In fact, Meng Xichang should not have appeared at this time.
What he wants to do is to track these killers, find out where their lair is, and find their leader, the Zhusan brothers.
This was something that Miss Qixing in Bailou Town arranged for him and the Wei Dong family in addition to arranging for everyone to leave.
"These killers who accept money for their lives, do not distinguish between good and evil, and harm the natural world. They should have been killed by our Momen." Qixing said, "What's even more outrageous is that there are people in the Momen who colluded with them."
Boss Wei and Shopkeeper Lu didn't know much about Jianghu affairs, but Chief Meng Xi knew it very well.
"We have also suspected that we have been chasing these killers, but they can always escape," he said.
"Find out the movements of the Zhusan brothers." Qixing said, "I will get rid of them myself and find out the people behind them."
Therefore, in order not to alert others, the news was not announced to the Momen. However, the Wei Dong family mobilized the West Hall to assist Chief Meng Xi. The killer's movements were not easy to trace, especially since he seemed to have disappeared from the world since the last attack on Qixing.
Fortunately, in the end, he finally found out the movements of the two killers, and heard that they were going to a party with other killers, including the Zhusan brothers. Meng Xichang passed the news to Qixing, and he took the first step to keep an eye on it, and then stayed there along the way.
Make a mark.
But these two killers, although they didn't kill anyone along the way, continued to do evil.
Just now, he used a concealed weapon to start a fire, directly injuring the old man and turning a happy event into a tragedy. It was really abominable.
He couldn't help but take a step forward, maybe that step exposed him.
These killers can survive to this day, so their skills are certainly extraordinary.
Just discover it if you find it. Meng Xichang did not panic.
When they heard that he reported his name, the two killers here did not panic. Hei Pisi laughed strangely again: "It turns out that he is a brother of Momen. It's been a long time since we last met, and you are not dead yet."
Wu Laodao still had a kind look on his face and said something: "Since you are lucky enough to survive, don't be stubborn and do things that are flattering to the government and hated by your colleagues. They are all evildoers in the world, so why bother killing each other."
Heipisi laughed after hearing this.
"What you said, smelly old man, really makes sense. No wonder it's so easy for you to kill people. It's all because of your words."
Wu Laodao shook his head and sighed: "The world is deteriorating, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and they always refuse to listen to their earnest advice to die. In the end, I have to do it myself."
The two people sang and seemed to be joking and laughing, but the next moment their bodies moved together, bits of cold light, and sharp sounds piercing the air struck Meng Xichang.
Meng Xichang also took action at the same time, raised his hand into a fist, and knocked away the incoming bolide with a clanging sound. The bolide exploded around him, and the firelight reflected the iron hand in Meng Xichang's hand, like a meteor hammer.
He smashed it towards Wu Laodao as usual.
The fist was so fast and fierce that Wu Laodao flicked the whisk in his hand, swinging Meng Xichang away, and at the same time stabbed the whisk into Meng Xichang's back.
At this time, the fly whisk is no longer light and airy, like sharp thorns.
Meng Xi blocked it with his long iron arm and swung it away.
Taoist Wu rolled backwards, hearing the gloating laughter of Heipisi.
"Old Taoist, you can't even beat a cripple."
Wu Laodao took a few steps back and shouted unsteadily: "What he lacks is not a leg but an arm. The arm is not called a lame, and this guy's iron arm is a bit powerful——"
In fact, he didn't need to remind him. Hei Pi Si over there had already understood it, and Meng Xichang's fists had already surrounded Hei Pi Si like the wind.
At such a close distance, Heipisi could no longer use hidden weapons and had to raise his knife to fight. Meng Xi was extremely fast and punched at the vital points.
Heipisi kept flipping the knife to resist, making a harsh impact, and his fist hit the broad knife.
Heipisi knew that this iron fist was not afraid of being cut by a knife, but an iron arm could only scare people, but it could not kill them. He flipped the knife with his hand, and at this moment, Meng Xichang, who was approaching, flashed his eyes, turned his arm, and...
With a sound, an iron sword suddenly appeared.
No! Heipi thought in his mind, but it was already over. The iron sword drew its blade and pierced his throat.
Heipisi fell to the ground with a crash, twitched twice, spurted out a mouthful of blood and became motionless.
Meng Xichang half knelt and turned to look to the other side. Wu Laodao, who was holding a fly whisk, stopped running towards him. Even in the dark night, the shock on his face could be seen.
Chief Meng Xi raised his hand and pulled out his long sword, bringing up a string of blood drops and rushing towards Wu Laodao.
However, Wu Laodao did not hold up the fly whisk to fight, but turned around and ran away.
It made a sharp cry while running.
Is this a summons to an accomplice?
Meng Xichang did not slow down.
It just so happened that he wanted to find their accomplices and catch them all!
Wu Laodao was not in a hurry and quickly ran towards a nearby forest, but before he could use the trees to hide, Meng Xichang was already behind him and stabbed him with a sword——
There was a dinging sound.
The long sword splashed sparks.
This is not Wu Laodao's whisk, Wu Laodao has already thrown forward.
Meng Xichang put away his sword and held it horizontally in front of him, looking around him warily.
Laughter rang out in the forest.
"Wu Laodao, look how you behave when being chased."
"It doesn't look like the old god at all."
Accompanied by laughter and the whistling of the wind, seven or eight people appeared from all directions in the forest. They were dressed in different clothes and had different weapons in their hands. The same thing was the murderous aura on their bodies.
Wu Laodao rolled and crawled forward a few steps, then stood up, gasped for air, and made a sound.
"Look at the excitement, he killed all the four black men!" He shouted, "He is a Mo disciple!"
Someone laughed and said, "You haven't been killed yet, haven't you?"
Another person screamed strangely: "Don't worry, old Taoist, I will avenge you if you die."
"What's the big deal about the Mo disciples? Things are different now." Some people mocked in a long tone, "If we kill the Mo disciples, we can still go to the government to receive the reward."
The people around were talking and laughing easily, which was also threatening and intimidating - they didn't care about the man holding the sword with blood dripping from it.
Meng Xichang remained motionless, not panicking, looking for opportunities to attack.
"This kid can't wait any longer." said a man in white robes waving a fan, "Let's choose, who will come first?"
"Bet, bet." Another person said, "How many moves can kill this kid."
The forest became noisy, and murderous intent surged toward Mengxi like a wave.
"Don't waste time." One person shouted, "Boss Zhu said that the Mo disciples are tracking us, so let us eliminate the traces and leave."
He walked out slowly, holding a pair of full-moon scimitars in his hands, and looked at Meng Xichang, who was gradually surrounded.
"Come together and kill him."
With a shout, he jumped over first with his sword. At the same time, others around him, including Wu Laodao, who was still breathing, also rushed towards him.
A strong wind blew in the forest.
One person was fighting against seven or eight people, but Meng Xichang still had no fear. He swung his sword to attack and blocked the scimitar that first attacked.
But he knew that in the end he would not be able to stop so many people from attacking him.
I'm not afraid of death. The only regret is that these people will run away if they alert the enemy.
He can't leave any more signals to Qixing.
Miss Qixing's trip will end up being in vain.
After deflecting the knife, Meng Xichang swung his sword and stabbed him. He could feel the murderous aura coming from the front, back, left and right.
do not care.
Even if you die, you have to drag one with you.
Meng Xi stabbed the man on the left with his long sword, waiting for someone else to pierce him again.
At this moment, a stream of light came from outside the dense forest, and the men standing outside saw from the corner of their eyes that it was the shadow of a sword.
When the sword shadow entered the forest, the branches and leaves wherever it passed were shattered and scattered. They were also swirled by the sword air and followed, and the sword shadow instantly became overwhelming.
"What--"
No one or thing has spoken yet.
The four people standing on the outside even just turned their heads.
The sword shadow struck suddenly, and the four of them flew up at the same time, with blood splattering everywhere in an instant.
As soon as the sword was slashed out, the sword energy disappeared immediately, the wind and thunder also dispersed instantly, and with a popping sound, seven or eight pieces of corpses fell to the ground.
Wu Laodao looked at the whisk in his hand. The whisks had all been cut off, leaving only the dust handle.
Despite this, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground, looking ahead in disbelief.
what?
In the night, I saw a person walking among the flying dead branches and leaves. He had black hair in a high bun, a green shirt and a cloth skirt, and held a six-foot sword in his hand.
