After repelling the Nine-Aperture Swordsman with one sword, Meng Qi turned sideways, stabbed Tang Shu with the sword in his right hand, and slapped the window with his left palm.
Snap!
Blocks of wood flew across the window, and a figure jumped in. The sword was as fast as a sword, as fast as a thunderbolt, and full of energy. Before the sword arrived, the round table in the room was cut directly from the middle. The fracture was smooth and smooth, just like a knife.
Tang Shu clapped his right palm, pressed his left palm on the back of his right palm, and struck out with condensed ice-like palm power.
Meng Qi formed a body seal, opened his eyebrows, blended his spirit and true energy, and took advantage of the situation to watch the enemy. He felt that there was a hot and violent aura in Tang Shu's ice-cold palm. As long as he touched it, it would explode in his body.
He is worthy of being an experienced master in the arena!
As for the swordsman, his true energy was densely packed on the blade, so fierce and fierce that he seemed to be indestructible.
All these things are reflected in Meng Qi's heart lake. The five fingers of his left hand are changing, stretching and contracting uncertainly, and they are weak and weak. The right sword changes from stabbing to point, and it touches the palm force of Tang Shu like a swallow copying water.
The palm force exploded with a bang, and the long knife fell into nothingness, striking Meng Qi's hand with a strange and unbearable force.
Meng Qi turned around, and the violent and scorching energy and ice energy that exploded disappeared, and suddenly appeared in his left palm, and slapped the long knife away with a snap.
While spinning, Meng Qi suddenly jumped out and rushed towards the wall where the swordsman stabbed him before.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the wall was directly knocked open. The sharp black and cold spear tip pierced in, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave, like a wildfire starting a prairie fire. The shadow of the gun changed as it enveloped Meng Qi.
All escape routes.
The person who came was a burly man with untied long hair and a disheveled shawl. He had an iron gun spread out in his palm and looked majestic.
Meng Qi's ice sword slashed out aimlessly, the tip of the sword trembling and hesitating.
Suddenly, the gun shadows all over the sky disappeared, and the spear turned into a rod and stabbed Meng Qi's chest.
when!
The erratic long sword moved from bottom to top, arriving later and hitting the tip of the spear, causing it to tilt upward.
Meng Qi dwarfed his body, kicked off his left foot, and was as fast as a sharp arrow. Dragging his long sword behind him, he jumped to the side of the man wielding the gun and stabbed out suddenly.
The man with loose hair retracted the tail of his gun and hit the tip of the sword, but Meng Qi's long sword suddenly changed and moved up against the barrel of the gun. Gold and iron collided, sparking out.
The man with loose hair let go of his right hand and jumped back. Meng Qi pressed his long sword and rebounded with the gun barrel. The sword pierced his protective aura and penetrated his right rib.
A stream of blood spurted out. The man with loose hair made an iron bridge, fell on his back, and escaped from the ice bridge. He swung out his spear and separated the sword.
Meng Qi did not advance but retreated, his long sword stabbing into Tang Shu's palm like an eye on his vest.
His mind became calmer, his spirit and energy moved more easily, and everything around him was like the reflection of a flat lake, clearly visible to his eyes.
Tang Shu was chasing after him. The swordsman had just melted away the violent heat and coldness, and was about to join the battle group. The swordsman strode over, the sword body condensed with energy, and it was still half a breath away from the battlefield. The man with the iron gun was right.
His ribs were injured, his back was strained, and he was waiting to recover. In other words, at this moment, in this half breath, his only enemy was Tang Shu, and he also borrowed the power of the iron spear!
In the nearby "Crescent Moon Room", Wu Qinxin, Shangguan Han and others stared at this scene with their mouths agape. In just two or three breaths, they had been fighting with each other, leaving them unable to recover. They only felt that Meng Shaoxia, the "Gentleman's Sword", had
Like a demonic shadow, he flashed around among the four Nine-Aperture masters, advancing and retreating against common sense. He actually blocked the four Nine-Aperture masters one by one with his own strength, repelled one of them, and killed one!
Tang Mingyue swallowed hard at the entrance of the stairs. She had heard from her elders that Chief Qi's cousin was very powerful, but what she didn't expect was that he was so powerful that it made people feel scared!
All the things nearby were reflected in his mind. Even the flow of Qi seemed to be witnessed with his own eyes. Meng Qi felt that he was the controller and master of this battle. The Immortal Seal was indeed not afraid of group battles, and it was equipped with a golden bell.
This is especially true with the Immortal Seal of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique! If there is no enemy stronger than yourself, a group battle will actually be beneficial to you!
Regardless of whether it was Tang Shu, a swordsman, a swordsman, or a big man with an iron gun, if he was one-on-one, if he didn't use location methods, it would be very difficult for him to win, let alone kill him. But under their siege, in just a short moment,
Even before he could pull out the evil calamity, he had already injured two people!
Of course, I have to thank Tang Mingyue for this matter. Without her reminder, I would not have been able to take the initiative and lead the four nine-aperture masters by the nose. After all, my Immortal Seal Technique is only a small success, and it is much worse than the original version. If
Being besieged by four masters at the same time, it will be very difficult to borrow strength. If you have just received the attack here and haven't hit it yet, and a new force is coming, you will definitely be in a hurry, be overwhelmed, and be in a dangerous situation.
The advantage of seizing the opportunity is that since the beginning of the war, the number of enemies fighting at the same time has always been under control and has remained at two!
In the "Baihua Pavilion", Qi Zhengyan noticed the movement, but was not in a hurry. He believed in Meng Qi's strength. Then he looked at Tang Wuye and Chief Lin and said:
"What are the Tang family planning to do!?"
As he spoke, the breath in his body surged, and he was obviously prepared.
At this time, Tang Sixun, the fifth master of the Tang Dynasty, swung out his palms with both hands as if he was well prepared, and the wind from his palms was like a wave, one wave after another. However, Master Lin's expression changed continuously, and he suddenly shot out, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed Qi Zhengyan's large hole on his vest.
Qi Zhengyan snorted coldly and slapped his right palm on the round table. A layer of frost condensed and spread quickly, freezing the hibiscus soup, freezing the jealous fish, and freezing the daughter's red. It spread until Mr. Tang Wu was leaning against him.
The body of the round table, Mr. Lin’s left hand is supporting the table.
The two of them didn't expect Qi Zhengyan to have such a method as half-step outside. They were frozen to the point of freezing, and their palms and right paws relaxed. Qi Zhengyan ducked out of the way, and each of them took another slap, and their blood was frozen.
His face was pale, trembling, and unable to move.
Under such circumstances, Qi Zhengyan would not consider the issue of violence or not being exposed. After all, he is also a person who has experienced several reincarnation missions, and he has no shortage of decision-making power!
Meng Qi's long sword barbed, mixed with the force of an iron spear to set fire to the prairie fire, and hit the weak point of Tang Shu's palm strength.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was a soft pop, and the strength of Tang Shu's palm was pierced, and the strength was borrowed. He suddenly shouted loudly, blood spurted from his palm, and he exerted force on his feet and flew backwards.
Meng Qi was about to take advantage of the situation to attack the swordsman, when his heart, which was as clear as a mirror and as clear as water, suddenly began to stir, as if something powerful had cut off his outgoing spirit and mixed innate energy.
A sense of danger arose in his spiritual sense, and Meng Qi didn't even think about it. He used the power of Tang Shu's palm to rush towards the broken window.
As soon as he stood up, he suddenly turned around and rushed to the opposite room like a phantom, smashing through the wooden doors and windows, and jumped towards Shangshui.
The swordsman who was the first to be repelled had a long sword glowing with purple light in his hand. The sword had many marks and a sharp aura wrapped around it, just like the essence. The aura made the entire Huayue Tower guests feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
, like a sharp sword hanging over their heads!
The swordsman's forehead was sweating, and he swung his sword at Meng Qi's back with great difficulty.
"Ding~~~"
The sword thrust out but did not hit Meng Qi's back. Instead, the shadow of a black bird appeared and blocked the long sword glowing with purple light.
At the same time, a mysterious wave flashed away, and a trace of struggle appeared in the swordsman's eyes. Finally, his expression changed, and he jumped out of the window and fled.
With a splash, Meng Qi fell into the water. Under the influence of the sword energy, the waves rolled.
At this time, Wu Qinxin, Tang Mingyue and others rushed to the nearest window and looked at the water worriedly.
The water surface was shaking, making it difficult to see what was going on below, but suddenly, waves surged up, mixed with a little blood, and hit the Huayue Tower.
The waves in the waves were not strong enough, and they were only halfway up before they were already slumped down. The river surface returned to silence, with neither corpses nor human figures.
In the room near the river at the end of Huayue Tower, Ye Xiaojie, the third young master of the Ye family, looked at the person opposite with a smile, and said with a slight expression of contentment: "It's time for a conflict between the Huanhua Sword Sect and the Wang family of Zhoujun."
The person opposite him looked at Shang Shui, as if in a trance: "I can actually survive under the Zi Shang sword..."
Suddenly, he looked in the direction of the Ye family, because the puppet of the Ye family was almost killed by the head of the Ye family who was armed with treasures. If he hadn't left more tricks on the head of the Ye family, he would have been in the city.
With the layout, almost everything will be lost.
Seeing Meng Qi borrowing water to escape, Qi Zhengyan returned the "Red Gold Sword with Dragon Pattern" to its sheath. He looked back at Tang Wuye and Chief Lin, pondered for a moment, then walked directly to Tang Wuye and worked hard to help him soothe his meridians and dissolve the frost.
But at the same time, Tang Wuye's acupuncture points were tapped.
You, what do you want to do? Tang Wuye was extremely shocked and asked with his eyes.
Qi Zhengyan glanced at him, his face expressionless, like a cold-blooded butcher, which scared Tang Wuye to the point of trembling, his eyes begging: I, I was bewitched...
Qi Zhengyan ignored it and waited until there was no trace of Bi Bingxue's true energy on Tang Wu Ye's body. Then he pulled out the long sword that Mr. Lin was wearing, and while unlocking Tang Wu Ye's acupoints, he used "Luxia Qiushui Sword".
A sword penetrated Tang Wuye's throat.
Tang Wuye fell to the ground, and He He made a sound. He couldn't believe that he would kill him without asking anything! Didn't he care about why he betrayed the Huanhua Sword Sect and joined the Wang family? He didn't care about the people behind this incident.
Secret?
Qi Zhengyan said expressionlessly:
"You know too much."
For him, he doesn't want to expose his own strength yet, and the sect also knows that he doesn't have any half-step exterior means left by the sect. Once the sect wants to investigate, he will fall into passivity.
He wiped the hilt of the sword, returned the sword to Master Lin's hand, and then tapped his acupuncture points to melt the frost in his body.
Mr. Lin's eyes were full of fear, but he had no choice but to be killed on the spot by Qi Zhengyan, who prescribed the medicine.
He had already thought about how to write a letter to the sect, which was that Mr. Lin was bribed by the enemy, deliberately betrayed the sect's interests, repeatedly colluded with outsiders to harm his relatives, and later took advantage of the banquet to assassinate Tang Wuye, who was close to the sect.
He also tried to kill himself and put the blame on himself. He had no choice but to use the trick provided by his cousin to kill Mr. Lin. Later, he discovered that Mr. Tang Wu had also betrayed him a long time ago and the banquet was a trap.
In short, at this moment, I am the only person who speaks for the Huanhua Sword Sect in Yicheng, and what I say is the truth.
Even if there are suspicions in the door and a real investigation is carried out, the problem with Mr. Lin will be obvious!
The door of the room was pushed open, and the other guards of Lord Tang Wu rushed in and saw Qi Zhengyan with a serious face.
Qi Zhengyan seemed to see a figure flash past from the corner of his eye, but there was no trace at all.
Tang Jing watched this scene quietly. The battle had ended before he had time to take action. At the same time, he also noticed that the strength of Qi Zhengyan and Meng Qi was not weaker than his own.
When Qi Zhengyan returned to "Huanhua Rice Shop", he saw Meng Qi looking at the tea with a heartbroken look on his face.
"Cousin, are you seriously injured?" Qi Zhengyan asked with concern.
Meng Qi shook his head. Shang Yi had just helped him from afar, but he had not actually been attacked by Bao Bing.
"Then why do you have such an expression?" Qi Zhengyan asked in confusion.
Meng Qi gritted his teeth and said:
"My Bingque, it would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this!"
Although he left safely, the Bingque Sword still shattered under the aftermath of the sword energy in the river.
"Xiao Meng, why are you feeling so sad? Since it was the Ye family that did it this time, I will ask the Ye family to get the materials later and I will refine a good sword for you!"
Shang Yi's voice suddenly reached the ears of Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan, making them both shocked and surprised.
They were shocked that Shang Yi was so powerful that he was able to cope with them when they were playing in the city. They were also surprised that Shang Yi would help them make swords, which would greatly enhance their combat power.
After the surprise, Qi Zheng said: "I will write a letter back to the mountain immediately, report the matter to the division, and ask them to send reinforcements."
"good."
Meng Qi replied casually when Qi Zhengyan wrote a letter.
Meng Qi thought for a while: "How long does it take for the letter to be returned to the mountain?"
"We have some spiritual birds that we raise in a village outside the city. We will send them out tomorrow and they will arrive at the mountain gate within two days." Qi Zhengyan answered honestly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Including the arrival of the strong men on location, it will take about three days. I hope there will be no accidents." Meng Qi nodded.
Will I have to "practice my skills" with the elders and guests from the four aristocratic families these days?
In the early morning of the next day, the two of them had just finished practicing and when Qi Zhengyan was about to rush to Zhuangzi, the clerk hurriedly came in and reported:
"Master Qi, something bad has happened! Mr. Tang is completely in a coma. Wang Zai, the Wang family, is visiting the Tang family in person. The head of the family will be decided today!"
Wang Zai, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan looked at each other and felt a little stir in their hearts. This man was the concubine of Wang's family. He was extremely talented in martial arts. He was just twenty years old and had already opened his eight apertures. He was ranked twenty-three on the list.
It's called "Shou Zheng Sword".
The guy took a breath and continued:
"Chief, there is another news. It is said that the elders of the Tang family are going to marry Miss Tang Jiu to Young Master Ye, and they will form a marriage!"
Meng Qi, however, was not anxious at all, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth:
"It seems that Master Tang Jing will appear next!"
As he said that, Meng Qi looked out the window, which was in the direction of the Tang family in Yicheng.
The original residence of the Tang family is located at the exit of Shangshui City. The courtyard is deep and the moss spreads, showing the vicissitudes and heritage of the century-old family.
Since it was Tang Wu Ye who "assassinated" the leader of the Huanhua Sword Sect and died, the rest of the Tang family did not agree to hold a funeral for him because it was tantamount to declaring war on the Huanhua Sword Sect, so only their room could be heard crying.
The rest of the mansion remains the same, but the entire mansion seems gloomy and undercurrent.
Several guards at the door peeked inside the door from time to time, occasionally looking at each other, and they all sighed.
"What do you think, Second Master? Marry Miss Ninth to that bastard Ye San!" one of the guards said through gritted teeth.
Ye San's notoriety spread far and wide throughout the city, and even ordinary people were unwilling to let their daughters marry him, let alone a wealthy family!
Another guard sighed: "The situation is stronger than the people. If we don't marry, tie up the Ye family, and stay close to the Wang family, we won't be able to establish a clan in the city."
"Bah! If the Second Master, the Fifth Master, and the Seventh Master were not stupid and gave up the strong support of the Huanhua Sword Sect, how could they have ended up in this situation? Humph, and why did the marriage get Miss Ninth? The Thirteenth Miss of the Seventh Master's family is so young
Not to mention, Miss Sixth of the Second Master’s family has already reached the age of leaving the palace!” The guard next to him cursed in a low voice, “I think the Second Master wants to take the opportunity to kick Miss Ninth out, and it’s not like there was no female head of the family in the past!”
For aristocratic families, there are very few cases of female heads of the family. Generally, there are only two possibilities. One is that the head of the house is the only daughter left in the house, and she is extremely talented, especially the men in other houses. With the support of the head of the house and the elders, this
She had just become the head of the family and recruited a son-in-law. Secondly, this woman had strong support from outside that could suppress the entire family.
Tang Mingyue does not meet all the conditions, unless Mr. Tang suddenly wakes up and makes this decision forcefully with the help of years of pressure and the elder Ke Qing who is only loyal to him. However, if he dies, Tang Mingyue will not be able to sit firmly as the head of the family, but
However, Mr. Tang and others hurriedly arranged the engagement for her and chose the worst choice, which is inevitably puzzling.
The guard who spoke first shook his head and said: "It is said that the head of the Ye family personally asked for Ye San to marry Miss Jiu, saying that he would let her control Ye San. Hey, if he could control Ye San, why would he go there by himself?"
Ye San can be so domineering, there is no doubt that he is the legitimate son of the family head.
The guards were also quite depressed when they thought that Miss Ninth, who was like a flower, kind-hearted and never put on airs, was going to marry Ye San, who was hated by gods and ghosts. They looked at each other and sighed again. They had no say in this kind of thing.