The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1752: You lost

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Qin Yong didn't have any serious injuries, so he trained the next day.

However, Zhao Dazhu stopped teaming up with him, so he won't practice with him. Zhao Dazhu, Wang Meng and Pang Chong, the three of them practiced together.

Actually, Wang Meng does not need to practice, he does not lack the exercises, he only lacks resources and time. So many times, it was Pang Chong and Zhao Dazhu who practiced against each other.

There are a lot of new disciples, and some do it alone, so there are people who can match Qin Yong.

However, Qin Yong was unlucky. He was a burly, wretched-looking young man with a beard under his nose, and his realm was close to Yixuan.

So Qin Yong had a bruise and swollen nose every day.

The young man's name is Shanlihong.

Shanlihong is called by Wang Meng's back. In fact, Shanlihong's name is Shan Leehom.

Looking at Qin Yong being beaten every day, Wang Meng and the others were very happy.

However, it is good to have money. Within a few days, that burly boy actually became polite to Qin Yong and moved to Qin Yong's residence to wait for Qin Yong to come. Like a domestic slave.

Wang Meng is convinced, people are really different from people! Some people are born with slaves in their bones.

This day!

"Wang Meng? I heard you are very good? Come? Ask for advice!" On the martial arts field, Shan Lihong suddenly challenged Wang Meng.

Qin Yong looked at Wang Meng gleefully beside him.

Wang Meng, don't you know that it was Qin Yong's ghost?

Seeing this, Pang Chong and Zhao Dazhu, who were practicing duel, hurried over and stood behind Wang Meng.

"Red in the mountains..." Wang Meng said.

"My name is Shan Leehom, and my name is Shan Leehom!" Shan Leehom was unhappy.

Hahaha.

The disciples heard all around laughed loudly.

"I'm talking about red in the mountains?" Wang Meng also smiled.

"Wang Meng? You are too mad. You will accept the challenge if there is a kind!" Shan Lihong glared at her small eyes and roared, with anxious eyes.

"Red in the mountains? You are too weak. You don't deserve to even give me shoes. You are not qualified to challenge me." Wang Meng huffed his toes, his nostrils turned into the sky, and he looked like he was invincible.

The best way to deal with an arrogant person is to be more arrogant than him.

Being looked down upon, made Shan Leehom's face red with anger, like a mountain red.

"It's up to you! Take it!" Shan Lihong was furious.

The mountain was red and shouted, the vigorous breath swept out, covering Wang Meng. An invisible pressure made Wang Meng feel qi and blood fluctuating.

"You two stand back!" Seeing Pang Chong and Zhao Dazhu trembling under the pressure, Wang Meng waved his hand and pushed them away.

The red and burly figure in the mountain was unexpectedly flexible, and rushed to Wang Meng in a flash like a ghost, and circled Wang Meng. The pair of fists fired continuously, sealing the space around Wang Meng. Moreover, without a punch, the strength is superimposed! A wave of pressure blasted Wang Meng.

Wang Meng stood still, as if he didn't feel the overwhelming pressure. The aura on his body did not increase but decreased. In the blink of an eye, there was no vitality, like a dead person, as if the person was no longer there and melted into the air.

The surroundings have stopped cultivating, and I was surprised to see the lively disciples.

If they hadn't seen Wang Meng, they would have thought that there was no one here.

Outside the field, several old disciples who supervised the training also looked shocked!

The red face in the mountain changed. He had never seen such a weird technique. He didn't believe that his power had already beaten Wang Meng to death.

But Shanlihong doesn't believe in evil. Wang Meng clearly hasn't reached Yixuan's realm, which is lower than his realm. What if there are weird techniques? With a force of ten guilds, regardless of strength, age, or body strength, he is stronger than Wang Meng.

"Roar!" Shan Lihong shouted, with a sharp fist in his right fist, he rushed towards Wang Meng's door.

It's just that Wang Meng's figure suddenly disappeared.

A punch in the air, shocked the mountain red.

"Be careful behind!" Qin Yong shouted suddenly,

Everyone looked at Qin Yong contemptuously, Qin Yong's face flushed.

Shan Lihong knew that it was not good, turned around quickly, and sent out both fists at the same time, but there was still no one behind him.

Shanlihong was shocked and sweated.

Suddenly, Shan Lihong felt a chill coming from behind him.

Shanlihong is very smart, so he rushes forward.

It's just that there is a flower in front of him, and a big foot seems to be waiting for a long time.

Wow!

Red flying in the mountains.

Be kicked by Wang Meng!

Shan Lihong didn't understand why Wang Meng was suddenly so weird, but everyone around him saw that Wang Meng only did it with speed.

The disciples around Wang Meng's speed were surprised.

Wang Meng always wanted to hurt Shan Lihong, so he just kicked him off.

But the mountain was red and angry, and felt lost.

Huh!

After the mountain was red, he rushed back towards Wang Meng, with a long sword in his hand, shining coldly.

It's just that Wang Meng's figure suddenly disappeared again, with a cold light!

Mountain Red is still, holding the posture of the long sword stab, with a look of horror.

There is a long sword across his neck.

Wang Meng stood at the side of the red body in the mountain, calmly, his long sword lay across the red neck in the mountain: "You lost!"

"I, I admit defeat!" Shanli's red face is extremely ugly, he never dreamed that he would lose!

Several outside disciples who have been watching from the sidelines looked at Wang Meng in surprise...

The battle of Ximenqing established his position among the new disciples.

Although, he is still not the best, but among the new disciples, no one wants to offend him, they are afraid that he has any weird tricks.

Pa!

Pa!

Slap!

From the sky, there was applause.

A scent of medicine spreads throughout the martial arts field.

Wang Meng suddenly felt his blood pulse throbbing. Wang Meng was taken aback.

Everyone looked at the sky in surprise.

I don't know when Li Xuantian came. There was an old man in a black robe standing beside him, and the fragrance of medicine came from the old man.

The old man is not young, but his hair, eyebrows, and beard are all black. The face is full of red light, and he has a childish face! It was an old man in a black robe who was high-fiving this time.

The throbbing blood of Wang Meng resonated with this old man.

The blood of the same race? how is this possible? Wang Meng looked at the old man in surprise.

"Yes, good, good foundation!" The old man in the black robe also looked at Wang Meng and said excitedly.

"Since Yaoxian likes it, you can take him away! He is now an outer disciple, not an inner disciple, but he is in line with the rules." Li Xuantian said, respecting the old man.

"Okay! Thank you! If you need it, come to me directly!" The old man nodded, and suddenly waved his big sleeve.

The outer door suddenly went black and went into the old man's sleeve. ‘The old man just flew away...

In a large hall, stands a colorful medicine pot.

The smell of medicine in the main hall is tangy.

The black-clothed old man sat on the upper chair and looked at Wang Meng who was looking at him in shock with a smile.

At this time, Wang Meng was extremely surprised.

Because this old man knows the origin of Wang Meng. And the old man is the ancestor of the medicine clan in the end, the medicine fairy who is one of the four emperors of the world!

The old man let Wang Meng recognize his ancestor and return to the clan! But the old man seems to only know the origin of Wang Meng, not Wang Meng's mission!

"I agree to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan." Finally, Wang Meng spoke. This cannot be rejected, it cannot be rejected. Wang Meng's reincarnation established a relationship with the Yao Family.

"Okay! Hahaha!" Yaoxian was overjoyed.

"Holy Hall!" Yaoxian roared, his voice shook the sky, and the hall trembled.

Wang Meng almost fell on the ground? Promoted?

Swipe it...

Suddenly a few old figures flew outside the hall and shot directly into the hall.