After leaving the tent, under Xu Wei's leadership, Jiang Zhiwei and others circled around the camp and headed to the big tent where "Pinghai King" Zhu Shou was.

It was already early morning, the sky was still dark, the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the roar of the Nujiang River was deafening.

Hurry!

The waves were swaying, hundreds of feet high, and they shot towards the rebel camp. The air quickly became dark, and the clouds and strong wind gathered, turning into a huge fist and falling down.

"Enemy attack!" The experienced guarding scene swayed the true energy, and the sound spread throughout the camp.

Zhu Shou, Wanshi Zhenren, Du Huaishu and others all came out, and saw the masts on the Nujiang River were like forests, flags covering the sky, and the "Wu Emperor" stood proudly in front, and the wind blew his shirt!

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu's hearts were bright. After the imperial army discovered that Shadow King died, they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity before Du Huai's recovery to launch a strong attack to create chaos, lay the groundwork for internal strife, and create opportunities for spies!

Just as they were planning to help fight the enemy, Jiang Zhiwei's heart moved and her left hand had a long sword sheathed behind her, as fast as if she was ready.

puff!

The sound of gold and iron hitting the wood sounded, and the cicadas woke up before the autumn wind moved!

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Xiqiu, Miao Cong was shocked and immediately restrained himself. He added a dark copper stick in his hand, and said, "It's just alert. He didn't step on the trap, but traps and other things are all icing on the cake. The most important thing is his own strength."

The breath rose sharply, from the level of entering the outdoor scene to the fourth level of heaven, which moved the heaven and earth like mountains and mountains, making the nearby hills tremble.

It is rumored that Miao Hu's only son is only the ninth grade of the Earth level. Now it seems that he is many times stronger than Bai Xiaotang's evaluation. Moreover, his age seems to be comparable to Senluo Tianjun. However, the leader of this generation that people have evaluated is less than him!

Meng Qi's heart moved and did not rush to act: "Are you a reincarnation?"

He is 90% sure about this. Only those who reincarnate can achieve such achievements at this age without being known to outsiders!

"Sure enough, you are the enemies of this camp's confrontation." Miao Cong laughed loudly, as if he was happy.

He saw the two men in black sometimes merge into one, sometimes suddenly separated, and they had already fought with Qi Zhengyan in an extremely strange way.

"I didn't expect that the enemy was in our camp instead." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows.

He had known about the possible existence of the local reincarnation person for a long time and had encountered it last time!

Miao Cong curled his smile and said in a deep voice: "The Six Ways of Ghosts actually made us the same camp as the court. We can only do it for a while. When you kill you and make up all your good deeds, you will not be afraid of being wiped out!"

Are you not afraid of being erased? They are not a death mission? It seems that their overall strength is much higher than that of us! Meng Qi has expressed the meaning contained in it.

"Miao Hou knows your abnormality?" Meng Qi asked suddenly.

Miao Cong showed a sarcastic smile: "Guess!"

He had a long stick, transforming into thousands of stick shadows, and the virtual and real were intertwined, catching up and cracking, and hitting Meng Qi violently.

Meng Qi's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled out the wound from the sky with his right hand, which seemed to be slow, but there were endless changes.

Dangdangdangdang! The long sword cuts into the shadow of the stick, slashes and picks, and eliminates and beats. Thunder and lightning continues to spread along the copper stick to Miao Cong. The true energy is difficult to block, and the treasure soldiers conduct electricity!

Bang!

With just one move, the stick shadow shattered and Miao Cong flew backwards. He hit the rock wall and collapsed countless gravels, making his head and face covered with dust. His hands were a little charred, and there was a blood mark on his chest and abdomen.

"I am very strong and have good sword skills. I have to admit that I am no match for you now." Miao Cong was still very calm.

Meng Qi suddenly felt bad. With a long sword slashed, he would create the world.

At this moment, something inexplicable was surging around Miao Cong, his breath rose step by step. In just an instant, he broke through the pass and approached the second ladder. He was in the same realm as Meng Qi, and his injuries on his body recovered!

"Burning life span is wrong, two limits?" Meng Qi frowned and asked sternly, trying to interfere with thunder!

Second limit, I have watched a comic book in my previous life and had a peak battle with the master of the Three Swords, Three Swords, and Three Divine Skills. It is not a martial arts skill, but a description. Anyone who practices "Rakshakui" will die at the age of 27, but the closer they get to the age of 27, the more explosive the strength it grows. At the time of the age of 27, the owner may even have a Dharma body or even above strength in the six realms of reincarnation. In the six realms of reincarnation, it is a Dharma body-level martial arts that need to complete specific tasks before redemption. It was rated as a explosive type of cheating and both of them!

Therefore, Meng Qi did not think that Miao Cong was practicing "Rakshakui". He was reliable in two limits. He should be a similar technique, but he may not reach the level of Dharma body unless he has an adventure.

Miao Cong had a yellow-brown aura around him, and his breath was infinitely close to the master. It was quite terrifying. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said confidently: "Do you know the second limit?"

His eyes were burning with crazy flames: "It's a pity that I can't exchange it. I was curious to have obtained a similar technique. Although the grade was not as good as it was, it was enough for me to rely on it. The danger of reincarnation was so dangerous that I could not get through without the determination to sacrifice my life!"

"This technique will burn my life span. The less I have, the greater my strength will be. The strength I will improve in one hour of the last day is stronger than the previous decades! I only have three years of life span. Can you resist it?"

Meng Qi's heart tightened. This kind of exercise can prolong life after relying on the longevity elixir. As long as it can quickly kill the enemy, and the longevity elixir has not been taken all of it, it will not die. However, I wonder how big the hidden dangers are, can the six paths make up for it?

With a lot of ideas, Meng Qi took out his sword without hesitation. Faced with such a madman, this perverted martial art must of course be killed before his life spans reached the lowest point!

This knife drew a mysterious trajectory, like a fish in the water swimming along the water flow, but the current water flow is the various laws between heaven and earth.

The light of the sword surged, and the people also surged. Meng Qi was majestic, and he had the feeling of a master. The wandering sword shadow suddenly subsided. Under the heavy "hammer", there seemed to be a black vortex in front of the tip of the knife.

"Good come!" Miao Cong practiced similar techniques, and his mind was already filled with madness. He shouted loudly, holding the copper stick in both hands and smashed it down hard, faster than the wind and sound, tearing the airflow and condensing the impact!

when!

Miao Cong flew backwards, the place where the copper stick was holding in both hands was covered with blood, and the tiger's mouth was cracked. The muscles on his body were torn and he was seriously injured.

Meng Qi was in power and was unforgivable. He pricked fire with his left hand, igniting a round of "scalding sun", emitting sword lights, wrapping Miao Cong inside. At the same time, his back squirmed, and two new arms grew, holding the Black Turtle Sword and carrying the Jade Sword!

"Okay!" Miao Cong shouted wildly, and his life span burned rapidly again, and there was nothing left in an instant. His breath broke through the second ladder with a bang, stepped into the ranks of masters, and his injuries quickly recovered!

He can decide on his own how much life span is left? Meng Qi's eyes condensed!

The long stick swung around, and the void seemed to be torn apart, condensed vortexes, absorbing all the countless sword lights that Meng Qi stabbed out. Only the sword body like a red jade was left.

When Meng Qi took a step back, the series of attacks between the Black Turtle Sword and the Jade Sword were interrupted, and Miao Congyi knocked down a rock wall again, burying the hills and valleys.

Miao Cong's strength is still increasing. His life span is still decreasing, and the yellow-brown aura turns into a layer of armor to cover it.

He grinned and said, "Can you resist the second grade of the Earth Level, a stick of incense stick of life?"

The madness is beyond words!

The long stick was smashed out again. This time, if Meng Qi had not been in the world of heaven and earth, he would have almost been unable to capture the trajectory of the stick shadow. The wound of the sky went from bottom to top, reversed the sky, and the sword light was brilliant, cutting through the darkness and shattering the chaos.

When! As soon as there was a collision, the tail of the stick swept over, Meng Qi's left hand turned into hundreds of thousands of sword lights, and layers of nets were released to eliminate it.

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Miao Cong attacked wildly, Meng Qi opened his swords and swords at the same time, and he fought with him from the ground to the air, making a ball of clouds, causing countless strong winds, heavy rains, and thunder and lightning like prisons!

Dangdangdangdang! Miao Cong's speed, strength and rhythm are all real eighth level, and Meng Qi's thinking is a little unable to keep up. If it weren't for the previous implicit practice, integrating sword techniques, sword techniques, palm techniques, boxing techniques, etc. into one, improving his martial arts realm, feeling the attack, he could make a correct response, and instinctively swing the sword to draw a sword. Whether it is a Dharma body killing move, or an external move, or a sword joint attack, he will use it whenever he is right, and he will be completely concerned about it first and pick it up at will. I am afraid that he will be unable to withstand such a crazy and lifeless attack, and it will be difficult to escape!

Boom!

Meng Qi killed Miao Cong with a sword, and his bronze stick opened the sword and hit the left shoulder.

Bang! The two of them broke through a hill. If Meng Qi had not prompted the "Kunlun Taoist Robe" in time, this stick would have probably broken his left shoulder!

This is still the case. After such a high-tempo attack and defense, Meng Qi also felt tired, and the law of the world was approaching the limit of maintenance.

Crash! The gravel flew around, Miao Cong got up again, and the burning life span was only a little small, but his breath passed through the eighth level, reached the ninth extreme, and briefly became the peak of the outdoor scene!

"In ten breaths, you can't defend it, you will die, I will not defeat it, I will die!" Miao Cong's extremely crazy attitude was perfectly matched with such a skill.

Meng Qi's heart was as calm as water, and the spiritual platform was clear and clear. Suddenly, the sword was heavy and the sword light shone everywhere. It was an illusory cave, and it turned into a micro-sized sun, and the two collided halfway, bursting out dazzling whiteness and terrifying high temperatures.

Miao Cong's vision was disturbed, his eyes were malfunctioning, and his nose and body sensations were affected by high temperatures, but he remained motionless, neither afraid nor afraid. He smashed out the long stick, tearing the void apart, and there were a few deep and terrifying cracks that appeared.

Boom!

The long stick shattered the white wall, but Meng Qi's shadow was gone in front of him. A sword light suddenly appeared behind Miao Cong, silently, and the lightning condensed and the dark thunder attacked.

Meng Qi slashed out with a knife, without stopping, and flashed in one direction, and another sword.

If you can't defend, attack!

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Qi Zhengyan faced two strange men in black and guarded like a rock. They sometimes merged into one, and their strength increased to the fourth or fifth level, sometimes separated, and attacked from front to back.

After fighting for a few breaths, Qi Zhengyan's face was expressionless and he punched it. The punch suddenly transformed into thousands of fist shadows, each of which was dark blue, like a wave of water, as if it was substance.

They are connected into a piece and turn into a vast ocean!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! Two men in black were unable to avoid it, and their bodies kept exploding and were hit by a punch, like a sieve.

Indigo Sea!

Boom! They flew backwards and broke through the hills, and their breath was cut off.

At this moment, the shadow floated behind Qi Zhengyan, and a thin sword pierced into his vest!

Liu Yuntao's expression was indifferent and his eyes were blank. Assassination like this happened thousands of times and hundreds of times.

But when she planned to draw the sword, she found that she couldn't get it away. It seemed that she didn't stab the other party, but was controlled by the other party!

She suddenly felt panic and wanted to abandon the sword, but her hands seemed to stick to the sword and could not let go of it.

Then, she heard a low sigh and saw the man in blue clothes in front of her floating lightly slap his palm back.

He did not look back, his five fingers on his left hand were completely dark, not the filthy darkness, but the deep night, like jade and marrow.

Liu Yuntao's eyes seemed to be sucked by this palm, and his soul fell into infinite hell, and he saw it slapped on his forehead. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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