The two of them slowed down at the same time, and also reflected at the same time. Jiang Hengchuan used his left palm to protect himself, and pushed out with his right palm. Meng Qi could not return the long sword. Ziwu unsheathed his sword, and the sword light was like lightning, crossing the void. The two of them also attacked almost at the same time. The move comes from physical instinct and combat experience, and the idea has not even formed in my mind.
Under the guidance of Qi, both of them entered a state of thinking first.
The long sword stabbed Jiang Hengchuan's right palm, which was wrapped with zhenqi, and made a diagonal stroke, drawing in the fierce and surging internal energy.
The palm was moved away, but only slightly, and the strong wind of true energy twisted into a ball and hit Meng Qi on the left side of his chest with a snap.
The clothes flew around and turned into pieces of flying butterflies. The skin on Meng Qi's left side was numb, and the fish scale inner armor protected his chest and abdomen. Dark gold flowed in the rest of the area, resisting the injury.
The light dimmed, and half a palm print appeared near Meng Qi's left chest. Half of it was offset by the soft fish scale armor, and half was embedded in bronze. It seemed to be naturally formed, and the palm edge was flat.
Meng Qi was an inch shorter, and his feet sank into the mud in the courtyard. This was caused by the Immortal Seal releasing its power to the ground.
In terms of close combat, there is nothing fancy about it. Meng Qi is much worse than Jiang Hengchuan. After all, the opponent is stronger and better at fists and kicks. However, he possesses the Golden Bell of Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills and the Immortal Seal, which is more powerful than Jiang Hengchuan. Jiang Hengchuan, who had body-protecting Qi, was better at fist-to-flesh fighting. With the balance between the two phases, Meng Qi's golden bell was damaged, and Jiang Hengchuan's right palm was bleeding. It was difficult to tell the winner for a moment.
However, Meng Qi also knew that this was Jiang Hengchuan's hasty move and it was not close to the true meaning of the fist. If he allowed him to adjust and try again a few times, he would be in danger.
At this point, he didn't care about so much anymore. Facing such a strong person, how could he hold back. Feeling that many experts were approaching, Meng Qi took a deep breath, made up his mind, got rid of the hesitation in his heart, and started running directly. know the secret of self-sacrifice
He practiced the art of transforming the sky and striking the earth for nearly three months, and his spirit grew rapidly. Under normal circumstances, it can support two and a half moves of Ananda's Breaking the Ring Sword Technique or Purple Thunder Sword Technique. It can activate the treasure weapons and use the crazy thunder to shake the sky. The consumption of mental and physical strength is not just a simple sum.
When in a good state, Meng Qi's spirit would be close to drying up and his physical strength would be exhausted if he slashed out like this. He could only seek help from the Sacrifice Art.
There seemed to be warm blood flowing through his body, and his spirit rose rapidly. His body no longer felt tired, and all of Meng Qi's energy and spirit merged into Tian Zhizhi. He shouted loudly and slashed out with his long sword.
The night sky suddenly became dark, dark clouds gathered, covering up the bright moon, and the strong wind danced. I wanted to go to the ninth night, and asked when the moon would come out.
it's very windy. The shave made the person's face hurt, and there was a loud bang, and a silvery white lightning struck in the air.
The wound of the sky shines brightly against the thunder, as if there are thousands of electric snakes entwining it, and raindrops fall down, surrounding the sword.
Crash. Heavy rain poured down near the viewing garden, and lightning and thunder, either silvery white or bright blue, were like wild snakes dancing wildly, and they all fell into the sky.
The thunder guides my sword
With the help of thunder from heaven. The wound from the sky turned into a giant dragon of thunder and fiercely pounced on Jiang Hengchuan.
One sword, two swords, three swords. Meng Qi clenched his teeth and slashed out nine swords at high speed. Purple thunder dragons were born one after another, with their heads and tails connected. It turned into a huge purple wheel, firmly locking onto the opponent.
The strong wind roared, and the ground of Zefeng Xiaozhu was directly lifted up. Weeds were flying and warm trees were uprooted.
Bang bang, the wall was struck down by the electric snake.
With a bang, the wing with Jiang Tabo's body collapsed directly, and everything inside was scorched black by electricity.
This knife already has the power of an outdoor scene
Nine purple electric dragons formed a giant wheel and rolled towards Jiang Hengchuan. The power of heaven and earth increased, making it impossible for him to avoid and escape.
When Meng Qi took out the sword, Jiang Hengchuan's expression immediately changed, but his state of mind soon calmed down. He raised his hands, neither attacking nor defending, as if he was farming or cultivating trees, with a look of contentment.
He started running quickly, spinning in circles, flying like a bird, or imitating trees. He looked childish, but every move he made was full of natural interest. It seemed that he was interpreting a picture of a night in the forest in just a few seconds. It is truly blending with the surrounding world, becoming one whole, acting as a part of the environment, and constantly changing the role it plays.
Looking at the situation with a knife, the figure of Jiang Hengchuan in Meng Qi's mind became mysterious and unspeakable. Sometimes he was with the trees, lush and green, sometimes he was transformed into the earth, carrying great virtues, sometimes a bird soared without being shackles, sometimes he was hidden in the dragon Jiudi, accompanied by Chongzhi, the crazy thunder that locked him just now shook the sky and lost its target.
It’s not that I’ve lost my goal, but that I can’t grasp it and can’t keep up with the changes.
Crazy thunder that shakes the sky and triggers the Heaven's Injury is indeed as powerful as an outdoor scene, but Meng Qi is not an outdoor scene, so he can only barely control this move.
That's why the power spreads, affecting houses, and the thunderclouds accumulate covering a wide area.
That's why when faced with Jiang Hengchuan's magical state and movement, he couldn't grasp his specific location and couldn't keep up with his changes.
The long sword slashed down, and the purple thunder was like a wheel, powerful and indestructible.
At the critical moment, Jiang Hengchuan dodged the edge and avoided the front. However, the violent thunder shook the sky and the damage to the sky was so terrifying that just avoiding the front was not enough.
He swung out his right palm and side-swiped the long sword, doing it with all his strength without reservation.
In Meng Qi's sight, Jiang Hengchuan's right palm became extremely large, and his five fingers stretched and contracted indefinitely, blooming like flowers, performing endless changes, and seemed to contain all possibilities and accommodate all palm techniques.
The five fingers suddenly come together, and the five true meanings are transformed into a kaleidoscope, condensed into a fist, it is indescribable.
Seeing that his fist was about to hit the front of the Purple Thunder Wheel, Jiang Hengchuan's index finger stretched out, turning his fist into a finger, and the five true meanings merged into one, showing the unchangeable amidst all the changes.
This move first comes out of the palm, then turns into a fist, and then the fingers are released from the fist. The myriad changes finally return to one. No matter the artistic conception or the change of the move itself, it has a bit of Baiyun Canggu. Things in the world are impermanent, but impermanence itself is always there. Jurisprudence.
puff
Jiang Hengchuan's index finger touched the side of the purple electric ship. It suddenly shriveled up like a water bag that had been punctured by someone.
Countless lightning and countless changes all merged into one, revealing the body of Tianzhizhi that looked like a huge wound.
Gui Yizhi, Jiang Hengchuan's unique skills saved him from danger many times.
I don’t know where he learned this finger. Maybe it's a chance encounter, but Six Doors' evaluation is: if it's perfect, at least the exterior scenes will be at their peak.
Jiang Hengchuan vomited blood and took three steps back, leaving deep footprints with each step. His face turned pale and faded with joy. It is no longer possible to maintain the state of natural interest and harmony between man and nature.
He is still a little short of the perfect unity of heaven and man.
but. In addition to the high consumption, his injuries were not serious, his strength was well preserved, and there was no other loss. He could even use the same finger again.
The remaining part of Meng Qi's spirit and body began to tire, but his true energy was still at its peak, and the effectiveness of the Sacrifice Art could not last long, and was much worse than Jiang Hengchuan's condition. But he tried his best to strike with his sword, and finally got a chance to survive. Taking advantage of Jiang Hengchuan's retreat, he stepped forward with both feet, seeming to advance but actually retreating, and suddenly crossed the ruins, as fast as a puff of smoke.
It's still raining. The dark clouds had not dispersed, and in the dark night, Meng Qi's figure looked like a ghost, rushing out of the siege before the nearby experts arrived.
Jiang Hengchuan stood on his feet and snorted coldly. He slapped his palm with murderous intent.
The right palm just struck, and the left palm followed up. The two palm forces undulated like waves, with the back wave overwhelming the front wave, rolling and galloping, the speed was unimaginable, and it crossed the void in an instant. Hit Meng Qi on the vest.
Meng Qi's clothes were torn on his back, his fish scales and soft armor rattled, and his bronze was dim again.
But his figure didn't pause and he quickly rushed to the Jinshui River, taking advantage of the wind like a sail and following the force of his palms.
Jiang Hengchuan was about to catch up, but he didn't expect that Meng Qi could use his strength to speed up his movement and throw him away in one fell swoop. He could only look at the darkness caused by the dark clouds and heavy rain.
With a splash, there was no more sound in the river.
The heavy rain stopped, the lightning disappeared, the dark clouds dissipated, and the bright moon reappeared.
The water ripples, and the cold moonlight falls on the river, illuminating patches of light. Meng Qi's figure is missing, bringing a sense of tranquility.
This is like living in a building and watching the brocade, without losing the eternal flow of the river.
Meng Qi swam upstream against the Jinshui River, changing his direction several times for fear of being overtaken by Jiang Hengchuan.
After a while, the effect of the Sacrifice Technique disappeared, and he shivered all over, almost losing strength, relying entirely on his true energy to support him.
At this time, he found a large boat parked on the river, so he approached it, grabbed the gap between the ship's planks, hid in the backlight and shadow, swallowed the elixir, avoided and adjusted his breath.
When his physical strength recovered a little, although he still felt like he was seriously ill, Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief. If Jiang Hengchuan hadn't caught up now, he really wouldn't be able to catch up. When he calmed down, with his character and Ability, it is not difficult to find the strangeness in it, and it will be explained clearly when the time comes.
Jiang Hengchuan was able to reach this point as a casual cultivator, and he was definitely not someone who thought with his muscles. It was normal to be controlled by anger once or twice, but if he was controlled all the time, he would have died long ago.
Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, there was a knocking sound from the ship's plank where Meng Qi's back was leaning.
His pupils shrank, and he held the reincarnation talisman with his backhand, then held his breath and waited for the follow-up.
Young Master, there should be no danger outside. The senior sister invites you to meet in the cabin. A young and sweet voice sounded.
Meng Qi asked in confusion: Do I know your senior sister? Or does she know me
I don’t know each other, but my senior sister said that we are destined to meet each other. The little girl explained seriously.
It’s really baffling, Meng Qi thought with bared teeth.
His strength is less than 10% of what he was at his peak. No matter what danger he faces, he can only rely on the reincarnation talisman. Therefore, he has no way to resist and has to take it one step at a time. At least for now, the other party has not shown any hostility.
Soon, a rope ladder was lowered from the bow of the ship. Meng Qi took a deep breath and quickly climbed up. Standing in front of him was a little girl. She was wearing a green dress, fresh and pleasant.
Not knowing what to call Meng Qi, he tried his best to delay.
The little girl pouted and said: Can any man know a girl's name? Come follow me, the senior sister is waiting.
The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched: I don't know what sect you are from.
Since she is called Senior Sister, she must be from a sect.
I didn’t know that the little girl was obviously stunned, but the master said that this was not important. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.