Meng Shenji stood quietly, and a strand of silk was blown by the wind and swung past his eyes. But his eyes were still looking forward so firmly, looking at the knife that Wang Meng cut down. In an instant, his mind listed a series of data such as the force and angle trajectory of the knife in his mind, and even several methods of processing jumped out. But Meng Shenji knew that no matter how many ways to deal with it or how many methods there were, here, in Yun Ting, the one he would choose was to fight head-on.

The dagger in his palm was flying around, as if it would snatch out at any time, but there was no. For Meng Shenji, Yun Ting was his friend, and he would not take action because he was a friend. If Yun Ting died here, it was also a game anyway, it was not a reality. If he died, he could only blame himself. Is this death seeking death, whether it was a waste of death or a waste of death.

Death is not scary. What is scary is that you still go to die even if you know you will die. This is scary. If this is pride, then all of them are proud. In reality, for the freedom of a small chip, they are wandering on the edge of life and death, climbing heights through countless challenges.

This may be called stupidity, or pride. They are proud people, so proud that even if they are, they do not want others to disturb themselves. From feet to hands, from head to heart, they are full of pride, so they never bow their heads, and pride does not make them bow their heads, and death is the same.

Therefore, Meng Shenji will not take action unless Yun Ting speaks. But at that time, it means that Yun Ting has lost his pride and they have nothing in common. Meng Shenji saved him, but his heart that killed him will no longer be friends.

"Li Yun, what should we do now?" Daniu asked with some concern as he looked at everything on the field. Even though he was beaten to vomit blood just now, he didn't care at all, but now he was a little worried. Even with Daniu's slow head, he could figure it out. No matter who Yun Ting or the boss wins the other person, it would not be easy, and now he sees this situation.

He hopes that the boss will win, but if the boss wins, no matter whether the Thirteenth Mr. Thirteenth Mr. Thirteenth Mr. Thirteenth Mr. Thirteenth Mr. After all, this is the Thirteenth Mr. Thirteenth man sent to lead them.

"What should I do?" Seeing Li Yun remained silent, Daniu continued to ask.

Li Yun had a calm face, and seemed to have not yet woken up from the crushing defeat, but in fact he was thinking about countermeasures quickly. Just as the big bull was worried about, he was also worried about this. He originally thought that the boss Wang Meng could easily defeat Yun Ting, but when he experienced a crushing defeat and saw that the two were evenly matched, he knew that it was not that simple, and now, he had already seen the boss's killer move appear!

He exhaled a long sigh: "What else can I do?"

"Let's go!" Wang Li and Wang Qiang said in unison. The two of them took a step forward together, leaned forward, and were about to rush forward. The dagger was already tightly held in their hands.

"Stop." Meng Shenji said lightly.

When his voice came out, he had already rushed forward. The dagger gently turned around in his palm, and the dagger turned towards the two brothers who were rushing towards him.

He looked at the two people who had already stood in front of him and continued coldly: "I said, stop."

Wang Li and Wang Qiang did not stop. In their opinion, if they did not stop Yun Ting and Wang Meng, not only would they be inseparable from life and death, but the impact would also be even greater. Therefore, they could not stop. The two looked at each other silently, moved their steps lightly, and prepared to bypass the Dream God Machine.

"It's ridiculous." Meng Shenji also moved as they continued to move, and rushed towards them. At the same time, a dagger appeared on his left hand.

"Ding, Ding, Ding." With Meng Shenji's steps, everyone present heard a sound of iron-like impact. The sound was extremely subtle, no louder than the collision of the weapons in Yun Ting and Wang Meng's hands, but the frequency was very fast, and it collided almost every second. Meng Shenji's arms had turned into shadows that were difficult to see clearly. Within an inch of his range, the two brothers Wang Li and Wang Qiang could no longer move and could only stay in place in vain. The two of them kept waving their arms, using the daggers in their hands to block Meng Shenji's daggers. But under the suppression of Meng Shenji alone, they were at a disadvantage.

"Bang" and under the high-frequency collision, the daggers of Wang Li and Wang Qiang and the two brothers Wang Li made a shattering sound, and the dagger blade was covered with cracks of various sizes. The same was true for the dagger in Meng Shenji's left hand. Only the dagger given by Wang Yue in his right hand was still intact, and he did not intend to stop, but instead moved faster and faster.

Finally, the Dream God Machine stopped, and the dagger in his left hand turned into countless pieces of big and small size, and fell on the stone platform with jingling.

"You...!" Wang Li and Wang Qiang widened their eyes and looked at their palms incredibly. There was only the handle of the dagger in their hands, and the dagger blades were also scattered all over the ground. They had expected this just now, but when they were really alive, they still couldn't let go. Just now, they couldn't even step out half a step, and could not fight back, so they could only use the original weapon in their hands to defend themselves as shields. This was really ironic to them.

"You can continue, but the next time, you will die." Meng Shenji said with a cold face, his arms tensed slightly and his muscles trembled slightly, but there was no abnormality on his face. He stood, his hands and five fingers jumping rhythmically, and the dagger in his right palm kept leaping inside the five fingers.

"You don't have to be afraid. If Yun Ting is injured or dead, no one will vent your anger." Meng Shenji paused and looked at the toads and others who came over with him, feeling that they were also indifferent, as if they had great confidence in Yun Ting.

The corners of his mouth curled up lightly, and a smile appeared: "Loss is losing, death is death. Just as you are worried, I am worried, but what I am worried about is your boss."

Meng Shenji pointed his finger at Wang Meng in the field. He saw his face ferocious, his face turned red, his veins burst out on his arms, and the long sword in his hand cut through the night like a ray of light and slashed towards Yun Ting.
Chapter completed!