Qi Bishao didn't expect Si Hanfei to be so smart, he actually calculated early on that he would definitely contact the people of the rebel army, and directly laid a net on this necessary road!

Originally, she was regretting it in her heart, why didn't she listen to Brother Xia's words, and first stayed here for some time. With her easy appearance, there was no risk of exposure at all, and if she hadn't been bent on returning to the Central Plains as soon as possible, she wouldn't have attracted these Mongols.

But after hearing Si Hanfei's words and seeing that the other party mistook the person who saved her for Ling Donglai, she was surprised, but her heart was a lot more relaxed. In any case, as long as it doesn't affect Brother Xia!

So Qi Bishao quickly settled down, pretending to be recognized by him, and said angrily: "Ling Donglai's predecessor has left after saving me, and he has not been with me at all, if you want to get the news of Ling seniors from me, you have made a mistake!"

"Ling Donglai is leaving?" At this time, a cold voice suddenly came in.

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then a tall and martial man in black had already appeared in the inn, Zhuo Li was among Si Hanfei and Qi Bishao.

As soon as this person appeared, a series of "hissing" sounds of cold air were immediately heard around him, and the Mongolian soldiers outside the inn all prostrated themselves at the door.

To them, Meng Chixing was not a man, but a god!

Si Hanfei and Zhuo He, as well as a bunch of other Mongolian masters, were almost all tall and strong men, but Meng Chixing was half a head taller than them, as calm as a mountain. His complexion was fair, and at first glance he looked like a statue carved out of crystal, surpassing the beauty of all beings in the world, and contrasting strongly with the black clothes on his body.

Qi Bishao's heart skipped a beat, although she had never seen this person before, but when she saw him for the first time, she already knew that this person in front of her was the rumored head of the three masters of Mongolia, the "Demon Sect" Meng Chixing!

At the same time as the alarm in her heart, Qi Bishao had a very strange feeling, although Meng Chixing was standing six feet away in front of her, and she could see him clearly, but she didn't seem to feel his existence at all.

This means that if she closes her eyes, or if the other person doesn't want her to see them, she won't know that the other person is there for her.

Qi Bishao's heart sank!

You must know that she is not a weak hand, since she stepped into the innate realm, she has given birth to a spiritual sense like the sixth sense, but this kind of martial artist's spiritual sense is completely ineffective on Meng Chixing's body, which shows that the other party's cultivation is terrifying!

And as Meng Chixing's gaze focused on himself, Qi Bishao suddenly felt that his body was weak, and his whole body was weak, and he couldn't even raise the idea of confrontation at all, as if he was in a nightmare, obviously seeing poisonous snakes and ghosts, they rushed to eat, but he couldn't resist at all.

However, at this time, a cold qi surged in her body, and it worked in her body on its own, which freed her from the feeling of powerlessness and made her regain her strength.

"It's ...... Sacred Heart Formula?" Qi Bishao was shocked, and immediately came to her senses, if it weren't for the fact that she had taken Blood Bodhi before, her skills had greatly improved, and she had cultivated such miraculous exercises as the Sacred Heart Formula, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it just by Meng Chixing's gaze!

These days, under Xia Yang's careful teaching, Qi Bishao's vision and opinions in martial arts are no longer the same as before. Just in the flash of light, she had already understood that Meng Chixing had cultivated a kind of miraculous skill of transforming matter with spiritual power, and with this, she had cultivated martial arts to an extremely deep realm. And this realm has really reached the point of being unparalleled in the past, no wonder there is almost no one in this world who can confront him.

But even so, Qi Bishao knew very well that the so-called three masters of Mongolia were nothing more than ants-like existence in the eyes of her eldest brother Xia Yang, and as long as she could practice the Sacred Heart Technique, even if it was herself, it was enough to match Meng Chixing in front of her!

Thinking of this, the fear in her heart disappeared, she had completely calmed down, and looked at Meng Chixing deadly and said, "Yes! Ling Senior did save me that day, but then he left, if you want to find him, you should go elsewhere." ”

Qi Bishao didn't want to affect his eldest brother Xia Yang, who was in the backyard of the inn at this time, because of the basket he poked, so he planned to make a mistake and use the name of Ling Donglai, the supreme grandmaster, to send this group of Mongolians.

"Huh?" Seeing that Qi Bishao, an innate martial artist, could get rid of his spiritual shroud, Meng Chixing couldn't help but sigh lightly.

He looked surprised, glanced at the woman deeply, and said softly: "Little girl, it is not easy for you to break Meng's spiritual lock!"

Si Hanfei and the other Mongolian powerhouses also felt incredible, Meng Chixing was like a demon god in the sky in their minds, and the little woman in front of him had the courage and even strength to fight against this terrifying powerhouse?

Si Hanfei had long taken a fancy to Qi Bishao's demeanor and wanted to include her in his account, worried that she would die because she was angry and collided with Teacher Meng, so he was ready to take her down first, and then ask her about Ling Donglai's whereabouts from her mouth. Immediately spoke: "Then Miss Qi knows the whereabouts of Ling Donglai?"

Qi Bishao sneered: "What kind of person is Ling's predecessor! It is a blessing to be rescued by him, how could I go and ask him about his whereabouts without knowing anything?"

"Haha, then I have to trouble Miss Qi to go with this king. Si Hanfei was unmoved, and let out a long laugh: "Since Ling Donglai saved Miss once, let's see if he will save you a second time?"

Tan Qiuyu's mood sank to the extreme, now that the Meng soldiers have surrounded this place, and there are masters like Meng Chixing here, they are destined to be defeated. But when he heard that Si Hanfei had the intention of capturing Qi Bishao and leading Donglai, the supreme grandmaster of the Han people, to appear, his expression couldn't help but change.

Anxious, he suddenly raised the red gun and shouted: "Si Hanfei, you have a kind of fight to the death with Tan! If I lose, you can cut off Tan's head." If you are defeated, you will let me wait for me to return to the Central Plains safely, do you dare to agree?"

His shout was like a thunderbolt on the ground, which shook the other people in the inn as if they had been struck by lightning!

"Bold!" Several Mongolian masters behind Si Hanfei shouted in unison and glared at him angrily: "What are you, and what qualifications do you have to challenge our emperor?"

A Han man dressed in gray sneered: "Emperor, this person dares to challenge you beyond his own strength, please let the scorching sun take action on your behalf and send him back to the west!"

Although he is a Han who defected to Mongolia, he also knows that the Mongols are the most important heroes, and if Si Hanfei refuses to fight, he will only attract shame. And with Si Hanfei's identity, how can he be qualified to challenge by ordinary cats and dogs? So he took the initiative to ask for the battle, wanting to share Si Hanfei's worries.

Although Si Hanfei is a Mongolian royal family, he is also a top master of martial arts, and the other party is a righteous challenge, how can he do the thing of ordering his subordinates to besiege the other party? Not to mention that now Qi Bishao and the others are already turtles in the urn, and it is expected that it will be difficult to fly even if he wants to insert his wings, so he is not in a hurry, so he nodded: "Okay, then there is Brother Lao Lie." ”

The gray-clothed man who acted on his behalf was named Lie Sun Yan, and he was a first-class master in the evil way, and his senior brother Bi Ye Terror was from the Demon Gate Yin Sect, and he was the junior brother of the "bloody hand" Li Gong. is cruel and vicious, killing people like hemp, with his strength, it is more than enough to clean up goods like Tan Qiuyu.

How could Tan Qiuyu not know that his martial arts were too far from Si Hanfei, but now, if he didn't make this fight, he was afraid that he wouldn't even have a chance to live. Seeing that Si Hanfei did not respond to the battle, but sent his subordinates, he also knew that there was no room for bargaining now, for the sake of today's plan, only by defeating this person first, would he have a chance to fight Si Hanfei again!

Since he dared to speak out and challenge, he naturally put life and death aside, and couldn't help but say secretly in his heart: "Bi Shao, I'm afraid I'm going to go first." ”

He took a long breath, and then swung his spear forward, conjuring up a red shadow in the sky, and stabbing straight at the scorching sun not far in front of him.

This shot is already a blow that he has gathered all his life's strength, and he vows to defeat this person and fight his way out!

"I can't help myself!" Scorching Sun Yan sneered, and a four-foot-long spike instantly appeared in his hand, quickly stabbing straight into the center of the spear shadow.

The scorching sun's spur is mainly strange and ruthless, although it is not suitable for hard confrontation with long weapons and heavy weapons that take a strong and fierce road, but he was born in the Yin Sect, and his martial arts are stronger than Tan Qiuyu.

Tan Qiuyu didn't expect the scorching sun's martial arts to be so powerful, and under the anger, the red spear was waved like a storm, even more impermeable, and the spear stabbed and swept, and the strength was swirling.

"Die!" But in front of a master like Scorching Sun, how could he not feel the weakening of the power of the red spear, and immediately knew that Tan Qiuyu had done his best with the first shot, and couldn't help but let out a cruel laugh, swinging away the shadow of the spear in the sky, the water spur in his hand took the time angle, and the spike pierced his heart.

"Kenichi!"

This stab was extremely dangerous, just when Tan Qiuyu was powerless to resist and secretly told me to take my life to rest, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in the field, and then a sword light suddenly lit up, cutting directly at the scorching sun's wrist, it was Qi Bishao who slashed horizontally with a sword, and at a very fast speed, he took out the sword to rescue Tan Qiuyu, who was about to die.

She and Tan Qiuyu have been comrades-in-arms who have been fighting side by side for many years, how can they watch him die here? It was directly the "Sword One" that he had been able to train in the past few days came out of his hands. This is also in addition to the "Sacred Heart Technique", Xia Yang passed on another of her peerless swordsmanship - "Holy Spirit Sword Technique"!

This style of "sword one" is also the only sword move she has mastered now.

The scorching sun's face changed dramatically in an instant! He already felt that if he stabbed into Tan Qiuyu's heart, and in the next second, his wrist would be cut off. Frightened, he instinctively raised the spun to block.

"Bell!"

It's just that when his spun spur was just raised, a fierce sound of gold and iron clashing came into his ears, and the hand holding the spun felt a strong attack, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and then the spun in his hand unexpectedly split into two halves, and fell to the ground with a clang.

And this sword light is endless, still going straight to the scorching sun's wrist.

"Hugh wants to hurt my junior brother!"

And at this moment, a middle-aged man behind Si Hanfei shouted, his body pounced forward, and his strong palm power slapped at the same time.