Chapter 204 Battle of Flowers and Moon
Before the sword arrives, the Gang Qi shoots out, sharp, domineering and terrifying, fully demonstrating the power of the Nine Aperture Swordsman!
Meng Qi's movement was strange. He spun on the spot and fell into the range of Tang Shu's palm. He actually used his back to eat Tang Shu's palm force alive.
Tang Shu's expression was stunned, and he immediately felt that his yin and yang spiral palm force was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace. It clearly hit the opponent's back, but it seemed like it was pouring into a bottomless abyss.
After being slapped by Tang Shu, Meng Qi took advantage of the momentum and moved forward, suddenly accelerating faster than he imagined.
His heart was like a bright mirror, with the weak and dense Gang Qi appearing vaguely. The tip of the sword was like a chef undressing an ox, slicing through the Gang Qi diagonally and hitting the long, narrow sword.
At the same time, he transformed from life to death, and a powerful spiral of yin and yang energy emerged from the tip of the sword. Combined with his own true energy, it was like a huge wave breaking through a dike, hitting the Gang Qi and the narrow long sword.
Ding!
There was a sharp clash of weapons, and the long and narrow sword swung upwards. A white figure took a few steps back, smashing through the round table and the wall, and blood spilled from its mouth.
Meng Qi, who practiced the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Golden Bell Shield, had already gained extraordinary vitality. In addition, he had absorbed the Demon Lord's essence and borrowed the palm power of a genuine Nine-Aperture master. How could the Nine-Aperture Swordsman sent by the Ye family handle it? !
However, Tang Shu's yin and yang spiral palm power was highly condensed. If he hadn't taken the advantage and made him hurriedly attack, he might not have been able to use it so smoothly. Even so, he also felt pain in his meridians.
Fortunately, although I can't release the Qi Wall to gain strength, my physical body meridians are cultivated with the Golden Bell Cover and the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, so this trauma will not have any impact!
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.
Snapped!
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 break 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 with his 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 borrowed it, it would explode in his body.
He is worthy of being an experienced master in the world!
As for the swordsman, his true energy was densely packed on the blade, so fierce and fierce that he seemed to be invincible.
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 are weak and weak. The right sword changes from a thorn to a point, like a swallow copying water, touching the palm force of Tang Shu.
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 had stabbed him.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the wall was smashed open, and 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 spear changed and 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 retreated, 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 and kicked off with his left foot. As fast as a sharp arrow, dragging his sword behind him, he jumped to the side of the man wielding the gun and stabbed out suddenly.
The tail of the man's gun retracted and hit the tip of the sword, but Meng Qi's long sword suddenly changed and moved up against the gun shaft. Gold and iron collided, sparking fire.
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, and the man with loose hair made an iron bridge, fell on his back, and got out of the ice bridge. He swung out his spear and separated the sword.
Meng Qi refused to advance but retreated, stabbing Tang Shu's palm with his long sword 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 of the cold air, 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 open. In just two or three breaths, the fight between rabbits and falcons made them unable to recover. They only felt that "Junzi Sword" Meng Shaoxia 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, 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, and 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 even more true with the Immortal Seal of Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques! If there is no enemy stronger than yourself, group fighting will be beneficial to you!
Whether it was Tang Shu, the swordsman, the knifeman, or the iron spearman, if it was a one-on-one fight, if I didn't use the external scene method, I would probably have a hard time winning, let alone killing them. But under their siege, in just a short moment, I hadn't even pulled out the evil robbery, but I had already injured two people!
Of course, I have to thank Tang Mingyue for this. If it weren't for her reminder, I wouldn't be able to take the initiative and lead the four nine-orifice masters by the nose. After all, my immortal seal method is only a small success, which is much worse than the original version. If I was besieged by four masters at the same time, it would be very difficult to borrow strength. I just borrowed it and haven't played it yet, and there is a new force hitting me. I will definitely be in a mess, struggling and in a dangerous situation.
And the advantage of seizing the initiative is that since the beginning of the war, the number of enemies fighting at the same time has always been under my control, and it has been kept at two!
In the "Hundred Flowers Pavilion", Qi Zhengyan noticed the movement, his face changed, and he picked up the long sword and was about to go out to rescue.
At this time, Tang Sixun, the Fifth Master of Tang, slapped out with both palms as if he had been prepared. The palm wind was like a huge wave, one after another, and Lin Zhushi's face changed continuously. He suddenly made a move, and his right hand became a claw, grabbing Qi Zhengyan's back acupoint.
Qi Zhengyan snorted coldly, slapped his right palm on the round table, and a layer of frost condensed and spread rapidly, freezing the lotus soup, freezing the vinegar fish, freezing the daughter's red, and spreading to Tang Wuye's body leaning against the round table, and Lin Zhushi's left hand supporting the table.
The two did not expect Qi Zhengyan to have a method similar to the half-step exterior scene. They were frozen and stiff, and their palms and right claws were relieved. Qi Zhengyan dodged and slapped them again. Their blood was frozen, their faces were pale, and they trembled and could not move.
In this situation, Qi Zhengyan would not consider the issue of whether to be exposed or not. After all, he was a person who had experienced several reincarnation missions and had no shortage of decisiveness!
Meng Qi thrust his long sword backwards, with the force of a spear blazing a prairie fire, and hit the weak spot of Tang Shu's palm power.
With a light sound of "pu", Tang Shu's palm power was pierced, and his energy was borrowed away. He screamed in pain, blood spurted from his palm, and he flew backwards with force on his feet.
Just as Meng Qi was about to take advantage of the situation to attack the swordsman, his heart, as clear as a mirror and as pure as water, suddenly began to waver, as if something powerful had separated his outward spirit and mixed true energy.
A sense of danger arose in his spiritual sense, and Meng Qi, without thinking, used Tang Shu's palm power to pounce on the broken window.
As soon as his figure rose, he suddenly turned around, like a phantom or a demon, rushed to the opposite room, broke the wooden door, broke the wooden window, and jumped towards Shangshui.
The swordsman who was repelled first had a long sword with a purple glow in his hand. There were many marks on the sword body, and the sharp aura was wrapped around it, as if it was real. The aura made the guests of the entire Huayue Tower feel the 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.
Qi Zhengyan heard the sound of breaking the wall and the window, and was shocked. He rushed to the window to check Meng Qi's whereabouts. He saw a sword energy shooting out, purple-red in color, making a harsh sound in the air, and the green leaves on the surrounding trees fell one by one, as if winter was coming, and the petiole cut was flat and smooth!
He didn't think much, and took the opportunity when the sword energy just broke the window, and used all his strength to activate the dragon-patterned red gold sword. The clouds and mist were dripping, and the cold air gathered, and then he swung it suddenly, and a cold light like ice and snow was surging and slashing at the purple-red sword energy.
The sword energy chased Meng Qi's back, "flying" to Shangshui, the river water rolled, and cracked from it, revealing a deep water mark, which was in harmony with the sword energy in the air.
The water mark rushed forward, chasing Meng Qi's projection like a venomous snake.
Bang!
The frozen aurora was hit by the sword energy, and it immediately collapsed, turning into snowflakes and falling into the river.
It was midsummer, and the snowflakes had evaporated and dissipated before they fell on the water, turning into a white mist.
The purple-red sword energy penetrated the white mist, and seemed to be much dimmer, but its speed did not slow down, stirring up the wind and clouds, and caught up with Meng Qi who was about to jump into the river.
Meng Qi was not surprised or afraid, his heart was like a mirror, and he used all his strength to operate the Immortal Seal and Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to improve his senses, improve his spiritual knowledge of the enemy, and improve the effect of Qi checking the enemy.
The sword energy was open and closed, disturbing the surroundings. In Meng Qi's heart, it was blurred and could not be grasped at all.
But when Qi Zhengyan's frozen aurora was hit by the purple-red sword energy, there was a false sound, and Meng Qi's heart was clear, and he finally grasped a trace of the sword energy!
He put his long sword behind his back, tilted, without any extra movements, revealing an indescribable precision.
Dang!
The sword energy hit Meng Qi's back, but it hit the ice tower exactly, not a hair's breadth away!
With a crisp sound, the ice tower shattered into countless small pieces, flying all over the sky, like a moth in the evening, as beautiful as a painting.
After the purple-red sword energy penetrated the ice tower, it was already dim, but the sword energy was still eerie.
With a plop, Meng Qi fell into the water, and under the influence of the sword energy, the waves rolled.
His body was emitting dark gold, confronting the purple-red tit-for-tat, and the Immortal Seal was fully activated, turning death into life!
Ding!
A little sword energy penetrated the dark gold and drilled into Meng Qi's body.
At this time, Wu Qinxin, Tang Mingyue and others rushed to the nearest window, looking at the water surface worriedly.
The water surface was shaking, and it was difficult to see the movement below, but suddenly, the waves surged, mixed with a little blood and hit Huayue Tower.
The waves were not strong enough, and they fell down halfway after rising. The river surface returned to silence, with neither corpses nor human figures.
In the riverside room at the edge of Huayue Tower, Ye Xiaojie, the third son of the Ye family, looked at the person opposite him with a smile, and said with a little pride: "The Huanhua Sword Sect and the Zhou Junwang family are about to clash." The person opposite him looked at Shang Shui, as if in a trance: "He can actually survive under the Purple Death Sword..."