Fairy Desire

"You...haha...it's you?" Jiang Xingbo saw Meng Xiang coming out from behind the stone, he was taken aback for a moment, and then showed surprise.

"What? Surprised to see me?"

"I was going to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door in person."

"Oh?"

"Hand over everything of value to you. For the sake of my fellow disciples, I will let you go."

"Sigh." Meng Xiang shook his head and sighed, "Why do I meet people like you all? I don't have the ability to fight for it but I want to get something for nothing. Don't you know how much money you have?"

"So, are you unwilling to hand over the treasure?"

"Stop talking nonsense. I have the treasure. Come and get it if you have the ability, and get out if you don't. Don't waste my time."

"Okay, okay, okay. Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being cruel." Jiang Xingbo's face showed layers of evil spirit, and he turned his wrist, and the long sword that stabbed He Lianfeng appeared in his hand.

As soon as he received the sword formula, the long sword flew out of Jiang Xingbo's hand, turned into a phantom, and pierced Meng Xiang's chest.A flaming whip flew out of Meng Xiang's palm, and slammed towards the long sword fiercely.

There was a sneer on Jiang Xingbo's face. With a movement of the sword formula, the long sword turned into three, one of which jumped, dodged Meng Xiang's whip, and still stabbed at Meng Xiang's chest, while the other two pointed to the left and right. , went around behind him, and stabbed his vest.

Meng Xiang flicked his whip and quickly wrapped it around his body, then three sharp corners protruded from the whip, facing the tips of the three long swords stabbing at him, showing that he was extremely tall. His mastery of whipping.

Although Meng Xiang hadn't had much contact with whips before, since he used the God of War Platform to get the memory of Mu Chenfeng, a master whip user, he realized some special functions of the whip technique, which was very helpful for him to use the Babel Vine. Deliberately studying the whip technique, coupled with Mu Chenfeng's memory as a background, his whip technique attainments are no less than those of some whip masters.

Jiang Xingbo didn't seem to have expected that Meng Xiang would use such a strange move to break his attack. He couldn't help but slow down a bit. The three long swords were hit by the flame whip, and the two long swords behind him scattered directly, and the one that stabbed him in the chest The real sword was bounced back.

Just as Meng Xiang shook the whip away from his body and drew it towards the knocked-off long sword, ready to entangle it, Jiang Xingbo finally came to his senses, pointed at Tianshan with the finger holding the sword formula, and the long sword Flying in the air, it suddenly turned into a small dot.

Meng Xiang flicked the flame whip, and the whip immediately straightened up, like a long spear, stabbing straight at Jiang Xingbo's chest ten feet away, making a sharp sound of piercing the air.

Jiang Xingbo looked at the whip tip that was approaching rapidly, and remained motionless, but swung his finger holding the sword formula downward.Almost at the same time, Meng Xiang felt a strong sense of oppression on the top of his head. Looking up, thousands of huge swords with a length of two or three long fell from the sky, and the tip of each handle was pointing downwards. Most of the valley is included.

When Meng Xiang looked at Jiang Xingbo again, he had already slid back against the ground and escaped in front of his whip.He pulled his arm upwards, and the long whip flew into the air, facing the giant swords that fell from the sky.

However, he did not directly collide with the giant sword with the flame whip, but kept flicking his wrists, and the long whip coiled together like a snake from the tip of the whip, and soon formed a ball, and kept drawing inward Tight, tighter and tighter.

When the giant sword was less than five feet high from the top of his head, the fireball wrapped around the whip suddenly exploded, the flames flew, and a powerful shock wave shot up into the sky, blasting all the giant sword above his head, leaving behind There was a big hole, so although the huge sword that fell from the sky blasted the ground into big pits several feet deep, he was safe and sound.

Snapped!Meng Xiang flicked a whip with the flame that emerged from his palm again, looked at Jiang Xingbo through the gradually dissipating smoke, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Your Excellency, you won't just do it this way, will you?"

"Okay. Since you want to know how powerful I am, I'll let you see my true ability." While speaking, Jiang Xingbo made a tactic, blackness flashed on his face, and black lights flew out from his body, transforming They made hideous monsters one by one, including human beings, beasts, and birds.

"You can't do it alone, want to fight in groups?" Meng Xiang waved the flame whip, which turned into whip shadows one after another, and then these whip shadows gathered into a wave, sweeping away towards those monsters.Jiang Xingbo sneered.

After the tide-like whip shadows came into contact with the monsters turned into black light, a result surprised Meng Xiang: the whip shadows easily passed through the bodies of those monsters, and they rushed towards him unscathed.

Could it be a phantom?Meng Xiang thought of a possibility, but he immediately denied this idea. As the distance between those monsters and him shortened, he felt a chill down his back and his neck tightened.These physical reactions told him that those monsters were definitely more than just phantoms, they were harmful to him.

Meng Xiang swung the long whip again. Although he was holding a whip this time, what he used was a knife move.For a moment, the saber energy shot out, but it still had no effect on those monsters, and it couldn't stop their footsteps at all.

In desperation, Meng Xiang had no choice but to retreat quickly.Seeing this situation, those monsters seemed to be encouraged, their speed was greatly increased, and they dispersed, surrounding Meng Xiang from all directions.

Next, there was a strange scene, Meng Xiang was dodging at an extremely fast speed, sometimes east, sometimes west, sometimes rushing to the sky, sometimes falling to the ground, and those phantom-like monsters were like maggots attached to the bones, He was in hot pursuit.

After a while, Meng Xiang found that he couldn't break through the siege and interception of those ghostly monsters, so he rushed to Jiang Xingbo and came to capture the thief first.After weighing it, he decided to retreat. He was unwilling to take unnecessary risks without knowing what those monsters were.

"What's the matter, Your Excellency? Want to leave? Have you given up?" Jiang Xingbo seemed to see Meng Xiang's thoughts, and provocatively.Before the words were finished, the long sword that attacked Meng Xiang in the first place reappeared, circling around him continuously, not seeking to attack him, but merely restraining him so that he would not have a chance to leave.

At this time, Jiang Xingbo had shown his housekeeping skills, a flying sword was under his control, moving forward, backward, left, and right, as if tens of thousands of people were separated at once, Meng Xiang had to raise his spirits to deal with it carefully.This made him a little negligent to the monsters chasing him, just pay attention not to let them touch his body.

Meng Xiang dodged to the left, narrowly dodging the flying sword that suddenly appeared from behind.It flew close to his skin, and he could even feel the coldness of the blade, it was too dangerous.

Before Meng Xiang could stand still, Feijian appeared in front of him again, this time stabbing at his throat, he retreated instinctively, but for some reason he rushed forward to meet him. Towards the tip of the flying sword.

At the critical moment, he stretched out his right hand and slapped the left side. The powerful repulsion force pushed his body to the right side, and the flying sword flew past his left neck by a slight margin. The sword energy carried by the sword edge cut His neck, if it wasn't for his flawless real body, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

What's going on here?Meng Xiang felt that the situation was wrong. Although Jiang Xingbo, who used his housekeeping skills, put him under a certain amount of pressure, it shouldn't take too much effort for him to dodge his attack, but now he is in danger again and again.

What's even more weird is that he can't control his body, which is extremely abnormal.Don't say that he has perfected his real body without leaks, and his body control has reached a very high level. Even ordinary immortal cultivators will not be unable to control their bodies.

In the following time, Meng Xiang's situation became more and more serious. His moving speed became slower and slower, and more and more body movements were contrary to his consciousness. It became more and more difficult to deal with Jiang Xingbo's attack.

If it wasn't for his impeccable true body, his body has become extremely strong, and there are colorful scales on his body to protect him, not only his clothes were cut by the sword edge and sword energy, but he might have cut the ribbon a long time ago.

Meng Xiang's thoughts turned, but he thought that the problem must be Jiang Xingbo.As for the specific reason, he couldn't figure it out at all for a while, and he didn't know how it affected his body's functioning.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Xiang decided to ask Jiang Xingbo directly: "Jiang, what did you do to me? If you have the guts, you'll fight me for real. What kind of skill is playing these heretics?"

"What? Are you afraid? Didn't you ask me to use my real skills? Now I have used it, but you said that I used heresy methods. If you can't play it, just say it. What excuses are you looking for?"

"Can't afford it? Whoever can't afford it is a grandson. Do you have the guts? If you have the guts, tell me what you will use to me. I promise to stay with you to the end. Otherwise, don't blame me for not playing with you .”

"Don't use the aggressive method on me. So what if I tell you? Do you have the ability to crack it?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. If you don't have a clue, just say it, don't make excuses for yourself. This is not something that a man in charge does." Meng Xiang was happy when he saw that things were progressing, but he didn't show it at all. On the contrary, there was a strong disdain in his tone.

"Okay, I'll tell you, and I'll let you be a fool. You've been hit by my 'art of a thousand calamities and calamities'."

"'The Art of Thousand Calamities and Calamities'? What the hell?"

"I have no obligation to answer any of your questions. Go to hell with me."

Jiang Xingbo was really irritated by Meng Xiang, and before he finished speaking, he increased his control over the flying sword and increased his attack on him.

Feijian's flying speed became faster and faster, and soon the shadow could not be seen.At the same time, the sword energy it brought up also surged, and soon overwhelmed Meng Xiang.Although he tried his best to avoid it, the clothes on his body flew up one after another like snow flakes, and were cut into invisible pieces by the sword energy.

Meng Xiang avoided the Feijian who was always on the point as fast as he could, and at the same time used the limited information he got from Jiang Xingbo to infer the truth of the matter.But for a moment, he could only think that the technique of a thousand disasters and a thousand calamities was related to the "Thousand Calamities and a Thousand Calamities Kung Fu" he practiced, but this was obviously far from enough.

Because the flying sword was flying too fast, Meng Xiang felt that it was necessary to strengthen the sensitivity of the five senses to help the increasingly unusable body avoid its attacks.So he first poured Dao Qi into his eyes, but it was this action that helped him a lot.

The eyes infused with Dao Qi inevitably looked at Jiang Xingbo, and he found that he could judge a part of the trajectory of the flying sword based on his sword art, so that he could avoid the attack of the flying sword relatively easily.

This time he discovered his difference, and he quickly knew what his difference was: the black air and blood that shrouded his body, especially his head, which represented many catastrophes, were all gone.

Meng Xiang looked at his body subconsciously. Although he couldn't fully see the situation above his head, the thick black air covering his body was enough for him to understand the "art of a thousand disasters and calamities" that Jiang Xingbo said What is it.

"'The art of a thousand calamities and calamities'? Jiang, do you think that if you impose disasters on me, you will win? I want to tell you what it means to have greater hope and greater disappointment." Meng Xiang knows." After seeing the true face of "The Art of Thousand Disasters and Ten Thousand Calamities", the whole person immediately glowed with strong self-confidence.