Martial Godly Emperor

C1002 Cripple Your Limbs



C1002 Cripple Your Limbs

3Although this spatial zone had been reinforced by Daoist Huo Jian, black cracks would appear in the spatial zone from time to time due to the fierce Dao Weapons and the life-and-death battle.    

    

Countless rays of light exploded! Bang! Bang!    

    

Although Meng Yu had used those Flying Sword to save everyone previously, no one thought highly of him.    

    

The answer was very simple. It seemed like his Spiritual Consciousness had yet to recover. Otherwise, with the strength of those thirty-five Flying Sword, he would definitely defeat Donghe Zhen.    

    

Furthermore, Donghe Zhen's strength was not just for show. That was a true fight against an Elemental Soul Stage! It was too easy to crush a God Sea Stage.    

    

Of course, some people were also guessing that the intense battle between Meng Yu and Donghe Zhen would reach its climax, and it wouldn't be so easy to determine the victor.    

    

Fener, Bai Feixia, and the others all looked at Meng Yu nervously.    

    

Just as some people thought that this would be a protracted battle, the battle had already ended!    

    

Meng Yu's Flying Sword hacked away the long blade in Donghe Zhen's hand!    

    

He was just about to fly up and finish this person off with his sword when a figure blocked in front of him: Wang Lixin!    

    

Wang Lixin had saved Donghe Zhen.    

    

Although Jingshan Ming used others to serve him, he would not let go and not save him.    

    

Because he had never said that no one was allowed to save him, Meng Yu didn't continue to pester him.    

    

He used his gloomy eyes to look at Jingshan Ming and Donghe Zhen, and then he calmed down.    

    

"I swear I will kill all of you!"    

    

Meng Yu gripped his sword tightly.    

    

Donghe Zhen thanked Wang Lixin and Jingshan Ming and took the long blade he had refined into his hand.    

    

"Elder Brother Young Master, very good. Now they have nothing to say."    

    

Fener saw that Meng Yu did not make a move and felt a little gratified in her heart. The hot-blooded youth who used to be angry for a beauty and kill a person every ten steps had already matured. He would think more about the family and the sect in action.    

    

However, there was also a little disappointment in these gratification, because they did not have enough strength and lived in grievance.    

    

Meng Yu walked back and Fener and Bai Feixia walked up to him. One of them pulled his shoulder and looked around to see if he was injured.    

    

This scene made Jingshan Ming's eyes turn blood red.    

    

At this time, a thin layer of fog suddenly appeared in the hall.    

    

The fog gradually gathered and turned into a graceful figure that hung in the middle of the hall.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Everyone vigilantly looked at the figure that was formed by the mist and took many steps back.    

    

The figure gradually became clear.    

    

It was actually an extremely beautiful Female Cultivator!    

    

Her white clothes fluttered in the wind. On her exquisite face, there was a pink and red lips and a sharp white chin. Her three thousand black hair naturally fell down, revealing the feminine beauty of a woman.    

    

The moment Meng Yu saw Female Cultivator, he could not help but cry out involuntarily, "Mother!"    

    

In the quiet hall, everyone's nerves were unprecedentedly high. When they heard this, they looked at Meng Yu in astonishment.    

    

Meng Yu had just seen this beautiful figure, but it had just flashed by. Now that he saw her again, he didn't care about anything else and flew forward.    

    

He carefully sized her up a few times. Indeed, it was her mother.    

    

Why would her mother's image appear here?    

    

Following which, a few more figures condensed from mist.    

    

There were three people, two men and one woman.    

    

The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful.    

    

"Jiao Ruxue!"    

    

Meng Yu was stunned.    

    

That pretty Female Cultivator in green was not Jiao Ruxue. Who could it be?    

    

Why were mother and Jiao Ruxue here now?    

    

The four figures suddenly started fighting.    

    

They looked very fierce, but Meng Yu could tell that they were just images.    

    

He thought of something. "Daoist Huo Jian said in his notes that he once fought with his mother, Jiao Ruxue, Jun Liting, Liang Yichen and others. I understand why their images appeared here!"    

    

"Daoist Huo Jian did not have the upper hand when fighting with them, so he recorded some images to study their moves. That was why the scene of his mother and Jiao Ruxue fighting appeared here."    

    

"From this, we can be sure that the Ning Hanyan in Daoist Huo Jian's notebook is my mother. It's just that I don't understand. My mother's strength is so high. Why would she marry into a small place like Yuanmiao Continent? And judging from their battle, it has been at least a hundred thousand years since I last saw them! "    

    

Meng Yu thought about it and backed away, watching their battle attentively.    

    

He really wanted to learn something from this "Divine Immortal Battle."    

    

Whether it was Jiao Ruxue or Ning Hanyan, the Cultivation Level was unfathomable and had already mastered the Dao. As long as he could learn a little bit, it would be beneficial to him.    

    

The people in the hall were also staring blankly at the four silent figures fighting above.    

    

After a while, someone suddenly broke the silence, "Meng Yu, what did you call this woman just now?"    

    

Jingshan Ming looked at Meng Yu.    

    

Meng Yu was a little regretful. His background had been guessed just like that!    

    

"It's nothing. I called you wrongly just now."    

    

He replied faintly.    

    

Jingshan Ming sized him up. "No, you didn't call me wrongly. You are Ning Hanyan's son!"    

    

Hearing this, Meng Yu felt strange. This person knew his mother?    

    

Since she had already said it, Meng Yu did not plan to hide it. "That's right. Ning Hanyan is indeed my mother."    

    

"Uncle Wang Lixin, there might be some clues about that matter."    

    

Jingshan Ming ignored Meng Yu and turned to the Wolf Head Beastman, Wang Lixin, and said.    

    

"Young master found a clue. This is a good thing!"    

    

Wang Lixin also smiled.    

    

Jing Shan laughed arrogantly, "Truly looking for something by stepping on iron shoes. It did not take much effort to get it."    

    

"Senior sister, his smile is very sinister!"    

    

Yi Jing looked at Yi Xinxin's corpse and said with lingering fear.    

    

"He will not do anything to us. Don't worry."    

    

Senior Sister Zhang comforted her.    

    

"Meng Yu, since you are Ning Hanyan's son, then quickly cripple your limbs and disable your eyes. Wait for my hair to fall off."    

    

Jingshan Ming said lightly.    

    

Meng Yu nodded.    

    

The other party kept forcing him. Meng Yu endured it again and again. He no longer had that patience.    

    

"Why do you want me to cripple my limbs and disable my eyes?"    

    

Meng Yu said faintly.    

    

He took out a pot of wine from his ring and gulped down a few mouthfuls. The transparent wine spilled out from his mouth and soaked his clothes, landing on the ground.    

    

Since the other party insisted on killing him, he had to fight back no matter what.    

    

Even if he had to die, he had to drag a few down with him.    

    

Perhaps this was the last time he would drink, so he would drink to his heart's content!    

    

"Brother, drink mine, Jade Cold Wine!"    

    

On the other side, Li Zheng took out a jar of wine and removed the seal. Immediately, the fragrance of the wine filled the air, and he tossed it to Meng Yu.    

    

It was actually the Jade Cold Wine brewed by the Longquan Restaurant in the Cangqing Country of Yuanmiao Continent.    

    

"Li Zheng, it's really yours. You actually brought the Jade Cold Wine with you!"    

    

Meng Yu received it and lifted it up. The biting cold wine poured out a white line from the seal and entered Meng Yu's mouth.    

    

Fener, Bai Feixia and the others' eyes dimmed.    

    

They all knew why Meng Yu wanted to drink at this time.    

    

He was going to fight with all his might.    

    

He was really fighting with his life on the line because the other side had a powerful Wang Lixin.    

    

Perhaps this was the last time Meng Yu drank?    

    

"Not bad, good wine!" Meng Yu gulped down half a jar of wine and tossed it to Li Zheng.    

    

The latter took it and poured the wine into his mouth.    

    

It was as if they had just returned to the Condensing Element Sect and were drunk for the first time in Meng Yu's cave.    

    

"Hahaha!" Li Zheng straightforwardly smashed the wine jar that he had just finished drinking. He walked to Meng Yu's side and drew his sword.    

    

"Speak, do you have a conflict with my mother?"    

    

Meng Yu said to Jingshan Ming in a flat tone.    

    

At this moment, his Qi suddenly became majestic.    

    

In front of this kind of Qi, Jingshan Ming actually felt a little ashamed.    

    


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