Chapter 969 (1/2)

After the man said these words, Lin Mengyao did not show any emotion, but slowly drew his sword.

The red sword is shining in the direct sunlight.

Staring at the red sword, the man gave a cold smile: ”the world only knows my name is eight gods, but I don't know that I still have a title - Crazy eight!”

”So?” Lin Mengyao's cold eyes lifted.

”So, I'm crazy, but it's terrible!”

Eight gods suddenly body shape a bow, put forward to rush of posture.

Seeing this scene, Lin Mengyao's spirit of xinghaijing explodes. In the last battle, she will never take it lightly.

The confrontation between them made the meeting place immersed in depression.

Time is passing by

”Ha -”

the eight gods suddenly drank and stepped on the soles of their feet, and their bodies ejected instantly.

However, he did not rush towards Lin Mengyao, but ran around Lin Mengyao in the challenge arena.

Lin Mengyao clenched Qihuang candlelight, stood in the same place, followed the direction of the eight gods running around, his eyes never left his figure.

And the eight gods, in the blink of an eye, have run more than 100 laps.

”What's this guy doing, running?” Guo pangzi is a little curious.

”Something's wrong!”

The white Chen double pupil suddenly shrinks.

Everyone was surprised to see that the man named eight gods was getting faster and faster. Every lap was faster than the previous lap, and he had already reached the wind speed.

”Ha ha ha! See, I'm a man like the wind! ”

The eight gods' laughter came with the wind, and his speed was too fast for the naked eye to catch.

At the moment, Lin Mengyao's expression is gradually full of dignified. This speed is beyond imagination.

The most terrible thing is that his speed is still improving. Every lap is more rapid. In the blink of an eye, it has become the light of flying around Lin Mengyao.

”I'll be quick!”

”See, little sister, I am the wind!”

”I'm crazy, even I'm afraid of myself, ha ha ha ha --”

when --

a clear sound suddenly came from the stone pillar in the distance, and everyone was stunned, looking at the man who flew directly from the challenge arena and hit the stone pillar, his expression was stiff.

”Quick Come on... ”

Lying on the stone pillar, the eight gods grinned stiffly, turned their eyes up and fell out of the challenge arena.

Lin Mengyao's eyelids jumped, staring at the eight gods who couldn't stop because of running too fast, and suddenly showed an awkward stiff smile.

Xiao an's eyes widened, and the whole venue was silent for a long time, and finally exclaimed: ”because the eight gods player himself hit the stone pillar, the winner is - Lin Mengyao!”