Chapter 482: : Who are you?

In the heart of Meng Xing, Su Yi and Situ Muyang were both outside disciples. However, he had a name on the sword tower. He usually did not pay attention to these foreign disciples in the door.
"boom!"
When the voice fell, Meng Xing had already rushed out, and the foot was on the ground, swooping down, and a palm print took the lead to Su Yi. More oF new most (i fast fU on F cool ^
"This guy is handed over to me!"
Su Yi has not yet shot, Situ Muyang has been intolerable, directly plucking out, raising his hand, a direct palm is a hard regret to Meng.
"boom!"
The two palm prints collided directly, and suddenly the muffled sound was heard.
In the eyes of Meng Yi's strange Huanren, the palm of his hand was numb, and his body was immediately shaken back several steps.
Situ Muyang’s foot receded backwards, and it was only after a few steps to stabilize the figure, but the face was full of smiles and seemed to be very satisfied with these results.
Just Situ Muyang just tempted it. After breaking the two weights, it was not a star and a half.
Compared with Situ Muyang's satisfaction, Meng Dian's feelings at the moment are completely opposite, shocked, and the seemingly young boy in front of him actually reached this step.
"It turned out to be some skill!"
The look of Meng has changed completely. He knows that he has looked away. Such a teenager is afraid that he will not be a foreign disciple.
"It’s just some skill, pick up!"
Situ Muyang took the initiative and took the initiative to make a breakthrough. He just wanted to verify himself.
Meng has no way to retreat, nor intends to retreat. He does not believe that he can't even beat a young boy.
"Hey..."
For a moment, the two figures suddenly violently collided together, touching each other, the muffled sound came out, the energy stirred, and the spirit burst.
Su Yi watched the battle and had no worries about Situ Muyang. Instead, she was curious about the pro-disciplinary disciple and carefully examined the shots of her shot.
But soon, Su Yi has been able to judge.
This pro-disciple is indeed very strong, and it is not ordinary. If Situ Muyang suffered before the breakthrough, I was really afraid that it would be difficult to compete.
But now Situ Muyang is repaired as a skyrocketing, and the result is already doomed.
"boom!"
The more the Meng-Yue-Vietnamese war was, the more it was shocked, and finally the first breath was unreserved, and the spirit of the four spirits swept out.
The light is shining, the spirit is ambiguous, the Meng is like a lightning bolt, the hands are swiping, the air ripples and moves, the martial arts are displayed, and the Situ Muyang is covered.
"Is the Yuan Lingjing four heavy, but unfortunately I am also!"
Situ Muyang's look is calm, and the four spirits of the Yuan Lingjing are also breathless, and then there is no reservation. The breath is roaring, and various martial arts are emerging one after another.
"How could it be so strong!"
On the face of Meng Xing, I don’t know when it’s completely covered with dignified color. He knows that this time he’s completely misunderstood. This boy is such a terrible opponent.
This young boy has actually reached the top of the Yuan Ling, and his fighting power is even more terrible. He can even crush him all the time.
"Roar!"
A sigh of sighs, the shape of the gas, the Meng shui water attribute burst out, and under the soles of the feet, a watery animal like a living thing is condensed, and the scales are densely covered with dragons and claws. Situ Muyang grabbed it.
\"grumble……\"
A murderous bird screamed from the foot of Situ Muyang, and a black Dapeng phantom wings up.
Black Dapeng virtual shadow is also burning, spreading wings, black light, fierce as a small month, filled with a fierce atmosphere.
When such a black Dapeng bird appears in a virtual shadow, there is a beast that pervades, so that the former beast is obviously affected, like a kind of suppression.
\"是幽虚黑鹏......!\"
Meng Hui recognized it, the other party's masculine shape is actually a sinister black pen, this is the real demon savage beast, the blood level is more than his condensed savage beast, do not know how much to force Doubled.
\"continue!\"
In the eyes of Situ Muyang, the war was filled with enthusiasm, and the light was shining, the hair was flying, and the shadow of the darkness of Hepeng was vacated. The black light was like a squat, and it swooped down toward the former and continued to suppress.
"boom!"
At this moment, Situ Muyang’s fighting power has risen sharply, and he has raised his hand to let the surrounding sands go to the rocks, and the energy sweeps, as if the surrounding voids are also turbulent.
Such a sinful black Peng, and Situ Muyang complement each other, it is even more powerful.
Although Meng Ting was strong, he encountered a somewhat perverted little guy like Situ Muyang. After exerting a strong card at the end, he was still suppressed and suffered trauma.
"puff!"
Meng Xian vomiting blood, pale, and the metamorphosis of the big beast was directly shattered by the secluded black pen.
"Hey..."
The figure is regressing, but Meng's figure is regressing, but it is an instant retreat.
Meng Xing has already known that he has fallen into defeat. It is difficult to surpass this young boy. Although he is unacceptable and deeply shocked, he has not lost his mind and has retired in the first place.
Whether it is to preserve the strength, or afraid that the space bag sword stone is really taken away, Meng Xing knows that he can not entangle with this boy.
"I want to escape, some are late!"
But just as Meng Xian was about to retire, a sound like this was heard in the ears, and a figure behind him appeared quietly.
Meng's heart trembled, a bad premonition rushed into his heart, and a hot breath immediately fell on the back.
"boom!"
A fiery hot wind, with a heavy force, will smash the vitality defense of Meng Sha, and under the impact of the giant force, the body will rush back and forth, and then it will be planted on the head.
"puff……"
Meng Xian vomited blood again, his expression was very painful, his face was pale, his eyes were even more shocking.
It turned out that it wasn’t just the black boy who was strong, and the younger brother of the foreign disciple’s attire was originally a foreign disciple.
But at first glance it seems that the boy seems to be stronger than the black boy.
Hurry to get up and retreat, one is not an opponent, not to mention there are two teenagers, Meng Xian regrets, want to quickly leave.
"Oh!"
A paw print fell on the shoulders of Meng Xian, and a huge force collapsed.
Meng Xing was brought up directly, and the shoulders that were detained by the paw prints screamed, bleeding, and unable to move.
"Say you will regret it!"
Su Yi did not have much mercy, detained Meng Xing, and in his arms, he took out three space bags and took them into his arms, and then threw Meng Xuan back to the ground.
"Hey...who are you?"
Meng Xuan did not know whether he was seriously injured, or was vomited again by Su Yi and Situ Muyang.
He also has a well-known disciple on the sword tower. He recently broke through the four-level cultivation of Yuan Lingjing. The two young teenagers who actually face it have defeated this. This makes Mengxie somewhat unacceptable. . WeChat search "Cool Shop", pay attention to the name of the post-production, free to read the full text! The fastest update!