Therefore, if Meng Xiuyuan did not want to use this to test his Qinggong, Jiumozhi would have already lost the match before the two of them took action.

Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan just smiled slightly and said:

"King Ming doesn't need to worry about it, just do as you please.

I am standing on this lotus leaf because I dislike the narrow corridor and it is not suitable for the use of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword"."

Jiumozhi's face twitched slightly when he heard this. He knew that Meng Xiuyuan thought that his internal strength was superior to his, so he deliberately used this method to make the competition fairer.

Regarding this, Jiumozhi admired Meng Xiuyuan's broadmindedness, but was also a little angry at Meng Xiuyuan's contempt for him. Between his mixed emotions, he could only call out the Buddha's name and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Amitabha, in this case, please be careful, Mr. Meng..."

Before he finished speaking, the air knife in Jiumozhi's palm had already struck, with a speed and power that was even greater than when he demonstrated it before.

When Meng Xiu saw this situation, a light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel excited. He immediately thrust out the "Chong Chong Sword" with the middle finger of his right hand, opening and closing the sword widely, and his energy was majestic.

Wang Yuyan, Abi and others did not dare to disturb them. They could only see the two people nearly two feet apart from a distance. One finger was poking and the other was chopping hard. They heard the sound of "rustling" in the air, and then

Then there was an explosion of energy that exploded and escaped.

Duan Yu was not familiar with martial arts, so he just felt that the two men were making gestures in the air. Although one was elegant and the other was majestic and dignified, after watching them for a long time, it seemed like they were punching each other in the air, which made him feel a little funny.

The rest of the people were so shocked by the competition between the peerless masters that they unconsciously widened their eyes, unwilling to let go of any detail.

After a moment, Feng BoE, who had been silent since losing to Jiumozhi, suddenly took a breath and whispered into Wang Yuyan's ear:

"Miss Wang, how much longer do you think the young master can continue to practice his kung fu before he can reach the level of these two?"

"This...cousin, cousin he..."

Wang Yuyan was speechless by Feng BoE's sudden question. She frowned and thought for a long time before speaking in a low voice:

"Cousin, he is still young and his internal strength is a little lacking. Using such energy to hurt people is probably half the result with half the effort, which is not appropriate.

I think he will have to practice hard for another twenty years, and when his skills are complete, he will be like Mr. Meng and Master Jiumozhi."

Feng Bo Na Na knew that Wang Yuyan had always admired Murong Fu. This so-called "hard training for another twenty years" thought that it had already given him a lot of face, and he couldn't help feeling very emotional.

After a while, he asked Wang Yuyan again:

"Miss Wang, you said that if you are forced to do anything, the young master will have to become enemies with these two peerless masters in the future.

The four of us brothers are going into battle together with the young master, how can we defeat him?"

As one of the four ministers of the Murong family, Feng BoEi has a heavy responsibility, so there is nothing wrong with considering the worst case scenario.

But when Wang Yuyan was asked this question, she couldn't help but frown again and fell into deep distress.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She looked sad and looked at the fighting meng Xiuyuan and Jiumozhi for a long time before finally speaking solemnly:

"Fourth Brother Feng, although these two are both peerless masters, if they really want to be enemies in the future, their methods of dealing with them are different.

Facing the Great Wheel Ming King, if my cousin is unfortunate enough to become his enemy, please ask Fourth Brother Feng, Brother Deng, Second Brother Gongye, and Third Brother Bao to sacrifice your lives together and attack him at the same time.

Although the four of you are no match for him, you can still delay him for a moment by attacking at the same time with the intention to die.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, cousin, whether he sees the opportunity to attack the enemy's key points, or takes the opportunity to turn around and escape, he has a glimmer of hope..."

Feng Bo couldn't help but nodded when he heard the sound. Although Wang Yuyan's words sounded cold and ruthless, as a retainer of the Murong family, he also recognized Wang Yuyan's arrangement and knew that this should be the best way.

But after waiting for a while, Feng Bohao saw that Wang Yuyan did not continue, so he asked:

"So Miss Wang, how about dealing with Mr. Meng? What should we four brothers do?

You said that the methods of dealing with Fa and him are different, is it because he is young and lacks skill, so we should fight him in a round-robin battle?"

Wang Yuyan's face turned bitter when she heard this. She pursed her lips and struggled for a long time. She was afraid that such a day would happen in the future, so she still told the truth in her heart:

"Fourth Brother Feng, if my cousin offends Mr. Meng in the future and has no choice but to become his enemy, then I ask you to persuade your cousin.

I advise him not to care too much about his personality and reputation, and also advise him not to be impulsive for the sake of temporary victory or defeat..."

"Don't care about your reputation, don't be impulsive?

Do you mean to use some insidious means to hurt people with hidden weapons?"

Feng BoE didn't understand what Wang Yuyan meant for a while, so he opened his mouth to confirm.

Wang Yuyan shook her head silently and said in a deep voice to Feng BoE:

"I want to say that Han Xin was humiliated by his crotch, and Gou Jian, the king of Yue, also suffered hardships.

As a man, a moment of humiliation is nothing..."

Feng BoE was shocked when he heard the words. He finally understood what Wang Yuyan meant and said in astonishment:

"Miss Wang, you...you mean, you want the young master to beg for mercy with this boy named Meng?

Impossible, the young master is a descendant of the Dayan royal family, how can he suffer such humiliation...

Even if the four of us risk our lives, we will definitely protect the son's reputation!

Besides, I saw him and Jiumozhi fighting back and forth, even if his kung fu is higher, can he really be so much better?"

Feng Bo was shocked and angry when he heard the sound, and was filled with confusion.

Wang Yuyan saw that Feng Bo was like this, and seemed to have seen Murong Fu kneeling in front of Meng Xiuyuan begging for mercy, and she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

But for the future safety of her cousin, Wang Yuyan had no choice but to explain to Feng BoE again:

"Brother Feng, you are wrong.

His two masters are not 'coming back and forth' at this time.

If Mr. Meng had not intended to use this Tubo master to test his skills, perhaps the two of them would have decided the winner long ago..."

Coincidentally, as if to verify the authenticity of Wang Yuyan's words, as soon as she finished speaking, the situation in the battle between Meng Xiuyuan and Jiumozhi changed.

Jiumozhi was unable to attack for a long time and had already used all his strength. The lake surface around Meng Xiuyuan was already splashing with energy.

But the lotus leaf at Meng Xiuyuan's feet remained unmoving, without even a drop of water splashing on it.

"Prince Ming, your skills are indeed good, but let's go here first today."

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan's eyes flashed with green light, and he made another "Chongchong Sword" with the middle finger of his right hand, stabbing straight at Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and struck down from the top of his head, making the most powerful move in "Buddha Saves Three Kasyapas".

After a moment, the lake water between the two people exploded, turning into white water spray all over the sky.

At this moment, Jiumozhi suddenly felt a chill between his brows.

At first, he only thought it was flying water droplets, but after a while, he felt a slight pain again, and then he realized something was wrong.

Jiumozhi hurriedly touched his eyebrows with his fingers, only to find that there was a little bit of blood the size of a grain of rice on his fingertips.

"you……"
Chapter completed!