottom of the blade under the action of inertia. Just as the two were about to cross, he poked out with one claw.

bite--

Zhen Hun's claws fell on Nan Meng's armor, causing a metal-like knock. It was obvious that Nan Meng's armor was not an ordinary object and was not damaged at all.

Nan Meng had no expression on his face and kicked out like lightning, forcing Zhen Hun to block his arms. With a bang, the powerful force kicked him out hundreds of meters.

"So domineering!"

Qin Jun couldn't help but sigh that Nan Meng, standing on the Vermilion Bird Platform, had almost no moving position, but Zhen Hun seemed so embarrassed.

Guan Yu and Daji disagreed. They were both transcendent existences in the Transformation Realm, so they naturally would not applaud the battle between the two Transformation Realm cultivators.

The Xiaotian Dog even lay at Qin Jun's feet, as if she had fallen asleep.

Qin Jun was extremely nervous. If Nan Meng lost, he would not even have a chance to play.

"I hope the Ganyue Kingdom will not be so weak!"

Qin Jun murmured to himself, the people and monks around him were shouting Nan Meng's name, with a huge and deafening sound.

The officials and generals in the attic were also extremely nervous. If the duel was lost, the Ganyue Kingdom would be suppressed by Canglan Kingdom and could not raise their heads.

"Father, come on!"

Nan Yuxin shouted excitedly, her voice was not suitable for such an important occasion, but at this moment, no one cared about her rudeness.

Even Emperor Gan's attention was focused on the Suzaku Platform.

Qin Yu's face was changing, and he would glance at Zhu Yishi from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Zhu Yishi had a smile on his face, as if he was not worried that Zhen Hun would lose.

Xiao Beilong stared at Nan Meng above the Zhuque Platform, murmured softly: "The biggest difference between you and me is that you value personal strength, and I care about the overall interests of the situation."

In the military region of Ganyue Kingdom, Nan Meng is the sky. His military power is controlled by him alone, but his generals are overwhelmed by his limelight. No matter what battle, he is rushing forward. His reputation is so powerful that other soldiers are lost.

The higher the status you climb, the more resources you enjoy.

The resources given to the army by the kingdom are basically concentrated on Nan Meng, which is different from the military region of the Canglan Kingdom.

Perhaps Nanmeng is one point stronger than Xiao Beilong, but in terms of the military strength of the two countries, the Ganyue Kingdom has lagged behind in five years.

boom!

Zhen Hun fell from the sky like a ghost, smashing the table to pieces. Nan Meng, who had just dodged, turned around and took a knife, as if he was about to cut the space. The speed was incredibly fast. Zhen Hun, who had no time to dodge, quickly pushed his hands.

In an instant, the black spiritual power gathered into a shield to block him, but unfortunately it was futile.

"when--"

The black shield was shattered by Nan Meng with a knife. The powerful force made Zhen Hun slide backwards, rubbing his feet against the table, leaving two shallow gullies that were dozens of meters long.

After resusciting his body, Zhen Hun felt a sweet throat and couldn't help but spew a blood arrow. His whole aura instantly became weak. His hands kept bleeding, and blood dripped on the Vermilion Bird Platform. With the white white jade rock, it was so red that it was chilling.

"Didn't they say they are between me?" Qin Jun asked Guan Yu with a strange expression.

"Their cultivation is equal, but Nan Meng has been fighting for many years, and his murderous aura has condensed into momentum. In addition, his combat experience is extremely rich, Zhen Hun is naturally no match for him." Guan Yu said with an open eye.

Qin Jun was very curious when he heard this and asked: "What is the situation?"

"Young Master is better off knowing the higher level of momentum for the time being." Guan Yu smiled, but his smile fell in Qin Jun's eyes and felt so worthy of beating.

At this time, Zhen Hun rushed south again.

It is very similar to the first game, with unilateral suppression, but this time it was the turn of the powerful people in Canglan Kingdom to be suppressed.

Although Qin Jun couldn't see their movements clearly, he could still see that if this continues, Nan Meng will definitely win.

The people and monks around the Vermilion Bird Platform felt the same as those of Qin Jun, so the atmosphere on the scene became more and more high.

Continuously being bombarded and attacked constantly.

Zhen Hun is indeed tenacious enough.

Qin Jun was deeply moved. He subconsciously looked at the Canglan Kingdom in the attic. Crown Prince Zhu Yishi still had a smile on his face, as if Zhen Hun was not from their Canglan Kingdom.

"Nan Meng, you are indeed strong enough!"

Zhen Hun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth.

Nan Meng had no expression on his face, and the black iron knife in his hand dripped blood. The blood was not his, but Zhen Hun's.

"Even if I lose, you have to pay a heavy price!"

Zhen Hun shouted angrily, and immediately stomped his feet and rushed towards Nan. Nan Meng smiled disdainfully, and he dared to speak loudly at the end of his strength.

Just as both sides were about to collide, Zhen Hun quickly pulled out a handful of red lotus seeds with his right hand, and he threw them directly at Nan Meng. Because the distance was too close, Nan Meng could only subconsciously raise the knife to resist.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sound of a shocking explosion sounded, and the smoke instantly flooded most of the space in the Purple Light Prison Array, and the people were so scared that they covered their ears.

"Damn it! You're playing with me!"

Qin Jun shouted, Damn, if Nan Meng was so angry that he lost, how could he appear?

Emperor Gan and the generals in the attic stood up together, while Zhu Yishi's face was still full of smiles.

Chen Yan, who was standing on the Suzaku Platform, was blown to the light curtain of the Purple Light Prison Formation, and the poor eunuch was probably shocked and injured.

"Father!"
Chapter completed!