"Next. ”

The sound was not loud, like the early morning when the blizzard stopped, but in the center of everyone's ears, it was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly, impacting the past concepts and shaking the soul of the original spirit.

Some of the onlookers had their mouths half open, and some of them had dull eyes, and they couldn't believe that the Red Eyebrow Sword King would be defeated, and they were defeated so neatly, but after more than ten breaths, they were defeated by the other party with a strong break!

The brilliant purple, the roaring thunder dragon, still lingered in their eyes and ears, as if to indicate the rise of a martial arts powerhouse.

He is only seven or eight years of cultivation, he doesn't even have the ability to protect his body, how can he stimulate the electric snake and slash such a fierce and domineering blow?

The exercise is special, and the long knife in the hand is a treasure soldier?

But no matter what, if there is no realm of sword art, no power to open the mind, even if you hold the treasure soldier, you will not be able to defeat the Red Eyebrow Sword King.

Where did he come from, and where did he come from?

In the future, there will be a place for him in the competition for the Tianyuan Emperor!

Zhong Ning and the other betrayed disciples were stunned by the defeat of the Red Eyebrow Sword King, they didn't expect that the famous and famous him would be defeated in the hands of the same Enlightenment Period and unknown Wild Daoist, but he was even more shocked by the essence of the moves and fighting style that Meng Qi came out just now, whether heavy or empty, or fierce or domineering, the electric light soared into the air, and the thunder roared continuously, almost like a punishment for heaven.

The figure in the Taoist robe seems to coincide with the image of the master who is the most feared and feared in his mind, the same fierce and uninhibited, the same domineering, the same dignified, and the same makes people tremble from the heart.

He has a jade pendant from his master, and he has integrated many essences of the Shenxiao spear method into the knife, could it be that he really got the master's wholehearted guidance? Or, or is it simply that the master borrowed the corpse to return the soul?

No matter which conjecture they had, their bodies couldn't stop trembling. The fear cannot be concealed.

Qi Shaochong, Xia Yanyun and other disciples had similar thoughts to them, but they were not afraid or panicked, they were surprised and delighted, happy and surprised.

Is it really a helper sent by Master?

Or is his old man hiding in the shadows?

The eyes of the Red Line Lady and the Saiwai Divine Camel froze, even if they teamed up with Meng Qi to walk in the snow field at night, and after he killed one of the eight generals, Bai Slaying Dragon, they still had a very high opinion of him, but now they were still shocked, the previous evaluation was too low! Every time, I thought that the evaluation of him was a lot high, but every time I was quickly refreshed by the past opinion, and I had to raise the evaluation again.

Who is the Red Eyebrow Sword King? The half-step exterior scene is just around the corner, and the exterior scene has also opened half a door, one of the powerful contenders for the Tianyuan Emperor in the future, but now, he has lost so quickly and so fragily, it seems that the Qingyuan Dao Leader has not yet moved his body!

Although the appearance of the Qingyuan Taoist just now subverted the chic and elegant impression they had formed before, the image of masculinity, fierceness, righteousness, and majesty also makes people's hearts broken, and the Daomen is naturally a teacher. Punishment on behalf of heaven is also one of the duties, and there is no conflict with leisure.

Look at the current light wind of Qingyuan Dao Chang, there is really a feeling of being a little quiet like a virgin and moving like a rabbit.

Bang dang. The sound of something falling to the ground sounded in the room, and it seemed that Mrs. Huangfu and Miss Huangfu remembered Huangfu Tao after watching the war.

Wen Hengshui looked at the defeated and retreating Red Eyebrow Sword King, and his heart was like eating an unripe orange. It was sour and astringent, and he felt that his face was slapped hard by Meng Qi, and he lost more than just his own face. There is also the face of the Moon Village.

Just now, the Red Eyebrow Sword King said to himself that the little Taoist priest was unfathomable, and he thought that he was old and serious, but now it seems that it is really unfathomable, even if the Red Eyebrow Sword King is defeated, he has not seen his depth!

He took a light breath, not letting the anger and embarrassment in his heart come out, and looked at Meng Qi calmly: "Dao Chang is really extraordinary, no wonder he dares to make things difficult for Jushenzhuang, but the time is not early, in order not to delay the auspicious time, this son will not play with you." ”

"Uncle Dragon King, please take action. His face was grim, and he directly let the half-step protector "Blue Blood Dragon King" go down, even if he was gossiped about, it was better than losing face!

There are several half-step exterior scenes in the world, and they are the backbone and even the pillars of all forces, with the blue-blooded dragon king here, Wen Hengshui consciously sits back and relaxes, he doesn't believe that people in the enlightenment period have the ability to cross the border!

In the past many years, there has never been such a thing against the sky, even if Huangfu Tao is sympathetic to heaven and man, he can only draw with the weaker half-step exterior battle, which is still the case, and it has also caused a sensation in the world, and even let several forces secretly join forces, intending to strangle him.

The guests and Zhong Ning and the others let out a long sigh, with the Blue Blood Dragon King making a move, the matter was resolved, and they didn't have to be so embarrassed anymore, seeing Wen Hengshui lose face, it would not be good to see each other in the future.

Qi Shaochong and other disciples who were loyal to Jushenzhuang were still in an inexplicable state, and they didn't understand what was going on, how could there be a Taoist who was so strong that he intercepted the bride's room, and he didn't completely stop the marriage......

Therefore, they did not feel indignant about the fate of the Blue Blood Dragon King, they just sighed slightly, and they could send a half-step to the situation of the town, which was really frustrating and discouraged.

The Red Line Lady and the Outer Divine Camel didn't have much to expect from the result, but they were worried that there would not be enough time to delay, and they were worried that the Blue Blood Dragon King would welcome their relatives immediately after the victory, and would not give Miss Huangfu a chance to escape.

The Blue Blood Dragon King was a short and stout old man, his face was blue, his eyes seemed to have a faint phosphorescence, and his voice was not quite consistent with his strong figure, feminine and ethereal, like a cry in a tomb at night:

"You have Huangfu Tao's jade pendant, and you have mastered part of the essence of the Shenxiao spear method, you were not famous in the rivers and lakes before, but your strength is appalling, so the old man has to guess in that direction. ”

Meng Qi understood what he meant, and said with a slight smile: "Poor Dao has indeed entered the mausoleum. ”

I also fought with your ancestors, and almost besieged him, if it wasn't for Huangfu Tao to save him, I am afraid that we would have a grudge against each other.

Thinking about it this way, my "seniority" is quite high......

Gasping for air, sighing, one after another, no wonder Qingyuan Taoist is so strong, it turns out that he has also entered the mysterious mausoleum and has been inherited, similar to the past Huangfu Tao and the respective ancestors of Jiuxiang!

This is the exterior of the future!

As long as you don't die halfway, there is no doubt about it!

Qi Shaochong trembled all over, very excited, and couldn't wait to immediately ask about his master's whereabouts, is he still alive?

"No wonder. The Blue Blood Dragon King laughed. "It's a pity, it's a pity, you met the old man directly before you could achieve your miraculous achievements. ”

For such a person who can be inherited, Jiuxiang has a purpose, if it can't be recruited, it will be strangled in advance and take away its inheritance.

Meng Qi knew their thoughts very well, but his origin was unknown, and he had the shadow of Huangfu Tao's moves and jade pendants, even if they didn't admit it, they could guess it. I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go, anyway, I want to save Huang Fufei, and it is inevitable to be hunted down and killed by the Moon Country in the future, what are you afraid of?

For the Blue Blood Dragon King, Meng Qi did not despise it at all, his breath was fluctuating, like his voice, which was difficult to capture. It's hard to guess, standing there, it's like a yin wind from the Nine Shadows, which is extremely terrifying. Even if it is not as good as the Fire King and Duoercha, it is not far behind, it is a normal half-step exterior scene, and there is no dark injury.

This half-step exterior view. Without the full force of the killer move, he has the power to urge the treasure soldiers or drive the purple thunder to push the "Wild Thunder Earthquake Nine Heavens", that is to say, he can sway the "Wild Thunder Shock Nine Heavens" and "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" and so on. Moreover, it can also interfere with the spirit, directly hit the original god, and attract a little power of heaven and earth to assist, which is basically crushing the ordinary enlightenment.

However, he is now one of the top ten people on the list, and he has cultivated spiritual secret methods such as changing the sky and hitting the earth, although he is not able to attack enough in the Yuan Shen confrontation, he can still protect himself, and as for the normal attack that is comparable to his ultimate, he doesn't have to worry too much, just like he confronted Qing Yu and others, and never directly used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, if he didn't create a chance, it was easy to be dodged.

If you can't hit, what's the use of being strong?

Of course, this is just a strategic contempt, so that you don't have to be afraid before you fight, thinking that you must not be able to fight, so that you really can't fight.

In the face of a half-step location, you must not only have the confidence to win, but also not be arrogant and have no room for improvement.

Meng Qi's left hand stretched out behind his back, implying a certain immutable law between heaven and earth, his movements were subtle, seemingly fast but not fast, slow but not slow, and he had already grasped the hilt of the sword in the strange feeling of everyone.

Zheng, the long sword is out of the sheath, and there seems to be a section of fire steaming.

It turns out that he is a sword master, and he didn't give his best when he fought me...... The Red Eyebrow Sword King felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and the seed of failure was better buried.

The Blue Blood Dragon King squinted his eyes, as if he didn't know anything, and just when Meng Qi's long sword was about to come out, he suddenly moved, grabbed the fleeting pause, and slapped his palms out.

The left palm is obliquely pocketed, and the right palm is shot straight, the cold wind around it turns cloudy, and the snow is dyed with a layer of cyan, as if a little phosphorus fire is jumping.

Meng Qi was crying in his mind, the clouds were bleak, and he seemed to have fallen into the depths of the Nine Shadows, being devoured by all the ghosts, and the Yuan Shen was paralyzed by pain.

Fortunately, he ran the Dafa of changing the heavens and the earth in advance, and turned into a god and Buddha looking down on the vicissitudes of the sea, his breath was reckless, the primordial spirit was elevated, and the yin wind and ghosts cried like a passing cloud, not disturbing his arms.

With a wrong step, his body was like an illusion, he got rid of the lock of the Blue Blood Dragon King, and flashed to the side strangely, and the long knife was released, as fast as lightning, slashing towards the side of the Blue Blood Dragon King.

The blue-blooded dragon king seemed to have realized it a long time ago, his body was slightly off, his left leg kicked sideways, bringing up the blue light and phosphorus fire, and kicked at the tip of Meng Qi's knife with a whoosh, wanting to kick his long knife out of his hand.

This leg was mixed with gusts of ghostly wind, and the onlookers all felt cold from the bottom of their hearts, not hallucinations, but actual winds, and their spirits and bodies seemed to be about to be frozen.

The power of the half-step exterior scene is really extraordinary!

Since being promoted to the exterior location, the Blue Blood Dragon King has never seen a celestial and human sympathy that can support his ten moves, even if he has not exerted all his strength, because most of them can't withstand this yin wind that scrapes the bones and freezes the soul, or they will tremble all over their bodies after a few moves, their hands and feet will be stiff, and their strength will be weakened to the point where it is desirable to raise their hands.

Although there are also a few special exercises that can restrain and resist the yin wind, they can only make themselves take serious action.

But now, the enemy on the opposite side is different from any enlightenment encountered in the past, his skin is pale golden, his momentum is reckless and high, like a god like a Buddha, he is unaware of the face of the frozen soul yin wind, as if he is waiting for idle things, constantly swimming, constantly sending knives, each knife is directly pointed at the flaws in his moves, according to different situations, or fast or slow, heavy or virtual, or like a wave, or like the light of the heart, the way of the knife shows everyone's style.

And the sword in his left hand has been hanging low, the tip of the sword trembling, as if brewing changes, as if calculating flaws, although he did not make a move, his momentum made him have to be cautious, and he had to reserve some strength to guard.

In the realm of moves, there are really few people who can achieve this kind of Cheng dù, and the Blue Blood Dragon King has really never seen a few. Including the strongest Tianyuan Emperor in the past dynasties, Huang Fu Tao, there is one count, no more than five fingers, and obviously does not include himself.

Fortunately, the realm oppresses people, the strength oppresses people, and they are half a step of normal promotion, and the spirit and environment are blended, in addition to attracting a little power of heaven and earth, there is also a feeling similar to the unity of heaven and man. The things around you are sketched out in the mental world, including the enemies on the other side!

The flow of his true qi, his muscle reactions, and the moves he was about to perform were no secret in his heart!

Therefore, everyone saw that Meng Qi was fighting very wolfly, and every time he attacked, he seemed to be throwing himself into a net, and he was forced to change his moves by the palms of the blue-blooded dragon king, covered with layers of phosphorus fire. If it weren't for his strange body style, the turning point and change were often unexpected, like a magic, I am afraid that he would have been seriously injured by the palm of the Blue Blood Dragon King.

The Blue Blood Dragon King fought steadily. Without the slightest rashness, suppressing one's own realm and strength, and forcing the other party to a dead end step by step is the king's way, and rash attacks may lead to falling into a trap. As the saying goes, the weak wins by odds, and the strong wins by the right!

His body is very strange, and the flow of true qi is very strange. Quite good, could it be the peerless magic skills obtained in the mausoleum? In other ways, the Blue Blood Dragon King had already predicted the changes of the other party based on the flow of true qi and muscle reactions, and planted a trap in advance, killing him with one palm.

But Qingyuan Daoist is different, when he casts his body technique, the true qi of his whole body flows at high speed, and at each key point it condenses into a true qi seed that will collapse at any time, until he is about to change direction, he suddenly "detonates" the corresponding seed, generating a true qi flow full of explosive power, thus promoting a mysterious and strange change of direction.

It is difficult to make his prediction, because the true qi seeds are all over all the key points, and only the moment he changes direction quickly, will he "detonate", even if he is judged, he cannot intercept it in advance, at most he will not be shaken, forcing him to continue to change his body.

This is the mystery of the illusion body method, so that the half-step exterior scene can not figure out the law in a short time!

Meng Qi's heart was like water, and he was not forced to dodge the wolf, and it was difficult to materially threaten the other party's frustration.

Their understanding of martial arts is beyond theirs, and from their point of view, it is a situation of desperation, but for themselves, it contains vitality.

However, he was not happy at all, only focused on telling the story wholeheartedly.

Learn from the focus of Mr. Lu Da, the "one-heart sword".

How many people in the world of reincarnation can observe the carving of Fa masters, be influenced by him, and have his guidance?

At this moment, Meng Qi forgot his desire to win, and also forgot the fear of defeat, and only had the blue-blooded dragon king in his eyes, only his own heavenly wounds and flowing fire.

The turquoise phosphorus burning palms, the feminine and ghostly figure, the heavenly wounds of the silver-white electric light jumping, the flowing fire of the crimson flames, apart from these few things, Meng Qi could no longer see anything else, he couldn't see the white snow dyed with cyan, he couldn't "see" the gusts of yin wind blowing, he couldn't see the red plum in the corner of the wall, and he couldn't see the Wen Hengshui and the red line lady who were watching around.

But with the help of these things, and then the connection between them, with the help of this concentration, Meng Qi's mind is like a world, where white snow is outlined, yin wind is outlined, red plum is outlined, Wen Hengshui and Mrs. Red Line are outlined, and the surrounding world is completely reflected inside, delicate and lifelike.

After stepping into the Eight Orifices, under the pressure of really fighting alone with the half-step exterior scene, the realm that Meng Qi had forcibly achieved by relying on mental outward release finally came naturally, and it was clearer, deeper, and more powerful.

The first door of the sympathy between heaven and man!

In the world of heart images, the blue-blooded dragon king's implicit murderous palm came from afar, the strength was condensed, entangled with the yin wind, and roared, at the same time, his left hand was behind him, locking the change.

As soon as the heart image was seen, Meng Qi naturally ran the Illusion Demon Body Method, and several True Qi Seeds exploded, changing their positions steeply, changing their positions in a trajectory that was beyond everyone's common sense, and then a knife was issued, as fast as thunder.

The Blue Blood Dragon King was not surprised by this, and with a light palm, he forced Meng Qi to return to the knife and leave.

After more than ten or twenty rounds of temptation, he faintly grasped the mystery of the opponent's body method, no matter how much he covered it up, no matter how many true qi seeds there were, if he wanted to detonate a few of them, after all, there must be a new true qi stimulation, and if he observed more, he would be able to summarize the law!

You're doomed!

He was a bamboo in his chest, allowing Meng Qi to wander away, turning into an afterimage, and sending knives everywhere.

Just as Meng Qi stepped on the blue-covered snow, forcibly twisted his body, and changed direction in an incredible way, the Blue-Blood Dragon King moved, like a great peng spreading his wings. Rushed to some unoccupied position.

He slapped out his palms one after the other, and the palm strength was wave after wave, and all the phosphorus fires floating on the snow burned violently, turning into a green and blue ocean, and with the strong wind, surging forward, it was as if 100,000 unjust souls rushed out of the nine shadows, which was extremely terrifying.

And after Meng Qi changed direction, he actually hit him head-on, as if he was actively seeking death!

Ha ha. I've finally caught you!

You're dead!

Including Wen Hengshui, most of the people had similar thoughts, they had long seen that Meng Qi was forcibly supported by the secret of his identity, and when his body was broken and it was difficult to dodge, the defeat was naturally decided.

Meng Qi seemed to grit his teeth, and the long knife trembled on the spot, like a high-speed virtual slash of eight knives, and the layers of air flow collapsed. Dao purple lightning gushed out, turned into a wild dragon, clinged to the blade of the knife, and then slashed out. Purple splendid, different from just now, but the same fierce and domineering.

The blue-blooded dragon king's heart was filled with a hint of joy, and his palms were vigorous. The yin qi is thick, the phosphorus fire spreads, and the surroundings seem to turn into ghosts.

Burst. The palm power mixed with the yin wind collided with the Thunder Dragon, but the other party was like a papier-mâché lantern, and it was punctured in one fell swoop.

slapped the wound of the sky with both palms, only to feel that it was empty and had no strength, and even the hand holding the knife was released in advance.

I loosen it after picking it up slightly!

Many true qi seeds in Meng Qi's body exploded, and the mysterious side of his body avoided the follow-up.

This is completely different from the previous law of body change The Blue Blood Dragon King's pupils contracted, his gaze froze, Meng Qi's law of detonating the True Qi Seed at this moment was completely different from just now, smoother, more weird, completely contrary to his own judgment!

Deliberately misleading? Deliberately covering up?

From the first move of the knife, he was presetting the trap, leading himself into the game step by step, and convinced himself of the coherent change of body style through guò?

What a deep scheming!

The palm was spitting out, the move made him old, and the wound of heaven bounced into the air, but the streamer of Meng Qi's left hand had already pierced out.

The brilliance is condensed, pure and flawless, wonderful and dazzling, it is impossible to describe the beauty of this sword in words, it has not changed, it wins with momentum and speed, and the power of the killing moves on the exterior is fully revealed.

Oops! The Blue Blood Dragon King was deceived and missed, revealing flaws, most of his skills and spirit were on the palms of the "Heavenly Wound", in the face of this flying immortal-like sword, his eyebrows were numb, and he actually felt that he could not resist.

Forcibly condensing his spirit and suppressing his fear, he was only glad that he was not desperate, but still fighting steadily, after all, he could completely suppress the other party with a killing move that he did not do with all his strength.

The fraction of true qi reserved in his body was used as bait, and the pores of his whole body opened, swallowing the heaven and earth vitality, and then his body leaned back, his left arm seemed to have no bones, and it was strangely recycled, so fast that it seemed to be an illusion, and he pointed at the long sword.

While!

The fingertip flicked the sword body, but the sword momentum melted like ice and snow, and the flames flowed, and there was still no strength!

With this power, the corners of Meng Qi's mouth were bleeding, his body was raised in place, and his right hand was raised, just in time to catch the falling heavenly wound!

Bang!

The dark clouds quickly condensed, and the surroundings were dim, and the electric light of the Dao Dao was scurrying in the clouds, revealing a hideous appearance.

After simulating the momentum of the Heaven Turning Seal, Meng Qi was already able to use the Eight or Nine Xuangong to simulate the momentum of the Wild Thunder and the Nine Heavens and the Flying Immortals Outside the Sky!

Bang!

Nine knives slashed out at high speed, purple electricity gushed, turning into a thunder dragon, entangled head and tail, mighty and mighty.

The airflow collapsed, the void seemed to shrink, and the heaven and earth became "smaller", and Meng Qi, who was slashing down with a knife, felt extremely tall, coupled with the winding of electric light, he was condescending and prostrating, almost like a fairy!

Bang!

One after another lightning slashed, all attached to the blade, and the sky thundered to guide the knife!

The ground flashed with lightning, and the snowflakes melted, raising a white mist.

Bang!

The purple light is brilliant, the silver is brilliant, the long knife is fierce, the momentum is domineering, the heavenly punishment is coming, and it is unstoppable!

The people around were dumbfounded, this is the change of celestial phenomena, this is the mutual help of heaven and earth, and this is the power of the exterior scene!

The blue-blooded dragon king's scalp was numb, and when he hit the long sword, he understood that he had been tricked again, but there was no way not to miss it, and when he couldn't afford it, how could he think about whether it was a trap or not?

In the face of this blow comparable to Mr. Xiyue, the Blue Blood Dragon King finally revealed fear, but he didn't rely on touting to break through the rivers and lakes, and no longer hesitated at the critical moment, his pores quickly swallowed the vitality of heaven and earth, and with the attitude of not being afraid of hurting the body, he incorporated all the yin wind and phosphorus fire into his body, and the surroundings suddenly seemed clear and clear. Returned Lang Lang Qiankun.

His footsteps were staggered, and his figure seemed to turn into a yin wind, dodging the knife, and at the same time, his right palm was finally retracted, and he barely slapped it, and his color turned blue and blue, and the yin qi was clear, as if there was cyan blood.

Bang!

The electric light skyrocketed, the gloomy atmosphere was shaken, and everyone's eyes were bright, and only the dull sound of collision could be heard.

When their eyes recovered, they only saw that the Qingyuan Daoist had returned to the door, and the red plums around them were bright, but the snow had already melted.

His face was pale gold, and there were bloodshots overflowing from the corners of his eyes, mouth, and nostrils, but his hair was not loose, his clothes were the same, swaying with the wind, and his posture was fluttering.

On the other side, the Blue Blood Dragon King's face was pale, his hair was scattered, his chest was full of blood, his eyes were phosphorescent and he retreated several steps before he stood firm.

"Concession. Meng Qi returned his sword to the sheath and smiled slightly.

He seems to be chic and elegant now, but his spirit has long been empty, and a random master of enlightenment can give him a headache.

But I finally beat the half-step location head-on!

Of course, defeating and killing are two different things, to fight and kill the Blue Blood Dragon King, he must immediately urge the sacrifice trick and not give him a chance to breathe, even if this is the case, I don't know if he can escape, and even in the end, he must be injured for his life.

His smile is leisurely and confident, but he is beating a drum in his heart, you must calm the other party, otherwise it will be a big trouble......!

PS: I have to go out today, I don't have time to write, I stayed up late to write an extra chapter, and the two chapters were updated together, and it was gone at night.