One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

On the high platform, the veil is ethereal.

"Hahahaha, I fell! I said that girl was stupid, Fuyin, did you see that?" Long Xi was only amused by Meng Guiyi's fall.

"I see, I saw Di Ji making fun of others." Fuyin nodded and answered seriously.

When Long Xi heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly.

She threw herself in front of Fuyin again, and Fuyin habitually supported her with both hands.

Don't let Long Xi only jump on himself.

"You can't rest, that booklet is so important?" Long Xi only looked at the small golden book held between Fuyin's fingers, and said angrily.

"Di Ji, this is my job." Fuyin glanced away and said indifferently.

Long Xi only looked at Fuyin like this, and could only sit back in a well-behaved manner.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am Emperor Ji, and you are the accompanying officer." Long Xi propped his chin with both hands, deliberately amplified his voice and raised the end of his voice.

Fuyin looked at Long Xi just like this, and drew a horizontal line on the sentence "Emperor Ji makes fun of others" just now.

There are two words on the back. Remarks: Misremembered.

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When the child fell, the parents were nervous.

Many people in the stands wished they could rush to the competition arena to help Meng Guiyi up.

Of course, they were not afraid that Meng Guiyi would hurt from falling.

It was because he was afraid that Meng Guiyi would not get up.

Because where she fell, she fell asleep.

Wake up.

This is a competition.

Meng Guiwen wanted to lie down and sleep.

But she still got up strong.

There is no shame in falling down, it is really shameful to fall knowing that it will be shameful and unwilling to get up.

Of course, Meng Guiwen couldn't say anything like what Hua Yuanyue said.

The main reason for getting up was that she didn't want to go back to the Taiqing Sect and stare at her as she practiced the sword.

She could still tell the difference between momentary trouble and constant trouble.

The people from Tai Sui Mausoleum hurried forward, trying to reach out to pull her.

"Are you all right?" The hand that the other party stretched out was a hand made of spirit iron.

It's just that when the other party saw his outstretched iron hand, he obviously panicked.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but a small hand grabbed his hand.

Meng Guiwen stood up holding the opponent's hand.

"I'm fine, thank you." Meng Guiwen patted the hem of his clothes after standing still.

The other party picked up Meng Guiwen's sword and handed it to Meng Guiwen.

Meng Guiwen bowed down again to thank him.

This made the other party a little embarrassed.

He looked down at his iron hand hidden under the black robe, and shook it slightly.

This is the first time that a teenage child is not afraid to see the artificial limb of Tai Sui Mausoleum.

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Of course, if such an accident occurs, the supervisor will call it out as appropriate.

After all, falling is indeed force majeure.

Although a Golden Core cultivator was slipped by a small stone, it was the first time she saw him.

The hand of the female prison officer fell, and the competition stage was instantly enveloped by spiritual power.

In this way, even if the two of them are flying around with their spiritual energy on the competition stage, they will not fly out of range.

Meng Guiwen looked at the opponent's hands covered under the black cloak.

His eyes swept slightly to his feet.

She avoided it with a few jumps.

The people in the stands saw that Meng Guiwen was just dodging the air.

But only those with a Golden Core or above can see it.

What Meng Guiwen dodged was the thin thread used by the man from Taisui Ling to control the puppet.

The sword in her hand is Qingfeng, and Qingfeng focuses on speed.

Although Broken Cloud Fan said that to deal with the people in Taisui Mausoleum, you have to use Xinghuo.

The thin thread will wind up the spiritual power, and the spark can ignite the spiritual power.

As long as you take out the spark, you can restrain Tai Sui Ling's tricks.

Meng Guiwen glanced at the spiritual power mask covering the competition platform.

If she was in the wild, she would definitely listen to the Broken Cloud Fan.

But now it's different.

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Although the people in Tai Sui Mausoleum wanted to control Meng Guiyi, they didn't throw the thread indiscriminately.

Instead, they are arranging organs.

Waiting for Meng Guiyi to retreat, there is no way to retreat, and then touch these thin lines by mistake.

In such a narrow place, for the people of Tai Sui Mausoleum, it is absolutely the most suitable for fighting.

Meng Guiyi made a small jump and landed steadily.

She held up the blue wind and pointed at the people in Tai Sui Mausoleum.

With a light wave, the cloaks of Tai Sui Ling disciples were instantly blown up.

Then there was a strong wind, and the wind with sword energy blew past, and those thin lines were cut off one after another.

The disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum quickly formed seals with both hands and summoned the puppet.

It's just that the puppet has not yet formed, and several sword qi flew up to the ground in an instant.

Cut his puppet in half.

Meng Guiyi's sword energy was very fast, so fast that he couldn't keep up with the speed of making puppets.

But Meng Guiwen, who was walking towards him, suddenly stopped.

The hands and feet also began to lose control.

She was entangled by the thin thread of Tai Sui Ling's disciples.

The Qingfeng in Meng Guiyi's hand fell to the ground for this reason.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt that Meng Guiyi was doomed.

As long as it is controlled by the people of Tai Sui Mausoleum.

Then there is absolutely no way.

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Meng Guiwen was hung up.

Lin Yue couldn't sit still anymore, she ran to the edge of the railing and kept looking at the competition platform.

But she was still comforting herself.

nothing.

Gui Ni said that even if their sword cultivators are caught, they still have a certain chance of victory.

At this moment, Meng Guiwen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he was hung up, he didn't panic at all.

Qingfeng, which fell on the ground, flew up instantly.

And it didn't let Meng Guiwen out of danger.

Instead, he went straight to the disciple of Tai Sui Mausoleum.

The disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum couldn't react at all.

The sword appeared in front of him.

He looked at the long sword in front of him in horror.

Then the hand was pulled slightly.

He looked at Meng Guiwen suspiciously, and saw that Meng Guiwen was retracted by the controlling hand.

Then the silk threads that controlled her were pulled out.

It's just that she pulled it out but didn't put it down, holding it in her hand and pulling it hard.

The Tai Sui Mausoleum disciples were immediately hung up.

In a split second, the poles reversed.

The people in Taisui's mausoleum controlled the puppet's line, and now it became Meng Guiyi's means to catch the other party.

Meng Guiwen held those silk threads with one hand, and made seals with the other.

Chunfeng returned to her in an instant.

It's just that the spring breeze didn't stop, and flew in front of the disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum in an instant.

Go straight to the door.

The female prison officer paused for a while to observe the movements of the disciples of the Tai Sui Mausoleum.

It is certain that he has no way to resist.

Only then was it announced that the Taiqing Sect had won.

When Meng Guiyi heard what the female prison officer said, he let go of the silk thread in his hand and let her fall to the ground.

Qingfeng also took it back.

The disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum hurriedly made seals with both hands and took back all the silk threads.

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With Meng Guiyi's overwhelming victory, this match was won.

Many people began to guess the biggest dark horse in this competition, and it was definitely Meng Guiyi.

A 14-year-old Jindan stage monk.

Absolute genius.

Is it their True Wind Continent that is about to rise again?

Has the scenery of tens of thousands of years ago been restored?

Meng Guiwen put away his sword.

Turn around and leave.

Just took two steps and slipped.

There was another snap.

Meng Guiwen fell to the ground again.

Audience: The rise may have to wait two years.....

And the disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum who were just about to leave hurried forward.

The female prison officer also hurried to the stage.

The two men pulled Meng Guiwen up, one on the left and the other on the right.

After Meng Guiwen stood up, his eyes swept towards the small stone.

Are you annoying!

She fell twice! ! !

If you don't get angry, do you think she is a dough!

Seeing that Meng Guiwen was looking at the stone that was the culprit, the female supervisor hurriedly kicked her off the stage.

It was also unprecedented for her to see that a person could fall twice on the same small stone.

But when she saw Meng Guiyi standing still, she signaled the disciples of Tai Sui Mausoleum to leave first.

She hugged Meng Guiying horizontally, and then walked off the competition stage.

Meng Guiwen: Forget it...

It's not bad when it's dough.....