Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dust with Light

The head of the Taoist Tianzong couldn't imagine that she, who had always been pretentious, could appear here.

So what is the purpose of her coming here?

However, by this time the mirage had already set sail, and it was a few feet away from the dock.

Those didn't care about any dreams, and went straight to the mirage.

"And its light, with its dust, like or existing. ”

Xiaomeng spoke softly, her steps were like a dream, floating among these people, but she didn't touch anyone at all, and the end of the dust in her hand waved lightly.

These people felt a pain in their bodies and were shocked back one by one.

Xiaomeng, this is not to let them catch up with the mirage.

"What are you doing! Even if you are the head of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, why are you blocking so many of us from going way!" someone shouted.

They were not Xiaomeng's opponents, but seeing the mirage getting farther and farther away, they were very anxious in their hearts.

If they don't catch up, the mirage will get farther and farther away from them.

"That's it, get out of the way quickly, or don't blame us for doing it!"

"Even if you are the head of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, it is impossible to deal with so many of us!"

Looking at these people shouting, Yan Dan and Sheng Qi are still entangled, and the rest of the Mo family is entangled by the net killer, and there are many people with ulterior motives.

Wang Yue has been hiding in the shadows, observing these guys.

However, Xiaomeng's approach made him a little confused, was her purpose to save these people?

"Chasing fame and fortune, I don't want to think about whether it belongs to me or not, there are many people in the world who are mediocre and incompetent, no wonder they fall into the trap of others and still don't know it. The corners of Xiaomeng's mouth curled up and smiled coldly.

Her implication is to ridicule these guys for their lack of intelligence and falling into the trap of others.

"This Xiaomeng is really interesting. In the face of such a temptation, he was unwavering, no wonder he was able to sit in the position of the head of the Heavenly Sect at a young age. Although the style of acting is a little arrogant, that concentration is really valuable. ”

Wang Yue listened to Xiaomeng's words and couldn't help but nod secretly.

However, there are always some people who will be blinded by fame and fortune. Despite the dissuasion of others, there are many such people.

"I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense, don't get out of the way, then I'll try what the head of the Taoist Heavenly Sect has!"

Some people were secretly lucky, lifting their blades and rushing straight to Xiaomeng, the swords rubbing in the air made a snorting sound, obviously the people who could come here were all masters of some skills.

"Stubborn, eh!"

Xiaomeng pretended to be forced for a while. Qiu Li's sword danced flutteringly, like a fairy fluttering, his posture was dusty, but his moves could quickly stop the opponent.

The sword is light, like a pool of autumn water and blue spring, and when it falls, with Xiaomeng's posture changing, it becomes more and more transcendental. There is an ethereal aura that makes this person unaware of where the opponent is. Attack in a panic.

In the next moment, the man had fallen to the ground, and there was a faint wound on his neck.

"Well, you people are obsessed with sending them to death, so I can't care about it. ”

Xiaomeng left in an instant, and her figure was like smoke and dust. After continuous changes, it is already extremely far away from everyone.

As for the person who was killed, everyone didn't care, the people here are all rivals and mortal enemies, and it's good to die one.

However. The mirage was already far away from the docks, and many people simply couldn't catch up.

"Damn! Xiaomeng's **** ruined our good deeds......"

Wang Yue looked at them in the dark, with a sarcastic expression, such a group of guys is really incompetent, so Xiaomeng put on a show, and many of them were stopped by one person.

And Sheng Qi desperately stopped Yan Dan, and the rest of the Qin soldiers and net killers stopped them, but they really couldn't let one of them climb the mirage.

"After watching in secret for so long, you are the one who started it all......"

The cold voice suddenly came into Wang Yue's ears, and then a figure walked slowly, who was it not Xiaomeng.

A touch of blue light swept by, Wang Yue didn't look at it, raised his hand and lightly pointed a finger, and a golden sword shot out, canceling each other out and dispersing.

"You shouldn't mess with me, I think you'd better stay side. If these guys are looking for death, why should they save them? Wang Yue said.

He didn't know Xiaomeng's intentions, was it because he didn't want the people of the hundreds of families to start civil strife so early, attack each other, and suffer countless casualties, and be taken advantage of by the Qin State?

However, the Taoist Tianzong is very close to the Qin State, but what is going on?

"I don't have to guess at my intentions, but I hate the feeling of being watched. ”

Xiaomeng is unforgiving, Qiu Li's sword swings out a piece of brilliance, that is the sword energy, soft and silent, but it kills people invisibly, the means of Taoist Tianzong, Wang Yue also wants to see it.

"Dust with light. ”

With a swing of the sword, it unexpectedly hit a hazy light and dust that shrouded a radius of several zhang, submerging Wang Yue in it, full of infiltrating cold colors, and everything around seemed to be dimmed, as if cut off from the outside world.

Such tricks that are almost in the illusion space are indeed similar to the Yin-Yang Family, and it is no wonder that the source of the Yin-Yang Family is Taoism.

"It's a good fantasy space, but for me, it really doesn't work. Wang Yue said.

The sword qi was like a silk thread, surging from all sides, and it was extremely light and thin, imperceptible, and the person who was looking for it was easy to be hit, but she was facing Wang Yue.

The Taiji diagram is rotating around the body, Wang Yue's body protection qi can resist these sword qi silk threads, this Xiaomeng's hand is like a sword, and he really has a good kendo attainment, but seeing that even Wang Yue's body protection qi can't be broken, his face is very shocked.

Click, bang!

The illusion space shattered instantly, and a figure flew back, quickly disappearing into the darkness, and the aura slowly disappeared.

Wang Yue looked in that direction and didn't chase it, his purpose was not Xiaomeng, just one move broke through her illusion space, which had already played a sufficient deterrent effect on her, and she knew the gap between the two.

Looking at the mirage that was gradually moving away, Wang Yue was not too worried, he could fly over by himself.

Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity to see how many masters of the hundreds of schools of thought came to die, but I didn't expect Xiaomeng's mixture, but it saved the lives of many people.

These people don't know that they are still fighting each other.

Surrounded by Qin soldiers and net killers, he couldn't go up to the mirage, and he was ruthless in the face of these Qin soldiers, killing frantically while fighting each other.

Wang Yue looked at it and shook his head, each with its own purpose, no wonder they were all a group of rabble.

Na Shengqi and Yan Dan also divided the winners and losers.

After all, Yan Dan was better than a few chips, and his skill was much higher than Shengqi, although he didn't do his best, he was also injured and repelled.

"Giant, the mirage has sailed so far that it will be difficult for us to catch up, unless we use the mechanism Suzaku. Gao gradually departed.

"Forget it, the organ Vermilion Bird will be exempted, you are not suitable to go, it is better to do your anti-Qin cause honestly and deal with these things. ”

Wang Yue didn't know when, he had already come behind them and spoke.

In the next moment, Wang Yue's figure had floated out, rising against the wind, and walking against the wind.

In the eyes of many people, it fell on the mirage. (To be continued.) )

PS: Shen Zun's helmsman is more sent