The pale blue light on the long sword flowed, and there was a faint suppressive sound of the piano.

"Who dare to care about the affairs of Thunder Eagle Mountain?"

Seeing this, the warrior's expression stiffened for a moment, and his hideous face was replaced by solemnity, and his body retreated in a low drink, and as the purple thunder eagle robe swayed in the wind, the thunder eagle embroidered on it seemed to come to life, and the eagle eyes were sharp.

"Ahem..."

The old man coughed heavily, but he didn't care about the blood spit out from the corner of his mouth, his trembling eyes, looking into the distance cloudily, faintly flashing with a hint of hope.

"Hum..."

The sky trembled slightly, and several figures stepped on.

I saw the man in the center in a light blue robe facing the wind, surrounded by sword energy, heroic and proud, with two women in white skirts covering their faces on their sides, half a step slowly, inseparable, one with a piccolo at the waist, and one holding Changxiao, all of them are stunning beauties.

"Thunder Eagle Mountain?"

Meng Hongchen spoke softly, and he couldn't hear the slightest joy or anger between his words, but the sword intent around his body overflowed with cold murderous intent, and just the sword intent suffocated the warrior in the purple thunder eagle robe.

The pinnacle of the Warrior King!

The purple thunder eagle robe warrior's pupils were solemn, the big knife in his palm was unconsciously clenched a little, and the spiritual power in his body was quietly raised, and he was on guard to the extreme, but his mouth was pretending to be calm: "You haven't consulted Your Excellency yet?"

It's just that in the face of the warrior's questioning, Meng Hongchen didn't pay attention to it, and still spoke softly: "Is Zou Letong's old dog here?"

Hearing this, the warrior's heart chuckled, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, his scalp was numb, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "On this trip to Hengjun Court, Elder Zou did not come. ”

"Really?"

Meng Hongchen murmured softly, and a trace of disappointment flashed imperceptibly in his indifferent eyes.

"Ahem, ahem..."

At this time, the old man under the barren mountain coughed violently, struggled to get up with the support of several people, stared at Meng Hongchen with cloudy eyes, and said in disbelief: "You, you... But Hongchen Xian's nephew?"

"You are?"

Meng Hongchen looked sideways slightly, as if he had only noticed a few people, his eyes fell on the old man with a little doubt, and he felt some familiar shadows, but he couldn't remember it really.

"Heaven is pitiful, God is pitiful..."

Seeing Meng Hongchen's acquiescence, the old man suddenly became excited, and his pale face was even more flushed, and his trembling body took a few steps, and he almost stumbled and fell, and after being supported by the girl, he continued: "I am Qiu Taihua of the Qiu family in Jiangquan City, and I am close friends with your grandfather Mengwei. ”

"Jiangquan Qiu family?"

Meng Hongchen was slightly stunned, and the past that dispersed like smoke and dust was like a tide, slowly surging into his heart, and some waves finally flashed in his eyes.

In a trance, Meng Hongchen vaguely remembered that after the destruction of the Mengli family, the surrounding family sects avoided their corpses like snakes and scorpions, and only the Jiangquanqiu family risked being thundered by the Thunder Eagle Mountain to collect the corpses, and it cost a huge price to bury everyone in the back mountain of the Mengli family.

"Yes, when Meng Weijian was here, you and I still had a lot of movement. ”

Qiu Taihua sighed, with an unconcealable sadness on his face, and his voice trembled faintly: "It's just that who would have expected such a change, I, cough cough..."

"When I first collected the corpse, I didn't see my nephew, and I still had some hope, but after a long time, I let go of my obsession, but I didn't expect to be able to see the blood of my old friend again, which is really lucky. ”

Looking at the peacefulness on Qiu Taihua's face, Meng Hongchen couldn't help but relax, a little warmth surged in his heart, and he said lightly: "I want to thank Grandpa Qiu for what happened back then." ”

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. ”

Qiu Taihua waved his hand again and again, but his face was a little ashamed: "You and I are friends of the two families, this is what my Qiu family should do, but I didn't help much back then..."

Meng Hongchen shook his head lightly, and didn't want to dwell on the past things, so he only said: "Grandpa Qiu, let's talk about the old things later, let me deal with the current things first." ”

"Good, good. ”

Qiu Taihua nodded again and again, his eyes showed relief, and more reassurance.

Meng Hongchen's aura around him was flat, but he could still feel the coercion coming from his body, but he didn't expect that in just a few hundred years, the grandson of his friend had grown to such a point that he couldn't see clearly.

His gaze wandered, and when he fell on the body of the martial artist of Thunder Eagle Mountain again, Meng Hongchen's eyes had already regained their indifference, and there was still a faint surge of amazing killing power.

The warrior is not a fool, in a few simple words of conversation between the two, he has guessed a few points, his face can't help but look ugly, when Meng Hongchen looks over, he has already made a decision, and he must not sit still.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the warrior's eyes were murderous, and bursts of thunder erupted around his body, overturning and slashing out on the big knife, and he was going to strike first.

"Ding, ding..."

Seeing this, Meng Hongchen's expression remained unchanged, and the powerful power behind him fluctuated, condensing a guqin out of thin air, and bursts of rapid rhythm came out of the qin, containing endless killing opportunities.

"Zheng, Zheng..."

At the same time, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and I saw four long swords drawn out of Qin's body, and four light blue rays of light slashed through everyone's eyes, and they ruthlessly tore the Thunder Sword apart.

Beyond the Thunder Sword, everyone saw that the warriors of Thunder Eagle Mountain had already stepped out for several miles, and the sword power was just a trick.

Qiu Taihua's face changed slightly, but Meng Hongchen was not in a hurry, the sound of the piano behind him became thicker, and the light blue sword light that burst out became more and more compelling, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, as if it was incarnated into thousands of long swords, directly enveloping the warrior, and then ruthlessly overturning.

"No !!"

With a miserable scream, I saw thousands of pale blue swords passing by, setting off a crimson sky, and then some stumps and broken joints fell to the ground together, lying quietly at the foot of the barren mountain.

"Zheng..."

The long sword hissed, as if announcing the excitement after the killing, turned around directly, and disappeared into the two sides of the guqin behind the red dust in the dream.

Heaven and earth were silent, as if nothing had happened.

Yunmeng Yunlan's eyes were flat, and Meng Hongchen only thought that he had done a trivial thing, but in the eyes of Qiu Taihua and the others, there were turbulent waves in his heart.

Especially Qiu Taihua, he thought that Meng Hongchen was very strong, but he didn't think that he would be so strong. Latest

"Huh?"

At this time, Meng Hongchen raised his eyebrows and looked slightly sideways into the distance.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but wonder, but before they could speak, they heard a thunder roar in the distance, from far and near, wrapped in a terrible killing machine.

"Boom..."

In just a few breaths, the originally clear and blue sky above everyone had darkened a little, and bursts of thunder snakes spread and roared in the dark clouds, but they were much weaker than the Heavenly Tribulation.

"It's... Ten thousand thunders extinguished !!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's pupils on Qiu Taihua's side shrank suddenly, and his words trembled with fear: "Thunder Eagle Mountain Great Elder Shi Zhu." ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard a thunderous roar in the sky, and the thunder snakes surging in the dark black clouds gradually converged, condensing a huge thunder eagle, and a figure under the thunder eagle with wings spread stepped into the air, and the strong threat was approaching everyone.

At the same time, the angry voice came out, setting off a burst of muffled thunder, like Tianwei: "What a dare! Dare to attack Thunder Eagle Mountain, and you will have to wait for the ashes to disappear under the thunder!"

"Click..."

Suddenly, the thunder trembled, and several thunder wings shot out from the thunder eagle's body, facing Meng Hongchen.

"Zheng..."

It's just that Meng Hongchen's expression was indifferent, and under his calm gaze, a pale blue sword suddenly flashed, traversing the heavens and the earth, directly tearing apart the thunder wings that burst out.

"Ding, ding..."

Then, the sound of the piano appeared, and under the overturning of the black clouds, the whole world was slaughtered.

"Hum..."

At this time, Meng Hongchen and his blue shirt rose and fell, and he stepped out directly, and the dead wood Han Jue had appeared in his palm between his hands, accompanied by the compelling sound of the piano, and a cold cold sound came out: "The people of Thunder Eagle Mountain should be damned!"

"Zheng, Zheng..."

The cold sound fell, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and on both sides of the dead wood Han Jue, six long swords came out in unison, screaming and tearing through the thunder pressure, and slashing straight towards the thunder eagle.

"Hmmm..."

Under the black clouds, Lei Ying roared angrily and raised his voice strongly: "What a big breath, I want to see how capable you are!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the black clouds sank slightly, and the thunder eagle roared through the heavens and the earth, gushing out bursts of roars, directly facing the six sword rays, but the old man in the purple thunder eagle robe stepped out sideways, forcibly taking the dream red dust.

"Zheng..."

The vertical and horizontal sword intent met the thunder eagle claws that tore down, and the powerful touch was instantaneous, setting off bursts of wild waves, but in the smoke and dust, a sword roar suddenly sounded again.

"Not good!"

Shizhu seemed to think of something, and Shengsheng stopped, looked back, and his pupils suddenly condensed.

I saw that there was a sharp sword intent in the smoke and dust, and a light blue sword light went straight to the thunder eagle, and it slammed into the back, directly penetrating its body.

"Hmmm..."

Thunder Eagle screamed miserably, and the thunder mangs surging around him suddenly became disordered, and the eagle claws that suppressed the six sharp swords trembled unnaturally.

"Zheng..."

In just an instant, bursts of excited hiss poured out from the six long swords, seizing the opportunity to stagger out, mercilessly landing on Thunder Eagle, tearing it apart.

Thousands of thunderbolts cracked apart and slowly dissipated in the air, and even the black clouds that were dark and heavy gradually dispersed.

"Hmm..."

At the same time, Shi Zhu's chest rose and fell, and his hideous face became pale, Lei Ying was a product of interweaving with his own martial infant, and it was no longer enough to tear apart Lei Ying's backlash against him.

But at this time, it was too late for him to retreat, and the seven sharp swords were wrapped in a light blue chill and coldly swept across the sky, ruthlessly killing towards Shi Zhu Senran.

There is no way to avoid it, so you can only take action.

"Crackle..."

In an instant, Shi Zhu's body was covered with thunder, and his gray hair was covered with thunder, constantly fluctuating and fluttering, his originally debilitating aura rose again, and his pale face gushed out bursts of flush, obviously he forcibly refined the essence blood.

"If you want my Shizhu's life, you're still a little short!"

With a roar, Shi Zhu thundered with his palm, clenched his fists and came out, and he directly met the seven long swords that killed him.

The terrifying roaring thunder erupted into a terrifying breath of destruction, and the powerful thunder alone caused the seven long swords to be a little disordered, and it seemed to be a little difficult to parry.

"Ding, ding..."

Just at the last moment, a burst of rapid piano sounds suddenly sounded, constantly echoing in the heavens and the earth, forcibly lingering on the side of the caryophyllus, making its thunder and power tremble and be affected.

Shi Zhu's pupils condensed, and his heart suddenly felt a chill, only to hear a cold voice echoing in his ears: "Is it difficult to kill you?"

In an instant, Shi Zhu's eyes widened, and the surging thunder suddenly collapsed, his big fist was clenched, flashing with thunder, but it was slamming towards him, facing Meng Hongchen.

"Hum..."

But at this moment, Meng Hongchen gently flicked the dead wood Han Jue in his palm, and a faint brilliance flashed out on it, causing layers of ripples, and crushing the Thunder Giant Fist alive.

"Poof..."

Almost at the same time, the seven sharp swords fell mercilessly, directly penetrating the caryophyllus, and under the rippling ripples, it was cut off several times, and then turned into crimson dust, which dissipated and faded away with the wind, but it didn't even have time to let out a scream.

After a long time, Meng Hongchen spat lightly in his mouth: "I dream of returning to my dreams." ”