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Meng xiaotian moved like lightning!

Regardless of whether it was the perfect spirit energy or the superb movement skills like Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Meng xiaotian was enough to crush these people.

Forget about 10 or so Gold Cores, even against 2 Nascent Souls, Meng xiaotian was not afraid!

"Go!" Meng xiaotian bellowed, a gust of wind swept up, causing the ten people to sway unsteadily, the technique in their hands seemed to be unstable!

"Assemble the formation!" He didn't know who, but with a loud shout, he saw that 10 people had actually set up a formation on the stage in midair!

Meng xiaotian scolded in his heart, the f * ck!

"I'll just play with you rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs!" The corners of Meng xiaotian's mouth drew back, as a trace of a cold smile appeared in front of the ten people.

"This formation of yours!" Is it used to kill chickens? " Meng xiaotian sneered as he moved his consciousness!

Boom!

The formation that had just been set up instantly collapsed. In this world, there seemed to be nothing that could withstand the destructive power of the Meng xiaotian's divine sense!

More than half of the ten of them spat out blood as they looked at Meng xiaotian fearfully, but they did not cower in the slightest. Instead, they swept their eyes across each other and charged forward once again.

Meng xiaotian's eyes revealed a look of approval, but he remained standing and unmoving.

Meng xiaotian walked with the ghostly steps that were followed by the ghostly shadows, making it impossible for ten people to even touch his figure.

Magic treasure! Spells! There were even beast pets! All of them fiercely pounced towards Meng xiaotian!

Humph!

Meng xiaotian sneered, and his body suddenly jumped, out of everyone's control. His speed was simply too fast, like a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he suddenly jumped out of the attack range of the ten people.

"Flipping Heaven …" Meng xiaotian sneered.

"Stop!" The Eastern Sky Peak's Peak Master turned pale with fright and rushed to the stage.

But how could the Meng xiaotian give him that chance?

"Seal …"

Meng xiaotian's palm released an unlimited radiance, as he softly spat out the last word. Although his voice was soft, it was incomparably clear, as though someone was whispering it in his ear. At this moment, the entire place was silent, as if everything had frozen.

Puff!

There was no sound of impact, only the hundreds of Jindan Stage disciples present spat out blood. At that moment, everyone felt as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. It was as if the world was pressing down on them, causing them all to feel endless fear.

"Meng xiaotian!" The Eastern Sky Peak Lord wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared.

"I'm sorry! "Please forgive me." Meng xiaotian lightly cupped his fist.

None of the people present dared to say a single word. All of them simply didn't dare to have any sort of opinion.

The world of the strong!

Meng xiaotian loved this feeling, relying on his own hard work, he was able to make thousands of people respect him!

"Today …" Meng xiaotian looked around, including the Nascent Soul cultivators who were in the air watching the show.

"I want to challenge the Nascent Soul stage!" The Meng xiaotian's words were astonishing, but the moment the words left his mouth, it was as though there was an endless storm raging in the air.

"Yes!"2

A dignified voice rang out in the air. At this moment, everyone had turned solemn and respectful.

Everyone, especially those above the Nascent Soul stage, respectfully clasped their hands and said, "Yes!"

All of the Nascent Soul cultivators said the same thing, because this voice was the supreme elder, the true living ancestor of the Dongji sect!

All of the Nascent Soul cultivators had serious expressions on their faces. They knew very well that the ancestor had his own reasons for doing this. Also, the ancestor who rarely cared about the world actually opened his mouth for the sake of an Aurous Core disciple.

The dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators present all had serious expressions as they pondered in silence.

This Jindan Stage junior, in their eyes just now, although his cultivation level was not high, his combat experience was extremely rich. Most importantly, he had that strange footwork technique as well as that powerful magic technique!

All of these things signified that the battle prowess of this disciple was very strong!

Moreover, most of the middle level Nascent Souls, including the middle level ones, were nothing in his eyes.

Also, the ancestor valued this disciple very much!

At this point, the Nascent Soul's thoughts began to stir.

After all, there were very few people who were able to reach the Nascent Soul stage without understanding the ways of the world. It could be said that they had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, and their minds had long since become demons!

Almost everyone was scheming on how to befriend, or avoid any conflicts with the Meng xiaotian.

"Nascent Soul Battle!" "Begin!" He had been there the entire time, watching silently. There was no other reason other than the Patriarch's orders! With the Patriarch present, there was still the eastern pole!

The Meng xiaotian slowly stepped into the higher skies. The wind was strong here, causing the hair on his head to flutter. At this moment, the heroic valor of the Meng xiaotian was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.

"First battle!" Meng xiaotian against Lang xiaotian! " Yun Dong's dignified voice rang out.

In a flash, a black-clothed person appeared in the sky and looked at Meng xiaotian, his mouth not uttering a single word.

"You have the right! Let me use 50% of my power! " Meng xiaotian slowly said as he looked at the black-clothed man.

He was going to put on a mysterious veil. He was going to pounce on himself all night!

"Sharp mouth!" A wet behind the ears child! You dare to call yourself a king? " Lang xiaotian looked at Meng xiaotian and showed no mercy.

In truth, there was no need for Nascent Soul cultivators to say such words, but it was also a way to deal with enemies. If one got angry, their mind would be thrown into chaos and they would lose this opportunity in battle!

Therefore, the victory or defeat in a battle was caused by many factors.

For example, in the previous life, the Meng xiaotian had invaded Country E, which was located in the northern hemisphere.

D lived in the tropics, hundreds of thousands of troops, deep into the heart of E Nation, only to be dragged into the freezing jungle, taking a spin.

As a result, State D suffered heavy losses. It had hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but in the end, not even 30,000 returned. Even the military strength of State D was reduced due to this failure, resulting in State D's complete defeat in the Second World War. The famous anti-fascist commander Hitler had his head chopped off!

Therefore, when fighting, all the various factors had to be taken into account.

"You're very experienced!" Meng xiaotian cautiously looked at him.

"You're not bad too! "Although he is not a nascent soul, his combat power is extraordinary. Honestly speaking, I do not have the confidence that I can defeat you!" Lang xiaotian had an extraordinary temperament, the demeanor of an expert from the Freedom Sect.

"How could this junior dare to accept Senior's words!?" "I might as well see the truth!" Meng xiaotian's figure flashed and arrived above the Lang xiaotian.

Without even needing to think about it, Meng xiaotian slapped him with his palm!

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