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The thick-backed long knife with the mad power that burst out of fear, fear, and trembling slashed at Cheng Yong with the momentum of splitting Huashan alone.

As soon as Cheng Yong's palms were raised, staggered back and forth, he was about to fight hard to fly this long knife, his martial arts were far higher than Meng Qi's, and his eyesight was the same, and the timing of the move was just right, but as soon as his iron palm was raised, it affected the injury in his left chest, the blood flowed out faster, and the movement was sluggish, and his palms were temporarily weak, and he was broken through by the long knife and slashed towards the front door.

He is a man who has experienced a hundred battles, he is not chaotic, he fell backwards along the knife, and a lazy donkey rolled to dodge Meng Qi's knife, and Meng Qi really had no experience in fighting, so he hesitated for a moment, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and attacked in a series when Cheng Yong was rolling on the ground.

Cheng Yong's lazy donkey rolled halfway, pressed his palms to the ground, like a toad, and kicked his right foot backwards diagonally upwards, pointing directly at the imaginary enemy's heart.

This is his trick to turn defeat into victory after being repeatedly forced to roll on a lazy donkey, and he also wants to end the battle at this time.

The right foot touched the emptiness, Cheng Yong jumped up, and just saw that the little monk with red lips and white teeth was looking at him without chasing, looking like a rookie who had never had any experience in fighting.

Damn! Cheng Yong scolded angrily in his heart, his tried and tested trick failed because the other party was a rookie in the rivers and lakes and missed the opportunity to pursue! This made him depressed, and after a series of violent movements just now, he felt that the chest injury was getting worse and worse, the blood was flowing more and more, and he already felt like he was out of strength, and the Venus stars appeared in front of him, as if they would become dark at any time.

"No, you have to treat the wound first. "Although he took the Heart-Snatching Pill and became reckless and impulsive, and he was afraid of the torture of the medicine and did not dare to disobey the orders of the master of the Hidden Emperor Castle, Cheng Yong still had normal reason, otherwise the heads of the various factions who were accused would have been seen through a long time ago.

At this time, he clearly knew that if he didn't treat the wound, he would take dozens of breaths, and he would probably be seriously injured and unconscious, and he would become the fish and meat on the case of the little monk.

Just as he wanted to tear off his shirt and bandage his wound, he suddenly heard the little monk let out a dissatisfied roar, walked forward quickly, and the long knife slashed again!

Bastard, why didn't you chase after it just now? Cheng Yong couldn't, so he had to fight with Meng Qi and try to solve the battle as much as possible to deal with the wounds.

Jiang Zhiwei sat on the ground, leaning on the stone gate, and saw that Meng Qi looked like a mad tiger, a knife was as fast as a knife, although there was no order, but it was better than the length of the knife, and Cheng Yong was seriously injured, his martial arts fell greatly, his body was slow, and he couldn't grasp the flaws between the knives to bully Meng Qi for a while.

"Punch the master to death...... Jiang Zhiwei somehow thought of this saying, and then her heart moved, and she shouted loudly: "Diagonally upward." ”

Although she was hit in the lower abdomen dantian and was weak for a while, her eyesight was still there after opening her eyes, and she could naturally see that Cheng Yong's body was flawed, and Cheng Yongdu was slow at this time, so that she could "instruct" Meng Qi, otherwise the masters would fight each other, and the lightning would be hot, and I am afraid that before the words were spoken, the opportunity would have been missed.

Meng Qi slashed for a while, only to see that his sword was like a raging storm, forcing Cheng Yong to the ground, and he suddenly had the illusion that he was a master of a generation.

"This is the Cloak Knife Method...... Meng Qi thought to himself, slightly proud, of course, he still clearly knew that he was not a Cloak Knife Technique, but a "Random Chopping Method", if it wasn't for Cheng Yong's serious injury, he would have been killed on the spot.

"Diagonally upward. Suddenly, Meng Qi heard Jiang Zhiwei's voice, but Meng Qi, who fought in actual combat for the first time and had no experience with Jiang Zhiwei, really couldn't convert what he heard into the brain's thoughts at the first time, and then quickly reacted the brain's thoughts to his hands, so he still slashed out as before.

Cheng Yong on the other side could naturally hear Jiang Zhiwei's voice, his heart moved, and his body was short and pounced, hitting Meng Qi's lower abdomen.

The knife flashed, blood spurted out, Cheng Yong covered his left arm, stumbled and rolled back.

Then, he jumped up and glared at Meng Qi angrily, and with the pounce just now, he pounced directly on Meng Qi's long knife, and his left arm was severely injured.

What about the "oblique upward flirting"?

Meng Qi responded to his glaring gaze with an innocent face, probably understood the change just now, and deliberately said, "I'm sorry, I was too slow to react and disappointed you." ”

Poof, Cheng Yong was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha. Jiang Zhi covered her lower abdomen slightly, laughing so much that she was about to convulse, I knew it would be like this! Haha, even if I was killed with the little monk, I would die of laughter!

Cheng Yong's anger surged, his right hand pointed a few times on his chest, and the blood suddenly stopped, although the wound was too deep, he was just drinking to quench his thirst, and the wound would burst out again after ten breaths, and he would probably die directly at that time, but he couldn't care about it so much, and if he was entangled with this hateful little monk, he might be dragged to death or angry to death!

As soon as he saw Cheng Yong's action, and saw his expression that seemed to have a common hatred with him, Meng Qi's smile retracted, and his heart slowly sank, understanding that there would be a difference between life and death next.

Heavy pressure enveloped him, and then he subconsciously advanced forward, swinging his knife and slashing vertically.

Jiang Zhi stopped laughing slightly, held on to the stone gate, and struggled to stand up to help Meng Qi, but the dantian is the foundation of qi storage, even if it was not severely damaged and destroyed, but it was still not lightly injured, and in a short period of time, she still had no true qi to sort out the scattered qi.

After Cheng Yong's wound temporarily stopped bleeding, his feet were wrong, his left hand, which had been severely injured, was under him, and his right hand drew a half circle, facing Meng Qi's long knife, as if he wanted to enter the white blade empty-handed.

Meng Qi secretly said that it was not good, and used all his strength, so that the vertical slash turned into an oblique slash, dodging Cheng Yong's right hand, but he was pressed by the blade of the knife with his left hand, and he surged vigorously, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

Unforgiving, Cheng Yong rubbed his body to follow up, his palms repeatedly pierced Meng Qi's knife momentum, for a while, Meng Qi was in danger, if it weren't for Cheng Yong's scruples about the sharpness of the long knife, and he couldn't afford another heavy blow, I am afraid that Meng Qi would have been killed in the palm of his hand.

No, if you delay any longer, I will definitely die!" The great premonition of danger and the shadow of death hit Meng Qi's heart, causing his eyes to reddened slightly, the long knife in his hand still fluttering, but thoughts were rolling in his mind.

"Why haven't I learned the sword technique?" Meng Qi knew very well that if he was a beginner in the sword technique, with Cheng Yong's condition, no matter how bad he was, he would be able to hold on until he recovered from his injuries or Jiang Zhi finished fine-tuning, but now, he could only chop and chop indiscriminately! For a while, he was frustrated.

No beginner in knife skills...... Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Meng Qi's mind, and then he thought of Cheng Yong's attempt to snatch the knife just now.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were round, almost bursting his eye sockets, and the long knife slashed vertically again, looking like he was going to die with Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong sneered secretly, drew a circle with his right hand, greeted him with his left hand, and clamped it towards the blade, while Meng Qi was so strong that he had no strength to change the knife momentum.

The long knife was pinched by Cheng Yong's palms, and it suddenly fell into his hands, just as Cheng Yong grabbed the knife backwards, he felt that the opposite side was empty, and he was just fighting with the air!

This made him lose his balance and stumble slightly, and at the same time he was stunned to see the little monk take two steps forward with a rigorous step, and strike out with his left fist.

As soon as the long knife entered Cheng Yong's hand, Meng Qi let go of his right hand and gave up the long knife directly!

Then, he took advantage of the opportunity of the empty door between Cheng Yong's chest and abdomen, rubbed his body forward, and used his left hand to use the "Black Tiger Heart" in the Luohan Fist!

Bang, Meng Qi's left fist hit the wound on Cheng Yong's left chest, and suddenly, the wound cracked, and blood spurted out like a waterfall, spraying Meng Qi's head and face all over his body.

Cheng Yong let out a sound in his throat, grabbed the long knife between his hands, took a few steps back, and looked at Meng Qi with a blood-stained face with an expression of disbelief and consternation.

He actually caught a little monk who could only chop and chop indiscriminately, and he was killed by him who was ordinary in martial arts?

Cheng Yong fell to the ground on his back, stirring up dust to fly, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat an eye.

"Hahahaha. Meng Qi laughed like crazy, fear, fear, depression, trembling and other indescribable things poured out, with the blood on his face, extremely hideous, "Lao Tzu doesn't know how to swords, but Lao Tzu knows how to box!

After laughing out loud, Meng Qi gasped for breath, only to feel that his strength was overdrawn and he was very tired.

"Little monk, you are guilty of a verbal precept, how can you call yourself old, old ......" The big enemy was removed, Jiang Zhiwei also breathed a sigh of relief, and her joy swelled up, and she joked with a smile, but she never said the word "Lao Tzu" because she realized that girls couldn't speak rudely.

"If I don't die, the Buddha will be happy for me, and he won't blame me......" Meng Qi said happily, "Miss Jiang, how are your injuries?"

Seeing that he was about to turn his head, Jiang Zhiwei hurriedly stopped: "Leave me alone, pick up my sword, and give him a look at the eyebrows, in case of a surprise attack." ”

How to deal with similar situations, Jiang Zhiwei has been taught.

Meng Qi nodded, took a few steps back, and while looking at Cheng Yong intently, he squatted down to pick up Jiang Zhiwei's long sword, and then cautiously approached Cheng Yong, stabbing at his eyebrows from a distance.

The long sword pierced through the center of his eyebrows, Meng Qi completely relaxed, Cheng Yong died so much that he couldn't die anymore!

Jiang Zhiwei was in the mood to comment at this time: "Little monk, you are very talented, you can calmly and keenly grasp the situation in the first actual battle, set a trap, and overcome fear, throw a knife for a fist, give him a fatal blow, and may not be able to become a generation of masters in the future." ”

"Hey, hey. Hearing Jiang Zhiwei, who was strong in martial arts, praised herself, Meng Qi smirked slightly proudly, he didn't seem to be a fool to learn martial arts!

At this time, the blood on the ground suddenly wriggled and turned into words:

Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi rescued Cheng Yong from the sea of suffering controlled by the Heart Snatching Pill, completed one of the side quests, and each rewarded ten good deeds. ”

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi looked at each other slightly, as if they had heard each other's voices, and killing each other was also called salvation?

But if you think about it carefully, being controlled by the heart-snatching pill is indeed better than death!

"Our previous analysis is a bit wrong, in this case, where can we find a helper?" Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, "Maybe we don't need a helper?"

Meng Qi said in confusion and distress: "Then what's the point of this side quest......"

"Maybe it doesn't make much sense. Jiang Zhiwei suddenly exclaimed, "It's not good, Sister Qi!"