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"Zhang Yu Meng, where did she come from?"

It was unknown how many people sucked in a breath of cold air when they saw this scene.

"Just this one 'sea of fire' is enough to make her one of the top youths within the sect."

"Powerful divine abilities! These are definitely her unique divine abilities, or else there would be no way for the sea of fire to display such terrifying power."

"It really is ?" "It's not normal." The peak of the Sword Bamboo Peak was murmuring.

Even Xing Nan was shocked. "No wonder I lost. It seems like she didn't use her full power when she fought me."

For a moment, he seemed to understand something. It was too easy to fight him.

The sounds of discussion gradually grew louder and louder.

Weng! *

But just as the attacks collided ?

The scene became quiet once again.

Countless gazes gathered at the place where the two's powerful secret art and their sacred arts intersected.

The sea of fire was burning the raindrops.

"Hmm?"

Hun Shang felt a bit of pressure as he focused, having no choice but to deal with it with all his might.

"Raindrop ?"

"A very strong flame."

But Hun Shang was not nervous, his two hands formed a seal, and suddenly cyan bloomed in his eyes:

"River of Water!"

Hualala ?

Countless raindrops poured down from the sky. At this moment, they gathered into a river, its power increasing five times and similarly, it was condensing even more.

With his naked eye, he saw a river in the sky.

However, when he used his Will to sense it, it felt like a sword flow.

The sword Qi moved like a python. As long as the energy continued to flow from above, the river would not break.

"Hiss!"

The Sword Sea Peaks were shocked when they saw this. "Hun Shang comprehended a secret technique of rain? It's really a bit exaggerated for us to be changing our moves like this. "

Changing techniques was very difficult, as one could only comprehend a few techniques after entering the state of enlightenment. However, mastering the perfect combination and understanding of the techniques was also a huge task.

Now, Hun Shang had developed the Rain Drops Secret Technique into a variation of River Water Technique.

This level of talent caused Feng Ji to be amazed.

What he did not know was that after the river formed from the water, Hun Shang and the river formed from the third layer of changes were still in the process of comprehending and cultivating. Even so, he was still able to unleash the surging power of the river formed from the raindrops.

The first change was that the water formed a river, reducing the Mengmeng's fire power.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng felt something different.

"You're quite capable."

She thought to herself.

"Flaming Phoenix Spreads Wings."

With a thought from the Mengmeng, he once again released a powerful secret technique.

Squeak!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the endless sea of fire had a sudden change. Many waves of fire gathered and gradually, a living and lifelike fire phoenix appeared in the world.

It roared towards the sky, flapped its wings, and flew upwards.

"This, this and this?"

The sword bamboo mountain peak was stunned. "She knows this kind of sacred art?"

Opposite them, near the Sword Sea Peak, an elder said in shock:

"In sacred or secret arts, we tend to show some appearances. Looking at Hun Shang's moves, they are like a river, there are mountains, there are trees, there are giant rocks, and there are creatures depicted in them, jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards. Without exception, in order to depict these things, we need to have a clear understanding of the living to be able to display its abilities, but such a vivid phoenix of fire, could it be..." Had she seen it with her own eyes? "Unbelievable."

Little did he know that he had never seen these Mengmeng before, but not only had Zhang Han seen them before, he had even eaten them before.

"She's that strong?"

Hun Shang's sister, Hun Xuan's eyes turned serious.

In the beginning, she was determined and certain that her brother would win.

However, after fighting to this point, seeing this scene, her firm heart had also loosened a bit.

"It's not simple."

At the other end, Yue Wuwei suddenly stroked his beard, and looked at Hun Shang with a profound look in his eyes.

"This kid is someone with a great destiny." Zhang Han said calmly.

"Then ?" Zi Yan's gaze became serious.

"Who do you think will win?" Yue Wuwei laughed and said: "I am the one facing you, you know."

"It's definitely the Mengmeng." Yue Xiaolou said.

Zhang Han shook his head and laughed lightly: "Even if you have some great fortune, you might not necessarily be able to win. In terms of trump cards, I have more daughters."

"However, there is still a gap in strength and cultivation level." Yue Wuwei said: "That brat is at the early stage of the Void Refining Stage, and moreover, he is not at the average early stage of the Void Refinement Realm. From his aura, I can sense that he is very stable and steady. "Eighteen years old and his cultivation time is still short. For someone at the early stage of the Soul Formation stage, fighting someone at the early stage of the Refinement Realm is already more than enough. But someone fighting that boy might still be a bit lacking."

"Your analysis is not bad." Zhang Han nodded his head, then shook it and said: "My daughter wins by thirty percent."

He spoke with such confidence.

Because only he knew the origins of the moves that he had taught the Mengmeng.

There were many secret techniques that could extend one's comprehension of divine abilities. These were all famous level 9 tribulation techniques, how could they be ordinary? The upper limit was extremely high.

Even if Soul Slayer had some good fortune, it couldn't compare to him. He was a Void Refining cultivator, and if it was as others said, he was at the peak of the Soul Formation stage, then he would probably be pressed down to the ground and beaten.

The Flamephoenix rose into the air.

Hun Shang's pupils shrank, he pondered for a moment, and the longsword in his right hand drew a half circle.

Weng! *

The incomparably focused defensive layer surrounded him. He turned into a streak of light and quickly dove down.

He wanted to engage in close combat!

At the same time, he also controlled the River of Water. The last bit of his power wore off seventy percent of the fire phoenix's energy. As he plunged into it, sword light flashed, as if an explosion had erupted within the fire phoenix.

Sssii! *

The fire phoenix was cut apart by him.

"One Sword Breaks the Mountain."

"Two swords to cut off the river."

"Three Swords Void Slash!"

"Fourth Sword, Meteor Shower!"

"?"

Hun Shang consecutively slashed out nine times.

The strong sword qi caused the surroundings to be in an uproar once again.

"As expected of the number one person in the east of the south coast, he's so strong!"

"Zhang Yu Meng is also powerful, but she's still too young."

"Judging from Hun Shang's aura and state, he's probably not far from breaking through to the Void Refining Stage. If he reaches the Void Refinement realm, he can be promoted to the upper echelons of the sect!"

The Void Refinement Realm was the standard for Protectors. Because Hun Shang's merit points were high, his identity as a Protector was at the peak of the Deity Stage.

There were many disciples like this, which also proved that they could absolutely break through to the Void Refinement Stage. With this qualifications, it could be considered as giving them the position of Protector ahead of time.

However, no one knew that Hun Shang was not far from breaking through to the middle stage of the Refinement Realm.

Under the nine sword techniques, there was no place for him to hide.

Mengmeng was very clear that it was very difficult to escape from such a move, almost impossible.

But she did not think of running away.

Wasn't it just a head-on clash?

A trace of viciousness suddenly flashed through Mengmeng's eyes. A longsword appeared in her right hand, and following her gaze, it both released a sparkling and translucent cold light.

"Whale Drink Unswallowed Sea."

"The sword aura is unstoppable!"

Sssii! *

A pale yellow sword ray instantly absorbed all the energy from the surroundings.

including the energy that was dispersed by the rain droplets, the energy that was dissipated by the Mengmeng's fire phoenix and the surrounding spiritual energy.

This was an extremely terrifying devouring force.

Even Hun Shang's sword move, its energy, was trembling.

"This sword ?" Zhang Han sighed, "It's called Dusk Sword."

Without waiting for Yue Wuwei to ask, Zhang Han muttered:

"I once knew an old senior, his understanding of the way of the sword was at the peak, it was rare for Immortal Cultivation World to meet an opponent, many people call him Sword God, and when I met him, he was already in his late years." I once knew an old senior, his understanding of the way of the sword was at the pinnacle, and when Immortal Cultivation World met an opponent, many people call him Sword God.

I have learned quite a few secret sword arts from him, as well as some divine abilities, but none of them are comparable to Dusk Sword's. Through his secret arts, I was able to comprehend the situation of the Dusk Sword, which is the origin of the Dusk Sword.

"Although my daughter has only learned a tiny bit, the power is not weak either."

When he finished speaking, Zhang Han kept his emotional state of mind and smiled a few times.

"Sigh, it's piercing."

Yue Wuwei looked at the rising yellow sword beams, his beard trembling.

The scenery of level 9 of tribulation, he was also looking forward to it ?

Even Yue Wuwei was unable to see through the profoundness of the sword, but in reality, there were no secrets to it. It did not have a state of mind to adapt to, nor did it have that kind of comprehension.

Although it was said that, once he mastered it, his fighting strength would increase. This was Zhang Han's goal.

He never thought that the Mengmeng would become that kind of swordsman.

Yes, but not necessary.

The others could not see the profoundness of the Dusk Sword, but they could sense its terrifying might.

"This ?"

Hun Shang's facial expression changed slightly. His zombie face finally showed some changes.

"This sword."

"Amazing."

Hun Shang's figure explosively retreated, giving up any chance to dodge or close in on him.

Bang bang bang bang ?

The nine streaks of sword gleams were unable to stop the attack of Dusk Sword at all.

Surprisingly, after the nine sword gleams were shattered, the scattered energy was completely absorbed by the Dusk Sword Qi.

It seemed stronger.

"That's right."

A serious look appeared in Hun Shang's eyes.

The longsword continued to wave.

Under his experimentation, he finally found a flaw.

As the distance between them increased, he realized that the Mengmeng's control over the Dusk Sword Qi had become unstable.

"Continue going up!"

As Hun Shang flew into the sky, he resisted the Dusk Sword Qi.

Under the gazes of countless tens of thousands of people ?

Hun Shang's face was grim as he felt the power of the sword Qi.

"Continue going up."

Sou ?

At first, Hun Shang was a person, but gradually, his face began to fade away, until it became nothing more than a shadow.

Soon, the shadow was the size of a sesame seed. A moment later, it disappeared.

"What does that mean?"

Everyone present was stupefied.

"Hun Shang was beaten away?"

"Oh my god, if we can't determine the victor, we can escape from the scene. We're doomed."

"Big bro, he ?" Hun Xuan covered her forehead. "Although the opponent is very strong, he shouldn't be able to escape so far, right?"

Everyone finally realized it.

Because Hun Shang knew that this sword was not easy to defend against, he dodged.

But to hide or hide ? the distance was simply too great.

He estimated that once the sword energy slashed past, it would naturally dissipate when it reached Hun Shang.

"You can still fight like this in a arranged battle?"

One of the fatties in the crowd said, "Then I'll also leave immediately. Can we rest for two hours before we continue fighting?"

"What is Hun Shang doing?"

Discussions gradually broke out.

Many people believed that Hun Shang could block this sword.

"Maybe this is Zhang Yu Meng's last trump card. If I were to take it head-on, wouldn't I directly win?"

"Yeah, I don't understand either."

"?"

"Tsk." Hearing these comments, Yue Xiaoxiao pursed her lips.

The Mengmeng had many methods. The Dusk Sword might have some stories, but to the Mengmeng, wasn't it just a secret sword art?

Actually, Yue Yang felt that with his personality, every move that he taught the Mengmeng would have stories like the Dusk Sword.

"Whiz!"

In the distance, everyone could see a black dot.

"You're back?"

Mengmeng blinked his eyes in a daze.

This kind of serious method of escape had broadened her horizons.

It was really special.

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation in a sparring match.

"You want to keep fighting when you get back?"

Mengmeng asked from afar.

"I'm not fighting anymore."

Hun Shang's expression was calm as he said bluntly, "I cannot defend against your sword. I lose this battle."

After saying that, Hun Shang looked at Hun Xuan who was in the crowd, nodded, and turned to leave.

In the eyes of the onlookers, his back seemed to be covered with a layer of desolation.

After the battle, Hun Shang, the first person on the east side of the south coast, became a thing of the past. A rising star like Zhang Yumeng became the first person on the east side.

"You're amazing."

Not only was Hun Xuan not angry, she was even smiling as she looked at Mengmeng. Her attitude and tone were excellent: "Zhang Yu Meng, you are beautiful, but also so powerful. You are simply a role model for us."

"You're too polite." Mengmeng laughed and said.

"One thousand points, I will transfer them to you. Also, take these five sixth rank spiritual treasure." Hun Xuan took out something.

Seeing that, the Mengmeng kept his words happily: "To be able to earn money challenging others, this business is not bad."

"Um, what do you think of my brother?" Hun Xuan suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Not bad, I think it's pretty good." Mengmeng was stunned.

"He's pretty handsome, isn't he?" Hun Xuan asked again.

"Uh, if you think he's handsome, then so be it." Mengmeng looked suspicious.

What was this Hun Xuan trying to do?

Why did she look like a matchmaker?

"Cough, don't speak nonsense. Otherwise, my dad would have beaten you." Mengmeng could not help but remind him.

"Huh?"

This time, it was Hun Xuan's turn to be stunned. She pondered for two seconds and then said with a smile, "I won't speak carelessly. About that, you're from the Sword Bamboo Summit, I'll go chat with you when I have time."

"Fine."

Mengmeng saw that Hun Xuan's smile was somewhat meaningful and full of meaning, causing his scalp to go numb.

Could this guy be a lily?

Hiss!

Thinking of this possibility, the Mengmeng gasped.

He was preparing to go back and ask around for news about Hun Xuan.

It's nothing much, and I also congratulate you on becoming the number one person on the east side of the south coast. With this title, there will be many benefits.

Hun Xuan smiled as she greeted them and left.

When he turned his head, he saw Hun Shang in the distance. He turned his body and looked behind him.

"Look, even my brother can't resist sneaking a peek at you. He's sulking, don't mind him." Hun Xuan said.

"Hurry up and go, or you'll really get beaten up later." Mengmeng said again.

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."

Hun Xuan smiled and left without a word.

Unbeknownst to them, Hun Shang's face was pitch-black.

"Soul Shang lost."

The Sword Sea Peak cultivator shook his head: "I have lost without a doubt, Zhang Yu Meng is very strong. She is young, yet she has such cultivation and secret techniques, and her aptitude is terrifying. It is fortunate that my sword sect has so many talent."

He led the way.

"Hahahaha, this is the attitude that the top disciple of my Sword Bamboo Peak should have!" The peak of the Sword Bamboo Peak laughed out loud.

"Cough, hehe, yes, hehe, cough cough ?"

What he didn't know was that Xing Nan, the person in first place, had an awkward expression on his face.

He couldn't help but think in his heart: Feng Ji, if you don't know how to speak, then speak less and save some face for this disciple.

"Zhang Yu Meng."

Some of the elders and protectors stared at Mengmeng for a while, then shook their heads and left.

They felt that this trip was worth it.

"The number one person on the east side of the south coast, Zhang Yu Meng."

"Bamboo Sword Peak, Zhang Yumeng."

"Her name is Zhang Yu Meng."

"A beautiful, sweet voice with great strength."

"?"

At this moment, many people remembered this name: Zhang Yumeng.

People were talking to each other.

Shock, as if he was in a dream.

Hun Shang, who had been suppressing him for years, finally lost.

The destruction of one myth represented the rise of another.

"Victory."

Mengmeng flew back to Zhang Han's side, smiling happily. Her beautiful big eyes contained a familiar look.

"She won even like that, my daughter is really amazing."

Zhang Han praised.

"It sounds so fake. That's what I said when I was young." Mengmeng said unhappily.

"Hahaha."

Zhang Han laughed heartily, then his expression turned serious: "My daughter's fighting skills have increased by a lot, her cultivation level is very solid, it is related to your hard work in cultivation, the choice and usage of secret techniques are very focused, your insight is special, congratulations, my Little Princess, you can already learn from your battle experience."

"Hehehe."

Mengmeng laughed and said, "I still need to continue learning from royal father."

"Look at you." Zi Yan laughed.

"My dad just bet on you losing, Mengmeng." Yue Xiaolou's strength explained the meaning of the word "framing".

"Did I?" Yue Wuwei had a puzzled look.

"Yes." Zhang Han, Zi Yan, and Yue Xiaoxiao shouted at the same time.

Yue Wuwei: "..."

Mengmeng snorted when he heard it, "It's no big deal, your sister already said so, why don't you show some mercy tonight?"

Yue Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment. "Are you talking about cutting my dad's beard?"

"Right."

"Good idea."

"?"

Hearing their words, the corners of Yue Wuwei's mouth trembled.

When they were about to return to the courtyard house.

Zhang Han then said, "That Soul Slayer is at the early stage of the Void Refining Stage, it can fight against the average mid stage of the Void Refinement Realm. That's why Elder Yue said that you might have to lose a little."

"Huh?" Mengmeng was stunned, "Then why is he hiding his true strength when he is at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm?"

"I don't know, maybe I have my own thoughts." Zhang Han shook his head and laughed: "How much power did you use?"

"Seventy percent ? "Eighty percent." Mengmeng thought for a while and said.

"Enough."

Zhang Han squinted his eyes and said: "If you were to fight with all your strength, you might only win by thirty percent, or to put it bluntly, the two of you are evenly matched with each other."

"Right, that's exactly what I meant. It's about the same, this is already amazing." Yue Wuwei said.1

"But if it's a life-and-death battle."

Zhang Han suddenly added: "He's definitely dead."

After these words left his mouth.

Yue Wuwei suddenly turned silent.

Two seconds later, he nodded his head heavily and said in a serious tone:

"Yes, in a life-and-death battle, there is no way he can survive."

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