When the clouds collided with each other, the earth-shaking thunder broke out, and under this cloud, Meng Hao and Zhou Jie, the two took a step at the same time, and the moment they looked at each other, they each exploded with the power of spiritual consciousness. .
The attack of spiritual consciousness is without a trace, but in terms of killing intent, it is more killing than magic weapon!
At this moment, Meng Hao and Zhou Jie had a meal at the same time. If they were hit by countless mountain peaks, blood spilled from the corner of Zhou Jie's mouth. When they raised their heads suddenly, their faces became slightly hideous.
Meng Hao also shook his body, his mouth was slightly astringent, but the blood was not enough to overflow the corners of his mouth. With a cold snort, he took another step forward. When this step fell, the two bodies shocked again.
Zhou Jie’s complexion was slightly pale, knowing that he had no advantage in spiritual consciousness. He did not hesitate to take a few steps back, pinching his left hand to the three-foot incense stick held in his right hand, and immediately this incense stick of tobacco. When twisted and tilted in an instant, it turned into a machete shape and went straight to Meng Hao.
Even when he rushed out, the cut tobacco that turned into a machete spread out the outline of a figure. When I looked at it, it seemed as if a person was holding a machete, slashing towards Meng Hao in the air.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his left hand pinched a finger forward, and immediately the two long-awaited wooden swords beside him whizzed out in a strong buzzing, like two long rainbows that wanted to open the sky. He went straight to the scimitar man in an instant.
The moment they are approaching, there is no dodge, no entanglement, as if they are enemies of life and death. At the moment they are approaching, they directly collide with each other, as if this collision must have one side to break, and this collision must be divided. Out of life and death.
As the roar echoed, Meng Hao kept raising his hands and waving them. If there was an invisible thread connecting him to the two wooden swords, as Meng Hao danced, the two wooden swords glowed several meters, whistling. The sound spread all around, and more ripples reverberated, making the raindrops all around tremble and dare not approach.
The sound of booming and booming one after another, Zhou Jie has a strange light in his eyes, and his left hand is also lifted, and while waving in front of him, he presses the incense sticks in his right hand from time to time to make more shredded tobacco, which is just a blink of an eye. In front of him, there were dozens of weapons turned into shredded tobacco, and an equal number of people appeared, and went straight to Meng Hao from all directions.
Meng Hao's expression remained the same. Seeing these tobacco silhouettes approaching, he lifted his hands outwards and suddenly scattered, and immediately the two wooden swords screamed, and the spirit of the world around him suddenly seemed to be affected by the two wooden swords. After absorption, when the sword light reached ten feet directly, the two wooden swords became like two stegosaurus, quickly circling around Meng Hao, becoming a circle of sword shadows.
The booming sound spread, and the phantoms of tobacco that came, all collapsed one by one, and they couldn't get close to the slightest for a while.
"Since you like protection, Zhou will help you protect it." When Zhou Jie spoke lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his left hand pinched the incense stick fiercely. Under this press, the incense burned. The speed immediately increased, and a large number of shredded tobacco appeared, turning into layers of smoke rings in mid-air.
These smoke rings were bigger than one, and when they appeared at this moment, they went straight to Meng Hao, and they had already enveloped Meng Hao in the center, as if they were to be trapped.
Seeing that Meng Hao's figure was about to be swallowed by these smoke rings, Meng Hao's expression remained the same, but he opened his mouth and spit out, and immediately thunder fog appeared. This thunder fog had absorbed a little bit in Meng Hao's place. Heavenly Tribulation also absorbed the meaning of thunder in Fang Ding. Although it was very rare, there were some strange changes. As soon as it spread at this moment, the sky suddenly rolled over.
The dark clouds that caused this rainy night caused thunder and lightning to crash down the surrounding sky in an instant, making Meng Hao's surroundings, wherever the thunder fog spread, turned into a pool of thunder in a blink of an eye.
The thunder fog spread, the lightning wandered, and the world roared, the smoke rings just touched the thunder fog, and they all shattered like they were torn apart.
This scene caused Zhou Jie's eyes to shrink, but before he could use any more methods, Meng Hao's figure stepped out of the thunder fog.
Around him, the fog rolled, the thunder roared, and the lightning wandered away. Two wooden swords led endless lightning, and there was a vicious meaning of killing between the shuttles. Meng Hao’s hair had no wind and the wind and rain were on the side. At this moment, He is full of shocking monsters.
In the faint, there seemed to be a touch of domineering, this domineering feeling appeared in Meng Hao for the first time!
"Mengmou prefers to take action." Meng Hao said lightly, and his steps were already taken during the words, as if mixed with infinite aura, it turned into an ancient beast, going to conquer the earth.
Zhou Jie's expression changed, and he forced himself to retreat subconsciously. At this moment, Meng Hao felt completely different from his previous defense, full of fierceness, as before, the sword was in the sheath, but now... the sword is already... Out of the sheath!
Revealed!
One step, two steps, three steps... Meng Hao took three steps, the thunder became more roaring, the lightning was overwhelming, Meng Hao's whole body cultivation base broke out, and the spiritual sense spread. Zhou Jie was shocked and knew that Meng Hao's momentum should not be allowed to rise again, otherwise If that happens, this battle will be even more difficult.
Almost at the moment when Meng Hao's third step fell, Zhou Jie's eyes were decisive, and his right hand was lifted and let go. Suddenly, the incense stick that was now only two feet away flew up on its own.
However, Zhou Jie had some bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and he quickly pinched the formula with his hands in front of him, and gave him a violent push.
"Green smoke all the way to Xiguan!" As soon as the words came out, as Zhou Jie pushed forward with both hands, the incense that was more than two feet immediately burned like time, and the moment it burned for a large amount, and it spread out. A thick cloud of smoke went straight to Meng Hao.
"Blast!" Zhou Jie said fiercely, and immediately the dense cloud of smoke collapsed and exploded. The surroundings seemed to vibrate. The bursting sound directly overwhelmed the thunder, covered the lightning, and set off like a blue wave. The impact, as the collapse exploded, exuding a wave of destruction.
Meng Hao's body shook, and the thunder fog around him was directly dissipated by the force of the impact in this roar. The two wooden swords in front of him stubbornly resisted, and Meng Hao's body withdrew four or five steps in a row, fiercely. When he raised his head, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Big Daozi, as expected, each one is different..." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when his eyes flashed, Zhou Jie's expression was a little pale, but the cold light appeared in his eyes, and he pushed forward again.
Immediately the burning incense reduced again, making the incense less than two feet away, and a large amount of smoke came straight to Meng Hao.
"Blast!" Zhou Jie's eyes were more red, and the moment he opened his mouth with a low growl, the smoke collapsed and exploded again, but at the moment when the cloud of smoke collapsed, Meng Hao already raised his right hand and moved forward quickly. Five shots were taken.
Qingluo five beats!
These five beats were fast and completed in a blink of an eye. At the moment when the devastating impact of the collapse of the smoke spread, Meng Hao's handprints appeared in front of him, and he went straight to the impact of the explosion of smoke.
At this moment, the earth-shaking reverberation spread, and the rain around him was shattered. Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his body took a step instead of retreating, and the five perfect platforms in his body were moving, and he raised his right hand again. Five consecutive beats.
One big mudra, two big mudra, in a blink of an eye, in front of Meng Hao, ten big mudra suddenly appeared. From a distance, the scene was extremely shocking. The ten big mudra exuded golden light, whizzing and whistling. Go and go straight to Zhou Jie.
The bloodshot eyes of Zhou Jie have taken up everything. At this moment, his hands are constantly pinching the tactics. The burning incense in front of him is rapidly reduced. In the blink of an eye, it burns completely, setting off more smoke, and heading straight to Meng Hao’s. The handprints left, and at the moment they touched each other, they collapsed and exploded.
The violent wind roared, the surrounding vibration was strong, the ripples spread rapidly, the trees on the earth shook violently, the rain from the sky and the earth were all shattered, blood overflowed from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth again, but his expression was even sharper.
At Zhou Jie's place, his body stepped and stepped back for seven or eight steps. He couldn't bear it anymore, he spouted a big mouthful of blood, his complexion instantly paled, but his eyes showed the same sharp glow.
The two did not speak, looking at each other, they all understood that this battle... is far from over.
Zhou Jie just used the same magic weapon, his own sect skills have not been used yet, let alone some assassins, and Meng Hao is the same here.
After the two looked at each other for about three breaths, Zhou Jie looked up to the sky and smiled.
"Qingyun Mahamudra, a familiar technique. Since the Mencius Brothers will do this technique, let’s discuss it today. Why is my Qingluo Sect’s Qingyun Mahamudra named Qingyun!" Zhou Jie raised his right hand as he laughed. His breathing seemed a little weird at this moment, and as he breathed, an afterimage appeared in the process of raising his right hand.
Each afterimage is a palm, a total of twenty-six afterimages. After all the afterimages were turned out at this moment, Zhou Jie's eyes flashed suddenly, his right hand was raised to Meng Hao, and he pressed it through the air.
"This is the Qingyun handprint!" As Zhou Jie's words echoed, he shot a huge handprint, emitting a blue light, and condensed in front of him. This handprint seemed to be composed of mist, it was a blue mist. , That is Qingyun!
Qingyun handprints rushed straight to Meng Hao while whistling, wherever he passed, the surrounding roar, no matter the mystery or the momentum, directly surpassed the fragments of the Meng Hao Society.
Meng Hao's eyes showed cold light, and he didn't say a word. His personality was like this. He seldom spoke when fighting against others, and everything was in his hands.
At this moment, he raised his right hand, his index finger made a fierce stroke on his thumb, and the moment the blood shed, the world in front of Meng Hao's eyes had become bloody.