Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

But Mengqianqian only has four Qilongs, and Lei Peiyun has seven, so they are naturally invincible.

Suffering the backlash of terror, her delicate body staggered back several steps.

"Flying Cloud Palm!"

at the same time!

Taking advantage of Meng Qianqian's weak breath and unable to parry, Lei Peiyun turned around sharply, his fist suddenly turned into a palm, cutting across Meng Qianqian's shoulder like a sharp knife, and faintly conveyed a scream.

"Pfft!"

Meng Qianqian let out a muffled groan, and her delicate body fell towards the back steps like a kite with a broken string.

The stone steps were forged from pure stubborn stone, uneven and had sharp edges and corners.

If it hit hard, Meng Qianqian's back would definitely be broken, and she might be paralyzed in bed for the rest of her life.

"brush!"

At the critical moment, Mu Bai's figure flashed, and he clasped Meng Qianqian's willow waist with his hands, causing Meng Qianqian to fall firmly to the ground.

"Little uncle?"

When seeing Mu Bai's delicate face, Meng Qianqian's pretty face revealed a touch of joy, and was about to say something, when suddenly a fishy and sweet smell came to her throat, and she swallowed it forcibly.

"Meng Qianqian, you lost..."

Holding the long sword in his hand, Lei Peiyun stood proudly and said coldly.

"This competition is not over yet, and the outcome is still undecided. It's too early to talk about winning or losing right now?"

Mu Bai said coldly.

"Huh? Mubai, it looks like you still don't give up. Now that Meng Qianqian can't even resist my dozens of moves, what cards do you use to fight this girl?"

Lei Peiyun said with a sneer: "Of course, I don't mind if you personally compete with this girl and defeat the second and third generation disciples of Hongmeng Suppressing Tiangong. It must be very cool!"

"If you want me to make a move and let you travel to the secret realm of the Westward Journey, that cow is almost the same, you really don't deserve it..."

Mubai shook his head, crushed three Danwen talismans, and poured them into Mengqianqian's body.

"Little Martial Uncle, her inner alchemy has two lines more than this disciple, and she has six Qi dragons, disciple..."

When the voice came here, Meng Qianqian's depression suddenly turned into astonishment.

Because at this moment, she felt as if her whole body was on fire, and the inner alchemy seemed to be soaring crazily. In just a few breaths, three lines were added.

"Little uncle, you..."

Mengqianqian's dark eyes were bulging, full of astonishment and disbelief.

"What are you doing in a daze? Beat this bitch to the ground!"

Mu Bai took advantage of the situation and raised his palm, and slapped the girl's upturned buttocks heavily.

Chapter 169 Grand Master?Turn it over!

"Lei Peiyun, six air dragons are nothing special, keep your dog eyes open to see the gap between us."

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Meng Qianqian flied towards Lei Peiyun again like a proud peacock.

Roar roar~

Seven energy dragons condensed from Meng Qianqianhao's wrists, and rushed towards Lei Peiyun with their teeth and claws open.

"Look, everyone, Miss Qianqian punched out, and there were seven dragon-shaped air waves?"

"The seven dragon-shaped air waves mean that Miss Qianqian has condensed the inner alchemy of seven patterns?"

"That's not right...Miss Cai Qianqian was helpless when she was beaten by Lei Peiyun just now. It's because there are only four Qi dragons. In just a few breaths, three Qi dragons exploded. Isn't this too nonsense?"

The dozen or so Meng family disciples present were dumbfounded.

As for Lei Yue and the disciples of Zhenlei Martial Arts School, there was also a monstrous storm in their hearts.

Mengqianqian now indeed has seven air dragons on her body.

As we all know, the condensed process of the alchemy pattern of the alchemy in the master's territory must be done step by step, one step at a time.

In just a few breaths, Mengqianqian's pill pattern skyrocketed by three, which completely subverted their concepts and made them unable to understand.

The only explanation is that Meng Qianqian deliberately hides her clumsiness.

But the situation just now is hanging by a thread, and there is still a feeling of clumsiness, is it possible?

"Meng Qianqian, it turns out that you are really clumsy. Your current Qi Dragon is indeed better than this girl, but our cultivation base is two small realms apart. It is wishful thinking for you to win this girl."

Lei Peiyun occupies his master's late stage cultivation base, with a strong aura, he adopts the method of circling and wandering, trying to drag him down.

Needless to say, this method is very effective.

Under Lei Peiyun's dodge, Meng Qianqian felt like her fist was hitting the cotton.

As time went by, Meng Qianqian was out of breath due to the long-term burning of the inner alchemy, and cold sweat covered her forehead, obviously starting to feel tired.

slap~

Meng Qianqian obviously didn't have enough experience against the enemy. When they were in a stalemate, Lei Peiyun saw through a flaw and was sent flying.

Mu Bai's figure flashed, and he reached out to embrace Meng Qianqian who fell from the void.

"Little uncle, I'm really useless!"

Meng Qianqian smiled bitterly.

"Meng Qianqian, in our Grandmaster realm, combat strength represents the realm, and the alchemy pattern of the inner alchemy is the aptitude. So what if your Qilong is higher than mine? It's a pity that the realm can't keep up!"

Lei Peiyun stood with his sword in his hand, sneering again and again.

"Qianqian, how much combat power do you have right now?"

Mu Bai frowned and asked.

The combat power value of the Grandmaster is divided into the early stage of 10, the middle stage of 25, the late stage of 40, and the peak of 50.

"20, still [-] short of the grandmaster's mid-term."

Meng Qianqian responded subconsciously.