After standing up, Meng Qicai found that the old man was tall and tall, even though he was old, he looked burly and majestic. He turned around, revealing a face full of weather and frost damage. There were spots of old people and deep wrinkles, but he was bright and beautiful. God's eyes were not cloudy like normal at this age, but were so clear that they could reflect the figures of Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu.
His hand that drew out the long sword was also steady without a trace of trembling, as if repeating the thousands of hammers and chisels, the screenshots of each moment, except for the different distances, were exactly the same, which was shocking.
Feeling this, Meng Qi's expression became more serious. This is the strongest enemy he has faced since his success in martial arts! Compared with him, An Guoxie and You Huanduo may not be inferior in terms of body, internal energy and skills, but their realm is far different. There is no such feeling that every action is in line with the law, and there is a sense of harmony between movement and stillness.
Meng Qi had a vague realization that this old man was only a layer of window paper away from opening the door between the brows, and after opening it, he would immediately be able to connect the inner and outer worlds.
I don't know if it's the national teacher or the sword emperor?
He took a deep breath and forced himself to gather his energy and mind. If he hadn't felt the old man's killing intent, he would have exploded with all his strength in Luo Hongchen, Yan Luotie, Sacrificial Art, and Breaking the Purity Order, seeking a chance to save his life and escape.
Even so, he didn't dare to be careless. It's easy for this kind of person to hide his killing intent.
Meng Qi held the sword in his right hand, and shook his left hand beside the hilt, signaling to Ruan Yushu to jump off the stone bridge immediately after doing it himself, dive into the river, and escape for his life first.
In the face of an enemy of this level, there is no way for him to be distracted!
Ruan Yushu was still expressionless, neither frightened nor frightened, and he didn't know what the rules were.
The old man walked forward slowly, and slashed out the long sword at will. The moves seemed simple, but they seemed to be constantly changing, and the flaws were erratic and could not be caught at all.
Meng Qi put all his heart and soul into this sword, and the words and phrases about the final style and the broken sword style ebbed and flowed in his mind, breaking down the combination.
it's here!
Meng Qi fought back without retreating, and stabbed with the long sword in an ordinary way, landing seven inches to the left of the old man's sword.
The ever-changing sword moves collapsed, but suddenly the yin and yang split, the long sword swiped left and right very quickly, the yin and yang clashed, and a vortex was formed, trapping Meng Qi's long sword in one fell swoop!
Is it a trap? The real flaw, the only flaw, is actually a trap!
Meng Qi suppressed his astonishment, flicked his wrist, and the long sword swirled along the vortex, piercing through the vortex at double speed, and pierced straight into the old man's chest.
But at this moment, the tip of the Sword of the Old Man was placed on the side of Meng Qi's forward thrust, and it passed the long sword, as if he had automatically bumped his wrist into it!
Another trap?
Meng Qi leaned forward, forcibly changed his move, swung his long sword, flashed the tip of the sword, and pointed at the old man's throat.
The old man took his time and turned slightly to let Meng Qi's long sword fall into the air, but the sword in his hand remained unchanged, still standing there, and Meng Qi was actively sending his chest and abdomen up.
A real trap?
Meng Qi had countless thoughts in his mind, and finally drew his sword away.
The old man gained power and was relentless. When he stretched out his long sword, countless changes occurred, as if forming a spider web, layer after layer, with holes connecting traps, and traps connecting holes, making people dazzled.
Meng Qi saw several obvious flaws, but he didn't dare to draw his sword lightly, for fear of falling into the trap just like before, and maybe even this sword was part of the net after the trap just now!
He had a strong feeling that each of his swords seemed to come from the heart, but in fact he was affected by various changes and situations, and he made the response the old man hoped for. Under his guidance, he fell into the trap and fell into The sky and the earth net!
Meng Qi tried his best to break the move, but felt that the net of the old man's swordsmanship was getting tighter and tighter, as if his struggle made him even more trapped.
Cold sweat gradually came out on his forehead. Even when facing an evil king, he can detect the enemy with true energy, know the enemy mentally, know what his next move will be from his muscle reaction, true energy movement, etc., and his Dugu Nine Swords He wasn't so embarrassed, he seemed to be led by the nose, even if he broke the opponent's sword move, he fell into a more dangerous situation.
But at this moment, when he was not sure, Meng Qi didn't dare to completely go against his judgment and make a move, so he would open the door wide open and take the initiative to give the head.
Zheng!
With the gurgling water and the sound of the zither, Meng Qi's impetuousness suddenly disappeared, and the words of the general formula and the broken sword style reappeared, and the bits and pieces he had accumulated over the past few days came to his heart.
In his eyes, the infinite changes of sword moves disappeared, no longer lingering in his heart, what he saw, what he saw, was the simplest chopping, stabbing, smashing, smashing point by pointover these.
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In the posthouse, after listening to Meng Qi's report of the current situation of the capital and the message from the Sword Emperor, Lu Guan smiled wryly and said, "There is only the illusory ambition of the Tieshan Army on Lu Mou, so why would he intervene in the battle for the throne? I will seek to see the Prime Minister as soon as possible." , to be a hardcore royalist, whoever succeeds the general will support whomever."
He pondered for a while and said: "Actually, I don't have to be used by anyone who ascends to the throne. If any prince has reached a peace negotiation with Xilu in private and the situation eases, I'm afraid I will have to leave it idle again. I just hope not to give up too much."
Meng Qi frowned slightly. That's right, if it was normal, the battle for the throne would be a matter of the princes and the forces behind it. But now, the Xihu Chen soldiers in the upper reaches of the Pei River will go south at any time, and their choices will also affect the change of the throne.
The envoys of the Xilu peace talks have already entered Beijing, where are they now? Who is secretly colluding with? Meng Qi got up abruptly, and decided to take advantage of the night to check the situation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com