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Chapter 1865 Outbreak(2/2)

Time seems to be able to be cut off by the light of the sword.

The two rays of black and white were like two swimming fishes in the sea of ​​swords. The sword rays shattered and their figures were cut into countless pieces.

But a thousandth of a second later, black and white merged, and the two figures disappeared at the same time.

What appeared in front of Duanhong again was a figure with black and white spots intricately and irregularly kneaded together. A black and white vortex absorbed everything and photographed Duanhong in front of him.

"Little tricks!"

Duanhong was a little disappointed, but she also thought it was normal.

After all, these people are really... too strong!

"boom!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

The black and white vortex collided with the sword light, trying to crush the sword light and swallow it.

However, it can't.

On the contrary, the white sword light, with an unstoppable attitude, forcibly split the vortex, and cut off the figure with the black and white spots together.

Two bodies fell to the ground.

Duanhong didn't even look at them again.

His eyes fell on Yu Mengyu's body.

"I didn't expect that you would go this far!"

Duanhong said with a smile.

"I didn't expect that either."

Yu Mengyu said softly.

Facing Duanhong, she looked solemn.

Because, Bai Zhen!

Duanhong unexpectedly also entered the ranks of Baizhen.

"I'm actually quite curious. You should have done something with Meng Qianqiu, right?

What level is he?"

Duanhong asked curiously.

"The last time I fought with him, I had not yet reached Baizhen, so I didn't know his true strength."

Yu Mengyu said.

"I don't know..." Duan Hong felt a little regretful.

The last time he fought against Meng Qianqiu was already 800 years ago. At that time, he had only just broken through to the thirty true level.

The gap is too big.

He was even suppressed by Meng Qianqiu, and was directly suppressed to the point of being less than real.

"Then can I ask?

How did Jiang Du defeat Meng Qianqiu and become the number one master?"

Duanhong was a little curious.

"Meng Qianqiu is dead!"

Yu Mengyu said these words.

Duanhong was stunned immediately.

Dead...dead?

How did you die?

Is the true self taking action?

Or is it that the Self Realm Heavenly Lord has taken action?

"Killed by my little junior brother!"

Yu Mengwu's next words completely broke Duanhong's fantasy.

Jiang Du, kill Meng Qianqiu!

No, no, no, impossible, impossible... This is absolutely impossible to happen.

Everyone knows what Meng Qianqiu's strength is... but because of this, Yu Mengyu knows Meng Qianqiu's strength very well, and she said that Jiang Du killed Meng Qianqiu.

I'm afraid, it's true!

"Awesome, how you killed him, I'm very curious."

Duan Hong asked seriously.

"Simple, my junior brother is making a breakthrough. It is not a breakthrough to the true self state. You defeat me first, and then wait patiently for his breakthrough to be completed. He will naturally tell you the answer."

Duanhong's eyes were really filled with curiosity.

Meng Qianqiu was actually killed.

Awesome, really awesome!

"Don't worry, I, Duan Hong, have always been upright and upright throughout my life. Since he is making a breakthrough, I won't bother him, so let's fight you first!"

Duanhong said with a smile.

Yu hazy chuckled.

"please!"

"Broken Rainbow!"

There was no politeness between the two of them, and Duan Hong immediately showed off his signature stunt.

At this moment, the white sword light seemed to reflect seven-color light, and it was like a thin piece of rainbow fragments, killing Yu Mengyu directly.

Yu Mengyu also used his own signature.

Her palm was gently placed on the strings of the piano, and with a sudden force, all the strings gathered together and turned into a whisk.

The two of them got close, and the whisks and sword lights collided.

Countless figures were beyond the sight of those present. They could not even see clearly the movements of both parties. They could only see seven-colored lights flying in the sky, sharp sword lights, and time warping and reversal accelerating.

Jiang Meng looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the realm of reincarnation, before reaching the realm of true self, one already possesses the power of a hundred truths.

This state has already reached such an extent?

Thinking of this, she took another look at Jiang Du, who was still making breakthroughs. There was an even more exaggerated guy here. After he woke up, he would probably raise the upper limit of the reincarnation realm again.

However, it is a pity that Yu Mengyu has not been practicing for too long.

Almost!

Others could not see this kind of battle clearly, but Jiang Meng could see it clearly.

That guy named Duanhong is very strong.

Yu Mengyu is probably no match.

Such swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but it is not necessarily true. After all, Yu Mengyu can control the power of time.

The battle didn't last long, and Yu Menglong was defeated, and his body was cut open by the sword light.

"Concession!"

Duanhong's face turned a little pale, and blood was flowing from his arms.

Yu Mengyu recovered his physical body, and his figure seemed to become blurry.

"It's really awesome!"

Yu Mengyu had to admit that Duanhong's swordsmanship was indeed strong.

"Next, just wait for this little guy to wake up, right?"

Duanhong asked with a smile.

After defeating a Baizhen, he felt comfortable all over.

"I'm already awake!"
Chapter completed!
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