Yang Simeng smiled: "General, I will accept your head." ”

When he said this, Yang Simeng felt incredible.

I think that when she stayed in the ancient tomb, she was depressed all day long, and she would never say such a joke.

"If you want to accept the old man's head, it depends on whether the girl has the ability." Meng Chong knew that Yang Simeng was very strong, but with Yang Simeng alone, he wanted to take his head among the thousands of troops under his command, which was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Yang Simeng held the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, walked forward slowly, and said, "Whether you have this ability or not, you have to try it to know." ”

In an instant, behind Meng Fill, several people were holding strange-shaped weapons and quickly rushed towards Yang Simeng.

Their steps were so light that they couldn't make any sound when they stepped on the ground.

Several people seem to be chaotic, but in fact, there is a chaotic order, it should be some kind of attack formation.

But the cultivation of these people is obviously not high, and they are all in the Yudan realm.

No matter what formation they used, in Yang Simeng's opinion, they were like paper people.

The Darkiron Heavy Sword swung out diagonally, and the brilliant sword light lit up the night sky.

Several people who rushed forward either dodged or raised their weapons to resist, but without exception, their bodies were all cut in two.

Meng Chong's face changed slightly, and he felt that Yang Simeng was stronger than when he met in Long'an City before.

This stronger is not a little stronger, but a surge in strength, which is unbelievable and unbelievable.

Yang Simeng carried the Xuantie heavy sword and rushed forward violently, the speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Meng Fill in a flash.

But from behind Meng Fill, suddenly there were two swords like a full moon, and they struck quickly.

Baby slasher.

The full moon-like baby slashing knife, Yang Simeng has never fought against it, although he was a little nervous, but his eyes revealed more excitement.

That kind of light in the eyes really surprised Meng Fill.

Boom.

At the same time as Yang Simeng turned over and retreated, the Xuantie heavy sword struck twice in a row, swinging away two infant slashing knives that were like landslides.

"Don't be stunned, only without reservation can you defeat this woman." Drink cold.

More Infant Chopping Ancestors were obviously hesitating, hesitating whether to sacrifice the Infant Chopping Knife.

Meng Chu knew that if they hesitated for a moment, maybe some of the Infant Ancestor would be killed.

It is really not easy for a mortal to start from refining qi and climb step by step to the infant beheading realm.

The ancestors who have completed the infant realm are bent on becoming immortals.

Although the lifespan of the infant ancestor is very long, compared with heaven and earth, it is also like a meteor transiting, fleeting.

For human beings with a limited lifespan, the pursuit of immortality is a fantasy that countless people have had.

Whoosh.

In the cold cheer of Meng Fill, three more baby slashing knives flew out from behind him, slashing straight at Yang Simeng.

There are inevitably too many infant beheading ancestors in this Qin State, right?

Yang Simeng had a hard time believing this.

Previously, in Long'an City, the whole army of the beheaded infant ancestor under the command of Meng Chong was annihilated.

Now that Meng Chong is leading the troops to fight again, and there are so many infant beheading ancestors around him, the key is that in Luoshui City, there will inevitably be more infant beheading ancestors around Emperor Qin Yingzheng.

Yang Simeng knew that he had to fight quickly, and before those infant slashing ancestors could do it in earnest, he had to take away the head of the Meng Filler.

In a flash of thought, the baby slasher struck again.

Boom.

Yang Simeng swung away the baby slashing knife, and the whole person pounced on Meng Chong like lightning.

But more baby slashing knives floated out from behind Meng Fill, all of them directly to Yang Simeng's head.

Yang Simeng waved his sword in response, and said with a smile: "You infant slashing ancestors are really stupid, you know that the general trend of Mengchong is gone, but you still work for this kind of person. ”

"Girl, the benefits that the old man can give them are not something that you can rebel against with a few words." Meng Filler smiled.

Under the hands of so many infant beheading ancestors, no matter how strong Yang Simeng was, he would have to die a tragic death here.

Several baby slashing knives struck again, Yang Simeng gently exerted force, and the Xuantie heavy sword erupted with a piercing buzz.

Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang.

The Xuantie heavy sword seems to be bulky, but in Yang Simeng's hands, it is extremely light and flexible.

The powerful and incomparable baby slashing knife, as soon as it arrived in front of Yang Simeng, it was split by the Xuantie heavy sword, and then accompanied by a scream, someone would fall to the ground after Meng Filled.

The Infant Chopping Knife is very powerful, but if the Infant Chopping Knife is destroyed, it will be a catastrophe for the Infant Chopping Ancestor, even if it will not die immediately, it will be cultivated in an instant and become a waste.

"You ......" Meng Fill's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

As soon as Yang Simeng comes out with a sword, he will definitely destroy a baby slashing knife.

There were only eight Infant Cutting Ancestors around him, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of the Infant Cutting Knives were destroyed.

Meng Chong just wanted to go out in person, and the remaining ancestors were also defeated in the hands of Yang Simeng.

Meng Cheng knew that if he succeeded at this time, he would definitely die.

After a moment's thought, he turned on his horse, turned around and fled.

"Stop her, kill her." Meng Shu whipped his horse and gave a loud order.

The soldiers who had already prepared waved their swords to kill Yang Simeng, and some archers kept bending their bows and arrows, shooting a rain of arrows in the air.

But in their eyes, Yang Simeng has long been lost.

Yang Simeng was high in the sky, merging with the starry sky, and he couldn't find it for a while.

Poof.

Suddenly, a sword flashed.

Meng filled the crotch and exerted force, and the whole person ejected from the horse.

But the steed under him was split in half by the sword.

Meng Chong saw it in his eyes, his eyes were full of anger, this war horse had followed him for many years, and he couldn't imagine that he would end up like this.

But he simply didn't have time to grieve at the moment.

The sharp sword flashed again.

Meng Chong originally wanted to sacrifice the baby slashing knife, but he knew that he alone was definitely not Yang Simeng's opponent.

"Girl, the old man knows that Lord Wei sent you, but the old man thinks we can have a good talk." Meng filled his mind with a flash of lightning, and decided that it was better to rebel against Yang Simeng.

Yang Simeng didn't make a sound, and swung his sword one after another.

The sword light of the Darkiron Heavy Sword continued to shine in the starry sky, making the stars and moon dim.

Meng Fill uses the teleportation method to dodge desperately.

Even if there are thousands of troops and horses under him, they can't help him at the moment.

"Fill in, walk slowly and don't send it." Accompanied by Yang Simeng's light drink, there was a sword sweeping the covered neck.

The stuffed head immediately flew out.

Yang Simeng copied it and quickly left with his filled head.

Bang.

Half of the covered body fell to the ground heavily, and all the soldiers and generals stared blankly, all panicked and at a loss.

They have followed Mengchu for many years, or they have worshiped Mengchu for many years, never thinking that anyone could cut off Mengchu's head.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that they came back to their senses and hurriedly sent someone to tell Yingzheng about it.

The tragic murder of Meng Chong is no small matter.

……

"Report."

A eunuch rushed into the council hall again in a panic.

When the officials saw the appearance of the eunuch, they knew that this time it must be bad news.

But for Wei Xiaobao, it may be the good news he is waiting for.

Ying Zheng also guessed something in his heart, but he still didn't want to believe it, and wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for himself, so he immediately asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" ”

The eyes of everyone in the hall fell on the eunuch.

The hundred officials of the Qin State still wanted to hear the good news.

The killers sent out by Wei Xiaobao may not be able to kill Meng Chong in the midst of thousands of troops.

If Meng Chong can kill the killer and then return with the army, he will undoubtedly be able to save Luoshui City.

It's just that this illusion was soon shattered by the eunuch's voice.

"What do you say? Say it again. Ying Zheng's body shook and almost fell on the dragon chair.