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He saw a group of people approaching from afar.

They walked.

Meng Ting led a few Meng Family Elders and clustered around Meng Yu and Fener, the golden couple. As for the other clan members of Meng Family, they were on the outskirts of the arena, and under the gazes of the others, they walked towards the exit of the arena.

At this moment, the battling stadium looked like the ruins from a war. There were broken walls, flames everywhere, and dust and smoke were coming out.

The audience's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Their Meng Family have clearly been suppressed that much by the alliance of Bai, Ye and Zhang, but they still haven't fallen. The strength that their Meng Family have accumulated is truly not to be underestimated."

"These three clans have suppressed their Meng Family only in terms of business and influence, and have not directly fought against the Meng Family yet. The strength of the Meng Family is obviously still here."

"Meng Yu fighting alone against a Fetal Origin Stage cultivator is truly amazing, with such strength, the Bai Family's young miss would probably regret it right? No one would have thought that Meng Yu's growth would be so fast! "

"Meng Yu is just a bird! That Luo Jun of Lingxiao Sect, I heard that he had long awakened his Martial Soul, and what awaited Meng Yu was only an instant kill! "

They were walking.

Suddenly, Meng Ting stopped in his tracks.

In front of them, a group of people stopped in front of Ma Lai. A skinny old man in green stood there with his hands behind his back.

There were more than 20 people standing beside the old man.

The sexy Female Cultivator who presided over the competition was standing not far behind the old man. There was a palm imprint on her face and she looked like she had been scolded by someone. As a result, she looked at Meng Yu with resentment.

"Zhang Family Master, hehehehe, it's been a long time since I last saw you."

Meng Ting cupped his hands towards the old man and said indifferently.

"This old turtle has always been cautious. Why did he come out today?" Meng Ren muttered.

"This is the property of the Zhang Family." A Meng Family Elder whispered.

The skinny old man was the Patriarch of Naiyang County, Zhang Bufan. There was a large black mole on the left side of his face, which almost covered up half of his face, making him look even older.

Using etiquette, Meng Ting cupped his hands in greeting towards Zhang Bufan, and Zhang Bufan should also do the same.

Therefore, Zhang Bufan would always consider himself as an elder. He merely nodded his head slightly, and said in an imposing manner, "Meng Ting, if I don't come out now, do you want to clean up this old one's mess?"

Meng Ting asked in surprise, "Why does Zhang Family Master say that?"

Saying that, he deliberately looked around at the destroyed fighting grounds, and said, "Don't tell me, this fighting grounds is part of the Zhang Family industry?"

"Meng Ting, since you know that it is part of my Zhang Family, why are you destroying it? Do you think that my Zhang Family is unmanned? "

Zhang Bufan took a step forward, his imposing manner pressed down.

Meng Ting was shocked in his heart. "So this old turtle dared to come out and stop me, it turns out he also broke through to the seventh level of the Fetal Origin Stage. He has something to rely on!"

Meng Ting resisted the pressure without any pressure and chuckled, "Zhang Family Lord, your Zhang Family has always invested in restaurants, inns, and brothels, so you don't have much of a direct conflict of interest with my Meng Family. This competition field is very mysterious. Without a specific name, I don't know where it belongs. "What do you mean by damage?"

"I would actually like to ask Zhang Family Master, if any of you do not mind my nephew's duel with a Fetal Origin Stage expert in the arena, I suspect that this is a trap set up by you! If I don't come, if my Meng Family Young Lord is beaten to death, you will have to give me an explanation! "

Zhang Bufan laughed and squeezed out a few words from his hoarse throat, "Your nephew is still alive. All I see is that my Zhang Family Industry has been directly destroyed by you! "

Meng Ting looked at Zhang Bufan and said, "Zhang Family Master, people who are direct do not speak of words. Your Zhang Family occupy my Meng Family territory, and take over my business. A few days ago, you set up a trap for my son Meng Yang to gather at your" Spirit Gathering "Auction. I didn't even settle these matters with your Zhang Family, yet you want to find trouble with me instead? "

After he finished speaking, with a 'bang', the aura on Meng Ting's body grew stronger by quite a bit, and pushed back Zhang Bufan's pressure!

"Meng Ting, you want to fight me directly?" Zhang Bufan was furious.

"So what?" Meng Ting was not afraid in the slightest!

The two of them glared at each other, and under the fierce aura, the Meng Family and their respective clansmen hurriedly retreated.

For a competition between cultivators in the late stage of Fetal Origin Stage like this, it was possible to injure the surrounding people just by relying on Qi waves!

"It has been a long time since this old man has fought with anyone. Looks like my old bones will have to move around today."

Zhang Bufan squinted as the expression on his face distorted. The mole on the left side of his face became even more ferocious.

Thump!

Zhang Bufan's green clothes fluttered without any wind, and a powerful aura spread out. A green figure flashed past, and instantly appeared in front of Meng Ting.

Meng Ting spread out his hands and pressed forward, placing them together with Zhang Bufan's hands.

Boom boom!

The ground where the two of them were standing was instantly blasted, creating a huge crater. Sand and stones were sent flying in all directions.

At the same time, Meng Ting and Zhang Bufan were forced to retreat more than ten steps.

When he finally came to a stop.

However, the two of them did not immediately take action. Instead, they looked at each other with a grave expression on their faces.

Meng Ting's heart trembled, he thought: This old man's hand strength is too great, I cannot underestimate him.

Thinking about this, he reached out his hand towards the Storage Bag, wanting to take out his magical equipment to fight the enemy.

"Uncle, next, use my sword."

Meng Yu threw his own Blue Snake Sword over.

Meng Ting caught it steadily. When he saw it, he could not help but look at Meng Yu in shock.

When Meng Yu was fighting with the Knife-scarred Man, he did not look carefully, and only when his hand touched the Blue Snake Sword did he realize that the sword was as cold as ice and extremely sharp, it was not something that his own Common Level and Superior Grade Magic Artifact could compare to.

felt a little ashamed when he thought about how the dignified Patriarch of the Meng Family didn't even use any magic tools of a lower grade than his nephew.

The Blue Snake Sword in Meng Ting's hand released a blue light, and pointed towards the old man in front of him.

When Zhang Bufan saw Meng Ting taking out his own artifact, he extremely carefully took out his own.

It was actually a heavy black hammer, about 20 feet long! What was surprising was that this skinny old man was actually using such a heavy magic tool.

"Oh, Meng Ting, the magical artifact in your hand is actually Spiritual Lower Grade?"

Zhang Bufan looked for a while and recognized the rank of the Blue Snake Sword.

"Zhang Family Master, your tools are also not bad. Enough of your rubbish. After only one move just now, let's do it again! "

As Meng Ting said that, the Blue Snake Sword in his hand wriggled.

What he displayed was the ancestral sword technique of Meng Family,《 Black Tortoise Sword Codex》. In the sword moves he used, the images of a tortoise and a snake would appear from time to time.

And this Turtle-Snake shadow, at any time, would choose to devour him.

"Wait."

Zhang Bufan stopped Meng Ting.

"What, does the Zhang Family Master have something to say?"

Meng Ting said as he congealed his sword moves and locked his killing intent on Zhang Bufan.