Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 26 The frightened and mourning ghost is broken

It may seem incredible to say this, but the actual situation is even more incredible.

Ghost Scorpion's movements were full of flaws in Wu Meng's eyes.

On the surface, the last kick seemed to be a simple victory, but in fact, Wu Meng kicked it in a position that Gui Scorpion could not defend.

In other words, this is an inevitable defeat, without any possibility of chance.

Even if the ghost scorpion at that time came back thousands of times, it still couldn't stop this leg.

Is this the improvement brought about by Jizi Sutra calculation?

Wu Meng himself couldn't believe it.

While he was stunned, the ghost scorpion in the pond had disappeared, and a figure appeared behind Wu Meng at some point.

"careful!"

The veteran exclaimed.

The sickle blade was like a black moon, cutting the raindrops in its path in half, and the silent edge went straight to Wu Meng's neck.

Wu Meng seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, spinning around and kicking out a shocking kick.

His movements were extremely awkward. To ordinary people, this movement could only be accomplished by breaking the leg bones.

But this leg was kicked out, and the shadow of the leg reached the extreme, as if it had crossed the rain curtain and flashed directly in front of the ghost scorpion.

Snapped!

This leg failed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ghost Scorpion's hysterical laughter sounded behind his ears.

However, the laughter stopped as soon as it started.

Wu Meng was well prepared. His awkward figure instantly relaxed and he whipped out a powerful and heavy whip.

The shock was followed by mourning.

The sonic boom resounded through the courtyard, and even the sound of wind and rain seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Snapped!

Blood mist exploded in the rain.

Like a coquettishly blooming blood lotus.

The name of the leg is "send mourning". Compared with the trivial fights with shocking legs in those days, Wu Meng's legs have just reflected the meaning of "send mourning".

With one leg, his soul was shattered.

Wu Meng retracted his legs and then lifted his toes to his side. Another figure was thrown away, hit the beam and rolled down into the mud, dying.

"Phantom sounds, phantom medicine, phantom body, the moment I stood at the door of the courtyard, I knew that Ghost Scorpion was not alone."

Wu Meng returned to the eaves, wiped the water off his bamboo hat, and explained, but did not wait for a reply.

Why don't you speak?

He turned his head in surprise.

The old Taoist seemed to be frightened by this sudden movement. He took a few steps back with his eyes frightened and his beard trembling.

"You...you...killed Ghost Scorpion??"

"Any questions?"

"No... I mean... kill him now?"

The guy was talking incoherently, Wu Meng didn't bother to pay attention, and bent down to check Long Xiaoxie's wounds.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was grabbed by the other party.

Hold it tight!

Long Xiaoxie's expression was even more exaggerated than that of the old Taoist.

The face that had always been unruly was full of disbelief at the moment. He just stared at Wu Meng blankly, as if he had just seen the person in front of him clearly today.

Wu Meng forced his arm out and was speechless for a moment.

Well...both of them are sick...

After a long while, Fan Laodao finally found out and felt a breath of air.

He walked up to Wu Meng, cupped his fists and bowed: "Brother Wu, I owe you my life. Whenever you need it in the future, I will do whatever you want."

"Me too."

Long Xiaoxie regained some strength and leaned against the wall and echoed.

Wu Meng thought for a while and said: "It's not a matter of errands. If you two are free, you might as well help me with some of the daily commissions and stationing matters of the Zhaixing Pavilion."

The old Taoist's eyebrows drooped and he smiled: "That's nothing, just don't worry."

Click.

Silver snakes swam in the clouds, and thunder shook the sky and the earth.

The rain was pouring down, and the whole world seemed to have a gray filter.

Another half an hour's work. The three of them sat quietly under the eaves, watching the rain, and chatting.

"So, in this weather, if the ghost scorpion wants to exert the effect of the hallucinatory medicine, it must at least come within three feet of us?"

Long Xiaoxie asked.

Wu Meng nodded: "Yes, the weather was not favorable, otherwise we wouldn't have been caught so quickly."

Fan Laodao shook his head and said with a smile: "That ghost scorpion just treats us as weak persimmons. The only fault is that he has lost sight of it!"

"Angkor, you hide your love so deeply!" Long Xiaoxie sighed with deep approval.

The two of them were talking to each other, but Wu Meng couldn't get a word in.

What could he say?

Tell the two of them that this is just the second actual battle?

An hour flies by.

The rain gradually subsided, but the courtyard remained silent, as if it was isolated on this isolated island.

In one hour's time, the planned auction will end, and Wu Meng will be able to retreat no matter what the situation is.

Logically speaking, this place should be safe from now on.

However, Fan Laodao suddenly stopped Wu Meng, his expression a little uneasy.

"Brother Wu, look... why don't the three of us withdraw first?"

Wu Meng was surprised: "Have you discovered anything?"

"That's not the case, it's just that my eyelids were twitching so much just now. This is a very bad sign!"

Wu Meng was stunned, but did not laugh at the old man. He turned to ask Xiang Long Xiaoxie: "What about you? Did you find anything?"

The young man forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother Ang, to be honest, I have always felt very bad. If it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago."

A warrior's sixth sense is often not groundless.

Wu Meng was not sure whether Lao Dao's premonition was accurate.

But after thinking about it for a while, he thought it would be a better choice to let the two of them leave early.

At first, most people rushed to the venue, and there was not much risk on the way.

Secondly, after the two left, Wu Meng was able to use his fists and kicks more easily, advancing and retreating freely.

As for the three of them leaving together, he thought that it was not yet such a critical moment. Now that he had finally found an opportunity to integrate into the Star Reaching Pavilion, he did not want to give up easily.

Of course, in addition to safety considerations, Wu Meng is also vaguely looking forward to potential opponents.

Having acquired the ability to 'see through', he is like a child who has just received a toy. Ghost Scorpion has only barely warmed up, and is still far from fully enjoying himself.

Without too much entanglement, the two left decisively.

Wu Meng sat cross-legged under the eaves.

Raindrops formed lines along the tile eaves, and the originally heavy rain became a steady patter.

The storm that enveloped the entire island in the middle of the lake seemed to have finally come to an end.

time flies.

He even reviewed the previous confrontation more than ten times, but the courtyard was still quiet.

Finally, the rain stopped and the dark clouds dispersed.

The originally dark sky showed light.

Wu Meng stood up, put on his bamboo hat and walked out of the courtyard.

There is a high probability that no one will arrive. The smart people have all gone to the venue. Who else would come to this remote place except the ghost scorpions who are following?

Outside the courtyard, the bamboo forest is green and deep.

Somewhere in the darkness, the bodies of two low-level warriors might be lying.

Or maybe they left before the ghost scorpion arrived.

This heavy rain was too severe for Mo Liu.

rustling.

The bamboo shadows swayed and water droplets splashed in all directions, as if there was wind.

Wu Meng's pace gradually slowed down.

He raised his bamboo hat slightly, and at the end of the bamboo forest path, a figure appeared out of nowhere, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"My cheap disciple was given to you?"

(End of this chapter)