The dark red cane seemed to infect Meng Hao's anger at the moment, where it swayed crazily, twitching the void and buzzing, and the dust on the ground flew up, covering Meng Hao's figure like a mist.
The cyan blouse seems to have become dark at this moment. Meng Hao’s long hair has no wind. At this moment, his anger is already overwhelming. There is a strong murderous in his eyes. This murderous intent is completely different from Meng Hao’s usual mood. .
There were bloodshot eyes in Meng Hao's eyes. He saw the helpless look of Senior Sister Xu, and saw the sorrowful smile on her face. He looked at the pale beautiful face, and when the simple smile bloomed at this moment, this smile appeared. , Became the whole world of Meng Hao at the moment.
Meng Hao liked Senior Sister Xu. That was the xinxing of young people when they saw beautiful women. They just liked it, simply liked it, and then depended on the dissolution of the Shanzong, the end of the world was broken between each other, until today’s meeting, all of this Everything, looking back at this moment, the period of seven or eight years is like a dream that is not long or short.
Seven or eight years ago, you were a girl who accepted the beauty pill in the moonlight despite being indifferent. Seven or eight years later, you were a pale, but still smiling woman.
Seven or eight years ago, I was a scholar who threw a gourd on Daqingshan and made a wish. You never know what kind of wish I made in that gourd.
Seven or eight years later, I was standing here, setting off a monstrous murderous intent, and the road behind me was filled with not many, but definitely many skeleton monks.
Seven or eight years...
For mortals, in seven or eight years, that may be a life change, for monks, maybe not many, but monks all come from mortals, so in seven or eight years, Meng Hao is no longer a scholar of the year. But that memory always exists, far from the age of forgetting.
Meng Hao looked at Senior Sister Xu and smiled, with a gentle smile on his face, with a sense of happiness from a stranger's experience, until his gaze lifted his head and looked at the long gown that had been loosened, his face was pale at this moment. A man surnamed Zhao trembling.
Just one glance, at this moment, Zhao Shanhe felt that Meng Hao’s gaze turned into two sharp swords, which directly penetrated his eyes and blasted into his mind at this moment, making his mind roar, these two The sharp sword penetrated his own flesh and blood, grinds his own bones, pierced into the meridians, and directly landed on the only Taoist platform in his body.
His Daotai is full of cracks, it is Broken Pan Daotai, but now, this Daotai is trembling strongly, if it is about to collapse under this gaze, this scene makes Zhao Shanhe almost lost.
"This... this fellow Taoist, in Xia Zhao Shanhe, the core disciple of the Qingluo Zong Zipao, fellow Taoist..." Zhao Shanhe's tongue trembled. Although he was dull, he was not stupid. When Meng Hao appeared and collapsed the pink light curtain, He immediately knew that the person in front of him seemed to be in the early stage of foundation building, but his light curtain was a treasure that could only be blasted open in the latter stage of foundation building.
He even saw the murderous intent that made him cold in Meng Hao's eyes. The intensity of this murderous intent was so strong that he had never felt it so clearly in anyone.
"Your surname is Zhao? Meng just killed one, called Zhao Binwu." When Meng Hao spoke lightly, he walked towards Zhao Shanhe. As for Zhao Binwu's name, Meng Hao got a storage bag with an identity token inside. Naturally Can know.
The first step fell, and I felt in Zhao Shanhe, as if stepping on my own heart, stepping in the gap between the heartbeats, turning into an indescribable uncomfortable, as if a pain in the chest.
Even at this moment, Meng Hao’s words also fell in Zhao Shanhe’s ears, like the roar of the sky, causing Zhao Shanhe to tremble suddenly, and he was about to retreat subconsciously, but almost at the moment when he was about to retreat. Meng Hao's gaze swept away. It seemed that this gaze possessed indescribable pressure, which made Zhao Shanhe's mind roar again, and his body trembled as he lost some power to move. The cultivation level in his body seemed to follow him at this moment. He trembled, as if facing Meng Hao, he couldn't raise the slightest courage.
This is crushing!
Meng Hao's perfect platform, after all released, formed a crushing force that crushed all the same number of platforms to build a foundation!
This is the instinct of perfect foundation building, because perfect foundation building can compete with heaven for aura, so it can crush all foundation building!
At the moment when Zhao Shanhe's body trembled and his expression was astonished, Meng Hao took the second step. As soon as the second step fell, Zhao Shanhe's face was pale, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and unprecedented fear appeared in his eyes.
"Friends of Dao...Yes...I have something to say..." Zhao Shanhe trembled. As soon as the words were spoken, Meng Hao had already taken the third step. The moment he stepped on his feet, Zhao Shanhe burst into blood directly. At this moment, the Daotai in the body could not withstand the crushing power of Meng Hao's coming, and it directly shattered a gap, causing the Daotai, which was already full of cracks, to be broken!
This fragmentation directly penetrated the entire road, making Zhao Shanhe's complexion completely bloodless, and despair in his eyes. When he was about to struggle desperately while trembling, Meng Hao's face was expressionless, but his eyes fell to the fourth with murderous intent. step.
At the moment when this fourth step fell, Zhao Shanhe's mind was shaking with a thunderous sound. His heart seemed to stop beating at this moment, as if the senses were all at this moment, slowing too much, making him feel clearly. Arrived, the Daotai in the body, at this moment, in the roar, the extra cracks suddenly spread, causing the Daotai to be directly... torn apart! !
The road is broken!
At the moment when the platforms broke apart, Zhao Shanhe uttered a scream on him that he had never had before. As the screams spread, he spouted seven or eight mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person was instantly withered. He has lost a lot of weight, cold sweat is flowing down, his face is as gray as death, and his body has resumed movement, but as if being hit by a strong force, he retreats.
But before he stepped back too far, when Meng Hao fell on the fifth step, he approached directly in front of Zhao Shanhe, raising his knees, but the position was not Zhao Shanhe’s belly, but between his legs. , A fierce one!
Click!
That kind of pain caused Zhao Shanhe’s screams to be heard more intensely. His body was even more arched, but his screams almost just appeared. Meng Hao’s right hand was already raised, and he grabbed Zhao. Shanhe's neck was firmly pinched, so that Zhao Shanhe's screams could only exist in his throat, and could not be heard at all.
He could only make a whining sound, his face was held in purple, he couldn't vent his breath, and he couldn't express his screams, which made the pain seem to be magnified dozens of times.
It made his eyes bulge, revealing the ultimate madness, his body was trembling constantly, and a resentment sprang up in this sharp pain for an instant.
But he... was powerless to resist, powerless to struggle, and even unable to speak threatening words. At this moment, his body trembled, and the severe pain made Zhao Shanhe as weak as a mortal.
"Stop!" A trembling voice came from Xu Qing's side. It was Xue Yuncui. She was trembling, and her face was pale, but the sword in her hand was always placed on Xu Qing's neck, as if it was a little stabbed. Can directly penetrate Xu Qing's neck.
She looked at Meng Hao. From her point of view, Meng Hao was as fierce and evil. His cruel methods left Xue Yuncui faceless, and her mind was broken. She didn't even dare to look at Meng Hao's eyes, but from the bottom of her heart. There was a strong regret, but now, everything was too late, she only asked the other party to let her go.
"You're Meng Hao, I used to hear Xu Qing talk about patrons, talk about you... This is a misunderstanding, I just want to leave here..." Xue Yuncui's voice was trembling, looking at Meng Hao, the sword was clearly on her In her hands, it was herself that was scared.
"I used to be a scholar." Meng Hao pinched Zhao Shanhe's neck, looked up at Xue Yuncui, and spoke lightly.
"There was a year when I read an ancient book that was said to have been passed down from the Great Tang Dynasty of the East. It described various strange methods of execution. One of them was a nightmare for several days after I saw it." Meng Hao Speaking softly, with disgust in his eyes, he lifted his left hand and pinched Zhao Shanhe's fingers inch by inch, up to his arm, up to the other hand, then the shoulder, and then the body, bit by bit, smashed piece by piece. !
This kind of pain caused Zhao Shanhe to be unconscious, but with Meng Hao, he obviously couldn't be unconscious. Until a stick of incense lasted, Meng Hao squeezed his right hand severely and squeezed Zhao Shanhe's neck directly. Broken bones.
From beginning to end, Zhao Shanhe couldn’t make any screams, even death...
"How do you want to die, I'll give you a chance to choose." Meng Hao let go, let Zhao Shanhe's body fall, and looked at Xue Yuncui.
Xue Yuncui's complexion was even paler, like a dead person, her body trembling, even the sword in her hand was trembling, she looked at Meng Hao, the fear in her heart had reached its extreme, becoming the strongest nightmare in her life.
"You... don't force me!!" Xue Yuncui screamed sternly, but her voice almost just came out, and immediately under her feet, the ground burst open, and a dark red cane rushed out instantly, entwining it directly. On Xue Yuncui’s body, before the woman was waiting to swing the sword in her hand, she was immediately rolled back seven or eight feet, shaken violently in the air, and the other vines approached and opened. Big mouth, surrounded Xue Yuncui, as if drooling, waiting for Meng Hao's order to swallow him alive.
"Don't kill her..." Xu Qing struggled to stand up, looked at Meng Hao, and said softly.
"I want to come by myself, because many years ago, I wanted to cut off her tongue." Xu Qing gritted his teeth and picked up Xue Yuncui's sword on the ground. When he turned around, the rattan was already wrapped around Xue Yuncui and passed it to Xu Qing's. before.
"Sister Xu... I..." Xue Yuncui looked at Xu Qing tremblingly, begging.
Xu Qing looked cold, holding a sword, and piercing directly into Xue Yuncui's mouth. When he stirred slowly, Xue Yuncui screamed.
"Since you can't resist, then close your eyes and enjoy it. I always wanted to tell you that you are a bitch!" Xu Qing approached Xue Yuncui and spoke softly in his ear, the sword in his hand still slowing down. Stirring slowly, until after more than a dozen breaths, when Xue Yuncui was struggling to become weak, he pierced deeply.