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After Linghu Changfeng and the others sat down, Li Meng came to Linghu Changfeng and asked, "Second Uncle Linghu, are you okay?"

Linghu Changfeng grabbed the wine glass on the table and drank it directly.

He let out a long breath and then said, "Don't worry, I'm not going to die yet."

His meaning was very clear, he was seriously injured.

Seeing how powerful he was just now, Li Meng thought he was fine!

After drinking another glass of wine, Linghu Changfeng asked, "Li Meng, why are you here?"

Li Meng replied, "I am the envoy of Longcheng, and I am here to negotiate with Master Wanli."

Linghu Changfeng simply grabbed the wine pot and took a few sips of wine before asking, "Did your father give up the position of sect leader?"

Li Meng replied, "Longcheng needs Haotianmen to be stable."

Linghu Changfeng drank the wine in the jug in one gulp, threw it on the ground, and angrily cursed, "You are all a bunch of old turtles, can't you stick your head out of your shell and take a look at the changes outside!"

Li Meng understood Linghu Changfeng very well. He fought so hard to defend something, but Long Cheng took it away so easily. How could he not be angry?

"What did your father say?"

Linghu Changfeng's little eyes rolled around, looking for wine to drink everywhere.

Li Meng brought two more pots of wine to Linghu Changfeng from another table.

"My father asked me to tell the great elder Wanli Yunxiang to release a group of old brothers."

Linghu Changfeng's eyes lit up and he said to himself, "So that's how it is."

Li Meng was stunned for a moment. Could it be that there was some hidden secret in Li Wenyue's words?

Isn't it just asking Wanli Yunxiang to release the people? Li Meng didn't hear any other meaning?

"Uncle Linghu, does father have any other intentions behind what he said?"

Linghu Changfeng waved his hand and said, "There is no intention, just to shock Wanli Yunxiang."

Linghu Changfeng's words were clearly perfunctory, and no one would believe him.

But if the other party doesn't say anything, what can Li Meng do?

Linghu Changfeng continued to pick up the wine jug and kept drinking. No matter what Li Meng asked, he no longer answered.

Soon, he got himself drunk.

Seeing this, Li Meng could no longer stay here. He had to ask the people with Linghu Changfeng to take care of Linghu Changfeng, and Li Meng returned to his seat.

Seeing Li Meng coming back, Wan Lipeng raised his glass towards Li Meng and said with a smile, "Li Meng, I have released the person. Do you want to make me a promise?"

Li Meng pushed the table and asked directly, "Wan Lipeng, what promise do you want?"

Wan Lipeng didn't care about Li Meng's rudeness at all. He also stood up, stared at Li Meng, and asked, "I want to know, why can you represent the Great Snow Mountain? Represent Dragon City?"

The existence of Dragon City was originally a secret, known only to a few senior leaders.

However, Wan Lipeng actually made it public.

Li Meng was very angry now. After hearing what Wan Lipeng said, he said directly, "Are you not convinced? We can have a fight!"

Wan Lipeng smiled and waved his hand, "Li Meng, you are not qualified to challenge me! If I fight you, I am afraid that others will say that I am bullying the weak!"

Li Meng glanced at the people in the banquet hall. Everyone looked like they were there to watch a show, and they looked at Li Meng with a gloating smile. No one was optimistic about Li Meng.

Especially that devilish old man, he was holding the black gourd and laughing, as if he was laughing at Li Meng for being ungrateful!

Linghua, Shuiyue and the other two girls immediately protected Li Meng in the middle and looked around.

In the Haotian Sect, they see enemies everywhere.

Li Meng showed no weakness, staring directly at Wan Lipeng and said, "Wan Lipeng, you don't dare? You used conspiracy and trickery to become the leader of the sect, but you have become less courageous."

Wan Lipeng threw his cloak and laughed, "Li Meng, you don't need to use provocation. Linghu Jinglei is such a stubborn old man, even if he doesn't use any tricks, he is no match for me in a fair fight.

My skills are special. Although I have not yet entered the Holy Land, I have no rivals below the Holy Land."

Wan Lipeng's words were full of arrogance.

That's clearly saying, Li Meng, I don't take you seriously.

Li Meng also waved his short cape and laughed, "Wan Lipeng, you are quite arrogant! Coincidentally, I have never met an opponent under the Holy Land!

Here, I formally challenge you, it depends on whether you dare to accept the challenge! "

Wan Lipeng glanced at Li Meng and said coldly, "Okay, I accept it! I wanted to save some face for you, but since you are asking for trouble, you can't blame others.

The place here is too small to move around, let's go to the square outside!"

Even a clay man has a temper, let alone Wan Lipeng. How could such an arrogant man tolerate Li Meng's provocation?

At some point, Tong Guan and the old man also appeared in the crowd.

The old man glanced at Tong Guan and said, "Li Meng is too impulsive. It's hard for him to achieve anything great."

Tong Guan shook his head and said, "Challenging Wan Lipeng was something that had already been decided before Li Meng came."

The old man glanced at Tong Guan and asked, "Do you think Li Meng has a chance of winning?"

Tong Guan replied noncommittally, "As long as I am here, he will not die."

The old man snorted coldly and turned away.

In the large square in front of Haotian Gate, piles of bonfires were lit.

In fact, even without a bonfire, the moonstones mounted on the pillars here are as bright as day.

There were people everywhere, and it was impossible to get out.

Wan Lipeng and Li Meng slowly walked into the center of the empty field.

Wan Lipeng stood with his hands behind his back and asked with a smile, "Li Meng, what weapons do you need? I'll ask them to prepare them for you."

Li Meng casually drew out the divine light and said coldly, "I will use it."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Because the divine light in Li Meng's hand looked too much like a whip, and didn't look like a sword at all.

Li Meng was not moved by the laughter. He looked at Wan Lipeng calmly and said, "Wan Lipeng, draw your sword."

Wan Lipeng looked up at the sky and said coldly and arrogantly, "Do I need to use a sword to deal with you?"

The sounds of "bang bang bang" rang out one after another, and Li Meng attacked without any warning.

He slapped Wan Lipeng hard in the face with reality.

At that moment, Wan Lipeng had been stabbed several times in the back by Li Meng.

However, Wan Lipeng's cloak should also be a protective garment.

Li Meng's explosive attack failed to break Wan Lipeng's defense and only left superficial scratches.

Wan Lipeng just said "Huh" and said, "What a weird attack."

He just shook his cloak lightly and the scars on his back were smoothed out.

Outside the field, Wanli Yunxiang, Ghost Old Man and Tong Guan showed different expressions on their faces when they saw Li Meng's strange attack method.