Chapter 1489: After the horse

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"what!"

Zhang Yumeng, the first person in the east, is here?

"Where is it? It is said that it is a beauty."
Many disciples have flown into the air.
Looking left and right, there is only one soul.
She finished the sentence, the sound was turbulent, and even a lot of law-abiding, some elders heard it, and they shook their heads with a smile.
The challenge of the Zongmen disciple is very normal.
On a mountain.
"Master, the little girl is going to challenge."
There were more than a dozen disciples in front of Ge Xi’s body. Some of them were dissatisfied with the tone:
It’s too embarrassing. Just a few days in the east, we’ll come to the west.

"Oh." Ge Xi flow touched his chin and smiled.
It doesn't seem to care.
One of his core men said: "In the first two hours, the soul and the master brother passed, and the master promised, but did not expect this soul to be so simple, come over and announce the matter directly."

The masters agreed before?
Some of the disciples responded quickly and smiled and said:
Congratulations to the master.


Congratulations?
Ge Xiliu asked.
"Congratulations to the master brother as the first person in the western part of the South Bank, after defeating Zhang Yumeng, the reputation of the four sides." The man explained.
"Oh." Ge Xiliu smiled.
"Of course, I am sure I will not agree with my master."
Ge Xiliu: "Oh."
"Three days later, we cheered the masters and watched the masters shine in Huichuan Peak. I was excited when I thought about it."
Ge Xiliu: "I am excited when I think about it."
Just when everyone laughs.
Ge Xiliu coughed softly: "We are still too young."
"Why?"
"Sometimes, as a good disciple who is famous for Zongmen, another Tianjiao challenge, if you should not fight, it would be too embarrassing." Ge Xi said slowly and slowly: "Winning or losing is not important, focus on participation, experience life, there are It’s good for individuals to lose one or two games. Do you know that failure is the mother of success, don’t lose, and don’t know your own shortcomings. We must face life with this attitude.

A younger brother hesitated: "Master, the last time I didn't say, if you keep winning, and walk out of an invincible road, that is life."
"Have I said it last time? When did I say it? Did you hear it wrong?" Ge Xi looked at his eyes.
Everyone finally realized that the original master Ge Xiliu was not sure, and he felt that he would lose.
"How much is the master's winning rate?"
"Oh." Ge Xiliu smiled: "At least three percent...two... at least 10% of the winning rate."
"puff,"
Everyone around them was guilty.
"So low odds?"
"Those thought that Zhang Yumeng took the first person in the east casually?" Ge Xiliu looked serious: "I watched the war in the distance that day. She is very strong and terrifying."
In the past, Ge Xi wanted to challenge the soul, but the soul did not agree. In the first theater, he lost to a Tianjiao disciple of Tianzong, and the Tianjiao was seriously injured by the three strokes of the soul. Escape, stubborn and weak, and he has counted in his heart.
Ge Xi’s heart was depressed:
Zhang Yumeng’s ability to crush the soul, to beat him, how can I be an opponent? Although the probability will be lost, but I am not without a chance, my illusion can be stronger than before. ""
However, the other one.
Zhang Han sat in front of Meng Meng, said with a smile:
"Daughter, some of the illusion knows, but it is not too proficient, especially in the battle. I summed up a set of exercises and methods based on the illusions of the meeting. I will talk about it..."
Zhang Han told Meng Meng that she taught her the best.
Whether it is illusion, or martial arts, Dan Dao, curse, etc., the teaching of orientation has started before.
The frequency is not high, but Meng Meng has touched every kind of learning.
The road is relatively poor, the highest in Dandao, the illusion, the curse is also ok.
With the ability to learn horror, the progress is very fast, but the little girl is lazy, and after a period of practice, she will rest for some days.
After all, you have to enjoy life.
This time, many disciples in the eastern and western parts of the South Bank were excited.
A big fight.
Who will be better?
Three days passed by.
Huichuan Peak, this day, boiled.
More people than last time.
"Ha ha ha."
On the side of Zhang Han, standing on the nearest mountain, there are not many people, but their status is not low.
Suddenly a laugh came from afar.
I saw the mountain dean flying fast.
"I finally saw them." The mountain dean looked relaxed. "This time in the theater, I almost got an accident, but I am back."
"Mountain Dean." The people greeted each other.
"It’s time to come." Zi Yan said with a smile: "It’s about to start soon."
Without saying too many guest sets, Mr. Shan said with great emotion: "The tiger father has no dogs and girls, and Meng Meng is really powerful."
"When I win, I boast." Meng Meng said.
The dean of the mountain smiled and said: "So confident?"
Meng Meng did not answer, tiptoe lightly, flew to the Huichuan Peak.
this moment.
Great attention.
Many people shouted loudly: "Zhang Yumeng!"
Upon seeing it, the mountain chief shook his head again and again.
"Right, let's go back to Tianlongxing, how is the situation there?" asked the mountain director.
"It's okay, after the last incident, it was just that there were fewer people, the connection with the astral was interrupted, and nothing else changed. Tianluo College is the same as before."
"That's good......"
I am chatting here.
Suddenly one person flew to Huichuan Peak.
It is Ge Xiliu.
"The first person in the west, Ge Xi, has arrived."
It’s a good show.
Ge Xi flowed to the scene. He looked at Meng Meng from afar. He said, "It’s even more beautiful than they said. I don’t want to see it.

As soon as this statement came out, many people were surrounded by it.
"Brother, someone wants to grab my future nephew."
In a corner, the soul said coldly.
"Hey."
The soul sighed and said with a deep heart: "Don't mess, Zhang Yumeng is not the same, especially a few people behind her, can't see through, I feel faint, there are a few very scary people."
"There is a head to the head, and my brother is very good." The soul retorted.
The soul shook his head slightly, and said: "Chou is not reporting, I will not consider these, Zhang Yumeng is not suitable for me, she is too fairy, just like illusion, I am just a mortal."
Soul: "....."
Some time is speechless.
What is this excuse?
However, she only has some ideas in this regard. Finding a scorpion also allows the soul to let go of some thoughts, otherwise it will not be suppressed every day.
The crowds who talked about the crowd did not affect the two people who were about to fight.
Meng Meng has a long sword in his right hand: "Less nonsense, let's go."
"Ha ha ha, I am not a soft persimmon."
In the laughter of Ge Xiliu.
He twitched the sword at the waist, cross-cutting a sword, and secretly.
Oh!
I saw the ring of swords of lavender, presented in the void.
"Master's purple ring sword!"
"It is said that the purple ring swords practice to a few points, and you can open the mountain with a sword."
More than ten feet long lavender ring knives, carrying horror power, came to Meng Meng side.
The soul saw a slight gaze, and sighed:
"I didn't expect that the purple ring sword of Ge Xiliu was cultivated to Dacheng. With this sword alone, he is almost invincible in the peak of the god."
The soul look is also surprised.
The vast Linghai Jianzong, among the young disciples, can play this sword, and there are only a handful.
"cut!"
When Ge Xi flowed up, he zoomed in. Under the force of a blow, it seemed that his whole person was glaring at the crown, his eyes were flashing, and the whole person flew quickly along with the swordsman.
Many elders and guardians saw it and shook their heads and said:
"In addition to the Tengu, there are three or five people, such as the soul, and looking at the younger generation on the South Bank, there should be few people who can block the sword of Ge Xiliu."
As soon as this statement came out, many people nodded again and again.

The purple ring swords were displayed from the beginning. It seems that Ge Xi has a belief and determination to win.

"Ge brother will win!"
Countless people in the western part of the South Bank think that their Ge Xiliu brothers will win.
However, the other end.
Zhang Han calmly said:
"The sword is good, there is an artistic conception, there is a mystery, but it is still too young, eh?"
During the conversation, Zhang Han suddenly snorted and praised:
"This Ge Xiliu has some minds. This sword should be one of the means of pressing the bottom of the box. It can be directly displayed and cooperated with the illusion attack. It is a good move."
"Will the Meng Meng be lost in the illusion?" The Mountain Dean said with some concern: "The attack frequency is so high that it is easy to be fooled."
"No." Zhang Han shook his head.
"Why?" The dean of the mountain stunned.
Just listen to Zhang Han gently said: "My daughter, also illusion, better than him."
Mountain Dean: "..."
Not to mention that I have forgotten, Meng Meng was in Tianluo College, which is the class of the illusion system, not to mention Zhang Han’s first eight-headed monk.
Under the gaze of everyone.
"broken!"
Meng Meng right hand forward.
Oh!
The giant palm of the flame of ten feet whizzed away.
Meng Meng broke through to the middle of the gods, spent three days, and took control of the power.
Before you can fight the soul, and now Ge Xiliu, he is really a peak of God...
The flames are big, and the pressure is pervasive.
Ge Xiliu’s face changed:
"Not good! How do you fight?"
Sure enough, this woman is extremely enchanting.
"fantasy!"
Ge Xiliu’s long-planned illusion was finally unfolded.
These two tricks are the moves that he has already thought of, and they will be played directly. If they win, they will win, and they won’t win.
The two means of pressing the bottom of the box can not win, and other moves can not win, and when they go out, everyone has to leave some means of life-saving, and it is not a private battle. In Jianzong, there are also other spies.
In the glory of the eyes.
Ge Xiliu’s performance is different from reality. He is shouting:
I admit defeat, don’t fight.

"Ok?"
Meng Meng smashed, feels wrong, and senses, she smiles lightly:
"Oh, it's illusion."
hiss,
On the way to the expulsion of Ge Xiliu, when he was about to use his means, he did not expect the other party to directly see the illusion.
"The illusion is so weak."
The sprouting head slightly smashed some curvature and leaked a smile.
Very glamorous, amazing, beautiful.
Ge Xiliu was sluggish for a second.
Can be next second.
The budding five senses suddenly changed.
It became a seven-year-old, with a long hair and a hood, like a female ghost who climbed out of the TV.
It flashed away and appeared in front of Ge Xiliu, only a few centimeters away.
"belch!"
The huge contrast almost made Gexi faint.
"Oh my God......"
Ge Xiliu was shocked.
Under the attention of tens of thousands of people.
He turned into a streamer and fled to the distance.
The field was silent.
In the silence, there is a cold voice.
It is the peak of Gexi’s veins. He said with a calm face:
"Before there was a soul escaped into the sky, and then Ge Xiliu fell into the West Mountain. When did the Tianjiao disciples' confrontation escape so easily? This is a discussion, not a life-and-death battle, what to escape?"
After he finished, he left with a cold face.
I feel that this Gexi has lost too much.
Some words, said the soul of the eyes.
The soul adds a smile and adds: "The soul escapes into the sky, and Ge Xiliu falls into the West Mountain, and it is brilliant."
Soul: "I am strategically retreating. I am serious. She may not be my opponent."
If this is heard by Ge Xiliu.
He will also say: "I am also a strategic escape."
"Who can't be a horse after the gun."
"..."