Supreme Mad God

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Chapter 285: I Believe You This Time

Meng Xiaomeng stared at the fake grandpa and warned: "No matter what you think, you will never be allowed to do this in the future, or I will ignore you again."

After speaking, he paused and continued: "In addition, you are not allowed to use this method on him anymore. After I marry him, he is not allowed to have more women. I am his last woman! "

Hearing Meng Xiaomeng's words, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in the fake grandfather's eyes: "Girl, you can't be so careful, it's nice to let this kid have more wives, and you can have more playmates!"

"No way, no way!" Meng Xiaomeng glared at the fake grandfather and asked, "You said, did you help him get those wives now?!"

The fake grandfather said angrily: "You think I have nothing to do with girls all day?!"

"Hmph, believe you this time!" Meng Xiaomeng turned around and went: "Don't use this trick with me, otherwise, I promise not to let you do what you want. I have already guessed who you are. A guy who is not doing his job properly, a guy who deceives girls everywhere, so you are Qian Ji Bai Yu!"

"This girl, I guessed it!"

Qian Ji Bai Yu stared at Meng Xiaomeng’s back, paused, but smiled triumphantly: "What if you guessed it? Seeing your state, that kid will be abducted to my Lingxiao Shrine sooner or later. Hehehehehe, I finally made a profit..."

The triumphant laughter echoed in the night sky, and the figure of the black-robed man had quietly disappeared.

Tang Long pulled Huanwu Feixue and Ling Qingyao into the practice room, opened the isolation barrier of the practice room, and told all about himself and Meng Xiaomeng, and all told Huanwu Feixue and Ling Qingyao.

After hearing what Tang Long said, Huan Wu Feixue and Ling Qingyao were both dumbfounded!

Huan Wu Feixue stared at Tang Long: "Who is so boring?!"

"I don't know!" Tang Long curled his lips dejectedly: "It's just that this matter also made me guess a fact!"

Ling Qingyao asked: "What facts did you guess?"

Tang Long smiled bitterly: "I can use the secret of Huixinmen. I believe that at least the person who teased me has already known it, and even Xunkong probably knows it."

Ling Qingyao thought for a while and nodded immediately: "What you said makes sense. They must have captured Feixue before. At that time, they must know that you are not there, so they captured Feixue and let you come back!"

"I also judged this way." Tang Long said, thinking for a while, looking at Ling Qingyao and Huan Wu Feixue, "Next, we must be more careful in the Lingxiao Temple. After all, there is obviously blood in the Lingxiao Temple. The man from the temple, that Murong Changhe is!"

Next, the three discussed carefully for a while, and then went to rest together.

It was already the next morning in a blink of an eye.

Today Tang Long didn't wait for anyone to call, so he went to have breakfast with Huan Wu Feixue and Ling Qingyao.

Xun Kong didn't seem to know anything about the Fa Shen last night.

For dinner, he looked at Tang Long and the others carefully exhorted a few words like the previous few days, and then said in a deep voice: "Today is the competition of the top rankings, you must be serious!"

"Yes!"

Several disciples who had not been eliminated all agreed together.

There are very few people who have not been eliminated, except for the three of Tang Long, there are only two left.

It can be seen that if it were not for the participation of the three Tang Longs, the disciples of the next generation of the Lingxiao Temple would indeed be inferior to other Taikoo sects.

It was too early to see if the time was too early, Xun Kong took everyone to the competition square in Kunluntai.

For this comparison, the order should be arranged in advance.

There are a total of 100 people. Tang Long’s order is No. 48, Ling Qingyao is No. 25, and Huanwu Feixue is No. 1!

She is the first to compete on stage!

Her opponent is very difficult: a black suit, a long face on the sole of a shoe, a short mouth, and very few eyebrows, like two black beans dotted above the eyes, and the eyes are like two mung beans!

"Such eyes, are they very concentrating!"

Huan Wu Feixue looked at the martial artist's strange appearance, and was also very curious in her heart, and couldn't help but looked at the martial artist's eyes seriously.

She is looking for eyeballs!

The eyes are so small, how small are these eyeballs!

Huan Wu Feixue also felt at this time that it was really difficult for this person to grow up!

"At Xiamei!" The warrior's voice with small eyes was cold, and there was a sharp chill in his eyes. At this moment, the whole person showed infinite murderous aura!

His strength is also very strong, reaching the eighth realm of God Emperor!

Phantom Dance Feixue is the Seventh God Emperor!

However, in the face of Mei Zhaofeng in the eighth realm of the God Emperor, Huan Wu Feixue was also confident, after all, she was already a first-grade pill!

The referee on the competition stage happened to be the old man with patched clothes and a white beard.

The old man looked at Huanwu Feixue with obvious affection in his eyes: "Girl, if you marry my grandson, I promise to improve your strength a lot, how about? I have so many treasures, all of them will be given away. Give you!"

"Sorry, I only have my brother in my heart!" Huan Wu Feixue said seriously.

She was also very helpless in her heart. In fact, in the competition yesterday afternoon, she also met the old man as the referee, and the old man also mentioned this matter.

Now I mentioned it again!

The old man looked at Huan Wu Feixue, obviously still not giving up: "You can think about it again, then Tang Long is nothing good, far worse than my grandson!"

When the old man said that Tang Long was not good, Huan Wu Feixue became angry.

Her clear and clear eyes, with a touch of annoyance, stared at the old man very upset: "Grandpa, I think you are an elder and respect you, but if you say bad things about my brother, then I will no longer treat you as Elders!"

"Hey!"

The old man with the long white beard sighed disappointedly.

He finally stopped talking, and directly announced the start of the competition, then his figure flashed and he was already under the competition platform.

The battle between Huanwu Feixue and Mei Zhaofeng has begun.

Huan Wu Feixue held the Jiutianhan lightsaber and used the boundaries of his spiritual power to directly suppress the opponent's combat power, becoming equal to her current combat power!

The sword in her hand was swung out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the air, a strange circle was drawn. In the circle, a icy cold wind roared out and turned into an ice-cold energy point that was spinning rapidly in the air. Cone!

"Ice the world!"

With a scream, the sword in Huan Wu Feixue's hand suddenly swung towards that Mei!

As she wielded her sword, the sharp cones of energy condensed by the ice energies whizzed and revolved, and attacked Mei Zhaofeng fiercely!

Her attack at this time was very fierce!

"Nine Sky Cloudy Wind Claw!"

Mei Zhaofeng's cold voice sounded, with two strange gloves on his hands!

This glove is very special. On the five fingers of each glove, there are more than half a meter of pitch-black sharp blades. Following Mei's hand grabbing out, the pitch-black sharp blades show fierce energy!

Energetic whistling, turned into a series of energetic wind blades, and attacked towards Huanwu Feixue.