Chapter 340 Ten Interests (First update, asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 340 Ten Interests (First update, asking for monthly votes)

"Who's coming?"

As the shouts spread, Qingsan and Lieyan Demon could not help but tremble slightly, feeling as if their momentum had been taken away from them.

If both of them tried their best, they would be able to kill Meng Qi after each paid the price of injury or weakness, but neither of them believed that the other would fight to the death, so they themselves did not dare to fight, lest they become the backbone of Crazy Sword before he died. Even if he is not buried with him, he is still seriously injured and consumes a lot of money, which is an advantage to the other party.

If they are not united and wary of each other, sometimes it is better to fight one by one, but who wants to be the first to step forward?

Meng Qi's injuries were actually not as serious as they thought. The wounds caused by the Flame Man Demon's knife looked ferocious, but they were only flesh wounds. The muscles squirmed and most of the bleeding had been stopped.

This is not because he has not yet opened the eight orifices of the Golden Bell and the eight or nine mysterious functions. After all, the blazing demon also relies on the magic power to have an initial interaction between heaven and man. It is much stronger than the normal nine orifices, and it can significantly reduce the damage. It shows the tyranny of the Golden Bell Cover and the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills.

However, Meng Qi was also wearing fish scale soft armor next to his body. The soft armor was made from the scales of Ben Bo Er Ba, a monster in the exterior scene. After the Blazing Man Demon broke it open with a knife, the power of the knife was greatly reduced. If Meng Qi hadn't forcibly borrowed it from him, The power of this knife was cut through the skin by the scorching high-temperature energy contained in it, and the wound was not so deep. Of course, it was impossible for the golden bell to be broken.

Meng Qi's current injuries were mainly caused by the palm that was hit by the Qingsan people before. It was soft and cold, all-pervasive, and good at penetrating. The fish scales and soft armor were not reduced much. He basically relied on the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique and the Golden Bell Shield to resist. The Immortal Seal turned death into life, but the cold air inside still affected the blood in the meridians, making them almost frozen. If Meng Qi's Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills and Golden Bell Shield were not stronger than the meridians, I am afraid that the hands and feet would have become rigid after that palm. The sword slashed at the flaming man-demon may not have a good effect.

The scorching, high-temperature Qi of the Blazing Man Demon entered his body, and was relieved by the Immortal Seal. It actually relieved a lot of the freezing stiffness and improved Meng Qi's condition a little.

Amid the shouts, Meng Qi didn't pause at all. He could see the situation of the two of them as far as he could see.

The flaming demon has no injuries or pain, his face is as normal, and his energy is strong. Apart from a lot of mental exhaustion, he is basically still at his peak state...

Qingsanren's face was as pale as if he had internal injuries, and there was a hint of dark blue in his face, and his breath was slightly unstable...

He went crazy once and barely managed to save his life, but his strength was greatly reduced and left with internal injuries that were difficult to cure. Every time he hurt someone with his palm, it was equivalent to self-mutilation... Every time he hurt someone with his palm, it was equivalent to self-mutilation... This information suddenly flashed in Meng Qi's mind, and now it seems that it is indeed true!

Qingsanren had just used his killer move on location, and the damage to himself was definitely not low!

He is practicing Cold Palm, and the backlash cannot escape this range. If he continues to fight, his blood may freeze and his attacks will be slow...

If Qing Sanren didn't use any external moves and just relied on normal palm strikes, with his strength and realm, he would be able to persist for a long time and find a good opportunity before using his ultimate move. But just now, Meng Qi's deception of eighty-nine mystical skills found the way to kill Luohun. Xiao's opportunity forced the Qingsan people to do their best to save people, but the backlash suddenly turned serious!

In other words, Qingsan Ren cannot continue fighting for a long time. He will strive to end it as soon as possible, so he will rarely use the killing move on location. Then, before the backlash completely occurs, he will rely on his famous light skills to throw away the blazing demon and buy time to recover.

The war situation is changing, and so is the mentality of the Qingsan people. If you don't grasp this, you will die on the spot!

Meng Qi's heart stopped, as if he was watching the lines on his palm, and with the shouts of "Who's coming?" echoing, he raised his knife and rushed towards the flaming man-demon.

He openly fights against people and demons, but actually defeats them!

This is Meng Qi’s determined strategy now!

Just now, in order to block Meng Qi's escape route, the Blazing Man Demon and the Qing San Man did not stand together. Therefore, when Meng Qi was running towards the Blazing Man Demon in an unpredictable manner, the Qing San Man was sliding against the water like a ghost. Approaching, the speed is extremely terrifying, and there is no fireworks at the turning point.

With this light skill alone, he is basically invincible in battles with others. He can beat others, but others cannot beat him. If he is really defeated, he can still walk away.

If he hadn't been suffering from hidden wounds and suffered backlash, he alone would have given Meng Qi a chance to escape by resorting to various means. However, if he hadn't been suffering from hidden wounds that were difficult to heal, he would not have accepted the request in private to surround and kill Meng Qi. Strangely enough, there is a destiny somewhere.

Seeing Meng Qi's erratic figure, which looked like a demon and was unspeakably ghostly. It was completely different from the impression given by the Golden Bell Cover and the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques. The Fiery Demon was slightly stunned, but there was no fluctuation in his mood. He suddenly slashed out with his sword. , dark red and trembling, fierce flames wrapped around the blade, directly slashing Meng Qi's left side.

This was the flaw he saw.

Although he is not as good as Meng Qi in the art of swordsmanship, he has been immersed in it for many years and can be regarded as a master. There was no warning before this sword strike. At this time, dragging the flame tail, it hit the flaw in the magic demon's body skill just right. , just like Meng Qi took the initiative to hit the magic knife.

He did not choose another vulnerability, because after the previous fight, he was sure that Kuang Dao had very good close-fitting soft armor. Coupled with his physical hard skills, attacking the torso would probably give the opponent a chance to exchange injuries for injuries. Break through the siege.

Meng Qi's figure changed continuously, all of which went against common sense to prevent the Qingsan people from locking on each other. He extended his palm from a distance. Facing the blazing demon's sword, he showed no defense and used attack to attack. He struck straight at the blazing demon with one strike. On the left rib, the sword moved extremely fast, like silver lightning flashing across, the light came on, and the sword had arrived!

Dugu's nine swords enter the sword, and he uses offense instead of defense!

The Fiery Man Demon knew that "Crazy Sword" Su Meng's sword skills could be said to be enlightened by everyone, and he had already expected this. He tilted his body slightly and slashed with the devil's sword. With a loud sound, the sword struck the wound in the sky. The force of the sword continued and entangled, He mainly focused on defending, holding Meng Qi back and waiting for the Qingsan people to come over, without any intention of fighting for his life.

Meng Qi kept changing his position, flashing light, and struck six times in a row. Each sword was a point that the blazing demon had to guard against, and each displayed the essence of his sword skills, as if he was close to some truth in the world. Some are as fast as lightning, some are slow to change, some are as heavy as thunder, some are as empty as the sky, some are powerful as waves, or some are pointed directly at the soul. They can be called the pinnacle of his sword skills.

At the critical moment of life and death, Meng Qi's sword skills exploded with the potential that he had accumulated for a long time.

After a round of strong attacks, the Blazing Man-Demon blocked with left and right, and was hit hard until a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He finally managed to hold on, feeling faintly afraid in his heart. If he had no helpers, he might not be able to escape the defeat if he faced off against the Crazy Sword. ending.

The Qingsan people had already rushed nearby, and Meng Qi's movement skills were also extraordinary, like illusions and smoke, changing cleverly, sometimes going against common sense, and being weird and unspeakable, so he couldn't lock on for a while, and he didn't dare to directly make a killing move, as that would affect the blazing demon. .

Although he has no burden to kill the blazing demon, but in the fight, severely injuring his helpers and not killing the enemy will only put himself into a situation where he can't stand alone. He still understands this truth.

However, his Qinggong was indeed superb. Following Meng Qi's changes, he quickly locked onto him like a gangrene attached to his bones. He raised his palms and green energy appeared on his face.

At this moment, Meng Qi suddenly shouted:

"kill!"

The continuous violent drinking made both of them less alert. At this time, the roar of thunder shocked the soul and made people dizzy.

The Flame Demon, who was already in a state of disarray after being hacked by six swords, barely resisted the shock, and subconsciously chose to return the sword to defend, fearing that Su Meng would take this opportunity to unleash a killing move.

The wound from the sky disappeared before the eyes of the blazing man-demon. Meng Qi had turned around and slashed out with nine knives at high speed. Each of the knives brought up a purple mad dragon. Electric light overflowed, layers were compressed, and there was a roaring sound and Thunder words echoed alternately.

The nine thunder dragons gathered together, entwined with each other, and crackled continuously, as if they had turned into a rolling giant wheel, crushing the Qingsan people, and they were extremely fierce and domineering.

Being attacked by the Qingsan people's killing moves on location, and being forced to use killing moves on location to defend themselves, are two completely different things. This is especially true when being surrounded!

After this blow, Meng Qi's spirit was completely gone, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

The art of sacrificing one's body is activated, and the spirit is restored quickly.

Qing Sanren was already harboring hidden wounds, and was stunned for a moment by Lei Yan. When he came back to his senses, there was a roaring sound, and purple thunder rushed towards him fiercely. With the speed of the sword and the close distance between them, he could no longer fight. Use Qinggong to dodge.

His face was even greener, and he shot out slowly with both palms. This shot was very slow against the background of thunder, but it gave people a feeling of being frozen for thousands of years and everything was solidified.

Heavy snow suddenly fell nearby, slowly and leisurely, covering the earth with silent white.

Snapped!

The seemingly slow palms came first and struck the purple electric dragon. The thunder solidified and then broke, and the two palms hit the "Heaven's Wound" blade again.

The silvery white was sluggish, and a layer of frost formed on the blade. If Meng Qi was not using a treasure weapon, any sharp weapon would freeze and turn into slag on the spot.

puff!

Meng Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, with a dark green color. His strength was slightly inferior to that of the Qingsan people. With a strong opponent, he would inevitably be invaded by the remaining coldness. Fortunately, he had the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills, the Golden Bell Shield and the Immortal Seal.

At this time, his mind like a mirror suddenly reflected the flow of Qing San people's Qi and muscle reactions. Although it was blurry, it was indeed reflected, and it was no longer as frozen as before.

After this killing move, the backlash suffered by the Qingsan people was so severe that they even lost their realm? Only the normal nine orifices?

Meng Qi suddenly understood, gritted his teeth, and held out the long sword in his left hand, ignoring the slashes from the flaming demon behind him.

His original plan was to activate the Purple Thunder Power, forcing the Qingsan people to counter with the killing move from the outside, which caused serious backlash, making the body stiff and unable to catch up with him in a short period of time. Then he turned around and struck a blow with almost the power of the outside, even if it killed him. Without losing the Flame Man Demon, he can still use all kinds of tricks. He is injured and tries to defend first.

Finally, he seized this opportunity, mustered up his remaining strength, and escaped before the effect of the Sacrifice Technique disappeared.

But now, the backlash from the Qingsan people was much more serious than Meng Qi had imagined, so he changed his mind.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, we can't give the Qingsan people a chance to recover by using Qinggong to distance themselves!

The sword light was brilliant, brilliant to the extreme. There was no change, no way out. The divine will and sword power merged into one, fighting for the fleeting opportunity and seizing the ray of death hidden in the world.

The Qingsan man's bloodline was almost frozen, and he had no time to regain his breath and use the method of stimulating blood essence. His footsteps slipped and he had to step back to try to relieve himself. He believed that the blazing demon behind him would not die at the critical moment.

Naturally, the Fierce Demon will not live up to his expectations. Meng Qi turned his back to him and focused his whole body on the Qingsan people. How could he not seize this good opportunity?

The magic knife slashed out in a simple and clumsy manner, without any tremor, only restrained, as if it contained a fire that could burn the mountains and forests. It struck Meng Qi's neck silently, and the void nearby turned from black to red, like a raging flame brewing.

He used the killing move on location and vowed to kill him with one blow.

Suddenly, a knife appeared in front of him. It was a large knife with a strange shape that resembled a wound. How could Su Meng, who was using his sword with his left hand and using his unique skill to press the box, be distracted and use the knife with his right hand?

Astonishment flashed across his mind, and he was no longer able to change his moves, and was hit by the Heaven's Wound.

Dang!

The sound was weak, and there was only a little true energy in this knife, but the force was clever and the timing was right, slightly diverting the magic knife, so that it did not hit the neck, but directly hit Meng Qi's back near his left arm.

The fish scale soft armor was cut open, the pale gold was completely damaged, the wound was exposed, the flesh and blood suddenly burned, spreading inward, the spine was like a dragon and a snake, exposed to the eyes of the Fiery Demon.

The sword light was so beautiful that it could not be described in words, faster than Qing Sanren's stiff and slow light work, like a poem and a song, illuminating Qing Sanren's sight.

The Fiery Demon didn't draw his sword?

Puff, the sword was in his brow, and the beautiful sword light like a fairy from the sky remained in his pupils. He fell down in fear.

Meng Qi took advantage of the situation and rushed forward to get rid of the subsequent sword moves of the Fiery Demon. He was seriously injured by resisting the killing moves from the outside scene just now, and his spine was almost cut, and his hands and feet were paralyzed.

Even so, his Golden Bell Cover had broken down and no longer had the effect of reducing damage. If he hadn't used both his left and right hands at the critical moment to divert the vital points, he would have died on the spot like Qing Sanren.

Although seriously injured, his momentum was not reduced. Meng Qi turned around and looked at Qing Sanren who had just fallen to the ground, and the Fiery Demon with an expression of disbelief on his face. Blood was splattered, and he suppressed the flames and shouted:

"Another one!"

"I can only hold on for ten breaths."

Meng Qi's left hand drooped weakly, and his right hand raised the long sword. He was covered in blood, with hideous wounds and disheveled hair, almost like a demon:

"But within ten breaths, I will kill you!"

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