"Zhao Ming, pay attention to your back, follow me!"

Meng Xie reminded him, and quickly plucked the yaoqin with his left hand.

The seven-colored strings trembled, and the yaoqin made a crisp sound, which sounded unusually pleasant.

Looking at the soldiers who stepped forward, they all seemed to be drunk, their feet were shaking, and they couldn't control their bodies at all.

"Oh no, Yaoqin is weird!"

At this time, Qi Siyuan realized that it was too late.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the soldiers to be stunned, Meng Xie and Zhao Ming both used their body methods, rushed into the crowd, and disappeared.

Not long after, Qi Xin, who heard the news, hurried over with his subordinates.

Seeing that his father-in-law was fine, Qi Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, do you want me to send someone to investigate!"

Qi Siyuan stood in front of the square table, quietly looking at the crowd below that was constantly dispersed by the soldiers, slowly shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "No, since Meng Xie has appeared, that token will definitely be ours, because someone is more anxious than us to find Meng Xie." ”

As he spoke, Qi Siyuan looked towards the street corner in the distance, chin snuggling, and gestured with his eyes.

Looking at it, Qi Xin found that at the corner of the street, someone was hurriedly turning around and leaving, looking at the other party's identity and dress, it was clear that he was the Zhang family's family.

"Dad, are you talking about the Zhang family?"

"Yes, don't forget, Zhang Zhiyuan's nephew, Fifth Young Master Zhang, also died at the hands of Meng Xie. ”

Looking at the crowd, a calculating smile appeared on the corner of Qi Siyuan's mouth.

On the outskirts of Liangzhou City, there is a clear space with beautiful mountains and rivers and pleasant scenery.

Meng Xie and Zhao Ming both stood in front of a grave, looking sadly at the tombstone made of small wooden plaques in front of the grave, which read, "Tomb of Marshal Tuoba Hong of the Qilin Army." ”

"General, don't worry, I will clear your grievances, return your innocence, and set up a tomb for you to be admired by the world!"

Meng Xie made a Heavenly Dao oath against Tuoba Hong's tombstone, and if he didn't fulfill his oath, Heavenly Dao would naturally punish him.

"You think so beautifully, maybe in a moment, you should dig a pit for yourself and prepare a place. ”

The sound of geodesic sounded behind Meng Xie and Zhao Ming, and they suddenly turned around to find two people walking out from behind the big tree.

Meng Xie knew these two people, one was the third elder of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhiyuan, and the other was Zhang Qin's servant, Renxiong.

It was Zhang Zhiyuan, who looked like a scholar, who spoke just now, and Renxiong was one step behind and stood behind Zhang Zhiyuan.

"Zhang Zhiyuan, why are you here?"

Meng Xin looked at the other party, surprised in her heart, and couldn't help blurting out.

"What am I going to do! Kill my nephew and just forget it? Of course I want you to be like a lost dog, with nowhere to escape, how about becoming a wanted criminal? It's a pity that you are alone, otherwise your family will also suffer, and I will let you taste the pain of losing your family. ”

His words made Meng Xie secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, after he crossed over, he was alone and had no relatives, otherwise the enemy would be happy and the relatives would be painful.

"What you said is a little wrong, Zhang Qin wanted to kill me for no reason, did I have to take the initiative to give him a head, it's really a joke. ”

In the face of such unreasonable words, Meng Xie, who was already in a bad mood, would not be polite, and immediately began to ridicule each other.

"Boy, don't take advantage of your tongue, I'll take your head in a while, pay tribute to my nephew, Man Bear, you deal with the one next to you, this kid will be handed over to me!"

Zhang Zhiyuan sneered from his mouth, stepped his feet, and his body rose violently, heading straight for Meng Xie.

And the man and bear also showed their white teeth, and pressed towards Zhao Ming step by step with a hideous face.

Meng Xie took a few steps to the side, and while taking out the long sword, his eyes also glanced at Zhao Ming.

It was found that Zhao Ming's hand was a pair of very rare cold iron pens, the tip of the pen flashed with a sharp edge, and his cultivation was already a third-grade martial artist, only one realm lower than that of the human bear.

After learning about Zhao Ming's strength, Meng Xie realized that this scholar, who seemed to be polite and polite, was actually a master with good strength, but he usually hid it very deeply.

Relieved of his heart, Meng Xie concentrated on facing Zhang Zhiyuan.

In mid-air, Zhang Zhiyuan's figure was like a flying swallow, and he suddenly changed direction without using anything, and attacked towards Meng Xie's right side.

The cold light flashed, and Meng Xie noticed that Zhang Zhiyuan had a silver ring on his hand at some point, if he hadn't shaken himself in the air just now, he was afraid that he would have been plotted by the other party now.

"Chongshan Fist!~"

A faint airflow wrapped Zhang Zhiyuan's fist and whistled in the air.

Meng Xie was unhurried and calm, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out quickly.

"Bell!"

Gold and iron resonated, and sparks shot out in the air.

The sword stabbed precisely into the silver ring, making a crisp crashing sound.

Zhang Zhiyuan was also stunned in the air, according to the description of the man and bear a few days ago, this person is at best the strength of a six-rank warrior,

How come it is only a month of hard work, this kid has actually become a second-grade martial artist, and he can compete head-on with himself, a fourth-grade martial artist, and his strength is quite good.

"It seems that this kid must die today, otherwise he will face an enemy whose strength has increased so quickly in the future, and there will be endless troubles in the future!"

At the moment, Zhang Zhiyuan didn't keep his hand, and greeted Meng Xie with a punch as fast as a punch.

Meng Xie originally planned to use the Demon Heart Qin to solve the battle, but suddenly remembered that the hint about the sword experience coupon in the morning needed to consolidate the proficiency.

His heart moved, and he suddenly thought carefully, although it was a battle of life and death in front of him, but Meng Xie did not fall behind with his body and swordsmanship, and he just took this opportunity to hone himself.

It must be known that masters grow up little by little in the battle of life and death.

After paying attention, Meng Xie was not afraid, the long sword in his hand changed, and the second move of the Qingjiao swordsmanship, Jiao turned the sea of clouds and used it.

The long sword abruptly left his hand and turned into a dragon in the air, shaking his head and tail, vividly.

In mid-air, Jiaolong swooped down towards Zhang Zhiyuan, with a huge momentum.

Zhang Zhiyuan was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this Meng Xie not only had good strength, but also mastered such a powerful swordsmanship, it seemed that he was really going to die.

Just when Zhang Zhiyuan thought that his life was going to be explained here, Jiaolong was grazing Zhang Zhiyuan's body, and the biting cold wind blew across his face.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Zhiyuan was surprised in his heart, and immediately understood, it seemed that Meng Xie could not fully control such a powerful sword technique, so it would be a little off.

In fact, how would he know that the sword just now was deliberately stabbed by Meng Xie.

Because he found that the power of this move was almost twice that of the first move, as long as Zhang Zhiyuan hit the move, he would definitely die, then there would be no place for swordsmanship to consolidate his proficiency, and he would not be able to hone himself in the battle of life and death, so he deliberately deviated.