It is impossible for the three of them to attack without reservation and make themselves weak or even collapse. After that, the backlash and surprise attack from their companions can be foreseen.
The Evil Nine has never been an organization, and the hatred between each other is not small. They can join forces when it comes to interests, but after things are done, it is not uncommon and strange for people to fall out and be ruthless. The same is true for people from the left.
It is impossible for them to pay their own lives for this. When they have companions and follow-up reinforcements coming, it is natural for them to fight more conservatively. Therefore, they will not resist their own attacks forcefully. They mainly use their own energy to kill them. Strength, while looking for opportunities for trauma
But if they face a fatal and unavoidable attack, their years of experience and strength are definitely not fake. They can still fight hard when they should.
As he stepped forward and shouted, these clauses flashed through Meng Qi's mind one by one, as if he could predict the opponent's actions and guide his own battle.
The speed must be grasped, and one cannot be forced into danger. One must fight desperately, unless one is sure to kill the opponent with the sword within one or two moves. However, one cannot hold the intention of escaping and defending, too much dodge, not enough fighting. Let the other party deal with it calmly, spend time and resolve it, and accumulate minor injuries to serious injuries or delay time.
This is what Meng Qi already understood when he made the move
Whether you can seize the chance of survival among the three masters, you must strictly abide by this criterion.
The masters compete with each other, and the secret battle of the soul is the best.
The mentality of the Blazing Man, Mo Qing, Sanren and Lost Soul Xiao seemed to emerge clearly in Meng Qi's mind.
The long sword was raised, Meng Qi's true energy was running with all his strength, and he secretly used the magic magic body technique. Following the sword's movement, he shrunk to an inch, instantly closing the distance between him and the blazing demon.
At this time, the whimpering sound of the flute sounded, a melancholy and lingering sound that went straight into the heart. Hearing Meng Qi's inner irritability, his body seemed to have an extra layer of restraints and his movements became sluggish.
Known as the Demonic Shadow Cold Palm, the Qingsan man's body floated, as if flying close to the ground, no slower than Meng Qi's full strength, his Qinggong and body skills were truly outstanding, and he seemed to arrive later.
He raised his right hand. The surrounding white air condensed and turned into ice crystals. A palm hit Meng Qi's vest.
The snowflakes were fluttering, and the true energy was like a white ice snake, jumping out in a mighty, cold and cold way, covering all Meng Qi's dodge angles, and the power was very amazing.
Without resorting to any aggressive means, this palm was almost as powerful as Jiang Hengchuan's strike. No matter how much his strength dropped, where would his realm be after all
The palm strength has not yet arrived. The chill hit his body first, Meng Qi's blood was slightly frozen, and his movements became a little slower.
Sure enough, Meng Qi didn't directly use the killing move to stop the water in his heart. He didn't make any waves and ignored the Qing San people behind him. The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Golden Bell were fully activated, and his body was filled with dark gold. The muscles were knotted, making the clothes tight, like dragging a heavy carriage, without stopping, slashing at the flaming demon with one strike.
When Meng Qi shrank to the ground and came closer, the blazing demon had already slashed out the thin blood-red knife in his hand. With the restraint and delay of the sound of the flute, if he doesn't have time to draw the sword, he will make a fool of himself.
The thin blade vibrates at high speed, and the burning heat it brings mixes with the air flow. When it rises, red flames will appear, and the true energy will take shape. Once it is cut, it will be cut. Fire energy enters the body and burns the meridians.
His sword moves were very weird, different from those of normal people, full of awkwardness, and seemed to touch the realm of no moves, as if coming from the hands of an authentic evil demon, and it was terrifying.
But Meng Qi, who was restrained by the trembling sound of the flute and ignored the palm from Qingsanren's back, ignored it, the light of the sword changed, and the sky was filled with mist, transforming into a beautiful world.
From the very beginning of the fight, Meng Qi used his killer move on location without any reservation, as if he was risking his life.
Although under the influence of Xiao Yin, the sword was not fully effective, the flaming demon was not Jiang Hengchuan. He could resist with his own realm. Under the influence of his heart, his flaming demon sword became extremely slow and gentle. Like a mother's touch.
His expression was full of fanaticism, power, beauty, gold and silver, secret books, treasured weapons, land, etc. all came to his mind, and the thin knife was brought back, as if he wanted to take them all into his arms.
Woo, the flute played a trick, stabbing into the heart of the blazing demon. They had already anticipated Meng Qi's Ananda's breaking sword technique.
Tianzhizhi broke through the protective aura, and the flaming demon regained consciousness with the help of his own control and the sound of the flute. The thin knife trembled, and he slashed diagonally in front of his body. It seemed to turn into a long flame dragon, and collided with Tianzhizhi.
When Meng Qi did not conceal the nature of Tianzhizhi's treasure weapon, he immediately cut away the true energy attached to the blade by the blazing demon.
At the same time, Qingsanren's palm-power ice dragon had struck his vest.
Without any resistance, Meng Qi thrust out the long sword in his left hand. The sword's light was pure and bright, filled with deathly aura. It was Yama's tie that had not been used for a long time.
Poof, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was dark green, his vest and clothes were torn, and the light gold was full of cracks, but the sword was moving faster and faster.
There is no going back, there is no going back.
He relied on the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique Golden Bell Shield and the Immortal Seal to block Qingsanren's non-killing palm, supported his meridians that were about to freeze, borrowed part of his true energy, and transformed it into the sword's power, which was extremely terrifying.
The Fiery Man-Demon, who had just blocked Luo Hongchen, gritted his teeth in the face of this life-threatening sword, and slammed the thin knife back.
The surrounding void suddenly lit up, glowing dark red, as if a pile of firewood was ignited with the flaming man-demon at the center.
Sympathy between heaven and man
The thin knife traced the undulating trajectory of the fire, and it brought up a cloud of flames that, if they had substance, blocked Ziwu.
Dang, dang, dang, after a series of clashing sounds of swords, the blazing demon seized the opportunity and swung back. He did not want to fight Meng Qi, who looked like a mad tiger, so he only had to block his escape route.
He had already used the killing move on location to save the day with the last stab, so he didn't want to use any other means to suppress the situation, which would make him exhausted and exhausted.
With his strength, because he does not have the spirit of cultivation such as the magic of transformation, immortal seal, transformation of heaven and earth, even if his level is higher than that of Meng Qi, he can only have the ability of three moves.
Therefore, even if he knew that if he was strong, attacking with attack, and outside location against outside location, it would not be difficult for the Qing San people behind him to seize the opportunity and kill the mad sword with all his strength. But who are you kidding? In this way, Su Meng finally fought for his life. His killing move, which is almost as powerful as an outdoor scene, will consume you completely, and you will be dragged to death by him if you are not careful.
Moreover, it would be best if you don't have to use the method of destroying the essence and blood. It would be a headache to make up for it. Therefore, using one more location killing move is the limit.
Qingsanren hit him with a palm, and Meng Qi tried to get hurt and took advantage of the momentum to move forward, forcing the flaming demon to swing away. Then he grabbed the rebound force of the swords' clash and reverberated like a phantom demon, facing the Qingsan people who rushed forward, like smoke and ghosts.
Woo
The sound of the flute was sharp, and Meng Qi's soul was shocked, as if he had been stabbed by an invisible sharp arrow. If it hadn't been for the calming effect of the poisonous pill just now, I would have been dizzy. Then he was slapped by Qing Sanren.
He gritted his teeth, bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and endured the injury to his soul and slight dizziness. He held the knife in his right hand more firmly, and slashed down the pocket of the long knife, absorbing all the airflow and vitality around him, making the void feel like it was shrinking, and the space between heaven and earth. It seems that there is only one knife.
The sword is domineering and unparalleled in strength. The Qingsan people did not dare to be careless, and their figures floated, and they shot out with their palms intertwined. The cold air was freezing, as if they wanted to freeze the wound of the sky directly in place.
He was still halfway to the realm of outdoor scenes, and could barely judge the flow of Meng Qi's true energy, so he did not dare to underestimate this sword.
puff
The terrifying palm force struck the wound in the sky. But it is empty and powerless, like a rotten tree.
How can it be
His true energy flow turned out to be fake
Qing Sanren was shocked, and the wound between his palms suddenly jumped upwards, as if he had been waiting for this for a long time, leaping over the dragon gate, high above the sky. Nine swords were slashed out in a row, the air currents were superimposed layer by layer, and the roaring sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The target was not the Qingsan people, but the fallen soul Xiaolin Biyu at the entrance of the mountain temple.
Meng Qi's purple thunder force didn't move, and he used the force of the sword to shake the sky with wild thunder, directly triggering the wound of the sky, and the silver lightning jumped. The sword energy formed like an electric dragon, struck from a distance, cut through the void, and arrived in front of Lin Biyu in an instant.
There was a continuous sound of thunder, and a layer of charred black appeared on the ground. Several green pine trees beside the mountain road snapped with a snap, and the cuts were flat and smooth. Pine needles fell down one by one, and small electric lights continued to twine around them.
Sensing the sword energy, a deep crack appeared in the mud. The long electric dragon quickly approached Lin Biyu and locked onto it, making it difficult for her to avoid it.
And Meng Qi took advantage of the situation and followed closely with the sword energy, as if he was determined to kill Lin Biyu.
The route he took forward was very strange. He was closer to the Blaze Demon than to the Qingsan people, and it was a bit circular.
Lin Biyu didn't expect that Kuang Dao could break free and attack herself in the face of such constraints and enemies. She was good at sound skills and poisoning. When faced with the pure power of the electric light sword energy, she had no good solution. She unfolded her body skills, But he was unable to escape, and was forced in front of him in an instant.
Woo
This sound spurted out from the hole used by Yuxiao, and turned into a wall of airflow directly in front of Lin Biyu, shaking the structure of the sword and making it teeter.
Snapped
The lightning dragon slashed through the air wall.
Lin Biyu's face turned much whiter, and she seized this opportunity to breathe. Her mouth was filled with semen and blood, and her lips were stained red.
Seven short tones in a row seemed to be stacked into one, and the true energy blown out took shape, bright red and swaying, like a fire phoenix, like Bi Fang, and suddenly pounced on the sword energy.
boom
The sword energy exploded, the bright red fire phoenix dissipated, and the remaining electric light crackled on Lin Biyu's body, shattering her body-protecting Gang Qi. Many parts of her body surface were scorched black by electricity, and she fell into a brief paralysis.
When the damn Qingsan people saw Meng Qi pounce on Lin Biyu, who was unable to resist, he shouted angrily and used all his strength to attack. He clapped both palms together. The surroundings suddenly became cold, snowflakes floated in the sky, and a pool of muddy water on the ground froze.
Each of the two palms turned into ice snakes and bit Meng Qi's neck. He also used all possible means to prevent Meng Qi from killing Lin Biyu.
On the other side, the flaming man-demon was the first to swing away. Naturally, he was the first to block him. With a slash of his thin knife, it vibrated at high speed, rubbed against the airflow, and ignited the air. The released sword energy turned into a flaming dragon and struck at Meng Qi's vest.
When he took action, he subconsciously chose a non-location move. Anyway, it was just a block. There were still Qingsan people.
As expected, Meng Qi was reluctant to use the exterior moves. He suddenly turned around and instead of rushing towards Lin Biyu, he actually collided with the blazing demon's sword energy.
Suddenly, a deep wound was cut out on the right side of his body. You could almost see the flesh and bones inside, and the light gold became darker and darker.
The Immortal Seal was in motion, and with the help of the sword energy, Meng Qi turned again, like a roc spreading its wings, and missed the two ice snakes of Qingsanren in one go, and arrived in front of Lin Biyu in half a breath.
With a flash of sword light, Meng Qi rushed forward again and hid behind the pillars of the mountain temple.
With a click, the pillar was interrupted by the angry attacks of Qing San and the Blazing Demon.
Lin Biyu's eyebrows were bleeding, her eyes were frozen with reluctance and disbelief, her legs softened, and she slowly fell to the ground.
From the very beginning, Meng Qi had made up his mind to kill Luohunxiao, who could attack and control from a distance first. Otherwise, he would be helpless and unable to escape or fight, and he would definitely die.
Meng Qi slashed with his left and right swords, his clothes were torn, his muscles were bulging, the light gold was almost dark, the wounds on his body were hideous, blood was flowing, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding, he shouted violently:
first burial
In my current situation, if you want to kill me, I have to be buried with someone.
He took a step forward, his momentum was overwhelming, mighty and wild, and his voice was like rolling thunder:
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