"Back off" Meng Fan hurriedly made a hand seal and at the same time sent a message to Mo Yiran to warn him.
He knew that the old man was shameless, but he didn't expect him to be so shameless.
The old man actually did not hesitate to harm his own soul to forcefully detonate the poisonous sword.
Moreover, the poisonous sword was made of the secret method of the extremely poisonous gang, and he could not stop it from a distance.
He could only reduce the power of the poison sword explosion by more than half.
In fact, without Meng Fan's warning, Mo Yiran felt the terrifying aura radiating from the giant sword.
With a squeeze of her jade hand, the ripple sword immediately decomposed and turned into a ripple barrier, blocking her in front of her.
Rumble The next second, the giant poison sword exploded The green poisonous mist spread across the ring again, exuding an ominous aura.
In addition, there were countless green fragments that splashed out in all directions without any target.
Some people fell down on the spot in the stands, foaming at the mouth. , obviously poisoned.
"won" "Haha, I won" The leader of the Extremely Poison Gang was bleeding from all his orifices.
He looked miserable and scary.
He grinned and swayed, then collapsed on his seat.
His son Zou Gongzi was also affected by the explosion of the poison sword.
At this time, his hands were on the edge of the ring and his feet were swinging underneath, like a monkey on the ring, but he was also laughing: "Haha, win Oh, that little bitch is dead, I win."
He also had several poisonous sword fragments stabbed on his body, leaving green blood.
But it's obviously no big deal.
Meng Fan stared at the poisonous mist on the ring, and then glanced down at Mo Ruxue, who was sitting next to you.
Mo Ruxue put down the hand she was making and smiled softly at Meng Fan: "We won."
During the crisis, she quietly helped Mo Yiran strengthen the ripple barrier so that Mo Yiran would not be harmed by the fragments of the poison sword.
Meng Fan nodded and sat back in his seat.
The breeze blew across the ring, and the green poisonous mist slowly dissipated, revealing a graceful and charming figure on the ring.
The figure held a piano in one hand and a ripple sword in the other, and slowly walked towards Zou who was leaning on the edge of the ring.
Young Master.
"This and this" Seeing Mo Yiran walking towards him, Mr.
Zou's mood suddenly sank from the top of the mountain to the bottom.
His hands suddenly loosened and he fell off the ring.
Mo Yiran pursed his lips, put away the sword in his hand, put away the lyre, and greeted the people in the stands with fists.
Then he nodded towards his master and Meng Fan.
Without the help of the two, she might really have fallen on the ring.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Extreme Poison Gang slumped in his seat, blood pouring out of his mouth.
It was already at this time.
The person sitting next to him obviously didn't think that he was watching too much and became like this.
"You, you old man have a problem," the man pointed at the leader of the Extreme Poison Gang and shouted.
"Hmph."
The leader of the Extreme Poison Gang snorted coldly, stuffed two pills into his mouth, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
His heart was full of deep hatred for Meng Fan, and at the same time he was full of hatred for the organizer of Fang Fu Ji.
The two parties bullied them too much.
Mo Yiran's body suddenly swayed, and he lowered his head to look at his wrist.
A thin blood stain spread on his white wrist.
Blood slowly seeped out from the blood stain and fell onto the ring with a trace of blood.
Green gloss.
Meng Fan immediately disappeared from his seat.
When he reappeared, he was already standing next to Mo Yiran, holding her slender wrist with his palm.
Feeling the warmth on Meng Fan's palm, Mo Yiran whispered: "Meng Fan, I'm sorry, I was careless and was accidentally rubbed by the debris."
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"It's not that you're careless."
Meng Fan glanced at the leader of the Extreme Poison Gang who was sitting in the bleachers recovering from his injuries.
"You were fighting two people at the same time just now, one of whom was at the fourth level of immortality."
"Qinglian Palace Mo Yiran, won this competition and successfully advanced."
At this time, the girl who signed up earlier walked to the ring cautiously and announced Mo Yiran's victory.
A burst of congratulations suddenly erupted from the stands, and those who had been unfortunately poisoned just now were carried to the alchemy room of Ziyang Xiaogong.
It is estimated that the alchemy room will make a lot of extra income today.
Meng Fan suddenly let go of Mo Yiran's wrist, swung his body under the ring, and stood in front of Mr.
Zou who was limping and running towards his father: "You can't leave yet."
Mr.
Zou bravely puffed up his chest: "I've been defeated, why can't I leave?"
At this time, another person came over and said with a chuckle: "You really can't leave, because someone said that whoever makes Miss Mo bleed will be hunted to the ends of the earth.
Unfortunately, Miss Mo bleeds."
What's even more unfortunate is that the person who said that is the Deputy Palace Master."
The man who came over was none other than Zuo Shixiu.
He had also gone to the Valley of Undead Death and heard Meng Fan's promise to Mo Yiran.
Mo Yiran felt a little embarrassed: "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."
Mr.
Zou said with a smile: "Yes, I'm just kidding.
I feel very unwell now and I really have to go."
As he spoke, Mr.
Zou turned sideways and walked forward, but suddenly his feet left the ground, his hands and feet danced wildly in the air, and he hit his father impartially.
"court death" The leader of the extremely poisonous gang who closed his eyes to heal his wounds gave a sharp shout, flew out from the stands, hugged his poor son, and cast a sinister look at Meng Fan.
His own son was kicked away by Meng Fan "The deputy palace master has made a move."
"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly, there is another good show to watch" The people in the stands also saw Meng Fan's actions, and their eyes lit up.
Before that, they had thought that in such a solemn and solemn occasion, the deputy palace master would not cause trouble.
But the deputy palace mistress still did not disappoint them.
"This man is cheating"
"The poisonous sword that exploded just now was caused by this old man."
Suddenly, someone in the stands shouted, it was the person who was sitting next to the leader of the Extremely Poison Gang.
"I saw it too" "I saw it too" Then several more people identified the leader of the Extremely Poison Gang, most of whom were sitting next to him.
"It's too much, it's too shameless."
Meng Fan pretended to be unaware, caressing his fist with his hand, squinting his eyes and said loudly, "I am most annoyed by someone cheating in my life.
Please tell me how we should deal with him."
"Little Deputy Palace Master, beat him to death" "Help eliminate harm to the cultivation community" "Break three of his legs" The voices in the stands became louder and louder.
It can be said that the heroes were furious.
"Then I'll listen to everyone."
Meng Fan smiled maliciously and suddenly moved.
The leader of the Extremely Poison Gang immediately pushed his son away, waved his sleeves forward, and sprayed out a blood-red poisonous mist.
Meng Fan ignored the existence of the poisonous mist, went straight through the poisonous mist, and smashed the leader of the Extremely Poisonous Gang in the face with his fist.
"well" "Well played" "This is much more beautiful than competing in the ring."
In an instant, people in the stands saw Meng Fan riding on the leader of the Extremely Poison Gang and beating him like a big bad wolf bullying a little lamb, and there was a steady stream of cheers.
Mo Ruxue walked up to Mo Yiran, gently held Mo Yiran's little hand, and asked in a low voice: "The deputy palace master really made that promise to you?"
Mo still couldn't deny it and nodded with a red face.
Mo Ruxue smiled: "That's great, that's great."
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Liang Baitian was enjoying watching in the stands when he suddenly heard Meng Fan's voice ringing in his ears: "It's almost done."
Liang Baitian nodded hurriedly and said in his heart: "It's almost time, it's time to kill."
Fu Antai sat next to Liang Baitian.
For some reason, his back suddenly felt chilly. s: Okay, it’s getting late, so I won’t stay up late.
The second update is over today, and the fourth update will be tomorrow.
Come on, let’s kiss everyone again, the drool-worthy kind
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