God of War dad's glorious life

Chapter 438

Jiuyoumen is extremely good at speed attacks.

Their speed is as fast as afterimages, and every move has the ultimate explosion sound, and their afterimages are everywhere on the ring.

All of them seemed to have turned into ghosts and shuttled back and forth on the ring, dazzled the onlookers for a while.

However, no matter how fast they are, they are still not as fast as that beautiful figure in a pink dress...

Whoosh!
A thin young man suddenly appeared in front of Lan Meng.

The young man clenched his fist and slammed straight at Lan Meng's abdomen, so fast that he couldn't catch it at all.

The strong wind from this punch made Lan Meng's clothes flutter, but her pretty face was as calm as water.

"boom!"

Lan Meng turned sideways slightly, raised her jade leg, and kicked away the outstretched fist of the thin man. The figure turned into a pink afterimage in a flash, and disappeared directly in place.

appearing again.

Like a butterfly, she quietly circled behind the thin young man, and then slammed her palm out, hitting the man's back hard, knocking him flying dozens of feet away, ruthlessly Hit the edge of the ring.

suddenly!

Whoosh!
Another gust of wind hit Lanmeng behind itself.

Lan Mengmei's eyes turned, and Qianying dodged lightly. The figure was like a ghost, and disappeared in the same place in a flash. The next moment, she appeared behind the thin young man who had sneaked in.

She raised her leg and kicked the skinny young man's ass mercilessly.

Snapped!
The thin young man's body trembled, and his whole body flew upside down, fell to the ground fiercely, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Back and forth, Lan Meng took two shots, but easily dealt with the opponent's two participating disciples, and his strength was terrifying.

"Fight with them!"

Seeing this, the rest of the Nine Youmen disciples immediately became angry. They roared angrily, and a hint of determination appeared in their eyes.

"Nine Nether Ghost Claws!"

They stretched out their right hands in unison, shouted violently, and clouds of black mist surged out.

Subsequently.

Right above the heads of several people, the black mist gradually turned into a pitch-black giant claw with a length of several meters. The giant claw exudes a strong evil spirit, which seems to freeze the space.

The giant claws swept across the space and fell straight towards Lan Meng, with a howling sound, as if even the void was torn apart, and the air twisted for a while.

"Is it only to this extent?"

Lan Meng raised her head and looked at the eerie giant claw falling towards her, with a strange look in her eyes, her slender and slender jade legs stomped on the ground suddenly, and a powerful spiritual force surged out of Lan Meng's body crazily.

The light pink spiritual power slowly rose into the sky, floating around her body, and then gradually turned into a shadow, gradually solidified.

Then, strips of pink spirit tails emerged from behind Lan Meng.

One, two, three...six!
A total of six tails were swinging behind Lan Meng, and surges of spiritual power emanated from those tails, forming circles of wave-like vigor.

Those tails then suddenly exploded, and the spirit tails danced like ribbons, exuding a terrifying pressure, spreading towards the surroundings, squeezing the air and trembling violently.

Against the backdrop of the pink spirit tails behind her, Lan Meng exuded an astonishing sense of beauty and charm, making it impossible for everyone who was standing on her body to move their eyes away.

"Nine-Tailed Fox Mind Art - Finger Solution!"
A crisp voice resounded in Lan Meng's mouth.

As her words fell, Lan Meng's left hand suddenly lifted up, and lightly waved down, the pink and transparent nails suddenly burst into dazzling colorful light.

Swish swish.
A series of fierce spirit gangsters emerged out of thin air at the tips of her slender jade fingers.

Those spirit gangs pierced directly into the void like sharp swords out of their sheaths, forming a seven-colored sword net in the void, filled with a destructive sharpness, as if they wanted to destroy the space all separated.

With Lan Meng's swing, the colorful sword net moved towards the approaching pitch-black giant claw.

"Chila!"
The two collided, and there was a sound of being cut by a sharp weapon. The pitch-black giant claw was instantly cut off by the sword net like tofu, turning into black smoke and floating in the air.

Then, a few muffled hums were heard on the ring.

The disciples of Jiuyoumen vomited blood one after another, and were sent flying out, with Yin Hong's blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

"We admit defeat!" They looked at the girl in front of them with palpitations, knowing that they were invincible, then jumped off the ring in desperation, turned around and strode away.

"Tu Valley wins!"

Hei Lao flew down from mid-air, glanced at Lan Meng with satisfaction, and announced the result immediately.

Lan Meng slowly put down her jade hand and let go of the tail of spiritual power behind her. Her pretty face did not show the slightest smugness after winning the game, as usual as plain as water.

She nodded to Hei Lao, then turned around and left the ring with the sisters behind her.

As soon as Lan Meng and others retreated, everyone reacted from the previous game.

"This blue dream! It's so strong!"
"One hits six, and it's easy to win. Although the Jiuyoumen is only a second-rate force, these disciples are not ordinary people, and they were all defeated at once!"

"Lan Meng is too powerful, I have decided, she will be my goddess from now on!"
"Blue Dream Goddess! Blue Dream Goddess!"

For a while, there was a shocking shout from the audience area under the arena.

Lan Meng's beauty and strength were deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, and these people shouted for Lan Meng one after another.

"Goddess of Blue Dream, I love you!"
"Long live Goddess Blue Dream!"

All of them had frenzied expressions, roaring frantically in their mouths.

The sound kept reverberating in the Tianjiantai, deafening and lingering for a long time.

Of course, there were some sensible people in the audience area. They all looked at the beautiful figure solemnly, with a trace of fear and fear in their eyes.

"What was that trick that Lan Meng used just now? I didn't see it clearly."

"I don't know, that terrifying sharpness makes me feel terrified from such a distance. It is rumored that the Tushan fox girl can only charm and confuse people... It seems that the rumors are wrong!"

"That's right! I'm afraid this is not her real strength. It's amazing to be so enchanting at such a young age!"

Some monks stared at the girl on the ring in shock, talking a lot.

At this moment, everyone present was deeply attracted by Lan Meng's stunning scene before, and even forgot that the game was still going on...

"Next match, Heavenly Sword Divine Sect vs. Yanzong! Prepare for the match..."

Hearing the message from Elder Hei, several disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, under the leadership of Tan Lin, stepped onto the ring at a leisurely pace.

"A group of lechers!" Jian Wu raised his eyes and saw the audience's eyes, all of them stopped on Lan Meng's body, his face suddenly overflowed with displeasure, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

Now, their Heavenly Sword Sect is the focus, right?
Why are the eyes of these audiences all focused on Lan Meng?
(End of this chapter)