Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Comes to Counterattack

By this time, some people on the stage had already begun to compete in martial arts. Each sect had its unique skills. Some used swords and others used knives. The sound of sword collision was particularly harsh and inexplicable.

The people who compete on the stage compete with each other in one move. Now the people who compete on the stage should be the sects with good relations. They are the ones who win the match and stop.

Then the next game started.

Meng Li was staring at the people on the stage, and ran Pingliang seemed to ask kindly:

"Miaosi, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Meng Li said two words lightly.

Born in a strong world, Meng Li has seen a lot of bloody killing.

Ran Pingliang nodded, looked in one direction and said to Meng Li:

"look over there."

Meng Lishun looks into ran Pingliang's eyes and sees a group of people sitting together in uniform blue clothes.

Sitting in the middle is a middle-aged man with outstanding temperament. He is dressed in a blue shirt and has a feeling of immortality. At the moment, he looks at the stage calmly and whispers to people around him from time to time.

Meng Li guessed that it should be the master of the valley.

"That's the people from the holy doctor's valley. When Dabie is over, I'll take you to them and let them treat you for you." Ran Pingliang said.

Meng Li just said lightly: "thank you."

"No, you and I are husband and wife. We don't need to be so polite." Ran Pingliang's voice was not big or small, but Meng Li just heard it clearly.

Then he heard ran Pingliang explain:

"the people of the miracle doctor Valley only arrived two days ago. After arriving, they went to diagnose and treat the stubborn diseases for Lord Ling. Therefore, it's not convenient for me to ask for them."

"After Dabie is over, they should be busy too. We are going to see a doctor."

"Don't worry, I have a little friendship with the miracle doctor valley. They will definitely give me this thin noodle."

Ran Pingliang assured.

Even ran Pingliang didn't feel that when he talked with Meng Li now, he would have an unconscious flattery.

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Because Meng Li is too cold to him, he unconsciously wants to please Meng Li.

But if Meng Li becomes a good wife again and shows deep affection for him, he will be happy for a while, but after that, he will definitely become very cold.

Generally speaking, it's cheap.

Meng Li's expression was calm, but her heart was a little nervous. When she first came to this world, her body was empty, depressed, bad looking and sickly.

But after she came, she didn't feel upset or depressed. She didn't have those symptoms at all.

Also took so many traditional Chinese medicine and tonic.

After exercising for such a long time, my body is excellent.

Pretending to be ill is mainly to escape. Ran Pingliang proposed to stay in her room.

Bad health is her eternal excuse.

I'm afraid the people in the miracle doctor valley will know that she pretends to be sick as soon as they make a diagnosis.

Otherwise, she would practice the skills she practiced in her lifetime, self mutilate and vomit blood for a few days, so that she would be diagnosed with illness.

Depressed!

After a few more games, someone was merciless, and naturally someone was seriously injured and carried down.

They all boast that they are well-known and decent. If it is not for the great hatred and hostility, they are not willing to fight and kill their opponents directly on the stage, leaving a reputation of being cruel and bloodthirsty.

Only some left a breath for the other party to be carried down, can save the performance is not big.

Even if it can be saved, it is easy to leave a stubborn disease, and it is almost impossible to cultivate in the future.

When it was the turn of Wuyan hall, ran Pingliang first sent several disciples to compete in martial arts, but they also won the match, which made ran Pingliang very happy.

The faces of the disciples are also filled with happy smiles, which is a proof of their own strength.

In the afternoon, there will be competition between leaders, which is the most important thing, because the strength of a leader is the strength of a sect.

Meng Li looks at the leader of the Wulin alliance. The old God is sitting under the stage, stroking his beard with his hand from time to time. He looks very confident that no one can defeat him this time.

The leaders all have deep internal power, so the competition between them is more wonderful.

The atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as it was in the morning, and everyone was very nervous, staring at the competition on the stage.

Some people are happy, others are sad. After a few rounds, it's ran Pingliang's turn.

Ran Pingliang patted Meng Li's overlapping hand and said to Meng Li:

"I'm going to compete for my husband. Don't worry. I'll see that my husband has won the match and add light to the boundless palace and your face."

Meng Li nodded and took a look at ran Pingliang. It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to get to him this time.

Looking at Meng Li's nod, ran Pingliang got up and carried his lightness skills to the stage.

Anyway, it's a good feeling for Meng Li.

Why can't we go on well.Ran Pingliang's opponent, however, was a real one. Because they had always had a bad time, they were very ruthless and merciless, and they had the posture of killing each other here.

The disciples of the boundless hall, who were sitting beside Meng Li, could not help but sweat for the master and stare at the competition platform.

Meng Li was not worried at all.

If ran Pingliang was killed above, she would not want the property of the limitless hall.

Just slip away.

If ran Pingliang killed someone else, ran Pingliang would not be any better. At the end of the day, she followed him back to the endless hall and waited for a while to solve him by herself.

On the contrary, Meng Li hoped that ran Pingliang would be shot dead.

She'll save the trouble.

The battle between the two men on the stage lasted for a long time. Both sides were injured. You clap me and I chop you. They were in a bit of a mess.

The more fierce the fight, no one is willing to stop at this point, fight countless rounds, and still win or lose.

In the end, ran Pingliang forced his opponent to lie on the ground and couldn't get up. However, ran Pingliang refused to give up. He pointed his sword at him and wanted to kill him here.

Meng Li silently raised his lips, ran Pingliang now exhausted most of his internal power, basically can't gather internal power.

At this moment, ran Pingliang's sword on the stage has quickly reached the other side's chest. Meng Li can't help but squint. At the critical moment, the disciples of the other side's sect fly to save him. There are several voices shouting: wait a minute, trying to stop ran Pingliang.

However, ran Pingliang turned a deaf ear and sped up his speed to stab the sword into his opponent's heart. The blood rushed out. The people on the ground were full of hatred and their eyeballs protruded. He was already out of breath.

For a moment, the scene on the stage was in chaos. Seeing that the leader had been killed, the other sect disciples rushed up to fight with ran Pingliang.

"Stop it all."

The voice of the people is the Wulin leader, we all stop to look at the Wulin leader.

Rao Liang said to the master of Wulin: "I'm at peace."