Martial Godly Emperor

This time, it was a two-pronged fight.    

Meng Yu's opponent was the handsome Wu Meng, whose body was as big as a small Demonic Beast.    

Wu Meng's Cultivation Level was at the fifth level of the Golden Core Stage, which was three small realms higher than his.    

Even though the aura that was emitted from this man's body was strong, Meng Yu could still sense that this man was very dangerous.    

He wore a blue brocade robe, and his handsome face was angular, as if it was carved by a sword.    

His body was even sturdier.    

It was extremely rare to see such a handsome yet sturdy person.    

He floated in the air, as if he was looking down on the world and controlling everything in the world. His eyes were indifferent.    

He had talent and strength.    

That cold look made many female disciples feel intoxicated.    

"Senior disciple Wu Meng, you can do it!"    

"Defeat Meng Yu!"    

"Wu Meng will win!"    

"Meng Yu, accept your death!"    

Many female disciples cried out in excitement. When they looked at Wu Meng, their beautiful eyes seemed to reveal beating hearts.    

"I originally didn't want to kill you, but you crashed into my hand. That Junior Sister Cai Jiaojiao is quite pretty, and I like her very much. After I kill you, I will take good care of her for you. I will also ask her to give birth to a bunch of children for me. "    

Wu Meng said indifferently.    

It was as if he was talking about something that was not worth mentioning.    

It was as if Meng Yu was here to die by fighting him.    

Meng Yu's body was cold.    

He knew that this man was not someone to be trifled with.    

However, for the sake of Jiaojiao, he would take the risk to fight this man.    

He looked at the tall platform covered in red carpet.    

On top of it, Third Elder Yang Kao and Fourth Elder Qiao Zhiming were sitting there peacefully.    

The reason Cai Jiaojiao was listed as a reward was because of Qiao Zhiming.    

And this person was said to have hunted down his father together with the East River's Yuan Bin.    

"All of you will definitely die under my sword in the future." Meng Yu's eyes focused as he turned around.    

"Haha... Third Elder, look, your two disciples are going to fight to the death. What do you think?"    

Qiao Zhiming said with a cold smile.    

"Fourth Elder, that Meng Yu is not my disciple. Also, I think you should keep an eye on your Zhou Han. The person he is facing is Ling Wanqing. Her strength was not ordinary, and she was also the First Elder's man. She must have some treasures with her. It seems like your Zhou Han is going to die in her hands. "    

Yang Kobber opposed with equal harshness.    

"It doesn't matter. Other than Zhou Han, I have three other people competing. As for you, you only have Wu Meng and West Ridge Yan. If one of them dies, then one less."    

Fourth Elder was a little proud of himself.    

Indeed, he had the most disciples on that battlefield.    

As for the disciples under Dugu Qian, other than those who did not participate, Meng Yu was the only one who died!    

Thinking of this, Fourth Elder felt even more proud. I have endured humiliation for many years. It seems that today is the day I ascend to the position of Sect Master! Dugu Qian originally had a few powerful disciples, but they were all from large families. Naturally, they did not dare to participate in this kind of life and death battle and retreated. The remaining six people had all lost five people in the group competition just now. Only the sole heir of that boy surnamed Meng was left. Originally, my biggest opponent was her! Haha, even the heavens are helping me!    

Dugu Qian sat there dejectedly.    

If it wasn't for that Ji Fei, she would have had a great chance of obtaining the first place in the solo show today.    

Unfortunately, because it was a life and death battle, some of her disciples withdrew. Now, there was only a brat surnamed Meng left.    

"I'm afraid I have to think of a way to stop Fourth Elder. Otherwise... Today, he might be able to ascend to the position of the Sect Leader. At that time... Not to mention that it would be difficult for me to exact vengeance on my father, even for myself... Even my mother might have to sacrifice herself to that person... Become his toy! "    

Dugu Qian was very unwilling.    

Coincidentally, Qiao Zhiming was looking at her with a pair of vulgar eyes.    

She was very angry!    

She had an impulse to kill that person!    

"No, if there are signs of him winning, I will quickly find my mother and leave this place!"    

She gritted her teeth.    

After making this decision, she couldn't help but feel very sad.    

She grew up here and was very familiar with the flowers and grass here, but she had no choice but to not leave this place!    

The one-on-one battle was about to begin.    

At this moment, Meng Yu flew to the front of the Great Elder and cupped his hands. “ Great Elder, His Highness Ji Fei gave us forty Low-grade Heaven Grade Magic Tools. But we have twenty people here. Does that mean everyone can get two Magic Tools? I just received one sword attack, now, I will get another sword."    

Ling Shijie was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that there were only twenty disciples left on the arena.    

"This..."    

He glanced at Ji Fei and saw that the man had an extremely gloomy expression on his face. He did not object and let Meng Yu choose a Heaven Lower Grade Sword to take away.    

When the remaining nineteen people saw Meng Yu like this, they also walked over and each of them took two magic tools.    

Jinhu Prince Mansion was a good place to do good deeds! Heavenly Level magic tools, one for each person! For thousands of years, you will always be a fool!" Many disciples laughed and shouted. Ji Fei was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had taken out many good treasures, but they were treated like fools and made fun of by others!    

Meng Yu carefully looked at this sword. It was the same as the previous sword, it did not produce any Artifact Spirit.    

However, these two swords were not ordinary either.    

Meng Yu immediately refined them and dripped his blood to recognize them as his masters, because he was going to use these two swords later.    

The competition finally began.    

Meng Yu and Wu Meng were confined to a wide arena by a formation.    

This formation was called "No matter what, I will not stop until one of us dies."    

When the formation was activated, only when there was only one living person left on the platform would it lose the ability to confine and release the person.    

The others were similarly confined to their respective arenas by the "Unending Fights" formation.    

Meng Yu and Wu Meng were suspended in the air.    

"You have quite the courage to fight in order to save Junior Sister Jiaojiao. But you can only blame your bad luck for meeting me."    

Wu Meng said with a cold smile.    

"You talk too much nonsense. Attack now!"    

As Meng Yu spoke, his left hand and the Purple Dance in his right hand rushed towards Wu Meng.    

"Let me tell you something. This formation has been tampered with by Fourth Elder. Activating it will increase my strength!"    

Wu Meng said.    

Meng Yu was flying towards that man at high speed. When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Wu Meng's strength was already higher than his. With the effect of the formation, how could Meng Yu fight him?    

Then he reacted. This might be a psychological battle caused by that person! Wu Meng was the Third Elder's man, so why would the Fourth Elder help him?    

"Haha, you will definitely think that I am the Third Elder's man. The Fourth Elder doesn't need to help me, right? You are right, but killing you is the mutual benefit of Fourth Elder and me. That's why he did something to set up the spell formation."    

As if he knew what Meng Yu was thinking, Wu Meng said with a sneer.    

Meng Yu was surprised in his heart, but there was no joy or sadness on his face. The phantom sword, "Long Qi Transforms into a rainbow," stabbed towards Wu Meng with the Heavy Edge Sword Art.    

This sword was extremely sharp. Wherever it passed, tiny cracks appeared in the space.    

Wu Meng said disdainfully, "Is that all you have? Alright, go to hell. I will take good care of Cai Jiaojiao and Su Yuyan."    

A red treasured sword appeared in his hand.    

The sword instantly enlarged and covered the entire space. The sharp Qi formed spatial whirlpools and black light flowed out. The piercingly cold killing intent made Meng Yu feel as if his entire body had fallen into an ice cellar. It was extremely cold!    

"Senior disciple Wu Meng has made his move! What a powerful sword!"    

"This is bad! That kid is actually not a match for Senior Brother Wu's sword?"    

"What a pity, I originally wanted to watch a wonderful competition!"