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"Arrogance! Who do you think you are? The Three Great Masters? As soon as Meng Xun's truth came out, everyone behind the eldest uncle changed color and scolded, and Hua Lingzi sneered at each other even more disdainfully. Only the eldest uncle himself did not say a word, on the contrary, his face became extremely solemn at this moment. In the other party's seemingly bland words, what Chang Shumou heard was an extremely firm and strong confidence, and this confidence obviously came from the guarantee of strength.

Meng Xunzhen did not entangle with the other party, the Xuantie heavy sword pointed ahead, and a powerful qi locked on Chang Shumou, and said in a deep voice: "Chang Shumou, you come to pick me up with a sword!" The heavy sword was raised flat and stabbed out slowly and straight behind his chest, and at the same time, his left foot took a step forward, shrinking into an inch and crossing a distance of more than three zhang to the front of the eldest uncle.

Facing the sword stabbed by Meng Xunzhen, Uncle Chang had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. The opponent's sword was obviously extremely slow, but the magical and mysterious footwork under his feet made his figure move extremely fast. In this way, the sword momentum that was originally slow in his eyes was actually as fast as lightning, and it was almost attacked in the blink of an eye. Such a terrifying swordsmanship was a disciple of Qu Ao, the great master of Tiele Martial Arts, but he had never seen or even heard of it. The thick black sword with no blade and no blade continued to enlarge in the eyes of Chang Shumou, and later it simply became a majestic mountain full of heaven and earth. He trembled slightly in his heart, knowing that his mind had been taken away by the other party, and a vision would be born in his eyes. This move alone made him know that the other party's strength was far above his own.

"Drink!" The eldest uncle is a famous disciple after all, and although he is at a disadvantage, he will never be restrained. He exhaled and shouted, and the scruples about the enemy in his heart were spewed out with a breath of turbidity, and a pair of shields made of fine iron imitated by the original golden shield fell into the palm, one on the left and one like a goshawk with wings, and then the two cards were closed to the middle, the iron card in the left hand turned outward, and the iron card in the right hand was rotated inward, and the black iron heavy sword that seemed to be slowly stabbed to the chest. This hand is the eldest uncle's housekeeping move. Hidden in the "storm tide eight folds" of the mysterious internal strength, no matter what kind of strong enemy you fought with in the past, as long as this move is made, you can immediately take down the opponent's weapon. Of course, he would never expect this move to have the same effect on Meng Xunzhen, an unprecedentedly powerful opponent in front of him, but he was confident that he could block the opponent's sword momentum for a moment, so that he could take the opportunity to retreat and join forces with his junior siblings and subordinates behind him to join forces to resist this powerful enemy.

"It's useless." A whisper came from my ear. The eldest uncle looked up and saw a smile on the corner of Meng Xunzhen's mouth.

The sword and shield touched, and Meng Xunzhen's Xuantie heavy sword spit out eight layers of strength in an instant. Yin and yang alternately transformed, and wave after wave slammed on the two fine iron shields. A few days ago, he learned martial arts with Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, Shuanglong Gu gained a lot, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, but Meng Xunzhen never lost money. After De Shuanglong unreservedly showed him the kung fu they had realized from the essence of the "Recipe for Longevity" and the two pictures containing yin and yang respectively, Meng Xunzhen further perfected the self-created "innate creation skill", further evolving the yin and yang qi in the body into purity, and the operation became more and more harmonious and unhindered, and he did what he wanted. Now. He took the eldest uncle to try his knife, and under the blow of the "Innate Creation and Transformation Skill", the two iron cards shattered and disintegrated as if they were pinched into sand, turning into fine iron filings and sprinkling them.

The eldest uncle's soul is scattered. In panic, he wanted to pull back.

Meng Xunzhen was not ready to let this person escape, and the tip of the Xuantie heavy sword, which was as round and blunt as a ball, spit out a yin and a yang two forces entangled with each other, forming an invisible vortex of true qi, and the huge suction force offset the retreat of Chang Shumou. Freeze his form in place. The iron sword was as light as a feather in the mouth of the eldest uncle's heart, and the spectators didn't know what was going on, Meng Xunzhen had already taken a step back from the sword. Still one step at a time, he just retreated to the same place, and threw the Xuantie heavy sword into the air, and the white eagle silver soul standing on the roof flapped its wings with a long sigh, and its claws accurately grabbed the iron sword and swayed away. Meng Xunzhen stood in the middle of the street, as if he had never made a move.

"Senior brother!" Geng Ge Hu'er and Hua Lingzi saw that the eldest uncle was standing still, and they felt that something was wrong in their hearts, so they rushed forward and reached out to help at the same time. As soon as the fingers of the two touched Chang Shumou's body, he fell on his back, his eyes widened angrily, and his breath was gone, but his heart had been broken by the strength of Meng Xunzhen's sword.

"Let's go up together, kill this Han dog to avenge my brother!" Brother Geng'er's eyes were blood-red and he roared angrily, and rushed forward with his sword first. Hua Lingzi and the rest of the Tiele warriors were also furious, and rushed towards Meng Xunzhen after them.

Hearing Brother Geng Hu'er scolding the "Han dog", Meng Xunzhen's face was cold, and he scolded coldly: "It's so uneducated!" The index finger of his right hand lightly pointed, hitting the tip of the long sword that the opponent stabbed at the face. The unpredictable Yiyang finger power poured into the sword body, turning the opponent's true qi attached to the sword like rolling soup and pouring snow, and then easily shattered the fragile sword body that had lost the protection of internal strength into seventeen or eighteen pieces. The fragments of the long sword were stirred by Meng Xun's true qi, and all of them flew back in reverse, stabbing into all the vital points of Geng Ge Hu'er's body without any waste.

When Brother Geng Hu'er fell to the ground with seventeen or eighteen wounds spurting blood wildly, Hua Lingzi and the Tiele warriors had just rushed closer. Seeing this scene, all their faces changed miserably, and the anger and hatred that were originally full of their hearts were extinguished in an instant, and they all restrained their steps.

Meng Xunzhen didn't wait for them to decide whether to continue to step forward and fight desperately or turn around and run away, and he had already broken into the crowd when he stepped out. The index fingers of both hands were gently pointed out like clear dew and like wiping stamens, and in a few breaths, they clicked on the eyebrows or hearts of more than a dozen Tiele warriors. All the warriors immediately froze in place like carved clay sculptures, and then fell to the ground in all directions.

"You, don't come here!" The only surviving Hua Lingzi under Meng Xunzhen's hand had a bleak face, her pretty face was as pale as paper, and a pair of short swords in her hands trembled and almost held on, looking at Meng Xunzhen's eyes as if she was seeing ghosts and demons. She couldn't have imagined that this man who seemed to be simple and kind-hearted was so hot, and in just a few blinks of an eye, he slaughtered his two senior brothers and more than a dozen subordinates.

"Don't worry," Meng Xunzhen showed a smile that was even more terrifying than a demon in Hua Lingzi's eyes, stretched out a finger and shook it gently, "I said that I would leave someone to send a message to Qu Ao, and it is obvious that you are the lucky one." You go to your master immediately, don't delay for a moment, and tell him when you see Qu Ao, or I will go to Luoyang. At the moonrise next month, I waited for him to fight on the Tianjin Bridge in Luoyang City, hoping that he would not be afraid of war! With that, he ignored Hua Lingzi, who had no face, and turned to Kou Zhong.

As soon as he took a few steps, he heard a sonorous Qingyue voice on the side of the street saying: "What a 'sword immortal' Meng Xunzhen, it is indeed a good reputation. However, Qu Ao is a sword test stone that he intends to use as a challenge to Bi Xuan. Brother Meng grabbed it like this, should he give an explanation to his younger brother? (To be continued!)