That time in Yong'an City, the two did not fight each other, and even the temptation of breath was only a touch and go. But Tang Tian understood at that time that this woman was extremely powerful.
Meng Wei's attack was like lightning, her whole body was like a sharp sword, cutting through the air, and the long sword in her hand was shrouded in a rich golden light.
Really strong!
Tang Tian felt a stinging pain from the imposing manner of rushing towards him.
Tang Tian's fighting spirit was boiling, and his forward speed suddenly increased. The sickle blood cat blades in both hands were opened, and the cat's cry lingered around him.
He didn't open the Peacock King Eye, he wanted to try, how strong this woman is! Dazzling light shone at Tang Tian's fingertips, and the light belonging to the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw shone again.
The wind is like a knife cutting the face, and the heart is like a fire without fear.
This is the strongest enemy I have ever encountered!
Seeing Tang Tian rushing over without showing any sign of weakness, Meng Wei made it clear that he was fighting hard, and his piercing eyes narrowed suddenly, with a cold light like stars. In mid-air, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword trembled.
The two figures collided head-on like two dazzling bolts of lightning.
Tang Tian's heart skipped a beat when the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw hit the opponent's long sword, no!
Terrifying but savage power came from the opponent's long sword. Before Tang Tian had time to react, his whole body was like a ball being kicked away by a wooden stick, turning into a straight phantom, plunging headlong into the sand dune.
boom!
The huge force caused this small sand dune, which is about ten meters high, to explode directly. The scene of hundreds of tons of sand bursting like a goddess scattering flowers is extremely spectacular.
Tang Tian's mind was a little dazed, his mouth was full of sand, and before he could react, a sword light pierced through the sand screen and appeared in front of him.
In desperation, Tang Tian shielded his face with both palms.
Boom!
Tang Tian, who was hit hard, flew upside down again, his palms aching like cracks.
Meng Wei is like a gangrene, one sword after another, the sword moves are unpretentious, simple and neat, but the power is extremely terrifying. The golden light shrouded in the sword body was a deception. No one would have imagined that this petite body possessed such terrifying power.
Tang Tian was completely stunned.
He is known for his strength, which he has always been quite proud of, but the power transmitted by Meng Wei's sword makes him almost powerless to parry.
Meng Wei's strength is three times that of Tang Tian's!
With pure physical strength, combined with simple and simple swordsmanship, Tang Tian's true strength and martial skills were defeated.
If it weren't for his amazing intuition and strength far stronger than ordinary people, he would have died under Meng Wei's sword long ago.
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In Yong'an City, Fatty Li and Mo Weitian are watching the battle.
Fatty Li was a little disappointed: "Tang Tian is dead. The six guards of Tumen, Meng Wei is the strongest, there is no suspense."
Mo Weitian watched Tang Tian being completely crushed and beaten, and his palms were sweaty from nervousness, but when he heard Fatty Li's words, he subconsciously said, "Not necessarily, the city lord, don't worry."
"Oh, could it be that Master Mo thinks that Tang Tian still has something to do?" The fat man was a little surprised. He immediately shook his head and sighed, both resentful and jealous: "Tu Ruhai's life is good! Tu Ruhai and I are enemies, and the situation of the six guards of the Tu family is still the same. Be clear."
"Oh, I would like to hear the details." Mo Weitian said without taking his eyes off the light curtain.
"The Six Guardians of the Tumen are the six strongest warriors created by Tu Ruhai himself. There were thirty-six warriors who were selected at the beginning, but only six were left in the end. All the belongings were squandered. It’s ridiculous that I still laughed at him for being ridiculous and stupid, and I was as stupid as a pig!”
Mo Weitian glanced at Fatty Li's figure, and really wanted to say that you are actually a pig...
Fatty Li continued: "This Meng Wei is Tu Ruhai's most perfect work. Among the 36 people in the preliminary selection, Meng Wei was the weakest at that time, and only practiced the most basic martial arts. She is an orphan picked up by Tu Ruhai on the road. At that time, he was only eleven years old and skinny. Tu Ruhai used his blood to transform these thirty-six people. Soon, some of them couldn't hold on and died. As the blood continued to upgrade, there were only six left. And Meng Wei , one more round of transformation than the other five. No one thought that the yellow-haired girl back then would become the strongest."
"Tu Ruhai actually did such a thing?" Mo Weitian's face turned blue with astonishment: "Isn't the black soul forbidden to do such a thing?"
Fatty Li said helplessly: "The black soul is a mixed bag, and now there are so many elders, who cares about you. Tu Ruhai is not the only one who does this. Besides, if you love me, don't bloods need money?"
Mo Weitian was speechless.
"Meng Wei's blood is one of the ten temples of the equator, Cetus, [white whale blood]." Fatty Li bared his teeth and took a deep breath: "This is the out-and-out equatorial silver blood, the constellation blood with the power of the constellation, isn't it?" Those things with a name. Her strongest is strength, the power of the white whale, but unfortunately she has not fully activated the blood, otherwise, who can stop her with the power of the whale?"
Mo Weitian was silent, the equator silver blood, these five words made his face ashamed.
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Sima's family.
Sima Xiao was dumbfounded: "What a savage girl! Senior brother, her swordsmanship is amazing!"
It has to be said that the strength and demeanor displayed by Meng Wei completely suppressed Tang Tian. It was crisp and neat, without any sloppiness, and was so suppressed from beginning to end that Tang Tian couldn't lift his head. There was no violent storm, just the seemingly ordinary sword after sword, but it was full of a suffocating sense of oppression.
Qiu Zhijun had a slightly pale face, and his brows were slightly frowned: "It's not the right way. She relies on the power of blood, and her comprehension on the sword is very ordinary."
"Such a powerful bloodline, isn't that the polar-level bloodline?" Sima laughed and was moved.
"No, it's at the equatorial level." Qiu Zhijun stretched his brows and returned to indifference: "On the ten palaces of the equator, there is only one constellation that is good at strength, Cetus. This woman has a peaceful breath and clear eyes. It should be [white whale blood]. The white man among the whales has a flawless heart."
The smile on Sima's smiling face disappeared, and his expression became serious.
There are many kinds of bloodlines, but the real high-quality goods are mostly divided into three schools: constellation bloodlines, ancient bloodlines, and new bloodlines.
The blood of the constellation contains the power of the constellation, so it is powerful. The creatures living in this constellation are subjected to the baptism of the power of the constellation day and night, and have a certain chance to give birth to the blood of the constellation. The more you bear the power of the constellation, the purer the blood of the constellation will be. Therefore, the blood of the lords of the constellations in the past will be very strong. Their descendants also have a high probability of inheriting this bloodline.
The ancient bloodline is the bloodline handed down from those ancient fighting races. The various ethnic groups in ancient times have experienced countless generations of reproduction, and the intermarriage of various ethnic groups has made the bloodlines become heterogeneous. This has the advantage that people will become smarter, but the disadvantage is that the fighting instinct has almost disappeared. Bloodline experts are trying to continuously refine and search for ancient bloodlines so that people can regain their fighting instincts.
However, new bloodlines are a broad collective term, which refers to some bloodline experts trying to fuse and mutate to generate new bloodlines. Many of these bloodlines are bloodlines that have never existed in history, so they are collectively called new bloodlines. But this kind of blood, after all, is an artificial thing, and often has many unpredictable defects. Therefore, this kind of bloodline is not popular in the market, and no one dares to try it lightly.
Cetus is one of the ten halls of the equator, and most of its constellation power is in the hands of the constellation master. Those who can provide silver rank [Moby Dick Blood] are definitely not low in the constellation of Cetus.
Sima Xiao suddenly burst out laughing, wondering why he was worried about Tang Tian, he suddenly asked curiously: "If senior brother meets her, what can I do?"
"She is very smart. She uses her strength to overcome ingenuity. She cuts off numerous branches and takes the stem, and her power is multiplied." Qiu Zhijun said indifferently, "It's a pity that she has no one to guide her, and she has too little understanding of swords. When you meet a real swordsman , she will be in trouble. The sword is in strength."
"It's okay, okay!" Sima smiled and patted his chest as he passed by: "With my senior brother covering me, my life is safe, and I won't end up in the same fate as Tang Tian."
"Don't underestimate Tang Tian." Qiu Zhijun shook his head and said: "Look carefully, although he was suppressed in a mess, he didn't show signs of defeat. His strength is not weak, his intuition is amazing, and his will is tenacious. Don't underestimate this person. "
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Tang Tian gritted his teeth and held on. With every sword strike, his whole body trembled violently, his muscles trembled, and his skin seemed to be burning red. In a blink of an eye, he was dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.
The scariest thing was his hands, which were almost severed, completely unconscious.
Meng Wei in front of her was tireless, sword after sword, just like a prehistoric monster. Uncle said that women are fire-breathing tyrannosaurus rex. Tang Tian scoffed at this statement before. But today, Tang Tian felt that what the uncle said was too correct. Apart from not being able to breathe fire, the Meng Wei in front of him was no different from the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
But Tang Tian didn't know that Meng Wei was shocked, not inferior to him at all.
Meng Wei counted silently in her heart, she has swung thirty-one swords!
No one has ever been able to block her thirty-one sword strikes!
Tang Tian blocked from left to right, shaky and ready to collapse at any moment, but the Thirty-One Sword passed, but it just didn't fall. One sword and two swords, if Tang Tian blocked it, Meng Wei would still think that he was lucky, but after the thirty-one swords passed, the fool would not know, it was definitely not luck.
It wasn't just Meng Wei who realized that something was wrong, many people had begun to notice that Tang Tian, who had been retreating steadily and was completely suppressed until now, was struggling to hold on.
Meng Wei stopped, she finally understood that she underestimated Tang Tian. An attack of this intensity could not pose a threat to Tang. Tang Tian is stronger than she thought, but let's stop here.
Meng Wei raised the long sword in her hand and stood it in front of her.
Under the suffocating attack just now, Tang Tian's excellent intuition was brought into full play.
Holding on a little bit, after experiencing the initial shock and panic, Tang Tian gradually got used to this kind of attack intensity that he never imagined before.
It's a frightening, life-and-death habituation process, but once you get over it, it's a whole new world.
It turns out that the strongest opponent is only like this...
call... call... call...
The clothes on his body were torn to pieces by the overflowing energy. Sweat rolled on Tang Tian's face, his body was like a body fished out of it, steaming and white. He opened his mouth wide, panting heavily, letting the sweat flow into his mouth.
Salty…
Tang Tian pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and grinned, extremely ugly. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if recovering his strength.
I have seen your sword skills...
Now, it's my turn...
In mid-air, Tang Tian's bowed body suddenly straightened up a little bit, and he raised his face, with crystal clear sweat falling on the desert below him.
Meng Wei noticed something, her heart skipped a beat.
Under the glare of the sun, that sweaty face was filled with a palpitating tranquility.
Eyelashes covered with beads of sweat trembled, as if the door to another world trembled.
Tang Tian's eyes slowly opened.