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Chapter 12 The First Battle

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    The thick-backed long knife, with the power of madness erupting from fear, fear, and trembling, slashed at Cheng Yong with the momentum of cutting Huashan alone.

    Cheng Yong raised his palms, staggered back and forth, and he was going to fight hard to fly the long knife. His martial arts were far superior to Meng Qi's, and so was his eyesight. The timing of his moves was just right.  Affecting the injury on the left chest, the blood flowed out faster, the movement was stagnant, the palms were temporarily weak, and the long knife broke through the past and slashed towards the front door.

    He is a man who has experienced many battles, and he did not panic when he was in danger. He fell backwards following the knife's momentum. A lazy donkey rolled over to avoid Meng Qi's knife, but Meng Qi really had no fighting experience, so he hesitated for a moment and didn't take advantage of it.  Sheng pursued and attacked in a row while Cheng Yong was rolling on the ground.

    Cheng Yong's lazy donkey rolled halfway, pressed his palms to the ground like a toad, and kicked his right foot backwards and upwards obliquely, pointing directly at the heart of the imaginary enemy.

    This is his trick to turn defeat into victory after being forced to roll the lazy donkey many times. At this time, he also wants to use this to end the battle.

    Cheng Yong jumped up with his right foot, just in time to see the little monk with red lips and white teeth looking at him, wanting to chase but not daring to chase him. He looked like a rookie who had never fought before.

    Damn!  Cheng Yong cursed inwardly, his time-tested trick failed because the opponent was a rookie and missed the opportunity to pursue him!  This made him very depressed, and after a series of violent actions just now, he felt that his chest injury was getting more serious, the blood was flowing more and more, and he felt exhausted, gold stars popped out in front of his eyes, as if it would become dark at any time  .

    "No, we have to treat the wound first." Although he became reckless and impulsive after taking Duoxin pills, and he was afraid of the torture of the medicine and dared not disobey the orders of the master of Yinhuang Castle, Cheng Yong still had normal reason, otherwise those who were controlled  The leaders of the various factions have long been seen through.

    At this time, he clearly knew that if he didn't treat the wound, and he had to breathe a few more times, he might be seriously injured and unconscious, and he would become a fish in the little monk's case.

    Just when he was about to tear off his clothes to bandage the wound, he suddenly heard the little monk let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, stepped forward quickly, and struck again with the long knife!

    Bastard, why didn't you chase me just now?  Cheng Yong couldn't help it, so he had to deal with Meng Qi mentally, trying to resolve the battle as soon as possible to heal the wound.

    Jiang Zhiwei sat on the ground, leaning against the stone gate, and saw that Meng Qi looked like a mad tiger, and his sword was as fast as a sword.  His form was slow, and he couldn't seize the opening between the knife's movements to bully Meng Qi.

    "Punch the old master to death" Jiang Zhiwei somehow thought of this common saying, and then her heart moved, and she shouted loudly: "Slant upwards."

    Although she was hit in the dantian of the lower abdomen, she was temporarily powerless, but her eyesight was still there after opening her eyes, and she could naturally see the flaws in Cheng Yong's body skills, and Cheng Yong's speed was slow at this time, allowing her to "point out" Meng Qi,  Otherwise, the masters will fight each other in a flash, and I am afraid that the opportunity will be missed before the words are spoken.

    Meng Qi slashed for a while, and saw that his saber was like a storm, forcing Cheng Yong so close that he couldn't get close, and he had the illusion that he was a master of the generation.

    "This is the Chaotic Cloaking Saber Technique" Meng Qi thought to himself, a little complacent. Of course, he still clearly knew that this was not the Chaotic Cloaking Saber Technique, but the "Cracking Saber Technique". If Cheng Yong hadn't been seriously injured, his  He was already killed on the spot.

    "Push up diagonally." Suddenly, Meng Qi heard Jiang Zhiwei's voice, but Meng Qi, who was fighting for the first time in actual combat and had no experience in cooperating with Jiang Zhiwei, really couldn't convert what he heard into thoughts in his brain immediately.  Then quickly reflect the thoughts in the brain to the hands, and then continue to cut out horizontally as before.

    Cheng Yong on the other side could naturally hear Jiang Zhiwei's voice, his heart moved, he lowered his body and threw himself, hitting Meng Qi's lower abdomen.

    The knife flashed, blood spurted out, Cheng Yong clutched his left arm, stumbled and rolled back.

    Then, he jumped up straight and glared at Meng Qi angrily. In that pounce just now, he directly pounced on Meng Qi's horizontally slashed long knife, and his left arm was severely injured.

    What about "slanting upwards"?

    Meng Qi responded to his glaring innocently, probably also understood the change just now, and said deliberately: "I'm sorry, my reaction was too slow and I disappointed you."

    Poof, Cheng Yong was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

    "Haha." Jiang Zhiwei clutched her lower abdomen, laughing so hard that she was about to twitch, I knew it would be like this!  Haha, even if I was killed together with the little monk, I would die laughing!

    Cheng Yong was furious, and he tapped the Chengzhi sword with his right hand on his chest a few times, and the blood stopped immediately. Although the wound was too deep, he was just drinking poison to quench his thirst. After ten breaths, the wound would burst out again, and he might die directly at that time, but he also  Don't careIn other words, throwing a knife for a punch, giving him a fatal blow, may not fail to become a generation of masters in the future.  "

    "Hehe." Hearing Jiang Zhiwei's praise of his excellent martial arts skills, Meng Qi smirked a little complacently, he doesn't look like a fool learning martial arts!

    At this time, the blood on the ground suddenly squirmed and turned into words:

    "Jiang Zhiwei and Zhending rescued Cheng Yong from the sea of ??suffering controlled by Duoxin Pill, completed one of the side missions, and each rewarded ten good deeds."

    This is okay too?  Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, as if they had heard each other's heart, is killing each other called salvation?

    However, if you think about it carefully, being controlled by Duoxin Pill is indeed worse than death!

    "Our previous analysis was a bit wrong. In this case, where can we find help?" Jiang Zhiwei frowned slightly, "Maybe we don't need help?"

    Meng Qi was puzzled and distressed: "Then what's the point of this side mission"

    "Maybe it doesn't make any sense." Jiang Zhiwei suddenly exclaimed, "No, sister Qi!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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