Zhao Qi and Huang Rong didn't sit for long, Mei Chaofeng came back, she changed into a blue dress, long hair shawl, washed away the dust stains on her body, and walked over from a distance with a fragrance. As soon as he got out of the bath, his originally pale face became rosy, and the whole person was very different.

"It seems that your senior sister was indeed a beauty when she was young!" Zhao Qi tilted his head and praised him, people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold, which is the truth of the world.

Huang Rong snorted coldly, "This kind of nonsense doesn't bother you Zhao Gongzi to talk about, it's really a mouthful." ”

After speaking, he got up to meet Mei Chaofeng, took her hand and looked up and down, "Senior Sister Mei is so beautiful." She repeated Zhao Qi's words.

Mei Chaofeng smiled, pretty, but her eyes were empty and colorless, which added a little regret, took Huang Rong's hand, and said softly: "People are old and yellow, how can there be any beauty at all." That being said, the upward curve of the corners of her mouth indicates that she is still in a good mood. Women are like this, no matter how old or young, they love to listen to others compliment her on her appearance.

"What's the matter, Senior Sister is really beautiful." Huang Rong's tone was sincere, but what she said was from her heart.

Mei Chaofeng shook her head, her own family knew her own affairs, taking arsenic to practice when she was young had already made her die before she grew old, which was a sign when she was not blind, otherwise she would look much younger at the age of thirty-six now.

"It seems that Yan Honglie is really not giving up." Zhao Qi didn't pay attention to the words of the two of them, and looked up at the roof, the innate master's sharpness was far beyond ordinary people, and he noticed that a person had just appeared there.

With a cold smile, a copper coin appeared in his palm, and with a flick of his hand, it pierced through our Ming Wa, and a muffled snort came from the roof.

When Huang Rong was surprised, Mei Chaofeng reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and pulled Huang Rong, blocking her behind him, "He should be the old monster in Zhao Wangfu, I met him three times in the palace." ”

Mei Chaofeng made Zhao Qi understand in one sentence, if it weren't for this guy, it is estimated that Mei Chaofeng would not be hiding in that black hole. She's not a masochist, she's quite mentally normal.

Zhao Qi watched him fall from the roof, and before he could turn around, he punched him, setting off a wave of qi that swept in all directions, stepping into the innate realm, Zhao Qi had already understood the mystery of the Great Demon Fist. At this time, his fists were steady and strong, like a mountain pressing down on the man.

Between the lightning and the fire, I saw that the man sensed the crisis, forcibly turned his body, and forcibly moved half of his body. At this moment, Zhao Qi saw the rebellion of the powerhouses in the Condor World, which was something that ordinary people could not do.

I saw that his thin left hand stretched out and blocked in front of Zhao Qi's fists.

Zhao Qi's expression remained unchanged, he sneered again and again, his fists became more powerful, and when his fists touched, blood splashed everywhere.

A miserable scream came out of the man's mouth, Zhao Qi didn't care, this person thought too highly of himself, just with that hasty block, he wanted to resolve the crisis, it was undoubtedly wishful thinking, half of his left hand was completely shattered by Zhao Qi and turned into meat paste.

Zhao Qi reached out and grabbed the Xuantie heavy sword from behind his back, and slashed it in the air, so that he would not give this person time and opportunity to react.

This person is also very good, and he realized the real crisis in an instant, only to see his momentum skyrocketing, grabbing a red and black long sword with his right hand, protecting himself with his backhand, and shrinking his head downward, speeding up the time of falling, trying to find a fulcrum.

Zhao Qi didn't leave him any space at all, and the sharpness of the Xuantie heavy sword was completely revealed at this time, and he directly cut off the sword in this person's hand, and slashed at this person's neck unabatedly, wanting to kill him with a sword.

This person really deserves to be a strong man that Mei Chaofeng is afraid of, and when he was in danger, he threw out half of the sword in his hand and stabbed it into Zhao Qi's chest, and the whole person finally landed in the air, turned around one hundred and eighty degrees, his figure was shortened, and a handful of black and white hair fell from the air.

Zhao Qi was finally able to see this person's face clearly, this should be not young, his face was shocked, and all the hair on the top of his head was sharded off by Zhao Qi.

Seeing that he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Zhao Qi coldly slashed at his waist again, he will not show mercy to this kind of person, those who come are not good, those who are good do not come, since he has malicious intentions, Zhao Qi will not listen to his nonsense.

This person realized the sharpness of the black sword in Zhao Qi's hand, and didn't dare to resist it with his hands, his body was crooked, he fell to the ground, rolled a few times in a row, grabbed a chair, and threw it at Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi smashed the chair with a sword, chased after him in a few steps, and a series of movements were fast and urgent, slashing at this person again, enveloping his whole person in sword light.

This person's face turned pale, his face became hideous, Zhao Qi's move was fatal, leaving him no way to live, and it also completely aroused his ferocity. I saw that he stretched out his intact right hand, and used the technique of receiving the white blade with his empty hand, grabbing Zhao Qi's Xuantie heavy sword.

His legs kicked the ground violently, and the whole person rushed towards Zhao Qi like a sharp arrow, using all his life's strength, reversing the muscles and veins, in exchange for a fatal blow.

Zhao Qi looked stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect this old guy to survive in the dead, and he didn't dare to be careless. The old monster's head slammed straight into his chest, and the attack was extremely fast, and under the crisis, Zhao Qi pulled out the Ziwei soft sword from his waist with his left hand.

With a flash of sword light, the head of this old monster was cut off by him, Zhao Qi's figure flashed, dodged his inertial attack, stood aside, and watched his headless corpse fly out of three or four meters before falling heavily, and blood gushed out from his neck.

"This old monster is really desperate, just stick out his head and let the little master slaughter it, there are so many troubles." Zhao Qi stroked his chest with palpitations, the old guy's reaction just now was really fast enough, sacrificing his right hand to block the Xuantie heavy sword, and the whole person hit his chest with iron head power in an instant, if he really succeeded, even if Zhao Qi didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

The dying blow, whether it is skill or reaction speed, can see the extraordinaryness of this old monster.

If it weren't for the mental calculation and unintentionality, Zhao Qi relied on the sharpness of the Xuantie heavy sword, and it was really not so simple to kill this old guy. This person's skills alone are above Mei Chaofeng.

Huang Rong's eyes widened, and in just a few breaths, Zhao Qi killed this person, which really surprised her.

"The man is dead?" Mei Chaofeng felt that her throat was a little dry, and asked in disbelief, this strong man who had made her hide in the palace for many years was gone.

"It's really dead." Huang Rong said seriously, if her head was cut off by Zhao Qi, even the gods can't live. Mei Chaofeng was blind and couldn't see, but she could see it clearly.

Mei Chaofeng gasped, she had tested Zhao Qi's martial arts, but she wasn't really that scared, after all, skill is one thing, and life and death are another. She was confident that with years of combat experience, she would still be able to resist one or two. Now her confidence is gone.

"Okay, okay, no fuss, it's really annoying, the whole room is messed up by him, and the bloody smell is even worse, let's go out and wait for Yan Honglie." It's a good greeting gift, I'll give it to him later. Zhao Qi carried the man's head in his hand, wrinkled his nose, and walked towards the door. He really doesn't like to smell blood, when he used to study medicine on Earth, he smelled it for six or seven years, and it was really a painful experience.

Huang Rong helped Mei Chaofeng and walked out, she also hated blood, but it was not like Zhao Qi, killing people and disgusting people's blood, messing up the room and not his room, it was really weird and big-tempered.

But looking at the head that was carried by Zhao Qi in her hand and thrown on the plate casually, she felt uncomfortable again, and it was rare that she didn't say anything sarcastic about Zhao Qi.

"This person is ugly to death when he dies, let's cover it, who is scared with your eyes open, the young master is not afraid of the living, will he be afraid of the dead bastard?" Zhao Qi reached out and grabbed a piece of red cloth from the side and covered it on the tray.

"This looks good, I'll give it to Jin Liuzi later, it is estimated that it can scare him a lot, and he is not an empty-handed guest after all." Zhao Qi didn't consciously think of this, he didn't blink his eyes, so he left it to Wanyan Honglie to appreciate.

They didn't have to wait long before Wanyan Honglie and his party arrived.

PS: The second update! There should be three watches tomorrow! If you have a recommendation ticket, don't forget to vote. If you have any ideas, leave a message in the book review area, and I will basically read them.