"Seven days!"
"You still have seven days. I will help you figure out how to apologize to Yu Meiqi and give everyone a step up."
"This matter... you are not allowed to make your own decisions anymore. You must listen to my decision." After Lao Meng's expression changed several times, he finally said these few words and slammed the door.
He had long known that Meng Xinghe was difficult to deal with.
Therefore, the real plan was hidden under the superficial plan, and the beauty was used as a lure.
It is expected that a young man like Meng Xinghe, even if he has outstanding talent, will not be able to escape the young Muai.
As for Meiqi, this is exactly the dream that is as bright as moonlight in the heart of every young man who claims to be romantic.
She is so beautiful and noble.
It will definitely enable all young people with dreams in their hearts to find the beautiful figure they dream of.
Obviously... Lao Meng miscalculated after all.
Meng Xinghe does not look like a teenager.
He seems to be impulsive, but he always has a foothold.
And he successfully used a flurry of punches to wipe out Lao Meng's original plan.
Hearing Lao Meng's tough words, Meng Xinghe was not angry, let alone angry.
This seems to be a strong declaration, but what it cannot conceal is the desolation of failure.
Lao Meng chose to let Meng Xinghe do everything he wanted, which meant that some of his true thoughts would definitely be revealed.
Of course, as always, Meng Xinghe would not listen.
During the seven days, Meng Xinghe did not apologize. He even used his leisure to cook several barbecue meals using Acado.
Seven days flew by.
At the last minute of the last day, the curtain came to a quiet end.
A flying sword passed through the glass of Meng Xinghe's window and landed in front of him.
This is the challenge.
No need to read the content.
Meng Xinghe flew out of the room and stood at the top of a building that was hundreds of stories high.
Looking down, you can see the flowing glow and layers of mist.
The sky in the distance seemed to be constantly colliding with some strange force, pulling out surging lightning bolts.
A figure like a giant owl landed on the opposite side of Meng Xinghe, looking at Meng Xinghe with a cold expression.
"I didn't expect... you would be the first one to come. According to my original idea, you should be the last one... or at least farther back." Meng Xinghe looked at Yun Zhi who fell in front of him. Fan said.
There was no unnecessary expression on Yun Zhifan's face, but his eyes were still deep, and now there was a bit more of a deep cold light.
"Seven days are enough for me to do a lot of things."
"For example, visit them one by one to prevent them from coming to challenge you." Yun Zhifan said.
Meng Xinghe smiled and said: "It seems... you like me!"
Yun Zhifan had no intention of joking with Meng Xinghe, and responded coldly: "Because to kill you... I don't want to kill anyone else, and I will never let anyone beat me to it."
"It seems that you haven't given up on Meizhen yet." Meng Xinghe said.
Yun Zhifan shook his head: "No! I don't deserve it, but you... still have to die!"
Enough of the nonsense.
So many that it exhausted Yun Zhifan's limited patience.
So when a thunder flashed across the sky, his sword had already jumped out of its scabbard.
Then flew towards Meng Xinghe.
This is a sword full of magic.
On the edge of the sword, countless demons seemed to be entangled and restrained. They struggled, screamed, cursed and roared, but they all turned into the evil energy on the edge of the sword that drove the edge.
When the flying sword struck, the lingering clouds in the air seemed to be attracted and absorbed by it, becoming its driving force.
At the same moment, countless flying swords appeared in the entire space like a dream.
Each one of them is so real, but they are all so fake.
The sharp edge that pierces everything, tears everything, and destroys everything fills almost every corner that the senses can touch.
A knife jumped out of Meng Xinghe's hand.
The knife is not a good knife.
I just found it randomly.
But the person who uses the sword is definitely an extremely powerful swordsman.
Knives and swords are different.
The beauty of swordsmanship lies in controlling the long sword, vertically and horizontally, to achieve victory thousands of miles away. With one move of the flying sword, the bell spirits of heaven and earth are gathered together, divided into countless parts, striving for straightness and speed.
As for sword cultivators, they are more like traditional martial arts cultivators.
It's not even completely separated from martial arts.
The sword was held tightly in his hand, and the sword intent soaring to the sky was bullying the sword edges coming towards him all around.
Bang bang bang...!
One after another, the sword light exploded into pieces in the fierce sword light.
When Meng Xinghe swung his sword, he struck first and then later.
Yun Zhifan's demon sword, which was hidden in the clouds, phantoms, and disguises, fell out and flew back to Yun Zhifan's hand.
Above the trembling sword tip, more demons were wailing, and in the thick gray fog, they seemed to be bleeding.
"Good sword skills!"
"What a good sword spirit!" Yun Zhifan praised.
His expression never seemed to change unnecessarily.
The strange thing is that even so, you can still feel the change in his mood from his eyes.
"It's a good knife, but as for you... you're so fancy, is this where you stop?" Meng Xinghe carried the back of the knife as if he was scorning Yun Zhifan.
"Do you dare to come with me?" Yun Zhifan asked.
Meng Xinghe laughed loudly and said: "Why don't you dare! I'm afraid there will be no audience."
"I defeated you, but no one knew about it. It was a waste of real energy."
Yun Zhifan said: "If you and I fight at the Duel Immortal Platform in the city, there will be a full audience within a hundred breaths."
Meng Xinghe continued to smile and said: "So... I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the audience to sit down, but... never mind! If I win you, I will become famous. From today on... the entire Yelun Immortal Realm is one year younger. I, Meng Xinghe, am the only one among us."
"But I don't know if you were still arrogant at that time."
Two figures, one behind the other, fell onto the Immortal Battle Platform in the city.
This is a special arena, made entirely of powerful Forbidden Immortal Stones, and the elders in the city have joined forces to arrange seventy-four different isolation formations to isolate any attacks from the Immortal Platform. Fall into the crowd.
As soon as he entered the stage, Yun Zhifan's attack came towards Meng Xinghe.
The sword light and sword shadow dissipated into the clouds at the same time.
But the sword intention is perfectly integrated with the clouds, body techniques, boxing techniques, leg techniques, talisman techniques, curse techniques, lightning techniques... and various techniques.
Transform all dharma into the sword, and transform the sword into all dharma.
Although it is nowhere near as turbulent and direct, domineering and crazy as a sword that can break all laws.
But it is also a rare miraculous skill in this world. It is simple to say, but it can be done... Even if you search all over the world, there are definitely not many.
Yun Zhifan, as an individual in the Yelun Immortal Realm, is the best one, and he definitely has the capital to be proud of.
Meng Xinghe's response is indeed... to no longer hold the sword with one hand!
that is it!
That's it...that's all!
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