The heavy rain made it seem like the Milky Way was upside down, and waterfalls fell from the sky. It isolated the surroundings, set off the quiet hustle and bustle, and caused a groggy darkness that made it difficult to see.
On such a rainy night, the long arrow with white feathers passed through the heavy water curtain, as if coming from Jiuyou, the cold light penetrated people's heart.
Xiao Zi was flying in the air like a cloud, unable to bear any force. Facing the ghost-like white-feathered long arrows, she could only widen her eyes in fear and had no choice.
Suddenly, in despair, she felt a weight on her body, and her whole body was pushed downwards, just in time to avoid the long arrow.
She looked back in astonishment, and vaguely saw a majestic face through the heavy rain curtain and gloomy darkness.
Meng Qi, who was thrown away, could not change his body shape. He gritted his teeth and pushed Xiao Zi away with his left hand. He pulled out the sword with his right hand and blocked it in front of him.
With a crisp sound, the long arrow heading straight for Meng Qi's throat was blocked by Jie Dao, but for the other arrow, Meng Qi had no choice but to lower his shoulders and shrink his abdomen to avoid the vital point.
Poof, the long arrow hit Meng Qi's right shoulder, making a sound of penetrating through layers of thick cloth with great force.
Fortunately, in the rainy night, it was not only difficult for Meng Qi and others to see the hidden stumbling ropes on the road, but the same was true for the ambushers. Most of the arrows they shot missed. Otherwise, even if Meng Qi was wearing the iron cloth shirt, he would not be able to see anything. There is no way to avoid the many hoods.
With a plop, Meng Qi fell to the ground, then rolled around to avoid the subsequent arrows. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out the arrow from his right shoulder.
Blood spurted out. Fortunately, Meng Qi's iron cloth shirt was small, and the wound was not deep, so it did not affect his swing of the knife.
At this time, in the dark rain curtain, one after another figures ran over, either holding long knives or thick swords, surrounding Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan and others.
Those who ambush also found that the environment was harsh and it was difficult for long-range attacks to effectively hit the target.
Meng Qi Liyu stood up straight and brandished his sword towards the enemy. He could only see the shadows of people around him and could not tell how many enemies there were. He felt that an attack would suddenly come from the rain curtain at any time and at any time.
In the darkness, every place seems to hide an enemy
It was a chaotic fight. Meng Qi gritted his teeth and walked forward quickly, actually attacking first instead of trying to escape.
At this moment, he had an extremely clear thought in his mind. Since he could not clearly see where the enemy was, the other party should also do the same.
Only by rushing into the opponent, making the situation more confusing, and using the eight steps of magic and the iron cloth shirt can you survive.
If he were to escape, with the effect of the Eight Steps of Divine Movement, it would not be difficult to escape from the current siege, but Meng Qi was worried that there were masters waiting in the dark. If he left the chaotic place, he would be able to find the target and take action. The tiger is followed by a pack of wolves, and its life is in danger.
In a few steps, Meng Qi rushed into the enemy in front of him, his footsteps kept moving, and he appeared and disappeared. When the sword flashed, there was always blood splattering and the figure fell to the ground.
During this process, Meng Qi could not rely on God to move eight steps because it was too chaotic.
He completely dodged the attack, but he knew how to avoid the vital points and resisted with his iron cloth shirt. Half a stick of incense came down. Although there were many wounds from swords and swords on his body, he was never seriously injured or lost his fighting power.
The besieging enemies became more and more frightened as they fought. Meng Qi in front of them was like a ghost in the dark night. Every time he appeared, his companions were killed or seriously injured. Most of the attacks from himself and others were directed at his own people. I had to shrink my hands and feet, and finally hurt him once, but I felt that the sword was blocked and it was difficult to penetrate deep.
Is this really a monster
They all know how to practice horizontal kung fu, but in this environment, with the cooperation of the eight steps of magic, the iron cloth shirt gave them a strong sense of inhumanity.
However, even so, Meng Qi himself was not feeling well. The enemies that seemed to be endless and the weapons that seemed to be attacking from all directions put him under great pressure. If he was not careful, he might be hit by the cover door.
Heavy rain fell, blood splattered everywhere, and the fishy salty smell entered his nose. Meng Qi fought in all directions at night and struggled to hold on. Corpses fell one after another around him, but it seemed that more people were surrounding him.
Xiao Zi fell in the mud, strained her waist and abdomen, and tried to stand up, but her body was weak and she failed. She could only watch the ambushing enemies surrounding her.
Xiao Sang, Xiao Sang was muttering something to herself out of fear and despair.
In panic, she suddenly froze, because the surrounding enemies did not approach her, but joined the fierce battle group ahead.
The rain was pouring down and lightning was rushing. Xiao Zi vaguely saw a figure walking around, the sword light was like a weaving, firmly attracting nearby enemies there.
This figure was short in stature, but at this moment he seemed so tall and reliable.
He was injured repeatedly, but he remained silent and did not let out a cry of pain, which was in sharp contrast to the screams around him.
Xiao Zi stopped talking to herself, and the fear and panic on her face gradually disappeared.
In the fierce battle, Meng Qi didn't know how much time had passed. Just when he felt that he could no longer hold on any longer, the enemy on the opposite side suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.
Although they were brave men and knew that their opponents were few, they still could not restrain their inner fear in the face of nearly 50% casualties and finally collapsed.
After all, they are not really people who are not afraid of death.
With the first one, there will naturally be a second one. Soon, Meng Qi's pressure dropped sharply.
Becoming more skillful, the enemies in front of you fell to the ground or ran away one after another.
Just as he was about to look around and help Qi Zhengyan, he suddenly saw a tall figure emerging from the woods beside the road, as fast as a galloping horse, holding a long knife.
Meng Qi, a master of energy accumulation, knew that the number of enemies around him had decreased and became empty, and that the hidden master had locked onto his figure, but he was not afraid. This was not the time to run away in a panic. He had no time to observe and could only be beaten passively. Under attack.
Now that he had discovered it in advance, Zhang Yuanshan's advice flashed through Meng Qi's mind: If he encounters an enemy with a high level of Qi accumulation, he must fight fast and slow, and trade small injuries for big ones.
The thought flashed across his mind, and after Meng Qi felt a little timid, he bravely surfaced, dodged an enemy, and faced him with his sword.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Meng Qi vaguely saw a stern big man.
The Jie Dao was swung out, and when it was about to hit the long sword, Meng Qi stepped on his feet and walked eight steps. He slipped and turned, and came behind the master like a ghost, slashing the back of the head.
The master did not panic. He was agile and moved sideways to avoid it. At the same time, he raised his long knife back and pointed it at Meng Qi's chest and abdomen, trying to force him to give up the attack.
This is a mature and prudent move.
Meng Qi gritted his teeth, and unexpectedly jumped forward. Faced with the long knife, he did not dodge or dodge.
The long knife made a deep wound between Meng Qi's chest and abdomen, and blood spurted out, creating a blood-red patch in front of the master's eyes.
When the bad long sword actually hit a real object, the master had a bad feeling and wanted to roll away to avoid it, but the counterattack force from the blade slowed him down.
The sword flashed, and the master's shocked expression froze on his face, his head flew up, and he watched his headless body slowly fall down.
Meng Qi didn't have time to check the results of the battle, so he used his back to resist the remaining enemy's blow. He felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen, his legs were weak, and his head was dizzy.
It's not a minor injury. Meng Qi laughed at himself. The opponent's strength was indeed extraordinary. This knife almost cut open his chest and abdomen, and he was already seriously injured.
However, he has no regrets. If the other party were to find out his true identity and adopt a targeted attack, his life would be in danger.
And this time the battle also made Meng Qi understand a truth. The level of martial arts is only the key factor that determines the final result, not all. Just like the opponent's strength is much better than his own, but the body that fell on the ground was his, not his. Own.
The few remaining enemies were all brave and unafraid of death. Seeing that the leader in charge of the operation was dead, they did not want to escape. Instead, they came closer and wanted to take Meng Qi's life while he was injured and weak.
Since the battle, Meng Qi had been exhausted a lot, and he did feel powerless at this time. However, he was not panicked. After killing the master of Qi accumulation with one sword, he felt strangely confident about the remaining enemies.
At this time, the sword light lit up, ethereal and misty, like smoke and mist.
At some o'clock, cold stars suddenly appeared in the fog, and several enemies in front of Meng Qi fell to the ground one after another.
Are you okay? Qi Zhengyan appeared covered in blood, whether it was his own or someone else's.
Meng Qi shook his head, tore off the monk's robe, and simply bandaged the wound between the chest and abdomen: "It's not serious, but the blood loss is a little bit more, and the energy is consumed a lot. What about you?"
Almost like that, I just met a swordsman who was very good at accumulating energy and got hit by a sword. Qi Zhengyan still looked serious, but his face was much paler. Although his strength was higher than Meng Qi's, he was not as adaptable to this kind of melee situation as Meng Qi's martial arts. He suffered some injuries. If he hadn't mastered the agility and unpredictability Whether you can survive the thirteen forms of ever-changing clouds and mist remains to be seen.
We had to enter the mountain as soon as possible, and we escaped many enemies, fearing that help would arrive. Meng Qi looked around, sighed, looked for them, and buried their bodies on the spot.
He felt that it would be difficult for Xiang Hui and Xiao Zi to survive in this situation.
Master, are you okay? As soon as the words came out, Xiao Zi stood up unsteadily, walked over, and looked at the wounds on Meng Qi's body.
Meng Qi was stunned for a moment: Miss Xiao Zi, are you okay
Xiao Zi pursed her lips and smiled, showing a hint of charm. She seemed much prettier than usual: "They have all come to surround you, Master. I am lying on the ground and no one cares about me."
At this time, Xiang Hui also covered his face and staggered over: Monk, Master Qi, how are you
You're fine too. Meng Qi became even more surprised.
Xiang Hui let go of his hand, revealing a deep wound on his face, going from the left forehead to the right cheek, which was particularly ferocious: The younger one was stabbed and fainted on the ground, but they didn't care about me, maybe they were going to I think I'm dead, but it's thanks to the monks that you attracted the enemy.
Meng Qi curled his lips and murmured in a low voice: If I had known, I would have followed suit and pretended to be dead.
However, he knew very well that if he and Qi Zhengyan did not attract the enemy, no matter how he pretended to be dead, it would be useless.
Xiao Zi looked for cleaner strips of cloth on the body next to her, tore them all off, and held them in her arms, hoping to bandage Meng Qi.
Xiang Hui turned over the corpse bitterly, looking for property, but the other party went out to kill people, so he didn't bring any secret books or property with him. He only found some hidden weapons.
Half a day later, as soon as it dawned, Meng Qi slowly woke up.
The four of them traveled all night and had already crossed the mountain. After descending the mountain, they reached the Shaolin Mountain Gate.
However, both Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan were seriously injured before. In the middle of the night, they couldn't bear it any longer, so they found a cave to rest and recover briefly and wait for dawn.
After meditating and taking a nap, Meng Qi's wounds were healed and his energy recovered a lot. He got up and moved his fists and feet, and found Qi Zhengyan guarding outside the cave. Xiang Hui covered his face and lowered his voice. Xiao Zi curled up into a ball and was still awake. Come.
Xiao Sang, don't come here. Xiao Sang, don't come close to me. Xiao Zi was talking in his sleep drowsily. He suddenly turned over and sat up, having woken up.
Master, she looked at Meng Qi a little blankly, as if she couldn't figure out the situation after waking up.
Meng Qi smiled: We have to prepare to go down the mountain, Shaolin is at the foot of the next mountain.
Xiao Zi's confused expression disappeared, she nodded slightly, and then said uneasily: Master, I, did I talk in my sleep
You are asking Xiao Sang Mengqi to make it clear.
Xiao Zi let out a cry, her face changed continuously, and she whispered: Master, you must be careful about a girl named Gu Xiaosang in the future. She is the worst and the worst villain in the world.
Why? Meng Qi's smile did not change, but in his heart he felt that this ordinary girl with no strength might have some secrets. But who doesn't have secrets? I don't know if she can survive until the end of this mission.
Well, in short, he is very bad and kills people without batting an eye, Xiao Zi stressed hard.
At this time, Qi Zhengyan walked in, the blood on his body was already dark red: Let's set off and try to enter Shaolin before noon.