When he saw the young man in green standing in the distance, Li Meng immediately revealed the identity of the young man through gritted teeth. Many Emei Sect disciples also screamed in surprise.
Although Qin Peng's portrait is now spread in Lin'an City, there are still differences between the portrait and the real person. When I saw the portrait before, I just felt that the person in the painting was extremely young, with a cold look in his features.
But the real person Qin Peng in front of them gave everyone an indescribable special feeling.
He has a tall figure, slender hands, jet-black hair neatly tied with a baby's breath scarf, and a handsome face that is rare to see in the world, with a mysterious smile, dressed in Tsing Yi in the drizzle in the forest.
Float gently.
This is not a demon. Rather than saying he is a demon, it would be better to describe him as evil.
Yes, there is both good and evil, and the intertwining of good and evil is the most intuitive feeling Qin Peng brings to everyone.
Combined with the major events that Qin Peng has done before, as well as the crooked ways of the evil spirits around him, Qin Peng at this moment is even more sinister and evil, which makes people's hearts skip a beat.
Qin Peng said coldly: "Leader Li, I really belong to you. You want to kill the people of the Emei sect. You want to repay kindness with vengeance. No one can stop you. But why do you still use the flame command of my holy sect's sky fire helm? Are you planning to let me
Is the Holy Sect taking the blame for you?"
There are some things that cannot be said. It would be fine if Qin Peng didn't see it. Now that the rightful owner has exposed this matter to his face, even with Li Meng's face, he feels a little ashamed.
Hu Yinyin sneered and said: "Altar master, you don't know something. These righteous people in the world are much more skilled than us in doing things like flies and dogs.
However, my subordinates only found out today that the reason why we are called demons is because we are too honest and don’t know who to take the blame for."
Xiao Sheng also followed the sarcasm and said with a smile: "Forgive me, I am a decent person, how could I do bad things?"
Li Meng and a group of masked Sea Shark Gang masters were so embarrassed that they felt ashamed of having their fig leaf ripped off in front of their faces.
Sun Wen, on the other hand, stared at Qin Peng with murderous intent: "You are that little boy from the Demon Sect. Okay, okay. I am worried that I can't find you to avenge my grandson."
It has long been no secret that Qin Peng designed the Emei Sect to fight with the Sun and Moon Sect. In Sun Wen's plan, the Emei Sect was just an appetizer. The number one murderer he was really looking for was Qin Peng.
Now that his enemy was right in front of him, Sun Wen's eyes turned red. He ignored Master Dingzhen, who was only breathing out, and rushed towards Qin Peng with great anger. Before he arrived, a pair of flaming divine palms were already fiercely struck out.
Qin Peng stood still, as if he hadn't seen him yet.
With his martial arts, no one believed that he could survive Sun Wen's powerful blow. Let alone Qin Peng, it would be useless even if the proud man of heaven who was number one on the dragon list came.
At the moment when Sun Wen's palms were smacked, Sun Wen's expression suddenly changed, and he was shocked to feel a cold light stabbing him from behind.
As expected of a superb master of the sixth level of Jiwu. At the critical moment, Sun Wen, who was making the move, was able to forcefully take a breath of energy and temporarily change his position in mid-air. In a flash, he moved three feet away like a big bird.
A flash of silver-white sword light pierced Sun Wen's original position, only half an inch away from breaking through Sun Wen. The terrifying sword energy made everyone present feel a chill in their pores.
Shi Chong blurted out: "The three-kill style will shock the gods and destroy them all!"
Among the nine sects in the world, the Emei Sect has the shortest history. It has only been established for a few hundred years. However, during these hundreds of years, the Emei Sect's reputation has not been much weaker than that of the other sects.
According to legend, the founding founder of the Emei Sect was a strange woman who wandered around the world alone due to unsatisfactory love affairs when she was young. She accidentally obtained the Double Kill Nine-nine and Eighty-One Swords from Heaven and Earth. Later, through this woman, she went to Wucunjing and finally killed her.
The eighty-one swords were reduced to three swords.
These three swords are the famous Three Killing Styles of the Emei Sect. They are as famous as the Huashan Sect's Three Ultimate Soul-Chasing Swords, the Kongtong Sect's Great Zhoutian Demon-Conquering Sword, and the Wudang Sect's Tai Chi Sword. They are also known as
The Four Great Sword Techniques of the Central Plains.
Who would have thought that Master Dingzhen, who was still dying before, would still have the energy to perform the first of the Three Killing Moves of Emei.
In fact, this is not correct. According to legend, the first move of the three-kill move is a sword that consumes all the essence and blood. It can be used as long as the wielder still has breath.
However, this sword is also a sword that sacrifices everything. After the sword is passed, the gods will not be able to save you.
The sword that burned Master Dingzhen's life-long essence, blood and skill lit up the dense forest and dispersed the rain.
That beam of sword light can not only penetrate a person's body, but also seems to have the power to penetrate the soul. Just looking at it makes people's eyes sting and they dare not touch it.
Sun Wenzheng was lucky to have avoided this terrifying sword, but he did not expect that Master Dingzhen, who was taller than him, laughed miserably, and with a slight turn of the sword light, he stabbed Sun Wen again at an unimaginable speed.
The rain suddenly became heavy.
The big raindrops were knocked away by the sword light, forming a huge fan-shaped water curtain that exploded in all directions. Every drop of water was contaminated by the power of the sword and had the power to crack rocks and pierce gold.
Sun Wen couldn't avoid it, so he roared and pushed out the Flame Divine Palm with ten successes.
Poof!
puff!
The two streams of blood mist dissipated in their respective directions, and then, a figure crashed to the ground in a state of panic, rolled around a few times, and then stumbled away.
It was none other than Sun Wen, the elder of the Rizong. It was unimaginable that the master who was glaring at the audience just a moment ago was now like a drowned rat and could only run away desperately.
However, if Sun Wen wanted to escape, he had to see if others would give him a chance.
Qin Peng, who had been watching the show for a long time, slowly drew out the Red Dragon Sword from his waist, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes: "I always hate being used by others. If you dare to kill people in my name, you must prepare yourself for me."
Prepare to kill."
The sound of rain was scary.
But surprisingly, Qin Peng's unamplified voice reached the ears of everyone present clearly, and everyone couldn't help but have goosebumps all over their bodies.
With his toes touching the ground, Qin Peng quickly rushed out.
Someone blocked the road, and it turned out to be Li Meng, the leader of the Haisha Gang. He shouted: "It's not your turn to show off your demonic power today. Elder Sun, run away. I'll take this man's head someday."
In the previous battle with Qin Peng, Li Meng and the two top masters in the gang couldn't do anything to each other, but after reflection, Li Meng found that the problem lay in Qin Peng's swordsmanship.
If it weren't for his shabby swordsmanship, Qin Peng might not be able to win against him.
With Li Meng's experience in the martial arts world, he would certainly not miss the opportunity to claim credit from Sun Wen. As long as he successfully stopped Qin Peng this time, it would be equivalent to saving Sun Wen's life.
Even if he is spurned by others in the future, he will not be without a backer. He may even become Sun Wen's confidant, which will be more conducive to saving his trapped beloved son Li Tiange.
It has to be said that Li Meng's calculations were very precise. No wonder he was able to create such a big business as the Haisha Gang.
It's a pity that he made the mistake that most people in the world should not make, and underestimated his opponent.
Li Meng swung his sword and slashed out, but saw Qin Peng in mid-air with his feet crossed and lightly stepped on. With no place to put any force, he climbed higher and higher like a ladder. He changed directions three times in a row and easily got around him.
behind.
This unpredictable Qinggong movement was beyond Li Meng's expectation. It's a long story. Qin Peng's Red Dragon Sword flew horizontally in the air, and he used the sword to use the Soul-Severing Knife.
Masters compete with each other, and there is no room for a moment of negligence. Li Meng had already consumed a lot in the previous battle, and now in shock, his reaction was half a beat too slow.
A beam of red sword light passed ruthlessly.
laugh!
A trace of blood spattered on the dead branches on the ground. Li Meng threw away his sword, covered his neck with both hands in pain, and said in shock: "Ladder... Yun Liuzong, Qin Peng..."
With a trip under his feet, Li Meng, the "rain-covering dragon" who was so powerful in water transport in the south of the Yangtze River, fell into the mud of the swamp and never got up again.
The world of martial arts is a good place. People from the lowest background can have the opportunity to become the best as long as they dare to fight hard.
But Jianghu is also the worst place. Maybe you just made a small mistake and made a decision that you thought was safe, and the price you paid was your life.
People in the charlatan will die in the charlatan. This chapter has been completed!