Meng Bai came here, one is to get rid of the evil, and the other is to plan a little welfare for himself. In this case, these bandit leaders in front of him were already regarded by him as boiled ducks, how could he allow them to escape. In that case, Meng Bai should really find a pillow and directly knock his head to death on it.

These four bandit leaders, although they are brothers and brothers, have often fought side by side, and they seem to have a deep friendship, but they are all because of the good wind battles they fought and did not bear any psychological pressure, so they can't see anything. But now it's different, Meng Bai's almost overwhelming strength makes them all know that the possibility of all surviving is absolutely non-existent, and it is more likely that all of them will die. In this case, whoever can escape first may have a chance to take advantage of the chance, after all, in the case of choosing one and three, a fool will choose three, after all, this is the biggest result, the biggest gain. And if you go to the line a little slower and it becomes a choice between two and two, it is a matter of probability, if you are lucky, you are likely to have a chance to escape, and if you are unlucky, you will only die faster. Therefore, these four bandit capitals are fighting for their biggest chance to escape.

However, although they had already overestimated Meng Bai's strength, they still underestimated it a lot, at this moment, Meng Bai's sleeves were rolled, the wind was raging, and the wind was surging, just like the legendary Feng Bo Yu Master. The smell of wind and rain quickly lingered, turning into a whirlpool, enclosing them all inside.

Although it is said that one of the bandit leaders broke out of the encirclement with the help of his own convenience, but the supremacy of speed was affected after all, Meng Bai instantly attacked in the air, and the newborn Tianyi Xuangang directly broke out of his body, turning into a finger-thick knife qi, like a long dragon, the void crossed an arc, swirling and slashing, and at that time, a cut was made on the chest of the person who was about to put on the shield. "Poof-", the man was like a balloon, and the whole person was much shriveled at that time.

The reason for such a vision is very simple, that is, this person has been slapped several times by Meng Bai's essence blood handprint before, the skin and flesh on his chest have been separated, and in the middle is the remnants of blood, as soon as it is cut, it will naturally deflat, which is very shocking. Especially the person himself.

At that moment, the severe pain made the bandit leader not care about escaping at all, and his figure stopped abruptly at that time, and he first turned his true qi to comfort himself. At this moment, Meng Bai's figure flashed to his side silently like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and his right hand stretched out, two palms in a row, on top of his vest.

When it was, accompanied by a miserable scream, the bandit leader's whole person exploded, and the skin outside his body was really like a balloon, disintegrating and exploding in private, flying all over the sky, and his flesh and bones were completely shriveled down, like a dried corpse. In the chest of this dry corpse, a relatively large gap was directly broken, and it can be clearly seen that the inner heart part is already empty, and there is nothing.

At the same time, a drop of bright red and fragrant blood floated through the void, but this drop of blood did not exist for long, and immediately after, an invisible wind blew and swept it away. The bandit leader himself is dead, and he didn't see it, but he didn't feel anything, but the other three bandit leaders were all terrified when they saw it. Because, they all clearly saw that this drop of essence blood was swallowed by Meng Bai's mouth.

At this moment, Meng Bai's image is like a legendary man-eating demon, and with his amazing strength, it is even more difficult to guess. Originally, the three of them were at a disadvantage, and they didn't dare to compete with Meng Bai, so they were even more timid at this moment. Therefore, next Meng Bai opened and closed alone, and between the two sleeves, the sword qi and sword qi were like whips and rings, spitting and shaking wildly, circle by circle, confining them and preventing them from escaping. At the same time, Meng Bai himself put his hands together, cast the essence blood mudra, lined up the three of them, and turned all their qi and blood essence into essence blood to feed himself.

It didn't take long for a full five drops of essence blood to appear in front of Meng Bai. Meng Bai didn't have half a minute of delay, he directly opened his mouth and inhaled, and a wind swept out of thin air, rolling them into his mouth.

Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to devour essence blood so madly, after all, essence blood is the condensation of a person's life essence, and the power contained in it is very huge. If one is not good and cannot be digested, then it is not a great tonic, but a deadly poison. However, Meng Bai didn't care, he was very accurate in his heart, and knowing this situation was far from enough to hurt himself.

Because, the strength of his physical essence is comparable to the peak of the grandmaster, although it is said that at the moment because of the reversal and feeding the true qi, he has suffered a lot, but it is only a drop in the level, and the foundation has not been damaged. This is equivalent to a rice field that is extremely arid, and the idle heavy rain can only bring him benefits, and will not pose any threat to him. Even, if the replenishment of the essence and blood rain is not fast enough, it is likely to be evaporated before it has any effect, thus causing a great waste. It can be said that the current action taken by Meng Bai is the most correct action.

Meng Bai is in the bandit leader, when he swallows ** blood, the side will naturally not be empty, and there are many sparrow thieves who come out from everywhere, ready to besiege Meng Bai. It's just that Meng Bai's state was too violent, so they had to hesitate, and they didn't rush up to fight at the first time. When they came to their senses, Meng Bai's battle was over, and they began to take the initiative to kill them.

At this moment, there are very few people who are ready to resist and shout and kill, and the others are scattered like birds and beasts. They were already in a weak position, and they couldn't work together to gather together, so this situation was naturally very beneficial to Meng Bai. Meng Bai instantly pushed his speed to the limit, and his body was like a glimpse of light, tossing and turning beside the mountain thieves. He didn't make any gestures to swing his palm or chop, he was really like a leisurely stroll. However, up and down his body, among those pores, they were secretly opened, and one after another sword qi erupted, either as sharp as a sword, or as thin as a cow's hair, one after another, overwhelming, sweeping in all directions, covering these ordinary sparrow thieves inside.

A muffled scream sounded, one after another, one after another, and soon, on the road that Meng Bai had passed, there were corpses all over the field. Among them, not a single one escaped from under Meng Bai's hands, all of them died, and they all died cleanly. At this point, Meng Bai's task here has been completely completed.

Since entering the Great Yuan Realm, this is Meng Bai's most hearty battle, although the opponent is not very good, but his own play is unscrupulous, without any restraints, and the physical release is also naturally letting go of his state of mind. Unconsciously, Meng Bai suddenly sprouted a kind of excitement in the calm, this excitement was not just a feeling in his heart, almost filling his entire body, it seemed that if he continued like this, he would be able to achieve great freedom and great bliss.

Such a situation made Meng Bai a little alert in an instant. He knows very well that many good people are very taboo about killing at the beginning, but if they kill more, they may become more and more excited about killing, and eventually fall into the devil's path and become a generation of big devils. Purely in terms of martial arts, there is no difference between the right path of the demon and the right way, the difference is just a difference in philosophy. However, as far as Meng Bai was concerned, he himself did not agree with the style of the Demon Dao, and he had never had such thoughts in his heart, so he naturally would not be willing to slide in this direction by himself. Therefore, at the first time, Meng Bai stopped his actions and no longer killed at will, but consciously controlled his own means, only abolished their martial arts, and no longer killed directly.

In this way, on the surface, there is not much difference, and it can even be said that it is an alternative torture for these sparrow thieves, it is better to die directly, die early and live early. After all, people like them rely on force to show off their power to the outside world, suppress dissidents, and bully the weak. However, for Meng Bai, the meaning is different, this is a success of his self-restraint and self-control, which has given him another baptism of mood.

After passing such a level, the next time, if Meng Bai continued to do similar killings, he could be sure that this situation was no longer enough to stir his state of mind. In a sense, Meng Bai should have become more cold-blooded, but Meng Bai himself has no way to change this kind of change, which is something that will inevitably be brought about in the process of cultivation and promotion. What Meng Bai can do is to use the convenience of the system to retain as much humanity as possible, so as not to be completely detached and become an emotionless god.

Meng Bai also wants to be a god, but what he wants to do is a martial god and a human god, and there is a big difference between this. In fact, there is nothing bad about the gods who have no emotion and blindly appreciate the way of heaven and act in accordance with the heavens, and it can even be said that they will have more advantages on the path of enlightenment and get more blessings, but it is against Meng Bai's original intention.

Mr. Yang Zhu, a famous artist, once said: "I don't want to pluck a hair and benefit the world!" Meng Bai's perception of this before was that Yang Zhu himself was not a good person, and in addition, he was a little too serious. It's just a dime, so what's the matter with giving, anyway, I have principles and bottom lines, and it is impossible to give infinitely. But now, at this moment, Meng Bai seems to have a faint understanding, and feels that Yang Zhu is guarding the Tao and serving the Tao, and his realm is far from being comparable to the current Meng Bai. When Meng Bai was able to do this, he felt that his path to the king could be easily reached!

Meng Bai realized himself, and after his self-transformation, he no longer paid attention to these sparrow thieves who had lost their martial arts, and went down the mountain, of course, he would not let these sparrow thieves fend for themselves like this, after all, they are bandits, even if they have no martial arts, they are still strong after all, and once they enter some remote mountain villages in groups, they can also be powerful. Although there is no way to compare it with the previous situation, it is also possible that it will not be punished as it should be. Therefore, when Meng Bai went down the mountain, he deliberately released the news of their situation, so that the people who had been suffering nearby for a long time and the caravans in the past came to collect the debts.

These people are innocent, although Meng Bai doesn't do it himself, but it doesn't mean that they have to be let go unpunished. Meng Bai was running along the way, absorbing the power transformed by those essence blood, like a drought and cracked field, frantically swallowing the blessings of rain and dew, and restoring himself to his peak state.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Meng Bai absorbed all the essence and blood condensed by the four innate masters, his physical body was shriveled and the situation had been greatly improved, at least, purely on the image, there was no problem anymore. However, Meng Bai himself knew that in his current situation, if he wanted to completely recover as before, he would have to at least have the essence blood of four more innate masters.

This, naturally, requires Meng Bai to continue to work hard. However, this time Meng Bai came out to do this, so naturally he would not feel any hardship. Moreover, through Meng Bai's fall and recovery this time, he could feel that his physical foundation had been greatly exercised, although this feeling was not obvious now, but it was enough for him to know in his heart. Meng Bai estimated that after his physical state completely returned to normal, he should be able to go to the next level, so that he would be more sure when he competed for the head of the three gangs and nine guilds of the waterway.

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"Bang, bang, bang、......"

With a series of applause, the special iron arm mechanism of the Iron Arm Flying Eagle's right hand, which shook Sanzhou's reputation, was completely knocked down and flew out, and his remaining right arm was also broken off at the shoulder, leaving only a little skin drooping.

At this moment, the Iron Arm Flying Eagle looked at Meng Bai with a very annoyed and sad eyes, "Who are you? We have no grievances and no enemies, why did you come to trouble me?"

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know, now your essence and blood are useful to me!" Meng Bai also accelerated the speed of his attack as he spoke, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped several palms on the back of the Iron Arm Flying Eagle, and the sound of some fine pieces of skin and flesh separating came out, and his whole person became a balloon man, bulging, transparent, and looking very terrifying.

At this time, Meng Bai followed him like a shadow, and he didn't even have a chance to speak again to the Iron Wall Flying Eagle, and he beat the cow across the mountain with one palm, directly through the bulging skin, completely bursting the shrunken flesh and blood of the Iron Arm Flying Eagle, leaving only a drop of essence blood, condensed out, exuding a refreshing fragrance, and was taken away by Meng Bai.

This one was already the last drop of essence blood that Meng Bai needed, and after taking it, he was ten percent sure that his physical body would completely recover. Because of this, Meng Bai was not so calm in this battle.