Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

Lao Meng's complexion changed drastically, and he squeezed his fingers with one hand to calm down his violent temper.

The impatience eased a little.

Gently pressing the fingers on the meridian, you can still feel its restless beating, as if you are extremely dissatisfied with Lao Meng's pacification of them.

Every detail that is happening now is provoking them.

After a while, the irritable mood disappeared, and Lao Meng suddenly felt sad that he wanted to cry.

In this scene, the feathers fall slowly, just like she passed by when she was young, how fast she can recover the staggered youth.

After a while, the sadness also disappeared, replaced by joy.

Finally completed the task.

The world is really worth it, waste can be done so well, everything in the world revolves around me.

Seal the meridians!

Keep your breath, keep your heart!

Lao Meng slapped himself fiercely in the face, a tooth flew out of his mouth, and his cheek was swollen and red.

His eyes gradually turned red.

"Manipulating the Twelve Classics, what a clever method, it's too shameful to use it to deal with a waste like me? Monk Yongjue, I still have to call you—"

"All-in-one Thunder Smoke Cannon, Gao Ning."

The entire foot of the mountain is covered with a light red halo.

In the center of the aperture is Lao Meng, with such a large area, it is almost impossible to escape.

"Oh, benefactor Meng is really humble. None of the temporary workers who can go anywhere are useless."

Gao Ning squatted behind a stone in the distance, and even if he stood up, he had to support the stone wall.

Lao Meng's eyelids twitched, he couldn't believe it and said:

"Impossible, you are in that place, how can the birds not find you."

Gao Ning scratched his head, his face was full of puzzlement, and regretfully said:

"Benefactor Meng is really sorry. My head has a bad temper. I didn't dare to ask more questions, so he told me, you are more modest, and you are a beast master. Let me manipulate your mourning as soon as I hear the birdsong."

Lao Meng's heart beat faster, and Gao Ning didn't forget to rub his Twelve Classics when he was talking.

Panting for breath, Lao Meng felt as if countless ants were biting his whole body, the itching was so untenable.

It never occurred to him that he would be targeted by the dignified head of the whole family for doing things so low-key.

He would be the one who would suffer from such a chat, Lao Meng stopped talking and whistled.

The birds that had fled in all directions flew back again, and countless bugs on the ground rushed towards Gao Ning.

Lao Meng interspersed among them, facing Gao Ning with a palm!

Gao Ning slapped the hand supporting the stone, and the whole person flew to the other side.

Drenched in sweat, he kept a safe distance from Lao Meng.

Lao Meng saw the flaw, Gao Ning is now seriously injured, and his speed has dropped sharply while maintaining the [-] labor situation.

There is a chance to break through!

It's just that he didn't expect that Gao Ning never planned to fight him. When he saw him attacking, he ran away desperately as if seeing death.

"I said Gao Ning, you are too cautious when dealing with a waste beast master like me."

Lao Meng tried to stimulate Gao Ning with words, but Gao Ning failed and took the opportunity to run two extra steps.

"Newcomers, the opportunity to perform has come."

Gao Ning shouted out of breath.

Lao Meng's face darkened, and the silver needles came out with a few swooshes.

Even though he dodged in twos or twos, he couldn't catch up with Gao Ning.

Lao Meng frowned slightly, he was not very good at physical skills, even Gao Ning, who was still seriously injured, couldn't catch up.

Now there are some all-gender newcomers, which is really troublesome.

"Hahaha, Gao Ning, aren't you crazy? It's so embarrassing to beat up a waste animal master, you can't do it."

A yellow-haired newcomer stepped on the stone supported by Gao Ning earlier, with an unrestrained expression on his face.

It seems that the foot is not a stone, but Gao Ning, and Gao Ning is trampled under his feet just because he has just entered the whole body.

Gao Ning didn't expect that he would be looked down upon so much. As a monk, he still reminded him politely:

"Don't underestimate the enemy, that's what the head said."

"Old Meng who is invincible at close quarters.".

Chapter 130 VII Beast Taming Peak

"All right, all right, then follow the plan."

The mouth is obedient, and every inch of the rest of the body is written with resistance.

The so-called plan is to keep a distance from old Meng La and put cold arrows in places he cannot reach.

The hidden weapons were like a hail of bullets, dripping down on Lao Meng.

No matter how bad the cooperation of all-gender newcomers is, the hidden weapons each cast is illogical.

There were still many scratches on Lao Meng's body. Fortunately, none of these hidden weapons were poisoned, and they also avoided the key points.

With a bitter face, Lao Meng said in a mournful voice:

"To deal with a useless animal master like me, Quan Xing still uses so many people. It seems that your head is not very smart."

Gao Ning's eyelids twitched, and he said to Huang Mao and the others:

"Don't be provoked by the aggressive method, listen to the master and fight around."

Fortunately, they spoke early, Huang Mao and the others were angrily about to come forward to shake his head a few times.

The image of Lao Meng coupled with such weak words really made people angry, not to mention the yellow hair, even Gao Ning was aroused a little unhappy.

What's more, these newcomers who heard about Lin Xiu's deeds and joined the whole sex.

Everyone regards Lin Xiu as an object of admiration, who can accept being belittled by a beast master eliminated by the times.

Gao Ning sighed: "Master Meng Shi is learning how to control beasts. Based on your few words, it is even more talented to learn my Twelve Labors."

Lao Meng in front of him was surrounded in the center. With his speed and physical skills, he couldn't touch anyone at the far end, and the two sides formed a battle of trapped beasts.

There were bloodstains brought out from Lao Meng by hidden weapons all over the place, and there were scars all over his body.

While suppressing his Twelve Classics, Lao Meng dodged those attacks.

The battle lasted for a long time, Huang Mao said impatiently:

"Damn, I don't have time to play with an old man for so long, Gao Ning, you kid won't bluff us, will you?"

Other newcomers also complained. For young people who are full of enthusiasm and want to follow their idols to do a big career, it is undoubtedly a waste of time to spend it like this.

What's more, the opponent is still a beast master.

Lao Meng panted and said with a bitter face: "You really love to make things difficult for me, obviously so weak."

Yellow hair and blue veins burst out,

The beast master is the weakest in the alien circle, and Lao Meng's physical skills are extremely average, with nothing outstanding.

Except for occasionally attracting a few birds to peck them, there is no practical action.

Now how could he enjoy bullying the weakest alien for so long.

In everyone's eyes, the animal master can manipulate almost all the animals seen in the market, and communicate with the animals with his own qi.

You can also use your own qi to increase the ability to manipulate animals. Literally, it sounds like one of the best stunts.

But there are so many wild birds of prey on the market now, not to mention the fact that the moves of the various sects are so specialized that it is easy to deal with some wild beasts.

Desperate practice is not to strengthen oneself, but to strengthen and train animals. It is a joke to be placed in the alien circle.

No matter how much energy a sparrow gives, it cannot become a phoenix.

The final destination of the animal master is to perform acrobatics for the dignitaries, and go to the zoo to be an excellent employee.

This is a disgrace to the alien circle.

What's more, it's Lao Meng, a top waste who can drive creatures at will with a wave of his hand. ....

Now what is it if they abuse a top-notch trash?

Melee invincibility?

Shit!

What other tricks can a person who has dedicated his life to animals have?

In the last sentence of Lao Meng: Oh, I have to be played to death by a group of boring young people today, so I should learn more kung fu, lest others feel that it is not fun to play me.

The yellow hair finally broke out, and the accumulated anger rushed straight to the sky, both feet on the ground, and rushed towards Lao Meng with vigorous strides.

The slap came suddenly, Lao Meng dodged like a frightened face, and then greeted him with a slap.

The two palms touched, and Lao Meng was sent flying, while Huang Mao stood firmly on the spot.

Upon closer inspection, the yellow hair was unharmed, and with a grin at the corner of his mouth, he said arrogantly:

"Brothers, I think it's probably because Senior Gao Ning was beaten stupid by the headmaster, and he even misheard what he said."

"The leader should say that he is useless in close quarters! Come on, brothers!"

Huang Mao's slap showed momentum, and everyone who was surrounded by old meng with concealed weapons shot out one after another.

Gao Ning frowned, he couldn't have heard it wrong, because it wasn't words at all, but a text message on his mobile phone, no matter how badly he was injured, he wouldn't even be able to understand the words.

What's more, the posture of Lao Meng being knocked into the air is not quite right.