The Iron Hand Man Demon toe slightly, bringing up a strong wind, and kicked Meng Qi in the chest with the momentum of running, fierce and fierce, as if he wanted to vent his anger at the failure of the mission on this verbose boy.

He saw that the kid in front of him seemed to be stunned, and he didn't react, and the door opened wide open, allowing him to kick his right foot.

Hmph, it's just a guy who is good at inquiring about rumors in the rivers and lakes, showing off a fart!

And he didn't recognize himself and others, and he relied on the dialogue between each other to distinguish his identity and introduce his strength, which was nothing special, and in the end, he made a mistake in judging the strength of the prince of Zhou County, and obviously did not have good eyesight.

Seeing that he is only eighteen years old, what can he do if he is mixed in the sailors' pile?

Shan Xiumei, the son of the Wang family of Zhou Jun and the old servant of his family were far apart, and they couldn't save them, and they sighed slightly in their hearts, and they were involved in an innocent passerby.

We must catch the iron-handed demons and punish them in a canonical manner, so as to show the heroic spirit of the Zhou County Wang!

Burst!

The Iron Hand Man Demon kicked Meng Qi, and he was full of strength, and he was about to kick him to the point that his internal organs were broken and he died, but after the strength was released, the stone sank into the sea, and there was no reaction, and the other party's body seemed to be empty, and he couldn't feel anything!

Without internal strength and strength, this kick can only make a slight touching sound.

Just when the Iron Hand Man was surprised, all of a sudden, a familiar force surged back, fierce and fierce, through the toes, shaking his whole body paralyzed, and the blood in his chest churned, extremely uncomfortable.

His body was paralyzed, but the momentum of running did not stop, and he fell forward with the momentum, Meng Qi turned sideways slightly, allowing him to fall from his side, and with a plop, the whole face of the iron hand man demon sank into the iron pot boiling meat.

The rich umami taste burrows into the nostrils and into the mouth. Drilling into the eyes, the boiling soup boils the skin, bringing extreme pain.

The Iron Hand Man Demon suddenly recovered from his paralysis, and was about to turn over and jump up, away from the iron pot.

Suddenly, the back of his head went numb, his eyes went black, and he was no longer conscious.

Meng Qi held a bamboo chopstick in his left hand, and the chopsticks were deeply inserted into the back of the head of the Iron Hand Man Demon, and a stream of blood rose in the milky white broth. Quickly turns the soup cloudy and dark red.

"It's so distressing to waste food. Meng Qi let go of the bamboo chopsticks, clapped his hands, and sighed.

The changes occurred extremely fast, and the iron-handed man and demon died on the spot, and the prince of the Wang family and Shan Xiumei, who rushed to intercept and kill, subconsciously stopped, blinked their eyes, and didn't understand what was going on.

The iron-handed human demon who was still fierce and vicious just now, although he ranked last among the nineteen demons of the Heaven Destroying Gate, he was also a master who had been famous for many years. How did you go from a murderer to a killed person between breaths?

And the murderer still looks light-hearted, as if he just slapped a fly to death, and he is quite distressed about the affected meat pot!

Thinking back to the fight just now, it's simple and intuitive. After the Iron Hand Demon kicked the opponent, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, his face trapped in the iron pot, and the murderer picked up the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. I didn't look back, I didn't look at it, I just plugged it back. It was inserted into the back of the Iron Hand Demon's head with extraordinary precision, as if the two of them had practiced it many times together.

This skill in seizing the opportunity, and the internal strength of the anti-shock iron hand human demon, all show that the strength of the killer is extremely high.

What's even more terrifying is that he seems to be far from using all his strength!

The old servant of the Zhou Jun Wang clan took a step forward, shrunk the ground and followed like an inch, standing beside the son, even he felt that the handsome young man in front of him who was distressed about food was extremely dangerous.

The Immortal Seal Method is so easy to use...... Meng Qi sighed inwardly, and at the same time was slightly puzzled, because the Iron Hand Demon Table was too weak.

Even if the Heaven Destroying Gate was hit hard after the disappearance of the demon master, and turned from rampant to secretive, the eight heavenly demons on the bright side, the nineteen demons do not represent all their strength, but they can make a name for themselves in any of the nine demons, that is the strength, experience, and special tricks are not lacking or a particularly powerful person, even if the iron hand man demon ranks last among the nineteen demons, it will not be solved so easily by himself?

Meng Qi originally thought that he would have to draw his sword and use a few moves to solve the battle, but as soon as the immortal seal method was cast, the iron-handed man and demon became a fish on the case, and he was left to slaughter.

After he felt strange, he was no longer merciful, and he killed the iron-handed man and demon with chopsticks, so as not to capture him alive, torture him and find out what conspiracy he shouldn't know, and provoke the extermination of the big man who destroyed the Heavenly Gate.

The revenge after killing the Iron Hand Demon and knowing that a certain conspiracy and secret were found to destroy the door are definitely strong and weak enemies that need to be faced.

There was silence on the deck, no one spoke, whether it was surprised and stunned, or puzzled eyes, all focused on Meng Qi.

Meng Qi turned his head to look at the smashed pot, and asked the sailor leader slightly apologetically, "Do you still want to eat?"

"Don't eat it......" The sailor leader shook his head in fright.

I'm not a cannibal ghost, I want to eat fresh brains!

Meng Qi took out a piece of broken silver, handed it to the sailor leader, patted the placket of his clothes, and slowly stood up.

"In the next week, the county Wang Ce, the right talent will affect the brothers, and I really don't want to go. The prince of the Wang family was surprised, his expression was as usual, he was from a big family, and he had never seen any masters, but the young man in front of him was a little too young, and he didn't know if he was on the list.

His strength among his peers in the Wang family is outstanding, but because the strong enemies were killed by the old servants, the record is not obvious, and he has not been on the list, and he has been haunted.

Meng Qi returned the salute: "It's not the fault of the king, the evil demons are rampant." ”

The literary quality is polite, and he looks like a scholar.

Wang Ce nodded lightly, his expression was not arrogant but he was self-contained, he didn't say more, he didn't even ask Meng Qi's name, he turned his head to Shan Xiumei and said, "Miss Shan, why did the Demon of Heaven Destroying Sect want to deal with you?"

For the elegant and fairy-like Shan Xiumei, most men will naturally have a good impression.

Shan Xiumei fought fiercely, her face was slightly red, and her eyes were full of admiration and gratitude: "Thank you Wang Gongzi for saving me, the little woman is grateful, and she will be rewarded in the future." ”

Sure enough, it was a normal plot after the hero saved the beauty, Meng Qi pursed his lips, searched for the things on the Iron Hand Man Demon, and found that there was nothing, nothing to indicate identity, no silver, cheats and hidden weapons, etc.

From the very beginning, he was going to eat the overlord meal, could it be that the money was all on the Huanxi human demon? Meng Qi scolded.

Shan Xiumei continued: "Before, the Luo Sect was active in the three mountains and four rivers, which caused many people to speculate, and the Heaven Destroying Gate also let the nearby Huanxi Human Demon and the Iron Hand Human Demon come over, they took a fancy to the Qinshan Sword Sect's Extraterrestrial Strange Stone, and wanted to conspire to seize it, but they happened to be bumped into by the little woman, destroying the good thing, so they hated the little woman and quietly followed the boat, and today they suddenly became troubled. ”

Wang Ce enjoyed Shan Xiumei's eyes very much, and bowed his head slightly: "I heard that the strange stone outside the sky was lost once, was it when Zhang Zhihui, the 'Blazing Sun Divine Palm', was present?"

He had a relationship with Zhang Zhihui, which was in Jiangdong, when he met at a banquet with Wang Siyuan, who "counted all the people".

"Yes, thanks to the help of a Xiliang swordsman, I was able to snatch back the Extraterrestrial Strange Stone from Luo Jiao. Shan Xiu's beautiful eyes peeked at Wang Ce with admiration.

When Meng Qi heard this, he paused and listened.

"Being able to snatch back the Outer Heaven Strange Stone from Luo Jiao's hands, this Xiliang swordsman's strength is really extraordinary, what realm is he? He should be a famous swordsman, right?" Wang Ce asked curiously, also to chat more with Shan Xiumei.

Shan Xiumei pondered: "It is said to be the four tricks, but most of the colleagues don't believe it, and they all say that he has concealed his strength, at least six tricks, and it is not easy for the Luo Sect to make it empty." ”

"He called himself 'Xiaoyao Sword', the origin of the rivers and lakes is unknown, after this incident, Zengxianmen Hua Lun praised him for having a gentleman's style, chivalrous and courageous, obviously had the opportunity to observe the strange stones outside the sky for three days, but drifted away, so in the three mountains and four rivers, he was called 'gentleman's sword'. ”

Meng Qi's face turned dark, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, so don't take a nickname if you don't know it!

Wang Shan and the two returned to their seats, each told some interesting experiences, and got along well.

Meng Qi was in no mood, returned to the cabin, got rid of his feelings, and concentrated on cultivating Purple Thunder Jin and pondering the Purple Thunder Knife Technique.

True qi flowed, slowly running according to the route of purple thunder energy, Meng Qi was in a state of ethereal inner vision, carefree, no joy, no expectation and no disappointment.

When the purple thunder energy was about to run for a week, on the back of his left hand, the purple thunder marks were prominent, and the slightest trace of electricity was integrated into the true qi.

This was the first time Meng Qi had tried to cultivate Purple Thunder Strength after pondering for more than half a month, but he didn't expect the assistance of Thunder Marks to be so obvious!

With it, he is like a half-thunder god body, and cultivating purple thunder energy is not only twice the result with half the effort!

Wisps of true qi were transformed into purple "electric light", fierce and domineering, even if it belonged to him, Meng Qi also felt the horror contained in it.

He gathered his mind, and after running eight or nine times, he slowly condensed the purple thunder energy, condensed it into a trace, and hid it in the dantian.

This is done as a means of applying the Dharma rather than majoring in the exercises, so as not to conflict with the Eight Nine Xuangong and the True Qi of the Golden Bell Jar.

Boom!

A slight sound from the deck reached Meng Qi's ears.

He finished his exercise and went out with his sword in his hand on guard, the snow outside reflected the moonlight, and everywhere was cold and silent.

Meng Qi searched for a moment and found a man near the deck, his clothes in tatters and covered in dark blood.

"Gongzi surnamed Tang?" Meng Qi recognized him as the Gongzi surnamed Tang who had been assassinated before, but he didn't expect that he actually survived after being stabbed in the throat, maybe hiding at the bottom of the boat, or maybe always holding on to the hull.

Meng Qi walked over quickly, and was about to help him heal his wounds, but he saw the son surnamed Tang's eyes wide, two lines of tears flowing out, and pleading in his eyes, but he was no longer breathing.

He had only climbed the deck after returning to the light, and he had died before he could be discovered...... Meng Qi leaned down and looked at the things on the son surnamed Tang. (To be continued......)