MTL - The Sage Who Transcended Samsara-Chapter 11 Knife

After hearing this scream, Jiang Yanwei's body was obviously tightened, and the long sword speeded up. Between two or three times, he broke through the opposite defense, punctured their temples, and let the two men in black mourn. Too late to make a sound.

Woke up by mourning, Meng Qi jumped away from the stone wall without thinking, and ran to the other side of Jiang Yanwei.

Until this time, Meng Qi had no time to wonder. Why were the two men in black who had been deadlocked for a while so easily solved by Jiang Yanwei? Was she retaining strength before?

Yan Wuxian's death clearly stimulated Zhang Yuanshan, Qingjing, Qi Xia and others. The attack became more fierce. In just a dozen breaths, it swept through the black people like clouds, leaving only a few live mouths.

Huh, Qi Xia came to Yan Wujiang, stared for a while, and exhaled a long breath: "The Lord Yan Xiang has always been afraid of death. Due to the relationship of the predecessor of" Feitian Yasha ", we have only allowed him to take care of the casino ** He knows that it was him who died first this time. "

Zhang Yuanshan squatted in front of Yan Wujiang's body, examined the wound, touched his nose, and confirmed that he was dead. His face was solemn and solemn: "Really dead ..."

The expressions of Qingjing, Jiang Yanwei, Meng Qi and others were as heavy. The "lord of the six reincarnations" did not deceive everyone. This is not a game, not a fantasy, if death, then it is real death!

"Can't delay any more." Qingjing was a little angry.

Zhang Yuanshan waved his hand: "I am anxious and easy to make mistakes, and then torture it live to confirm that the news just now is correct. Moreover, with so many people chasing and killing me, I am worried that the fortress already knows that we are coming. The stronger, so the plan has to change accordingly. "

"Sister Qi, please." He turned to Qi Xia.

Qi Xia took another look at Yan Wuxian's body: "Senior‘ Feitian Yasha ’has always taken care of him, even if Yan Xiang ’s relationship with him is not good, hey, I do n’t know what will happen again ...”

As she said, she walked to the front of her mouth and performed the "Thirteen Hands of Soul Search" torture again.

"It seems that the layout of the Hidden Castle obtained earlier is correct." Zhang Yuanshan listened to the living statements one by one, really confirmed the first information, and then he frowned, "Why would the Hidden Castle foreman convene at this time?" The masters went to the central hall, and closed the door of the hall to prevent anyone from approaching, making these black people crowdless? "

"Isn't that a good sign? At least before rushing to the central hall, we don't have to worry about the reinforcements of the masters, and we don't have to worry about the fortress's direct shot." Qingjing said indifferently.

Qi Zhengyan suddenly interjected: "But we will go to the Central Hall after all, if we don't figure out the plot of the fortress, then we will probably suffer a lot."

"The point is, are you clear now? Or do you have more time to investigate?" Qing Jing looked sideways at the stone wall.

At this point, several people stood in the center of the martyrdom, away from the stone wall, and Meng Qi, one of the two burdensome, saw that the words of the same kind died without boundaries, and it was inevitable that the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox would be raised in his heart.

Jiang Yan slightly clenched his long sword, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword: "Don't argue, act as originally planned, and speed up, no matter what the plot master has, we strive to reach the central hall before he launches."

"That's all." Zhang Yuanshan stood up suddenly, watching Qingjing and Qi Zhengyan saying, "Let's go."

Between the words, the three of them lightly touched the ground with their toes, and flew across the gangway. They soon disappeared at the fork and stood high.

Qi Xia looked at Jiang Yanwei, then looked at Meng Qi, and smiled: "Yu Wei, how old I am, I asked you to ask sister Wei Wei, then, everything is up to you."

Jiang Yanwei nodded without a smile: "Sister Qi, let's set off, be careful of the hidden weapon."

Seeing them marching forward, Meng Qi quickly bent over and picked up a steel sword from a corpse.

"It's hard to learn a sword, and it's easy to use a sword. For you, using a knife is at least twice as strong as using a sword." Jiang Yanwei casually reminded that among the popular views of Xijian Pavilion, there are no years of hard work and long The decorative effect of the sword is better than actual combat.

Meng Qi thought about it, and seemed to have heard this statement before, so when he threw away the sword and picked up a thick-backed sword.

Although it is very advantageous to use a short knife to approach him with his figure, it is better to grow one inch shorter and one inch shorter. Anyway, this physical strength is not small, and wielding this long knife is not laborious.

The two girls were affected by the death and killing scenes that they had just said. They were quite depressed and kept silent. Meng Qi had recovered, but he did not dare to speak casually, so he had to follow the Jiang Hanwei as hard as he could. She flicked the poison arrow with her sword, watched her sword kill many people in black, and was carried by her collar over a trapped martyrdom.

"It should be coming soon ..." Qi Xia looked around and confirmed his current position.

This sentence broke the long silence, Jiang Yan looked at Shimen in front of him and said, "Be careful of poisonous gas."

After Meng Qi's "Building the Foundation in a Hundred Days", his mind was clear and his memory was good. He clearly remembered that the stone gate with the dragon claws was followed by a martyr. At the end of the martyrdom is the secret room trapped by "Mr. Cheng Yongcheng".

Qi Xia pushed open the stone door, bowed her head down, and carefully observed the arrangement of the stone bricks.

"Sister Qi's family background is also a master of the art of organs." Jiang Yanwei explained to Meng Qi.

In fact, she didn't say that Meng Qi could also guess, because Qixia was cracked by several local authorities.

Qi Xia smiled while watching: "Sister Wei Wei is too famous, my martial arts are not as good as you, so I had to win on these sideways."

Jiang Yan slightly smiled reluctantly, but did not answer her, but turned to look at Meng Qi, his face was slightly bleakly: "I only learned how to deal with various kinds of sneak attacks, protect myself, and really not good at preserving others. I need to make this clear. "

She clearly thought of the death without boundaries.

Meng Qi's heart was cold, but on the surface he was still pretending to be righteous: "Anyway, if you don't take care of the girl Jiang, I wouldn't be able to do it. I would have followed the words of the Lord."

This time he was the girl Jiang who said it on purpose.

"Jiang Xie," Jiang Yan corrected with great care, finally a smile on his face.

Qi Xia laughed suddenly: "Sister Wei Wei, this martyrdom has a secret door, and it should be able to go directly to another secret room. From the topographical map, there may be the place where Ding Changsheng Dingxia is trapped."

"Do you want to act separately?" Jiang Yan heard her slightly keenly.

Qi Xia nodded: "All the masters in the castle went to the central hall, and there is another way, I want to try to improve the final odds."

Jiang Yanwei pinched Wufa, who dropped to his shoulder with his left hand, thinking that on the way, he was only met by ordinary black men in martial arts, but did not see any masters, so he ordered: "Be careful."

"Save." Qi Xia clenched the water spunlace, and said to Jiang Yanwei and Meng Qi: "Left three, right and four. Passing in this order will not trigger gas."

She cut off a large piece of stone debris and threw it to try it, and she didn't move at all, then she moved her tiptoe and gestured beautifully, opened a stone door in the center of the martyr, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Let's save the heroes too." Jiang Yanwei walked to Meng Qi and took him by the collar and led him there.

Of course, Meng Qi didn't want to stay in place, lest a few people in black appeared to kill himself, but there was always a question in his heart that could not be solved, and he was afraid to follow Jiang Yan's micro actions alone.

After thinking about the character and style that Jiang Yanwei showed from the beginning to the present, Meng Qi decided to take a risk and ask: "Girl Jiang, I don't know if I should ask or not?"

"What's the problem?" Jiang Yan looked at Meng Qi with doubt.

Meng Qi gritted his teeth: "Girl Jiang, the second time you met a man in black, why did you have a long battle with two of them, and based on the strength you showed later, you should be able to easily solve them."

This question has kept Meng Qi upset.

"Ah?" Jiang Yan said a little, his expression changed constantly, very rich.

Then she cheekily: "Say it first, don't laugh."

It's rare to see Jiang Yan showing a girlish demeanor. Meng Qi only felt that his inner tension had disappeared a lot, and he vowed with a gambling curse, saying that he would never laugh.

Jiang Yan looked up at the stone wall above, and his face shone with a thin layer of red: "That was the first time I killed someone. After seeing the enemy's blood spurting out, and my body fell to the ground, I was a little bit soft ..."

Alas, Meng Qi almost laughed out loud. It turned out to be such a simple reason.

Seeing Meng Qi's smile was very hard, Jiang Yan snorted softly: "I only exercised the guts of killing by killing chickens in the door, and never killed a living person."

"Um, Girl Jiang, how many chickens have you killed?" Meng Qi changed the subject casually.

Jiang Yan thought for a while: "It has been two years since I learned the sword myself. During this period, I killed two chickens daily, and sometimes there were live animals such as pigs, cows and sheep."

Meng Qi flashed his thoughts and said, "Positive": "Girl Jiang, I have already thought of your nickname after becoming famous."

"What?" Jiang Yanwei asked curiously.

Meng Qi was serious and authentic: "Sword God of Butchery."

Alas, Jiang Yan laughed out of laughter: "Oh, I can't tell you this little monk is still a little slipper, and also, call the donor Jiang! Be careful the Buddha punish you!"

She smiled like a flower, but soon calmed down, carrying Meng Qi's collar, and led him to the other side of the martyrdom. After just talking and smiling, the relationship between the two got closer.

Qi Xia's mechanics were really good. On the way, calm and calm, Jiang Yanwei and Meng Qi successfully reached Shimen.

"This stone gate cannot be opened inside ..." Jiang Yan studied for a while, and signaled Meng Qi to hide behind him, so that no hidden arrows would fly out after the door opened.

The stone door made a sound of heavy friction with the ground and slowly opened it backward without any accident.

"Which friend was saved?" A surprised male voice sounded.

Jiang Yan looked a little, and after confirming that there was no ambush, he walked into Shishi, and Meng Qi guarded the gate for her.

In the middle of Shishi, the face of a middle-aged man dressed in a straight face of Su Qing appeared surprised and said, "In Xia Chengyong, I thanked the girl to be rescued. I wonder who you are?"

He knew all the characters in the rivers and lakes, but this beautiful young girl was never seen.

"Master Cheng, juniors, and other ancestors came from the hidden world, because Master was invited by Ma Ma, so he came to help you remove the magic guardian." Jiang Yanwei made a lie.

Cheng Yong heard Ma Lianghan's name, nodding his head gently, and greeted Jiang Yanwei: "The girl's name has not been asked yet."

"The younger Jiang Yanwei." Jiang Yan Weiming came from a large family, and generally does not lose the courtesy.

Cheng Yong walked in front of Jiang Yanwei and smiled, "Heroes are young, okay, let's go and save others, eh, is this?"

Jiang Yan turned slightly and said, "His method is really fixed."

At this moment, Meng Qi saw Cheng Yong's eyes suddenly cast a layer of blue air, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this moment, Jiang Yanwei also noticed something, exerting force under his feet, and his body backwards.

Cheng Yong's left hand is like a swimming fish in the water, flexible and agile, from bottom to top, hitting Jiang Yanwei's abdomen as fast as lightning.

"Capturing the heart ..." For some reason, Meng Qi came up with the term.

Jiang Yan's micro reaction was slow for half a beat, and the reverse speed could not be compared with Cheng Yong's left hand, and he was instantly pressed on the lower abdomen.

At this time, she can only reduce her injuries through shrinking abdomen and resistance.

However, Jiang Yanwei's face suddenly showed a determined and determined look. Once the sword was sent, he did not evade. He chose to fight for your life!

Popping, Jiang Yan was slightly hit and flew up, hitting the stone gate, spitting blood on the ground, and Cheng Yong's chest was stabbed deep by the sword, and the blood flowed out like injection.

He He, Cheng Yong first clicked on the chest acupuncture points to stop bleeding, then seemed to have become a beast, regardless of his serious injuries, and hurriedly rushed to Jiang Yanwei and Meng Qi.

Jiang Yanwei's sword just made Cheng Yong's subconsciousness shrink between life and death. Her palm strength was greatly reduced and she could not be hit hard by her. However, the lower abdomen was the key point of Dan Tian and linked to the lower body. She couldn't help her for a moment. , Both legs are unconscious.

"Little monk." She shouted, hoping that Meng Qi could overcome her fear and start. Cheng Yong was stabbed in his left chest by himself. The condition was absolutely bad. Maybe he took a few breaths and he fell down on his own.

Watching Cheng Yong covered with blood, his eyes turned blue, and he rushed over like a ghost.

Meng Qi is a double-stranded war, a few doubtful nightmares.

At this time, Jiang Yanwei's call awakened him, thinking of the state of death without words, the killings that he had experienced, the joy and harvest of boxing in his daily life, Meng Qi's courage rose, his body shuddered, his teeth clenched, and he cut Out.

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