Seeing that Meng Yang was hit hard, he smiled arrogantly when he had been hiding in the dark and baring his chest.

Before the fingers hidden in the sleeve could be stretched out, the head was pierced by a red light as fast as lightning.

Looking at the small red sword that turned back, Meng Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and beckoned.

As the blood-colored little sword approached, it suddenly disappeared in the rippling wall of air as if it had entered a lake.

Tan Leg stepped five steps in the air in a row, Meng Yang raised his head and landed lightly.

Looking through the people of Jiujing Cliff who were stunned in the distance and did not dare to step forward, Meng Yang ate a blood clotting pill in front of them.

At the same time, there were still some lingering palpitations in his gloomy heart, this Wang Shi's blow before he died was so powerful.

Soul Sealing Dragon Martial Furnace, how powerful the defense is, Meng Yang knows better than anyone.

Although the huge mountain that rose from the ground did not pierce the Zhaowu Furnace, nor did it cause any damage to the Zhaowu Furnace.

But that powerful power had already bypassed the Zhaowu Furnace in a strange way and came straight to Meng Yang.

If Meng Yang hadn't discovered its strangeness with the help of "Four Turns Like a God", it would have been possible to lose his life if he was not careful.

All the Jiujing Cliff monks who remained in place were stunned by the battle between the two, and their scalps were numb.

Even if they watched Meng Yang swallow the healing pill directly, they didn't dare to step forward, or even look at him.

The mountain peak, which was born from the earth and soared to the heavens and the earth, was a hundred feet long, and a huge iron furnace was covered with the tip of the peak.

Ten miles away, you can see the giant peaks rising from the ground in the Nanshan forest.

Just when Meng Yang was about to swallow a pill and recover from his injuries.

Suddenly, his face sank, and he took three steps and disappeared in place.

During this time, because of the forcible operation of spiritual power, he vomited blood again and again, and his face became even paler.

The black placket is purple and red at the moment, and it looks unusually eye-catching.

The many powerful auras that were constantly approaching in the range of the spiritual sense probe made Meng Yang grit his teeth and endure the sharp pain, and he swallowed the mouthful of blood that surged up and reached his mouth.

After retracting the Zhaowu Furnace, he immediately bent his fingers and fled quickly into the distance.

Disappeared at the foot of this desolate giant peak, in the frightened sight of all the Nine Well Cliff monks.

......

After three incense sticks, Meng Yang, whose face was pale and his lips were broken, walked out of the Nanshan forest.

"Now Gao Yubo should be less than a hundred miles away from the garden town. ”

Looking at the map in his hand, Meng Yang muttered to himself, pondering in his heart.

This means that along the way south, I am afraid that I will meet other people who intercepted and killed him.

Moreover, the Red Sect Ancestor Zhongge, who posed the greatest threat to him, would also arrive at the Dongshang Post Station after two pillars of incense.

As long as Gao Yubo completes the task of Yuan Town during that time, Meng Yang is confident that he will reach Zhengnan City safely.

When the time comes, it will only be a matter of time before he gets rid of the Red Sect and the group of people who have reproduced the White Ghost Night Order to hunt him down, and return to Annan City.

"Black-clothed Yama, I didn't expect that we would meet again. ”

Just as Meng Yang was about to continue to step on the three steps of Yama drying, a voice containing a joke came from behind him.

Meng Yang's brows immediately furrowed, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he looked back at the young man who walked out of the woods with an extremely handsome face.

Seeing the doubts in Meng Yang's eyes, the young man sneered: "It's okay to forget, in the Eastern Wilderness and Sandy Plains, you are famous, like me, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter your eyes, but you killed my brother, this revenge must be avenged." ”

Meng Yang's face sank, and in a trance, he thought of a scene.

It was a monk he killed when he was saving Fengshan Guan Zhou Shan.

What sect and sect that monk was, Meng Yang didn't remember anymore.

I only remember that the young man he killed, when he was dying, said a paragraph

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If his brother will avenge him.

"How do you know my whereabouts?"

"Hmph..."

The handsome young man snorted coldly with a disdainful expression: "People like you who have a demonic heart will be punished by everyone. ”

"Kill the Red Sect rudder master Wang Shi, do you think you can step out of the Nanzhou wasteland?"

"It turns out that Wang Shi is the helmsman of the Red Sect that infiltrated the Nanzhou of Zhao State, and it is really happy to think about it. ”

Meng Yang sneered, and when his spiritual sense was released, he shook his head again: "It's a pity, you're not my opponent..."

The handsome young man with bloodthirsty eyes laughed angrily at Meng Yang's words.

After laughing for a long time, the handsome young man's expression suddenly changed, and his face complained viciously.

"You're right, I'm no match for you, but you're going to die today... Because..."

Speaking of this, within the scope of Meng Yang's spiritual sense, there were suddenly more than a dozen extremely strong aura.

These breaths are all the cultivation of the Nine Realms in the late stage of the early martial arts.

They were approaching this direction with their rapid speed.

"Black-clothed Yama, take your hands tied and accept our judgment. ”

"Kill my sect, my sect will never die with you..."

"Take away the storage bag of my sect's disciples, do you think you can go?"

"Give back the lives of my sect disciples..."

Several words full of murderous intent came from the spiritual sense, which made Meng Yang's face gloomy.

At this moment, in Meng Yang's spiritual sense, dozens of powerful auras appeared.

Judging from the clothes, they were all from the Zhao Kingdom, and there were only four people from the Red Sect.

In addition, judging from the imprints of the robes, there were as many as six kinds of sect members among them.

They wore clothes with different patterns, but they had the same purpose to intercept and kill Meng Yang.

The disciples who shouted in these mouths were all people from the Zhao State Sect who were killed by Meng Yang because of greed in the Eastern Desert Sand Plain.

What made Meng Yang even more unexpected was that the robes on the six people were printed with the Dan furnace pattern.

"Unexpectedly, even the sect that focuses on alchemy has come to kill me, what a good means. ”

Meng Yang looked at the handsome young man, knowing that the other party's delay had worked, and now if he wanted to escape, there was no way but a fight.

Meng Yang, who took a deep breath, his eyes were like electricity, and he suddenly threw dozens of heart-snatching blades at the handsome young man.

The young man's face was grim, and he waved his sleeves suddenly, and the hurricane that rose from the ground immediately shattered the heart-snatching blade.

At the time of this meeting, many monks who came at a gallop went straight to Meng Yang.

"Everyone caught him for me, and the many treasures on this person's body were exchanged for contributions, millions, tens of millions..."

"This son can't be kept, only killed. ”

"Yes, this person can't be let go, and today he will definitely avenge the people of the sect. ”

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The sound of rolling killing resounded through the heavens and the earth, roaring like thunder, like a flood rolling.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone could hear the killing word that sounded like an explosion in their ears, full of war intent.

Suddenly, Meng Yang's expression moved slightly, and his body disappeared in place.

Under the three-step Yama cast, he rushed towards the handsome young man at great speed.

The handsome young man shouted angrily, summoned the flying sword, and slapped it on the hilt of the flying sword.

Suddenly, the flying sword with black light, under the continuous rotation, became bigger and bigger, and slashed directly at Meng Yang.

Looking at the giant sword that was close in front of him, dozens of zhang long, Meng Yang shouted, stepped on the air with both feet, stretched out his palms, raised them to the top of his head, and slammed them together, and actually caught the giant sword that was slashed down at this critical moment.

"Void Wave..."

"A fingered sword..."

"Wu Wei Yin Qi.

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..”

"Death Appears..."

"Blood Jiao Beast, sacrifice..."

Suddenly, many palace martial realm cultivators who rushed over immediately used all their magical powers to attack Meng Yang.

The many supernatural powers, as well as the roar of the beast that shook the heavens and the earth, made the corners of Meng Yang's mouth hang a sneer.

He is the least afraid of many people, the least afraid of fighting, and the least afraid of fighting.

"It's good to come, look at the sincerity of my meat pile skills, iron skin and copper bones..."

Meng Yang swerved, his hands slammed into force.

As the hideous green tendons that burst out on his arm, the giant sword that was lifted was actually crushed.

The handsome young man had long known that Meng Yang had the means to shatter the treasure in an instant.

At the last moment, he resolutely erased the spiritual sense he left on the giant sword.

The shattering of the giant sword made Meng Yang not say a word, and immediately cast a three-step Yama.

Its speed was so fast that everyone's attacks immediately failed.

Among the many monks, they saw only a black figure, which flashed and disappeared.

Although they got Meng Yang's information, everyone was still shocked by Meng Yang's strength.

Chopping technique, a breaking force!

Under the movement of the three-step Yama, Meng Yang's body was like an evil ghost, floating like smoke.

With a wave of his fingers, he suddenly slashed out a terrifying knife aura that made his scalp tingle.

"Whew..."

In a flash, Meng Yang immediately appeared behind the Blood Jiao Beast.

Stretched out his arms to hug Jiaowei, shouted, and spun around in the air, throwing it to the ground.

The huge body, like a meteorite descending, slammed into the ground with a bang.

Within a radius of kilometers, you can feel the powerful shock.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his hands at the bottom of his sleeves were pinched, and the soil that was smashed out of the big pit by the Blood Jiao Beast suddenly boiled and flipped, like an ancient fierce demon who wanted to break through the ground.

Immediately after, there was a sound of slamming stones and shattering stones from the ground.

Countless heart-snatching blades like locusts broke through the ground and gathered together like black dragons.

Meng Yang didn't say a word, opened his mouth and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

The light flashed in an instant, and immediately rushed towards the nearest half-step palace martial realm cultivator.

With a wave of his big hand, Meng Yang slapped it violently in the air.

The Heart-Snatching Blades that had gathered together immediately turned back and rushed towards the dying Blood Jiao Beast lying in the deep pit.

With a bang, the earth trembled, dust flew, and the huge scream came to an abrupt end.

Along with this sound, another scream also immediately stopped under the bloodshot brought out by the blood-colored little sword.

The monk who was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by the blood-colored sword fell headlong to the ground.

Looking at the many flying swords shooting from all directions, Meng Yang folded his hands, stepped off his horse, and raised his head and roared.

The meaning of the level 5 meat pile skill is really martial arts, and it immediately collided with many flying swords, shattered, and shattered on the spot.

With a wave of his hand, Meng Yang sucked violently, and the wreckage of the flying sword that had shattered into a spot of light was immediately swallowed into his stomach.

Meng Yang's expression was as usual, he stretched out his hand to void a little, and with a wave of his fingers in the air, he slashed five times in a row.

As Meng Yang's fingers fell, the five sword qi that had been condensed immediately slashed towards the five nearest monks.

Turning around and crushing to cover his furnace, Meng Yang opened his mouth to swallow again, turned his head and spit it out immediately.

The blood-red aurora shot out again, bringing up a stream of crimson blood that pierced through the eyebrows of the other monk.

As soon as this blood appeared, Meng Yang grabbed it, bent his fingers, and sprinkled it around.

The countless beads of blood formed immediately rushed towards the surrounding monks.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed with murder, and he snorted coldly: "Explosion." ”

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