Seeing this scene, Meng Zhou's heart was suddenly shocked.

With a light footstep, he stepped back sharply, distanced himself from the people coming from both directions, and asked loudly.

"Who are you?"

The four of them didn't say a word, but their bodies moved in line with his movements.

Meng Zhou finally determined that they were indeed coming at him.

Meng Zhou suddenly lifted his robe, and the robe on his body flew up and landed firmly between the branches behind him.

Then, with a loud shout, he took the initiative to meet two of them with his sword in both hands.

His undressing operation before the official start of the war was indeed unexpected by the four of them, and they all muttered a little in their hearts, thinking that this person had some quirks.

They naturally didn't know, Meng Zhou, who saw through their cultivation at a glance, was not afraid to fight them at all, but he was afraid of breaking the package on his body in the battle with them.

Even if one of those rubbing stone carvings was broken because of this, Meng Zhou would be crazy.

Therefore, undressing before the war was not the point, and the purpose was to temporarily leave the parcel in a safe place.

The four of them didn't have time to think much at the moment, seeing that he took the initiative to attack the two of them, the two of them had gradually slowed down and adjusted their breath out of caution, and their bodies and minds were in a state of extreme sensitivity and vigilance, ready to attack or defend immediately.

Seeing this, the two people who were approaching him from the other direction naturally adjusted their direction of movement and moved away from the branch where he threw his clothes.

When Meng Zhou saw this, his heart was settled.

Take the initiative to invade the warning area of the two people in front.

A sword sweep, a sword up, Sen Leng's sword edge is close in an instant.

Meng Zhou's long sword danced, like a storm, dissipating all the attacks of the two.

The two people who were the enemy of him glanced at each other, and they both felt that they had encountered a hard stubble, and they both practiced qi at the fourth level of cultivation, one was good at using a sword, and the other was good at using a sword.

As soon as they were on the same page, they noticed that Meng Zhou's cultivation was comparable to theirs, but his body technique was more sensitive, and his sword technique was more violent and swift, even if they fought with him, they could only fight a draw.

They looked at Meng Zhou's gaze, and they were all a little more cautious.

But it revealed a bit of ease, and when he was fighting against Meng Zhou, he also paid attention to the other two rapidly approaching figures from time to time.

Now the two of them have a very stable mentality, and they don't seek merit but no fault, as long as they make sure that Meng Zhou can't escape.

Meng Zhou was also paying attention to the two rapidly approaching figures, at this moment, he only used the master-level Phantom Walking Dragon and the master-level Torrential Wind Sword against the enemy, even then he could have a slight upper hand under the siege of the two.

Before that fifth-layer Qi cultivation cultivator entered the battle circle, Meng Zhou didn't dare to open it at all.

Finally, after attacking and defending two more moves with the two people in front of him, the fifth-layer Qi cultivation monk finally brought another fourth-layer Qi cultivation monk to kill from behind.

Meng Zhou quickly retreated, trying to break away from the encirclement of the four.

A smile appeared on the corner of the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer Cultivator's mouth, as if he had expected this scene a long time ago, and his body moved along with Meng Zhou's movement.

In the end, Meng Zhou's evacuation seemed to have taken the initiative to step into the battlefield preset by the other party.

Meng Zhou's face was shocked, and a sword light had shot out from the palm of the fifth-layer Qi cultivator, piercing into his eyebrows.

The next moment, this "Meng Zhou" eyebrow was pierced, but instead of spouting blood and brains, it collapsed into invisible.

Seeing this scene, the face of the fifth-layer Qi cultivator changed wildly, but before he could make a move, he felt a chill in his neck.

The next moment, he felt his vision spin and saw a headless body getting farther and farther away from him.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the other three fourth-level Qi cultivators changed miserably, and without any communication, they immediately rushed in three directions.

How did they not know that this time they had kicked the iron plate, and there were no distractions in their hearts, and they only wanted to run for their lives.

Unfortunately, they had just turned around, and before their speed exploded to the fullest, the three spinning Senhan wheels had already crossed an indirect arc and caught up with their legs.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Three terrible screams rang out almost at the same time, and all six legs of the three were broken at their knees.

The six calves stood firmly on the ground, and the three figures fell to the ground in embarrassment and screaming.

After the three Sen Han Wheels cut off the six knees neatly, they crossed an arc in the air and returned to Meng Zhou.

The whirling power disappeared just right, and the three Senhan Wheels turned into three crescent-like blades, and before they fell, Meng Zhou reached out to hold them and hide them in his belt again.

This hand not only used the strength technique of the consummation level spiral palm knife, but also used the thousand-hand technique of the grandmaster level.

The combination of the two is a complete nightmare for monks whose absolute strength is lower than their own.

Before they could fight back, their own attack was triumphant.

……

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Meng Zhou was like kicking a ball, bringing the three knee-length monks together again.

At this moment, their eyes were full of fear, and even the severe pain of the severed limb had been endured by them.

The most indispensable thing for a monk is a pervert, and what a monk is best at is how to torture other monks.

They didn't know why the wolf, dressed in sheep's clothing, hadn't killed them directly, but instead of glad about it, they were even more desperate about what they were going to face next.

Meng Zhou ignored what they were thinking, and asked, "Tell me, why did you attack me for no reason?" ”

Hearing his question, the three people with a disgraced face were at a loss, and one of them was the first to react, and said honestly: "Isn't this the situation along the Baijiang River now?" ”

Meng Zhou was stunned and asked curiously: "Now along the Baijiang River...... Is it just so messy, kill people when you see them? ”

"The banks of the White River are in a mess now......"

After listening to the other party's story, Meng Zhou was speechless, he really didn't expect that the current Baijiang had reached such a situation.

Previously, there were not many scattered cultivators active along the Baijiang River, and they were basically all in the early stage of Qi training.

But that has changed.

Because there were quite a few mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivators pouring in.

And these mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivators are all from the border waters of Baijiang River and Jade Lake, they are all "fishermen" there, relying on fishing spirit fish and finding some water-based spiritual materials in exchange for spirit stones and resources to cultivate, although their lives are not very good, but they are enough to spend their days cultivating.

But such a good day, with the strong entry of a gang with the support of the Mo family, is gone forever.

This kind of smashing of jobs is not without monks resisting.

But alas, this rebellion did not even splash a little wave, and the rebels were already dead.

If you can't beat it, you can join, and some monks still want to join this gang to beg for food, but, even if they grovel to this point, it's still, no way!

The days were still to pass, and the arms could not be twisted into the thighs, and the monks who had lived in that area had to choose to get out.

Some simply left the Jade Lake area and went to other spiritual veins to look for opportunities.

Some came to the banks of the Baijiang River, in addition to the fact that they can still eat some leftover soup from the Jade Lake, there is also a factor that this is the "Baijiang", and the gang that made them so embarrassed is also called the Baijiang Gang.

With the influx of these "refugee monks" with the strength of the mid-stage qi training, the chaos along the Baijiang River rose sharply by several steps.

On the one hand, it is due to objective reality.

The upper limit of the carrying capacity along the Baijiang River is there, and there is simply no room for so many Qi cultivators.

Everyone wants to beg for food here, and the end result is that everyone has nothing to eat.

Killing is a good solution to this problem, firstly, to get some emergency loot, and secondly, to reduce the number of eaters.

On the other hand, it is the venting of negative emotions.

The original scattered cultivators along the banks of the Baijiang Gang have become the targets of these "refugee monks" to vent their anger, and even some of the small cultivator families who have settled down along the Baijiang River to cultivate themselves have been affected.

Meng Zhou was silent for a moment, then peeled off a coat from the dead fifth-layer Qi cultivation monk and spread it on the ground, and said to the three of them: "Hand over all the valuable things on your body." ”

The three of them honestly took out all kinds of things from their sleeves, from their bosoms, and from their belts, and threw them all on the coat.

Meng Zhou squatted next to the headless corpse and fumbled for a while, searching for all the valuable items.

In the end, Meng Zhou looked at the three pairs of six legs on the ground, thought about it, or looked at the three of them and asked first: "Do you have anything hidden in your shoes?" ”

"Former ...... Senior, I hid two lower grade spirit stones in the heel of my left shoe. One of the monks spoke first.

Meng Zhou walked over and picked up his left foot, shaved off the heel of the shoe with his sword, and took out two lower grade spirit stones.

Then he threw the left foot next to the right foot, and saw that the ground was a little muddy, and when he threw it, Meng Zhou also subconsciously used some ingenuity to make it lean on the right foot, and the broken stubble was not directly submerged in the mud.

His eyes looked at the other two, one of whom shook his head desperately, and the other said, "I have hidden some gold." ”

"Keep the gold for yourselves."

Meng Zhou packed up his coat full of various bits and pieces, turned around and walked towards the branch where the robe was wrapped.

The three of them looked at each other as they saw Meng Zhou's figure disappear into the jungle, feeling a little incredulous for the rest of their lives.

Soon, the three of them trotted upside down with their hands and feet, carefully closing their broken legs.

"Quick, quick, your mana has an ice attribute, give me ice!"

"Mine is also on ice, but don't spoil!"

The three of them dealt with the broken leg and discussed the next steps.

One said: "What else is there to discuss, with our current decay, if we encounter a third-level Qi cultivation layer, we will have to explain it all."

Let's go back to the mundane society, we have to find a famous doctor to quickly connect these legs, and the longer it drags on, the smaller the hope. ”

The other two nodded in agreement.

One of them also sighed: "Fortunately, the knife of the predecessor is sharp enough, the wound is very neat, the blade is clean, and there is no rust, otherwise, if there is a tear or stained with rust and filth, it will be a big trouble." ”

As soon as he said this, he suddenly saw a little coldness, and the other two stopped talking.