Chapter 1487: Her name is Zhang Yumeng.

[2 in 1 for 潇瑟丶g plus more 5]
"Zhang Yumeng, where is she from the strong?"
I do not know how many people see this scene and then the cold, the dark road is terrible.
"Only this hot sea is enough to make her a leader in the younger generation of Zongmen."
"Awesome magical powers, this is definitely her unique magical power, otherwise the sea of ​​fire can not present such a terrible power."
"Really is... extraordinary." Jianzhufeng’s peak whispered.
Even Xing Nan was shocked: "No wonder I will lose, it looks like she did not do anything when she hit me."
It seems that it is too simple to understand what it is and how to play against him.
The surrounding arguments have gradually increased.
Hey!
Can be used when the attacks collide with each other.
The scene is calm again.
There is no amount of light, gathered in the place where the powerful secrets of the two men meet.
The sea of ​​fire is burning the rain and the sword.
"Ok?"
The soul felt a bit of pressure, he stared and had to deal with it all.
"raindrop......"
"A very strong flame."
But the soul is not nervous, his hands are smashing, and his eyes suddenly bloom:
"The water is built into the river!"
Oh la la...
Numerous raindrops pouring down from the air, at this moment, gathered into a river, its power is increased five times, but also more cohesive.
Looking at the naked eye, this is a river in the air.
In the sense of induction, it seems to be a sword flow.
The movement of the sword is like a python. As long as the energy above is constant, the river will not break.
"hiss!"
The peak of Jianhaifeng was shocked: "The soul understands the extension of the raindrop secret technique. It is really exaggerating."
It is very difficult to change the secret technique. Unless you enter the state of enlightenment, you can comprehend some, but it is also a big project to achieve the fit and integration.
Nowadays, the soul has developed the raindrop secret technique into a change of water and river.
This qualification makes the peak seat amazing.
As everyone knows, after the accumulation of water into the river, the soul has a river and a river, and even the third change is like the sea. He is still comprehending and practicing. Although this is the case, it can also be used to show the sea like a sea. From the surgery, the horror, only the soul knows.
The first change, the accumulation of water into the river, so that Meng Meng's fire is reduced.
"what?"
Meng Meng feels different.
"Some skills."
She was secret in her heart.
"The fire phoenix spreads its wings."
Meng Meng thought of a move, once again played a powerful secret.
squeak!
Under the eyes of the public, there was a sudden change in the endless fire, and many fires continued to converge. Gradually, a lively fire and phoenix showed the world.
It screamed in the sky, and the wings moved and went up.
"This, this is this?"
The peak of Jianzhufeng’s peak is stunned:
Does this magical power she?

Opposite them, near Jianhai Peak, an elder was shocked:
"In the magical or secret technique, we tend to show some ways to see the movements of the soul, like a river, some are mountains, some are trees, some are boulders, and some are carved into creatures, wolves and tigers and leopards, without exception, To portray these, you need to have an intuitive understanding of the creatures, so that you can play it out, it can be so vivid, is it... Is it that she has seen and touched it? It is incredible."
As everyone knows, these Meng Meng have not seen, but Zhang Han has not only seen, even eaten...
"She is so strong?"
The soul of the soul of the sister is condensed.
In the beginning, she was very determined and confident that her brother would win.
However, when I hit this scene, she has a hint of looseness in her firm heart.
"Not simple."
At the other end, Yue Wuwei suddenly touched his beard, and his eyes looked at the soul with some deep meaning.
"This is a person with a big chance." Zhang Han said quietly.
"That..." Zi Yan's eyes were slightly condensed.
"You guess who will win?" Yue Wuwei said, "I am the opposite kid."
"It must be Meng Meng." Yue Xiao said.
Zhang Han shook his head slightly and smiled: "There is no big chance to win, on the cards, my daughter is more."
"But there is still a gap between hard power and realm." Yue Wuwei said: "The kid is a pre-finished period, and it is not the general pre-existing period. I watch him breathe, very steady. Through the technique of secret technique, I think He has no problem in the middle of the general refining, and Meng Meng is still small. How old is she? At the age of 18, the time of practice is still short. In the early stage of the rejuvenation of the gods, it is enough for the early stage of the battle, but it is possible to fight the kid, maybe Still almost."
"The analysis is good." After Zhang Han clicked his head, he shook his head and said, "My daughter can win three points."
Talking is so confident.
Because only he is clear, he taught some of Meng Meng's moves, what is the end.
A lot of secret techniques can be extended to the magical powers that they comprehend. Which of these is the well-known and famous martial arts of the ninth-order, and the general limit is extremely high.
Even if the soul has some chances, it can't be compared. He is a martyrdom monk. If it is really said by others, it is a peak of a god, and it may have to be pressed on the ground.
With the blast of the phoenix.
The soul of the soul was shrunk, and he sank, and the long sword of his right hand slammed a semicircle.
Hey!
The defensive layer of incomparable gaze surrounded him, and he turned into a streamer and swooped down quickly.
He wants to fight close!
At the same time, he also controlled the accumulation of water into the river. The last power, killing the energy of the fire and the phoenix, he plunged into it, and the sword light flashed, as if the fire and phoenix exploded inside.
Nourish!
The phoenix was smashed by his hard life.
"A sword breaks the mountain."
"The second sword broke the river."
"Three swords are empty!"
"Four swords meteor changes!"
"..."
The soul smashed out nine swords.
A strong sword, so that the surrounding is once again in the air.
"It is the first person in the eastern part of the South Bank, so strong!"
"Zhang Yumeng is also very powerful, but after all, it is too young."
"Look at the breath and state of the soul, it is estimated that the distance is not far from the smelting of the virtual world. If he reaches the smoldering, he can be promoted to the upper level of the sect!"
Refining the virtual environment is the benchmark for protecting the law. Because the merits of the soul are high, it is the identity of the protector.
There are also a lot of such disciples, and they also prove that they can completely break through to the smelting of the virtual world. With this capital, it is considered to be the place to protect the law in advance.
But no one knows that the distance between the soul and the middle of the refining is not far away.
Under the nine swords, everything is invisible.
Meng Meng is very clear, in the face of this move, want to escape, it is very difficult, almost can not escape.
But she did not want to escape.
Isn't it a hard face?
Meng Meng's eyes suddenly turned a bit fierce, and she had a long sword in her right hand. With her eyes, she burst into a crystal cold.
"Whales don't swallow the sea."
"Sword is already in the autumn!"
Nourish!
A light yellow sword mang, instantly absorbed all the energy in all directions.
Some of the energy, including the raindrops, is dissipated, including the energy of the sprouting phoenix, including the surrounding aura.
This is an extremely terrifying power to swallow.
Even the soul of the sword, the energy is a little bit tremble.
"This sword..." Zhang Han sighed: "The name is the dusk sword."
Waiting for Yue Wuwei to ask, Zhang Han murmurs:
"I knew an old predecessor. His understanding of the kendo was at its peak. It was difficult to meet the enemy in the celestial world. Many people called him the sword god. When I knew him, he was a coveted year. He was the sword, and he will finally Energy, including vitality, hit the last sword, the sword, the world, the entire star field, and I don’t know how many of the robbers’ black clouds have been shattered.

"I have learned a lot of kendo secrets and even magical powers with him, but each can't be compared with the dusk sword. Through one of his secret techniques, I realized the scene at that time. It is the origin of the dusk sword, although I can't Compared with a sword, but also has its three-point conception. With these alone, the dusk sword is the top secret technique in the kendo of the immortal world."
"My daughter only learned a trace of silk, but the power is not bad."
At the end of the day, Zhang Han put away his feelings and smiled a few times.
"Oh, I’m worried."
Yue Wuwei looked at the rising yellow swordsman and his beard trembled.
He is also looking forward to the 9th-order scenery.
Yue Wuwei can't see the mystery of this sword. In fact, there is no such thing as a mystery. There is no adaptation to the state of mind. There is no such understanding, but there is only one in it.
Although this is the case, after the mastery, the combat effectiveness is improved. This is the purpose of Zhang Han.
He didn't want to be the kind of swordsman.
Yes but not necessary.
Others can't see the mystery of the twilight sword, but they can feel the horror power.
"This......"
The soul's face changed slightly, and his zombie face finally changed.
"This sword."
"wonderful."
The soul figure retreats, giving up the change and closeness.
Oh...
Nine swordsmanship can't stop the attack of the dusk sword.
What is very surprising is that after the nine swordsmanships are broken, the scattered energy is absorbed by the sword at dusk.
It seems to be stronger.
"Not bad."
The soul hangs a little dignity.
The long sword is constantly waving.
At his attempt, he finally found a flaw.
As the distance became longer, he found that Meng Meng’s control over the dusk was also unstable.
"Continue upwards!"
The soul flies to the sky while resisting the dusk.
I don’t know how many people are watching.
The soul is heavy and feels the sword:
"Continue upwards."
Oh...
In the beginning, the soul is a person. Gradually, what his face is, can't be seen clearly, just a black shadow.
Soon, the shadow became a sesame size, and after a while, the figure disappeared.
"What does it mean?"
Many people present at the scene are intimidating.
"The soul is being beaten?"
"God, no wins, no escape from the scene, absolutely."
"Goth him..." The soul stunned his forehead: "Although the other party is strong, but not to escape so far?"
Everyone is found.
Because the soul knows that this sword is not resistant, it avoids it.
Can hide and hide, this distance is too far away.
It is estimated that a sword will smash in the past, and the distance to the soul will naturally dissipate.
"Can the fight still be like this?"
A fat man in the crowd said: "Then I will leave directly after the battle. If I have to rest for two hours, can I continue to fight?"
"What is he doing?"
The voice of the argument gradually sounded.
Many people believe that the soul should be able to withstand this sword.
"Perhaps this is the way Zhang Yumeng finally pressed the bottom of the box. If he paid some price to resist the past, wouldn't he win directly?"
"Yeah, I don't want to understand."
"..."
"Cut." Hearing these arguments, Yue Xiao screamed.
There are many ways to sprout, and there are some stories about the dusk sword, but in Meng Meng, isn’t it a secret sword?
In fact, Yue Xiaocao feels that with Zhang Shushu's urinary degree, it is estimated that every move that is taught to Meng Meng has a story like a dusk sword.
Hey!
Far away, everyone can see a black dot.
"came back?"
Meng Meng was a little dazed and blinked.
This very serious way of running away makes her a bit of an eye-opener.
It is very special.
For the first time, she encountered this kind of battle.
"Will you come back later?"
Meng Meng far asked a sentence.
"do not fight."
The soul looked calm and bluntly said: "You can't prevent your sword, this battle, I lose."
After talking about the soul, I looked at the soul in the crowd, nodded, turned and left.
His back, in the eyes of everyone, felt a bit bleak.
After this war, the first person in the eastern part of the South Bank became a past tense, and a rising star Zhang Yumeng became the first person in the eastern part of the South Bank.
"you are great."
Not only is the soul not angry, but also looks at Meng Meng with a smile, and the attitude and tone are excellent: "Zhang Yumeng, you are beautiful, still so powerful, it is a model of my generation."
"You are too polite." Meng Meng said with a smile.
"One thousand points I will give you a turn, and these five kinds of six-level Lingbao, take it." The soul took out something.
When you see it, you will be able to take advantage of it: "Challenging others can make money, this is a good deal."
"That, what do you think of my brother?" The soul suddenly whispered.
"It's okay, I think it's very powerful." Meng Meng smashed.
"The length of the person is also very handsome?" asked the soul.
"Hey, you think handsome is handsome." Meng Meng looks suspicious.
What is this soul to do?
How is a matchmaker look like?
"Cough, don't talk indiscriminately, or my dad should beat someone." Meng Meng couldn't help but remind her.
"what?"
This time it was the turn of the soul, she meditated for two seconds, and said with a smile: "I don't talk nonsense, that, you are Jianzhufeng, I have time to find you to chat."
"Ok."
The cute smile of the soul is somewhat meaningful, full of deep meaning, not numb.
This guy should not be a lily?
hiss!
Think of this possibility, Meng Meng the cool air.
Ready to go back and find someone to inquire about the news of the soul.
"Nothing, congratulations on becoming the first person in the eastern part of the South Bank. If you have this name, you will have a lot of benefits. You will realize it slowly. Oh, no, I will chat with you and say that there are many people here. gone."
The soul smiled and said hello.
When he turned his head, he also saw the soul in the distance, turned sideways and looked back.
"You see, my brother can't help but secretly look at you, he is sulking, don't care," said the soul.
"Come on, or you will be embarrassed for a while." Meng Meng said something again.
"Hehehe."
The soul smiled and didn't talk, left here.
As everyone knows, the soul in front, the face is incomparably dark.
"The soul lost."
The peak of Jianhaifeng shook his head: "There is no complaint of losing, Zhang Yumeng is very strong, young is not big, there is such a repair and secret technique, the qualification is terrible, my sword can be so arrogant, fortunate..... ."
He said he took the lead and left.
"Hahaha, this is the attitude that the first person of Jianzhufeng should have!" The peak of Jianzhufeng laughed.
"Cough, huh, huh, huh, huh, cough..."
As everyone knows, the former first person Xing Nan, looks like this.
I can't help but think: Peak, if you can't talk, talk less, leave some face for your disciples.
"Zhang Yumeng."
Some elders, guarding the law, staring at Meng Meng and looking at the sound, shaking their heads and leaving.
This war, they feel that this trip is worthwhile.

Zhang Yumeng, the first person in the eastern part of the South Bank.

"Jianzhufeng Zhang Yumeng."
"She is called Zhang Yumeng."
"People are beautiful and sweet."
"..."
At this moment, too many people remember the name, Zhang Yumeng.
People talk to each other.
Shocking, it feels like dreaming.
The soul that has been under pressure for several years has finally lost.
The destruction of a myth represents the rise of another myth.
"Won."
Meng Meng flew back to Zhang Han's side, smiling expression, her beautiful big eyes, with a familiar look.
"This has won, my daughter is really amazing."
Zhang Han praised the road.
"It’s a good time to say it, it was a fool of me when I was young." Meng Meng was not happy.
"Ha ha ha."
Zhang Han opened his mouth and laughed, and then his face was positive: "My daughter's battle level has improved a lot, and it has been cultivated very solidly. This is related to your usual hard work. The selection and display of mystery are very targeted and unique. Congratulations, my little princess, you can already work as a teacher in your battle experience."
"Giggle."
Meng Meng said with a smile: "You have to continue to learn with the father and the king."
"Hey, you are so beautiful." Zi Yan laughed.
"My dad just bet you lose, Meng Meng." Yue Xiao's strength to interpret the meaning of the words.
"I said?" Yue Wuwei looked confused.
"That said." Zhang Han, Zi Yan, Yue Xiaozhong three people in unison.
Yue Wuwei: "..."
Meng Meng heard the words and said: "Small troubles, hello sisters have been said, you can not say a little at night?"
Yue Xiaoyun was stunned: "What do you mean by cutting my dad's beard?"
"Right."
"good idea."
"..."
When they heard them, Yue Wuwei trembled.
When I am about to return to the house.
Zhang Hancai said: "The soul is the early stage of refining the emptiness, and it can fight the general middle of the refining, so Yue Lao said that you may have to lose a little."
"Ah?" Meng Meng screamed: "Then he showed the peak of the of ecstasy, why is he hiding his strength?"
"I don't know, I might have my own thoughts." Zhang Han shook his head and smiled and said, "How many successes did you have?"
"70%... It’s 80%." Meng Meng thought about it.
"Enough is enough."
Zhang Han’s eyes were slightly stunned and said:
If you fight with all your strength, you may only win three points, or simply say that the two of you are equal and equally divided.

"Yes, I mean this, it's almost equal to the autumn, this is already very powerful." Yue Wuwei said again and again.
"But if it is a life-and-death battle."
Zhang Han suddenly added: "He will die."
After this sentence is exported.
Yue Wuwei suddenly silenced.
Two seconds later, he focused heavily and said very seriously:
"Yes, life and death, he has no way to live."