The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The night is deep and the mountain breeze is cool, Meng Qi carries Hualun on his back, unfolds the Wind God Leg, and dashes along the most approaching Dao road back to Qinshan City.

“Young Master Meng’s lightness art is not trivial…” Hualun is born in Shinichi, and has a certain ability to discern the quality of martial arts. At this time, I feel the power of Chasing Wind and Grasping Shadow, and I can’t help it. A secret compliment, but recalling Young Master Mengs heroic gestures and words in the ruined temple, his heart is always restless. After all, Young Master Meng is no less than Four Apertures or Six Apertures, among the followers of Luoism nets, there is no shortage of believers above this level. An expert, being too arrogant and being too arrogant will only fall into a desperate situation.

“Fortunately, his lightness art is good.” Hualun thought fortunately. According to the lightness art movement technique currently shown by Young Master Meng, he can still run away if he can’t beat it!

Meng Qi has pride in his heart, but he is not negligent. Four Apertures runs at full capacity, watching the six directions, listening to all directions, in order to prevent the sneak attack.

In the dark night, the forest, mountains and rocks are like monsters lurking quietly, baring fangs and brandishing claws, which makes people feel palpable.

Suddenly, one silhouette from the mountain forest on the left and right sides of Meng Qi swept out, holding a long and strange weapon in his hand, attacking Meng Qi one by one.

“Be careful!” Hualun paid close attention to the movement of all around.

tone barely fell, he saw Meng Qi’s long sword stab left and right like a drunk waving, after the sound of d_ng d_ng, the two silhouettes retreated diagonally to the front, blocking the road.

These two people are dressed in black, white robe, with loose hair, resembling a ghost, and the weapon they hold is a long stick with a hook in the front, which is quite special. After a little adjustment, they continue to face Meng Qi Pounced.

Hualun’s gaze narrowed, and he entered the secret path for Meng Qi sound transmission: “Zhoushan Twin Ghosts, Four Apertures’ masters, lock sticks are special weapons, and good can seize people.”

< p>He seized the time to let Meng Qi understand his opponent and improve his chances of winning.

Before speaking, because Meng Qi and Zhoushan Shuanggui are both in front of them, they have already touched and arrived together.

When the lock stick took the Meng Qi long sword and swung it down, the wind was overflowing, and the power was not small.

“They like to work together to fight against the enemy, better than many Six Apertures experts.”

Meng Qi long sword does not hide, and sends it into the hook in front of the lock stick by itself, and then The other party’s old strength was exhausted, and when the new strength wasn’t yet produced, he stirred up, flew the lock stick, and hit the front end of the other falling lock stick.

Two clinks, the lock sticks flew horizontally, Meng Qi stabbed left and right, Zhoushan’s twin ghosts screamed back, covering their faces, and fled into the mountain forest in a hurry.

“It is said…” Just halfway through Hualun’s words, when Zhou Shan’s twin ghosts were defeated, they could only stop abruptly and gave a compliment, “Young Master Meng, good sword technique!”

< p>“It’s overpraised.” Meng Qi smiled and said, without chasing after him, he continued down the mountain road. After exiting the forest, there was a dangerous mountain road ahead. It was a cliff on the right and a cliff on the left, and the miasma could be vaguely seen. Diffuse.

At this moment, a person turned out from behind the rock at the entrance of the mountain road, both of his hands cross-chested, holding a long sword, coldly looking at Meng Qi and Hualun, without taking action sneak attack, but slowly greeted.

“‘Listen to the thunder sword’ Mo Cheng, the realm of Six Apertures or Seven Apertures, the famous lone swordsman of Three Mountains and Four Rivers, he is aloof, disdainful of siege or sneak attack, and he has become Luoism. Believers.” Because there is still some distance, Hualun can finish the words calmly, with a heavy tone.

“Young Master Meng, you must be careful, Mo Chengs “Seven Swords of Listening to Thunder” is one of the rare sword techniques in the “Three Mountains and Four Rivers”. He himself is also a great Sects. Foreign recognized expert……” Hualun spoke extremely fast and idiomatically.

Mo Cheng long sword once exhibited, there is very little change, as fast as lightning, implying the sound of wind and thunder.

“Seven thunder swords, fast swords of the first class…”

Faced with Mo Chengs thunder sword, Meng Qi did not defend the counterattack, and stabbed with one sword. Pointing to Mo Cheng’s wrist, and then sent first!

Mo Cheng’s face bounced slightly. As soon as the long sword turned, he had to change his moves to intercept Meng Qi’s sword. Otherwise, before he hit the opponent, his wrist would be stabbed and it would be difficult to hold the sword.

His long sword circled around like a fan, but the Iced Fault Sword that Meng Qi pierced out suddenly cocked, unexpectedly changed its direction, and pointed diagonally at his throat.

Mo Cheng is too late to change his tricks, he can only retreat two steps in a row, avoiding the scope of long sword.

When Meng Qi retreats, as if he had already expected it, he followed forward. As he advances and retreats, he always maintains a constant distance, as if he has been measured!

Looking at this kind of battle, Hualun was a bit stunned, and already stopped describing the characteristics of listening to the thunder seven swords.

Mo Cheng saw that it was difficult to avoid the throat piercing sword. He gritted his teeth and pierced the long sword out, also pointed at Meng Qi’s throat, hitting the abacus that was born to death.

As long as the other party is unwilling to suffer from both sides, or even perish together, oneself can be relieved!

Meng Qi long sword suddenly turned, completely contrary to the principle of using the sword, and slapped Mo Cheng’s left shoulder with the sword. With great strength, he directly slapped Mo Cheng out of balance and staggered sideways uncontrollably. , His long sword naturally lost its accuracy and failed to stab Meng Qi.

Mo Cheng is on the right side of the cliff. After staggering a few steps, he directly planted and fell into the clouds and mist. The sound of screams stunned the birds in the mountains.

In this fight, the rabbits flew up and down, but after a few breaths, Mo Cheng was completely defeated, and Hualuns Tinglei Qijian has not yet begun to describe in detail.

He fell silent, not knowing what to say.

Meng Qi did not delay, set foot on the mountain road, and rushed at night.

The mountain road is narrow enough for two people to walk sideways, but for people with outstanding lightness art movement techniques like Meng Qi, there is no problem at all, like walking on the ground.

Half way, Meng Qi and Hualun, who drove Eye Aperture, saw a silhouette running along the mountain road ahead. Obviously Mo Cheng’s screams caught the attention of the colleagues, so they went retrograde Go, plan to intercept on the mountain road.

Hualun’s tone became particularly solemn: “It is the Luoism vacancy who injured me, at least Seven Apertures, the black Divine Palm Major Perfection, and the strength is still above Mo Cheng.”

He was vaguely afraid of this ambassador, reminded Meng Qi again, and planned to describe the peculiarity of the other party’s martial arts.

Meng Qi rushed with his sword, and after two breaths, he met with the Luoism futurist. The long sword was cut out without any means, crookedly, like an ordinary person who did not understand martial arts.

“His movement technique is secretive, and he likes to show a weak spot on the left to lure the enemy.”

Being blank makes facing this unreasonable sword technique, it is inevitable to be taken aback, double palms interlock , I have to shoot at the body of Meng Qi long sword.

Meng Qi long sword suddenly hits horizontally, pats it in the air to make the palm of the hand, the whole person flies up with strength, the sword light shines again, clear and pure.

“His right hand black Divine Palm can make double…” Before Hualun finished speaking, he saw Meng Qi Great Roc Spreading Wings flying over the head of the air carrier, arriving at his Behind.

He hurriedly turned his head and saw that Hang Kong made his face down on his back, and also fell into the cliff. He could vaguely see a trace of blood on his brows, his eyes widened and his expression frozen.

This is too fast… Hualun thought blankly.

In this sword, Meng Qi incorporated the “Yama Invitation” into Dugu Nine Swords. Although it is incomplete, it is enough to kill the empty envoy when the weak spot is seen!

With both feet on the ground, Meng Qi didn’t turn his head back, completely indifferent to the empty envoy behind him, and continued to rush with the sword, without any doubt about the effect of the sword just now.

The mountain road is steep and long, but under Meng Qi’s full speed, he quickly arrived at the mountain foot. As soon as he turned to the official road leading to Qinshan City, he saw a fat Great Buddhist Monk standing in front of him. , Pestle the thick and heavy water mill monk staff.

Hualun opened his mouth, and finally chose to shut his mouth, without saying a word.

Fat Great Buddhist Monk dances monk staff, the wind is heavy, assaults the senses.

Meng Qi long sword randomly, stabbed the monk staff at a certain position on the stick body, the monk staff immediately lost control, and seemed to have suffered four or two strokes of ingenuity, suddenly changed the direction, and made Great Buddhist Monk fat. Charge to the side.

Meng Qi avoids slightly, speeds up, and passes by, long sword has steep hair, quickly retracts, and continues to run wildly. Behind him, the fat Great Buddhist Monk water mill monk staff falls to the ground, clutching his chest, and slowly falls under.

The official road of “Three Mountains and Four Rivers” is fairly flat. Meng Qi Wind God Leg used his full strength and strode to the meteor. It didnt take long for him to vaguely look at the city of Qinshan, while the Hualun on his back has been maintained. In silence, his eyes were slightly lifeless.

“Hua Young Master, why didn’t you describe the fat monk’s situation just now so that I can be targeted?” Meng Qi smiled suddenly.

Hualun said in a dull voice: “I think it’s meaningless, and there’s not enough time to finish…”

Suddenly the ruined temple appeared in his mind. In the scene where he was deeply impressed, Young Master Meng flicked his sword loudly, heroism reaching to the clouds: “Let’s wait for them to try the sword.”