Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters behind the secret
Meng Shirui smiled sweetly, "Sir, the Nu family doesn't mean anything. I just think it's not worth it for you to die like this just for her bet."
"Quit. You are no match for me, and it is even more impossible for you to win." Mu Sheng said.
Li Xuanfeng ignored Mu Sun, "Twenty Fanghuang's strength? Do you think I can escape?"
"Although she has a very bad temper, she won't chase you down for this kind of thing, right?" Meng Shirui said.
"Do you know who my young lady is?" Li Xuanfeng suddenly asked.
Meng Shirui chuckled, "Who is it? Of course I don't know. I just bet with her a few times and know her better."
"Exit." Mu Sheng said.
"Shut up." Li Xuanfeng's eyes suddenly froze, and Mu Shan's eyes narrowed. Some tiny vines seemed to appear on his body, which looked like threads. "Whether I go or not, whether I participate or not, it's not my turn.
You're talking nonsense."
Mu Sun glanced at Meng Shirui, and she smiled again, "No need to say more, there are people who are willing to die, and we can't stop them, right?"
Li Xuanfeng said: "It's not certain who will die." After saying that, he turned around and went to sign up, "Miss?" Mu Sun looked at Meng Shirui.
There was ridicule in Meng Shirui's beautiful eyes. "You're looking for death, but it doesn't matter. Whether he participates or not doesn't affect our plan. It's just that you have to kill him. This man seems to have discovered something."
"I will, miss, he is no match for me." Mu Sun said.
Meng Shirui nodded, "Wen Mengrong, you will be mine soon."
After signing up, Li Xuanfeng appeared on the ring soon. Wen Mengrong saw Li Xuanfeng on the ring and felt a little aggrieved, "What's so great about it? Why don't you go up anyway?"
Li Xuanfeng's first opponent was a strong man holding a big sword. Li Xuanfeng narrowed his eyes and saw that it was indeed the case. The causal lines on their bodies were from entering the Willow World or entering this tree. They were not the same as other people's causal lines.
, belongs to the whole world.
There is also a fiery red sun behind this person. Meng Shirui is observing Li Xuanfeng, and behind Li Xuanfeng is a golden sun. "Is it a golden sun? It's just so so." Meng Shirui then said: "But the people of Haotian Kingdom are good at hiding.
Shenyang, you can’t just look at the surface.”
Sure enough, the strong man was knocked down by Li Xuanfeng with one move without any difficulty. However, after Li Xuanfeng knocked him down, he found that the stance of the ring had not disappeared, "What do you mean?"
People around him started shouting, "Kill him, kill him."
Li Xuanfeng's pupils shrank. In this case, he had to kill the other party before he could leave. Li Xuanfeng turned around and glanced, and the strong sword energy rushed into his mind instantly. The man's head exploded directly, and the burly body collapsed.
The surrounding force field finally opened.
Li Xuanfeng looked at this person's causal line and found that the causal line had been sucked away, as if it were recycled. "There is something wrong with this Wanliu world." Li Xuanfeng thought in his heart.
"It's very strong, but it's far from enough." Meng Shirui looked at Mu Xiang beside her, "Has it been implanted yet?"
Mu Sun nodded, "Yes, there is still one interval left."
"Very good. After Li Xuanfeng dies, we can succeed next time." Meng Shirui said nonchalantly, as if Li Xuanfeng was bound to die.
And Li Xuanfeng has now won fifteen consecutive games. He observed carefully that the causal lines of these people have been sucked away. It is very strange that it was not until thirty consecutive victories that Li Xuanfeng met a Jinyang strongman like him.
Meng Shirui had no interest in reading anymore, "If he dies, tell me."
Mu Sun said: "I thought he could see me."
Just as Meng Shirui finished laughing, Li Xuanfeng once again killed everyone on the field instantly, but he was still vulnerable to Jin Yang. "Sure enough, he should be a master who has reached Qingyang level." Meng Shirui said, thinking about it,
How could Wen Mengrong repeatedly send out garbage with insufficient strength?
If you want to win, you must find a master. "You are not my opponent." Mu Sheng still said this.
"I know your abilities. You have solved all the people Wen Mengrong brought, and this time will be no exception." Meng Shirui smiled slightly.
Li Xuanfeng sang loudly all the way, and soon reached his 70th consecutive victory. Even now, no one can beat Li Xuanfeng's hand.
Wen Mengrong was very proud, "Did you see it? This is my princess, and I want you to look down on me."
"Li Xuanfeng, Li Xuanfeng, Li Xuanfeng." Seventy consecutive victories have made Li Xuanfeng famous enough. Many people are cheering for Li Xuanfeng. They all want to see a miracle. After all, the people watching the game and watching the excitement,
Everyone wants to see a more exciting scene. Li Xuanfeng is powerful and extremely powerful. He defeated the enemy with one move along the way. Of course, it will make people daydream.
However, the cheers came to an abrupt end because they saw one person, Mu Shen, "It's over."
"It's wood damage again."
"This Mu Sheng is just a keeper, no one has ever passed under him." Many people found it boring, and many even gambled, and in the end I'm afraid they lost all their money.
Wen Mengrong was very excited. When she saw Mu Sun appear, she knew that her chance for revenge had come. The people she had brought with her the last few times had died in the hands of Mu Sun, and these people probably didn't even know that Li Xuanfeng was invincible at the same level.
Bar?
"I've finally waited for you." Li Xuanfeng said.
"Finally? Don't you think you don't want to see me? Because seeing me means you have failed. Failure here means death." Mu Sheng said.
Li Xuanfeng said: "I can see you and teach you a lesson. You talk too much and you are too arrogant."
Mu Shan did not answer. Countless worm-like filaments appeared all over his body. These filaments were plants and had vitality. When these filaments appeared, they all wanted to fly in the direction of Li Xuanfeng.
"These are my parasitic threads. As long as one of them can enter your body, you will die." After Mu Sun finished speaking, countless threads rushed towards Li Xuanfeng like locusts.
Mu Shan's body was indeed Qingyang, and his aura was powerful. No wonder he was so confident that Li Xuanfeng could not be his opponent, and his ability was extremely strange, so his strength was naturally more powerful.
Li Xuanfeng stepped on his right foot, and countless sword energy swarmed in, cutting off all the threads. However, the severed threads actually had life force and fell directly on Li Xuanfeng's body.
"Huh?" Li Xuanfeng was surprised. This thread turned out to be...
"It's over." Mu Sheng said.
Meng Shirui smiled slightly and said, "It worked." Then she walked to Wen Mengrong's room and knocked on the door, "Meng Shirui, what are you doing here?"
"Of course I'm here to congratulate you. The master you found this time is very powerful. He managed to reach more than 70 levels, but it's a pity that he still died." Meng Shirui said with a smile.
"What are you talking about? Dead? Who is dead?" Wen Mengrong looked at Meng Shirui in front of her with a strange expression.
Meng Shirui was startled, then he looked at the ring. Li Xuanfeng was standing there unscathed, while Mu Sun was seriously injured all over his body. "You can defeat me with this kind of trick? Where did you get the confidence?" Those threads couldn't be broken at all.
After opening Li Xuanfeng's skin, even if he got into the orifice, Li Xuanfeng used Overlord Art to turn these threads into powder in an instant. "Didn't you say that I am not your opponent?" After Li Xuanfeng finished speaking, the sword energy was like a storm before his eyes.
The wood damage was completely strangulated.
Meng Shirui took a deep look at Wen Mengrong. She did not expect that the person she brought this time would be so powerful that even Mu Xi was no match for her.
"Meng Shirui, prepare your power of desolation, and the heart of ten thousand willows is also ours." Wen Mengrong said with a smile.
Meng Shirui turned around and left, but she still said something, "You should know why no one has been able to win every battle in so many years."
"Just because others can't do it doesn't mean they can't do it." Wen Mengrong also felt that when she met Li Xuanfeng and Jin Qingyang, her father showed shock and commented on Li Xuanfeng.
In addition, she has personally fought with Li Xuanfeng, so she knows very well how powerful Li Xuanfeng is. “Every Yum Sheng champion here is a strong man who has stayed in the same realm for tens of thousands of years, and has been polished to the extreme in all aspects.
There is an invincible existence, let alone Wanliu Realm, even in the middle world or the big world, no one may be able to defeat him."
"Meng Shirui, you talk a lot. You have never been to the outside world. How do you know that no one is invincible? You are too naive and underestimate the world's masters." Wen Mengrong did not bother to mix Meng Shirui's nonsense.
Meng Shirui bit her silver teeth gently, "Be proud of yourself. When you become my puppet, I will let you, the princess, lick my shoes."
Meng Shirui left Wen Mengrong's room. Li Xuanfeng had won ninety consecutive victories after defeating Mu Sun. At this moment, the cheers were unprecedented, "It seems that you defeated Mu Sun. They are all looking forward to a miracle. I don't know how many times."
When people reach this point, they finally realize in despair that no one on Tree Root Star can win every battle."
"You mean, you can stop me?" Li Xuanfeng faced another Qingyang master. After ninety victories, everyone he met was a strong one.
"Even if you can defeat me, can you defeat so many people behind me?" The young man who spoke did not care, as if death was a trivial matter.
Li Xuanfeng asked: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Death is just the cycle of yin and yang, why should we be afraid?"
Li Xuanfeng nodded, "The realm is very high, but I don't feel that you have seen through life and death."
"Whatever you say is fine." The young man said calmly.
Li Xuanfeng's eyes condensed, and the powerful sword energy appeared again. The young man was also very strong, but he was not much stronger than Mu Sun and could not withstand Li Xuanfeng's sword at all.
At Jin Qingyang's level, unless another Jin Qingyang can be found at the same level, it will be too difficult to defeat him. The young man's strength is not weak. Although he resisted with all his strength, he was severely injured by Li Xuanfeng in the end.
This time Li Xuanfeng did not kill him directly. Amid the cheers of the audience, Li Xuanfeng approached him step by step and asked, "What now?"
"Hey, you are really strong. None of us are your opponent. Only Brother Shu can deal with you."
"Brother Shu? Are you the Yum Champion?" Li Xuanfeng asked.
"You'll know."
Li Xuanfeng's eyes became extremely dark, and black flames were beating in his eyes. "I want to know now, who is Brother Shu?"
The young man's expression changed. He wanted to struggle, but he soon gave up. "Brother Shu is the strongest in the Yiyang realm, and he is also immortal."
"Immortal body? What does it mean? Are you not dead? Is Mu Shen not dead either?" The moment Li Xuanfeng finished asking this question, a strong shock came from the young man, and the young man
The person was blown to pieces, and Li Xuanfeng's expression changed drastically. This was not the resistance of the young man, but another kind of force. This force actually wanted to destroy Li Xuanfeng's consciousness.
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