"good!"

Feng Lin knew that this battle was not only related to life and death, but also to the safety of the martial arts world. She did not refuse. She took the Bingpo Han Light Sword and arrived on the field in a flash. Her light skills were so fast that she had indeed reached a sensational state!

The Ice Soul Cold Light Sword is a magic weapon of the same level as the Youlong Sword. The sword was slightly transparent and a circle of cold air was emitted around it. Ordinary warriors would have a headache if they had to deal with this wave of cold air.

"What a sword! Unfortunately, this cold air can only be used to replenish me!"

Meng Shentong put his hands behind his back. He practiced the Shura Yinsha Qi, which was already the most yin and fierce cold air in the world. The air conditioning on the Bingpo Han Light Sword was able to deal with others, but it was not at all for him.

"snort!"

Feng Lin snorted coldly, and the cat-eagle slammed into the throne, jumped behind Meng Shentong, and used the anti-Tianshan sword technique continuously. The sword tip was cold and cold, and it was always the key points of Meng Shentong.

Meng Shentong's hands were like iron, and he kept slapping the Bingpo Han Light Sword.

After all, the Shura body has not yet been completely accomplished, so he dare not use his body to force the divine edges like the Ice Soul Han Light Sword.

After three moves in a row, Meng Shentong said: "It's a pity that Tang Xiaolan will be in the future, otherwise I would really want him to see my magical skills!"

As soon as the word "Divine Power" was released, Meng Shentong's palms were instantly pitch black as ink, wrapped in cold wind, and it seemed like a whimpering ghost crying.

With the evil aura, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and it seemed that it was the cold winter month, and dripping water turned into ice.

Feng Lin couldn't help but shivered. Her body-protecting magical skills had already reached the state of inviolation of hot and cold. Even the cold air of the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword could resist it. However, as soon as she approached Meng Shentong, she still felt that her blood was about to condense and her limbs were stiff.

The cold air continued to overflow, and even some of the lowly disciples watching the game could not help but tremble all over, their lips were black and blue, and they were injured by the evil spirit.

The righteous host, Master Zhu Zen, who was recommended by the dude outside the court, frowned and looked at Master Jin Guang next to him, and blurted out: "Is this... this Shura Yinsha Achievement? Why is it even more evil and terrifying than rumors?"

This is true for everyone outside the field, and Feng Lin in the field naturally felt even worse. She even slowed down her light skills, and her wrists were not as flexible as before.

"Hehe... Give me this sword!"

Meng Shentong suddenly showed his hands together, and his dark palm grabbed the sword's edge, making a crisp sound of metal and iron attack.

He transported all the strength of the Shura Yinsha Divine Art to his palm and activated the Shura Achievement to the limit. His fleshy palms were no longer under any magic weapon, and immediately grabbed Feng Lin's divine weapon whose true power was greatly reduced.

"I……"

Feng Lin was just about to pull the sword and retreat when she suddenly felt a yin and cold aura that was ten times more fierce than the cold air around her came from the sword body.

This cold and cold force is extremely fierce, and even the light black can be seen on the sword!

It was Meng Shentong! After he grabbed the sword's edge, he used the Yin Evil Achievement. With the power of the Yin Evil Achievement through objects, the Yin Evil Achievement was more than ten times stronger than the attack out of thin air?

Finally, Feng Lin was alert and became unparalleled. After realizing that something was wrong, she suddenly let go. A "slim chest and tricked the clouds" retreated several feet apart and flew out of the field. She opened her lips and fell to the ground before she could speak, her face dark purple.

"aunt?"

Tang Jingtian and Gui Bing'e both competed for it. Seeing that the gray and black aura on Feng Lin's face had already crawled to her eyebrows, she couldn't help but feel even more frightened and hurriedly fed a few bird pills to her.

"What a great poisonous skill!"

Master Emei Jinguang was the head of the five elders of the Central Plains at this time. After coming over and seeing it, he was also suffocating: "This is just a matter of utilizing things to pass on the power. If it really faces Meng Shentong's flesh palm, I'm afraid..."

"hateful!"

The glacier girl Gui Bing'e saw Meng Shentong hurt her aunt, and snatched her sword. She stretched out her hand and flew out seven Ice Soul Ghost Bullets, making a sound!

This magic bullet was created by the Glacier Heavenly Girl from the thousand-foot ice cave below the Ice Palace, and condensed it. It has always been unfavorable to the enemy.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shentong did not dodge or dodge, suddenly opened a big mouth and swallowed all the Ice Soul Gangs, laughing: "Good thing, it's comparable to seven Ten-full Big Replenishment Pills!"

"This person is amazing, I'm afraid only my parents can deal with it!"

Tang Jingtian whispered in Gui Bing'e's ear. Gui Bing'e also knew that her martial arts skills were just restrained by Meng Shentong. Her face turned dim and she hugged Feng Lin and retreated into the crowd with Tang Jingtian.

"Meng Shentong, don't be crazy!"

An old man jumped into the scene again. Everyone recognized Wu Tianlang from the Kunlun School and his face was shaking.

Although this Kunlun Sect does not enter the six major sects of the Central Plains, it is because martial arts are passed down from the Western Regions, both good and evil. However, they are well-known in the Central Plains martial arts world. Wu Tianlang is known as the number one master of Kunlun. He is 80 years old and has entered the realm of transformation. He can be said to be second only to Zhu Zen in the right path, Jin Guang, two good players in the martial arts world, Taishan Beidou!

At this time, he made a series of attacks with his palms, and it actually wrapped around the rolling heat waves.

When everyone looked carefully, they saw that his hands were burned red like a soldering iron, and they couldn't help but feel a great surprise.

It turned out that Wu Tianlang saw that Meng Shentong's cold poison palm was powerful, so he specially wore Tiansan Silk Gloves on his hand and burned them red with flames. At this time, the yang and internal force in the palm of his palm continued to gush out, and the temperature of the gloves in the outside world did not drop, which was really a bit hotter than charcoal.

With this help, he dared to come out to fight Meng Shentong.

At this time, these hands were grabbed out, and the heat was indeed pressing, as if it had dispelled a lot of the cold air.

"A little trick!" Meng Shentong laughed loudly, and even did not dodge or avoid, he also slapped out his palms!

Huh... Everyone felt a cold wind blowing, and the cold was biting, and they couldn't help but shivering. As the cold wind passed, the orange and red gloves on Wu Tianlang's hand were instantly extinguished, without even a silk of blue smoke. He heard it again, and there were two crisp sounds. Wu Tianlang's hands broke and fainted with screams.

"Haha...who else?"

Meng Shentong laughed wildly towards the sky, his voice shook the whole field.

If Meng Shentong had been the previous one, he would have to leave some thin face to Wu Tianlang, a martial arts celebrity who was both good and evil. But now, as his Shura Yinsha Divine Art skills gradually deepened, and he had fierce battles again, his temperament became more and more extreme and crazy.

"he……"

Gu Zhihua's face was tragic. Seeing that Meng Shentong had a burn on his hand, he himself was unaware of it. It seemed that even the pain had disappeared, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"He's already crazy!"

Jin Shiyi said on the side: "I'm afraid it's all the Eternal Evil Emperor!"

"We have agreed on seven games, and now I have won three games. If you still lose in the next game, then you can only act according to your promise and regard me as the leader of the martial arts world...haha...haha..."

Meng Shentong laughed wildly but said that his mind seemed to be awake but not awake, and seemed to be crazy but not crazy, which was quite strange.

Tongchan and Jin Guang looked at each other. Although they had seen many examples of being possessed by evil spirits, they had never seen anything like Meng Shentong!

But he didn't know that Meng Shentong's invasion was caused by the Shura Yinsha magic skill in the main world. Fang Ming deliberately gave Qiao Beiming's secret book. Although the method of removing fire was not very correct, it also had a little effect, which made Meng Shentong look like this now.

"Men Donald, I will learn about your peerless magical skills!"

At this time, the situation was irreversible, and everyone present also turned their attention to Master Chan and Master Jin Guang, who were the most powerful and most respected in martial arts.

Master Jinguang took a few steps forward and somehow got to the heart of the court. His light skills, which shrank into an inch, immediately won applause from the audience.

He and Master Zhuchan are both Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, and they are as famous as they have never fought with anyone for decades. As soon as they appear, it is really extraordinary. The eyes of the audience are immediately focused on him, and the heroes are all in a tight mood. They all know that this duel between Master Jin Guang and Meng Shentong is not only related to the face of the Central Plains martial arts world, but also a battle of life and death!

"Please give me a gift!" Master Jinguang clasped his hands together, and the magical power of protecting his body naturally formed a defense.

"The old bald donkey wants to beat him!" Meng Shentong's eyebrows flashed with a black color, and he suddenly slapped his palm. It was really like thunder. It arrived in the blink of an eye, and it came with ice and snow, freezing people's hearts.

Master Jinguang stood like a mountain. When Meng Shentong's palm arrived, his right palm also drew half of the arc. He picked it lightly without any effort, but blocked the path Meng Shentong must pass.

The palms were intersecting, and the thunder rolled. Master Jinguang took three steps back. Meng Shentong's body shook and then returned to normal.

Master Jin Guang said tragically: "The donor is good at kung fu, I can only sacrifice my life to accompany you today!"

As soon as this said, the audience was full of uproar. You should know that Master Jin Guang was in his seventies. He became a monk since he was a child and diligently practiced the authentic inner-minded mental methods of Emei. How could he be more ordinary in his 60-year-old skill? He actually lost his opponent in one move, and it seemed that he was determined to throw his life here.

On the spot, several decent leaders held weapons, thinking that they would have to save Master Jinguang no matter what, and they would not care about it even if they rushed forward.

"Haha... the bald donkey died!"

Meng Shentong advanced step by step, and another palm was blowing. Master Jinguang retreated three steps again. A snow-white and crystal clear eyebrows actually condensed with frost, and a mouthful of purple blood gushed out.

"stop!"

Knowing that if Meng Shentong had his third palm, Master Jinguang would be beaten to death here alive. Master Zhuchan immediately shouted and used the supreme lion roar skills to attack Meng Shentong's ear meridians.

Whoosh!

The figure flashed wildly, but it was the Zen Master Damei, the leader of the eighteen Arhats in Shaolin, as well as the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Yi Zhongmu, Tang Jingtian and others rushed forward, surrounded Meng Shentong with all kinds of iron crutches and long swords and weapons.

Meng Shentong's junior brother Yang Chifu and a group of evil demons were despicable and shameless. They rushed forward if they couldn't beat them, but they were also stopped by other good disciples and could not come to rescue them for a while.

"Despicable villain, how could I be afraid of you waiting?"

Although Meng Shentong was surrounded, his face was not worried at all. He suddenly roared to the sky, and his voice shook the whole field. His body suddenly raised several points. His skin was blue and black, and his eyes emitted a fierce light, just like blood from the ground, Shura saw the light of the sky again!
Chapter completed!