Chapter 482

In Meng Xuan's heart, Su Yi and situ Muyang were regarded as external disciples, but he had a name on the sword tower, and usually he didn't care about these external disciples in the door at all.

"Boom!"

When the voice fell, Meng Xuan had rushed out, the soles of his feet on the ground, swooped down, and a palm print took the lead in patting Su Yi.

"Leave this guy to me!"

Su Yi had not done it yet, and situ Muyang could not bear it anymore. He walked out quickly, raised his hand, and slapped Meng Xuan directly.

"Bang!"

The two palmprints collided directly, and suddenly there was a dull sound.

In Meng Xuan's surprised eyes, his palm was numb, and his body was immediately shocked back a few steps.

Situ Muyang stepped back and took several steps to stabilize his figure, but a smile appeared on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the result.

Just now, situ Muyang was just testing. After breaking twice in a row, his combat power was not improved at all.

Compared with situ Muyang's satisfaction, Meng Xuan felt the opposite at the moment. He was shocked that the seemingly young boy in front of him actually reached this step.

"I have some skills!"

Meng Xuan's expression has completely changed. He knows that he has lost sight of such a young man. I'm afraid he won't be an outside disciple.

"More than just some skills, take it!"

Situ Muyang jumped up and took the initiative. He had just made a breakthrough and was trying to verify himself.

Meng Xuan had no way out and did not plan to quit. He did not believe that he could not even defeat a young boy.

"Bang Bang..."

In an instant, the two figures immediately collided violently. Between the touch, a dull sound came out, energy surged, and vitality shot.

Su Yi watched the battle, not worried about situ Muyang, but was curious about the pro disciple, and carefully looked at his moves.

But soon, Su Yi was able to judge.

This pro disciple is really strong, by no means ordinary. If situ Muyang encountered before this breakthrough, he was really afraid that it would be difficult to compete.

But now situ Muyang's cultivation soared, and the result was doomed.

"Boom!"

Meng Xuan was more and more frightened during the Vietnam War, and finally took the lead without reservation, and the four layers of aura of the yuan spiritual realm swept out.

The light is bright, the vitality is surging, Meng Xuan's eyes are like lightning, his hands move, and the air ripples. He displays his martial arts skills and envelops situ Muyang.

"Yuan Lingjing is quadruple, but so am I!"

Situ Muyang looked calm, and the four cultivation breath of the yuan spirit realm was no longer retained. The breath roared, and various martial arts emerged in endlessly, constantly impacting Meng Xuan.

"How can it be so strong!"

Meng Xuan's face, I do not know when it has been completely covered with a dignified color, he knew that this time he completely misread, this young man, but such a terrible opponent.

The young man had reached the fourth level of the yuan spirit realm at his young age, and his combat power was even more terrible, and he could even defeat him all the time.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the vitality turned into shape, and Meng Xuan's water attribute vitality burst. Under the sole of his foot, a water Python beast like a living creature was condensed, covered with scales like a dragon, and there were claws under his belly. It was burning, and he grabbed situ Muyang.

"Ji..."

A fierce bird neighed from under situ Muyang's feet, and a black ROC virtual shadow spread its wings and soared into the air.

The virtual shadow of the black ROC is also burning, spreading its wings for several feet, and the black light is diffuse. The fierce pupil is like a small blood moon, filled with a fierce and frightening breath.

When such a black ROC bird appeared, its animal power was diffuse, which obviously affected the boa monster of the former, as if it was suppressed by the eyes.

"It's Youxu black Peng...!"

Meng Xuan recognized that the other party's animal shape, which was condensed by the youth's vitality, was actually Youxu heipeng. This was a real demon beast. The blood level was many times stronger than the beast he condensed.

"Go on!"

Situ Muyang's eyes were full of war, his eyes were bright, his hair was flying, his feet were dark, and the shadow of black Peng rose up in the air. The black light was like surging, and he swooped down towards the former, constantly suppressing it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, situ Muyang's combat power soared, and his actions made the sand fly around, sweeping the energy, as if the void around him was also in turmoil.

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Such a faint black Peng complements situ Muyang and is even more powerful.

Although Meng Xuan was strong, he encountered a slightly abnormal little guy like situ Muyang. After finally playing a strong card, he was still suppressed and suffered trauma.

"Poof!"

Meng Xuan vomited blood, his face was pale, and the vigorous Python beast was directly crushed by Youxu black Peng.

"Hiss..."

His figure retreated, but Meng Xuan retreated quickly.

Meng Xuan already knew that he was in a losing position and could not defeat the boy. Although he was unable to accept it in his heart and was deeply shocked, he did not lose his mind and retreated abruptly at the first time.

Whether it was to preserve his strength or to be afraid that the space bag sword grain stone on his body would really be taken away, Meng Xuan knew that he could not entangle with the boy anymore.

"It's too late to escape!"

But just as Meng Xuan was about to take advantage of the situation to retreat violently, such a voice was ringing in his ears, and a figure quietly appeared behind him.

Meng Xuan's heart suddenly trembled, a bad premonition rushed to his heart, and a hot breath immediately fell on his back.

"Bang!"

A hot wind, with a heavy continuous force, shattered Meng Xuan's strength defense. Under the impact of the force, his body staggered forward and retreated sharply, and then fell head-on.

"Poof..."

Meng Xuan vomited blood again, his expression was extremely painful, his face was pale, and his eyes were even more shocked.

It turned out that it was not only the tough boy in black, but also the boy dressed as an external disciple. Meng Xuan originally thought he was really an external disciple.

But at the moment, it seems that the boy is stronger than the boy in black.

Hurry to get up and retreat, none of them is an opponent, not to mention these two teenagers, Meng Xuan regretted, and wanted to leave quickly.

"Hiss!"

A paw print fell on Meng Xuan's shoulder, and a huge force collapsed.

Meng Xuan was directly lifted up, and his shoulder, which was seized by the paw print, was in sharp pain and spasm, bleeding, and his whole body could not move.

"You'll regret it!"

Su Yi did not show much mercy, detained Meng Xuan, impolitely took out three space bags in his arms and put them into his arms, and then threw Meng Xuan back to the ground.

"Poof... Who the hell are you?"

Meng Xuan didn't know whether he was seriously injured or spit blood again stimulated by Su Yi and situ Muyang.

His famous disciple on the sword tower also recently broke through the four levels of cultivation in the yuan spirit realm. Unexpectedly, the two young boys he met were defeated like this, which made Meng Xuan a little unacceptable.