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Chapter 157 Night walk

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    The night was dark and the mountain breeze was cool. Meng Qi carried Hua Lun on his back, stretched out his Fengshen legs, and ran along the shortest road back to Qinshan City.

    "Mr. Meng's lightness kung fu is nothing small" Hua Lun was born in a real school, and he still has a certain ability to distinguish martial arts from good to bad. At this time, he felt the power of chasing the wind and shadows, and couldn't help but secretly praised him. However, he recalled that Mr. Meng in the ruined temple  He is always uneasy in his heart due to his arrogant posture and words. After all, Mr. Meng only has four or six orifices, and there are many masters above this level among the followers of Luojiao.

    "Fortunately, he is good at lightness kungfu." Hua Lun thought happily, according to the lightness kungfu and body skills that Mr. Meng has shown so far, if he can't beat him, he can still run away!

    Meng Qi is full of pride, but he is not negligent at all. His four orifices are fully functioning, his eyes are watching all directions, and his ears are listening to all directions, so as not to be attacked by others.

    In the dark night, the forest and rocks are like monsters lurking quietly, baring their teeth and claws, making people palpitating.

    Suddenly, a figure flitted out from the forest on the left and right of Meng Qi, holding a long and strange weapon in his hand, and attacked Meng Qi one by one.

    "Be careful!" Hua Lun paid close attention to the movement around him.

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Meng Qi's long sword stab left and cut right like a drunkard. After the sound of ding ding, the two figures retreated obliquely forward, blocking the road.

    These two men were dressed in black and white robes, with disheveled hair, and they looked like ghosts. The weapons they held were long sticks hooked in front, which were quite special. After a little adjustment, they continued to rush towards Meng Qi.

    Hua Lun focused his eyes, and said to Meng Qi through voice transmission: "Zhou Shan has two ghosts, a master with four orifices, and a lock stick is a strange weapon, a soldier who is good at seizing people."

    He seized the time to let Meng Qi understand his opponent and increase the possibility of winning.

    During the conversation, since the two ghosts Meng Qi and Zhou Shan were both rushing forward, the two had already bumped into each other.

    As soon as the lockstick held Meng Qi's long sword, it swung down on the head, the wind overflowed, and the power was not small.

    "They like to join forces to fight against the enemy, and they are better than many masters with six orifices."

    Meng Qi didn't hide his long sword, and sent it into the hook in front of the lock stick by itself. Then, when the opponent's old strength was exhausted and new strength was not generated, he stirred upwards, and the lock stick flew away, hitting another falling one.  The front end of a lock stick.

    There were two ding dongs, the lock sticks flew horizontally in unison, Meng Qi stabbed left and right, Zhou Shan's ghosts backed away screaming, covered their faces, and fled into the forest in a hurry.

    "It is said that" Hua Lun was halfway through speaking when he saw Zhou Shan's two ghosts fleeing, so he could only stop abruptly and praised, "Mr. Meng, you have good sword skills!"

    "That's amazing." Meng Qi smiled and said without catching up. He continued down the mountain road. After leaving the forest, there was a dangerous mountain road ahead. There was a cliff on the right and a cliff on the left. Miasma could be vaguely seen.  .

    Just at this moment, a person came out from behind the rock at the entrance of the mountain road. He held his sword with his arms crossed and looked at Meng Qi and Hua Lun coldly.

    "'Ting Lei Jian' Mo Cheng, with six or seven apertures, is a well-known lone swordsman in three mountains and four rivers. He is aloof and arrogant, and he doesn't bother to besiege or sneak attack. Unexpectedly, even he has become a Luo sect follower." Because there is still a distance, Hua Hua  Lun could finish the sentence calmly, with a rather heavy tone.

    "Mr. Meng, you must be careful. Mo Cheng's 'Tinglei Seven Swords' is one of the rare sword skills of 'Three Mountains and Four Rivers'. He himself is also recognized as a master by several sects" Hua Lun said  Very fast and authentic.

    When Mo Changchang sword is stretched out, there are very few changes, as fast as lightning, implying the sound of wind and thunder.

    "Tinglei Seven Swords, the first-class fast sword"

    Facing Mo Cheng's Tinglei Sword, Meng Qi didn't defend and counterattacked, and stabbed out with a sword, pointing directly at Mo Cheng's wrist, unexpectedly he came first!

    Mo Cheng's face jumped slightly, and when he turned the long sword, he had to change his moves to intercept Meng Qi's sword, otherwise he would be stabbed in the wrist before he could hit the opponent, making it difficult to hold the sword.

    He circled his long sword and spread it out like a fan, but Meng Qi's Ice Que sword suddenly tilted up, changed direction unexpectedly, and pointed obliquely at his throat.

    It was too late for Mo Cheng to change his moves, so he could only take two steps back to avoid the range of the long sword.

    When Meng Qi retreated, he stepped forward as if he had expected it. Every time he advanced and retreated, he kept the same distance all the time, as if he had measured it!

    Watching such a battle, Hua Lun was a little stunned, and had stopped describing the characteristics of Tinglei Seven Swords.

    Seeing that it was difficult to dodge the stabbing sword, he gritted his teeth and stabbed out the long sword, pointing at Meng Qi's throat as well, with the plan of surviving after death.

    As long as the other party is not willing to hurt both sides, or even perish together, I can relax!

    Suddenly Meng Qi's long swordHe slammed and slapped Mo Cheng's left shoulder with the sword body completely against the principle of using a sword. With such great force, Mo Cheng lost his balance and staggered uncontrollably to the side. Naturally, his long sword was also lost.  Aim at the head, but failed to stab Meng Qi.

    To the right of Mo Cheng was a cliff. After staggering a few steps, he fell straight down and fell into the clouds. The screams startled the birds in the mountains.

    This fight was ups and downs, but Mo Cheng was completely defeated in a few breaths, and Hua Lun's Ting Lei Seven Swords has not yet begun to describe in detail.

    He fell silent, not knowing what to say.

    Meng Qi didn't delay, set foot on the mountain road and hurried on at night.

    The mountain road is so narrow that two people can only pass sideways, but for someone like Meng Qi who has excellent lightness kung fu, there is no problem at all, as if walking on flat ground.

    Halfway through, Meng Qi and Hua Lun, who opened their eyes, saw a figure running along the mountain road in front of them. Obviously, Mo Cheng's screams caught the attention of their accomplices.  intercept.

    Hua Lun's tone became particularly dignified: "It was the Luojiao Zhikong Envoy who injured me, with at least seven orifices, and the Black God Palm is superb, and his strength is still above Mo Cheng."

    He was vaguely afraid of this empty envoy, reminded Meng Qi again, and planned to describe the uniqueness of the opponent's martial arts.

    Meng Qi rushed forward with his sword, and after two breaths, he met Luo Jiaozhi Kongshi. The long sword was thrown out in a random way, crooked, like an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts.

    "He is cunning and likes to show his flaws on the left side to lure the enemy."

    Facing this out-of-the-ordinary swordsmanship, Zhi Kongshi was inevitably taken aback, and with a wrong palm, he was about to slap the blade of Meng Qi's long sword.

    Meng Qi swung his long sword horizontally, and slapped it on the palm of Zhi Kongshi, and his whole body flew up with his strength. The sword light was bright and pure again.

    "His right hand black god palm can do double" Before Hua Lun finished speaking, he saw Meng Qi flying over the head of the empty ambassador and landed behind him.

    He hurriedly turned his head, only to see that Zhi Kongshi fell on his back and fell into the cliff as well. He could vaguely see a bloodstain between his brows, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was frozen.

    This is too fast Hua Lun thought blankly.

    In this sword, Meng Qi transformed "Yan Luo Tie" into Dugu Nine Swords. Although it is not complete, but if the flaw is seen, it is enough to kill and empty it!

    Both feet landed on the ground, Meng Qi didn't turn his head back, completely ignored the empty messenger behind him, and continued to rush forward with his sword, without any doubt about the effect of the sword just now.

    The mountain road was steep and long, but Meng Qi quickly reached the foot of the mountain with all his strength. As soon as he turned into the official road leading to Qinshan City, he saw a fat monk standing in front of him, holding a thick and heavy water mill.  Zen stick.

    Hua Lun opened his mouth, but finally chose to keep his mouth shut, without saying a word.

    The big fat monk waved his Zen stick, and the wind was heavy, blowing towards his face.

    Meng Qi's long sword casually hit a certain position on the body of the Zen stick, and the Zen stick suddenly lost control. It seemed that it had suffered four or two strokes of ingenuity, and suddenly changed its direction, pulling the fat monk forward to the side.

    Meng Qi dodged sideways slightly, speeding up, and when passing by, the long sword was raised sharply, quickly retracted, and continued to run wildly. Behind him, the fat monk fell to the ground with his staff rubbed with water, clutching his chest, and slowly fell down.

    The official road of "Three Mountains and Four Rivers" is fairly flat. Meng Qi's Fengshen legs were fully used, striding forward, and after a while, he vaguely saw Qinshan City, while Hua Lun on his back remained silent, his eyes slightly dull.

    "Master Hua, why didn't you describe the situation of the fat monk just now, so that I can target him?" Meng Qi smiled suddenly.

    Hua Lun said in a muffled voice: "I think it's meaningless, and it's too late to finish"

    The scene in the ruined temple that left a deep impression on him suddenly appeared in his mind. Mr. Meng shot his sword loudly, and said with pride:

    "Let's wait for them to test the sword." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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