I Honor

Thirty-Eight

The Xueshan sect disciples and others who were asked by Meng Qi for help in the inn before, fearing that the old man’s lineage would be revenged, did not want to commit crimes with their own bodies, so Gu Gongzi, Gu Changqing, had a chivalrous spirit and a heart of compassion, and secretly stalked An Guoxie. And Meng Qi confirmed that they entered the temple overnight.

At night, he held his long sword and quietly walked around the small lake to block the vicinity of the temple, but he didn’t dare to go in. After all, he, who only had two openings, was far from An Guoxie, and saving people rashly, except to die Or die.

He is not here to rescue people this time, but to investigate the situation and find an opportunity to confirm the identity of the captured young monk. In this way, when he arrives at the oasis, he can ask several seniors to join hands to scare An Guoxie away and fight alone. He is An Guoxie’s opponent.

With two swishes, he climbed up to a big tree around the temple, hid in the canopy, and stared at the broken window.

He has opened his eyes and his vision is outstanding. Through the incomplete part of the window, he probably saw the scene inside the temple. The little monk was lying in front of the incense table, his eyes were closed, he seemed to be in a coma, and his right hand was limp and boneless. The ground hangs down by his side, as if he has suffered a great trauma, while the “White-headed Vulture” sits a foot away, cross-legged and adjusts his breath, and there is no abnormality.

Gu Changqing restrained his mind and waited patiently for the opportunity. As long as An Guoxie was distracted, he would throw the paper ball in his hand into it for the little monk to see, so as to facilitate future matters.

The lake behind reflects the gradually dwindling lights in the oasis, quiet and desolate.

The stench in Meng Qi’s nose hit his brain, and he was very clear-headed. He turned his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw the slightly dark red Red Sun Suppressing Evil Knife and the Bing Que wrapped in a light gold scabbard under the incense table and under the curtain. The sword was lying quietly, with the hilt facing outwards, making it easy for him to pick it up.

Meng Qi praised the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, pretended to groan in pain, and moved a step towards the incense table, shortening the distance that seemed relatively far before, and lying on his side with his left hand on the floor.

An Guoxie opened his eyes, looked at Meng Qi who was “squirming in pain”, and sneered, “I can’t bear this pain. I don’t think you can experience all my tortures.”

His tone was rather regretful.

Meng Qi was “excited” and forcibly endured the “pain”. An Guoxie smiled and continued to close his eyes and adjust his breath. His injury has been stabilized. Although it will take some time to fully recover, there is no need to interrupt Healed.

Energetic and energetic, Meng Qi adjusted himself to the peak state, and waited patiently for the opportunity.

This time, I will advance without retreat

If you can’t kill An Guoxie, you may die yourself

He can’t wait for the “Sorrowful Crisp Breeze” to take full effect, because An Guoxie has opened his nose and is very sensitive to the smell of poisonous gas, while his body has nine orifices open, the inner world is built, and it forms a self-circulation. Once something is wrong, he can immediately notice it , Therefore, when the sad crisp breeze first came into play, and when An Guoxie was alert to external enemies, he had to use his sword.

In this kind of concentration, time seemed to pass very slowly, and Meng Qi didn’t have a moment.A little impatient.

An Guoxie closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, suddenly felt that the movement of his internal breath was a bit difficult, he was startled, held his breath, put his mind on the nose hole, felt all kinds of questions with incomparable sensitivity.

The internal breath became more and more difficult to operate and gradually dissipated. An Guoxie’s nasal aperture had already identified the problem, and the iron bullet hidden in his left hand hit the place where the smell came from with a strong wind.

At the same time, he fully operated the Kuangsha Divine Art to resist the attack of this inexplicable poisonous gas.

Crackling, the sound of the iron egg hitting the small porcelain bottle suddenly sounded in the quiet temple.

Meng Qi reached out with his right hand, and the energy inside suddenly erupted, and a dull and bloody knife light jumped out, as if calling from his heart, he slashed at An Guoxie mysteriously and unspeakably.

The thunder mark on the back of his left hand is prominent, purple drops, and the sky’s punishment Lei Wei is diffused.

Part of An Guoxie’s attention was on resisting the poisonous gas and eliminating its influence, while the other part was distracted from the direction where the smell came from and the rest of the temple, fearing being attacked by people’s voices, and rescued the little bald donkey.

But at this moment, the light of the knife lit up, and the world of mortals was billowing

An Guoxie’s eyes couldn’t hide the astonishment, surprise and disbelief. He had obviously smashed his dantian and broken his arm. How could the little bald donkey make a stunning cut?

He didn’t have any defenses at all, and even when the sword came to him, he suddenly realized who cut it out.

“Idiot, your nose is open, you can’t even distinguish poisonous gas, why not cut it off?”

“What’s the use of you being deceived by such a trick? Believe it or not, I will seal your acupoints and throw you out to feed the wolves.”

“Useless things, kill yourself, lest my ancestors waste my energy”

The yelling and cursing from the ancestor could be heard, and the “terrible coercion” of the ancestor clearly added to his body, An Guoxie trembled all over, and murmured in his heart: “I was wrong, ancestor, I was wrong, please forgive me ”

The patriarch was furious, even the coercion was much more terrifying than normal. It was faintly connected with the power of thunder that he felt when he witnessed the monster crossing the catastrophe.

Severe pain hit, and An Guoxie came back to his senses. In his sight was a dark red Jie Dao, the blade was hot, and patterns appeared.

It has hacked into his forehead, into his cheek

No

At this critical moment, the pain became more and more exciting, and all the potential of An Guoxie exploded. All the bones in his body, including the skull, were collapsing.

As soon as Meng Qi succeeded in this knife, he felt that the person under the knife seemed to be boneless, retreating with the wind, and felt powerless.

An Guoxie’s brows and cheeks were partly parted, blood was flowing, dizzy, and finally won a chance to breathe, raised his right hand, and slapped the Red Sun Suppressing Evil Knife away with his palm.

Meng Qi was not frightened, and remained calm. If he could kill this master with all nine apertures with one blow, he would be surprised instead.

He raised his left hand, and a black iron dart shot out. At the same time, with a flick of his toe, the Bingque Sword came out of its sheath and fell into his left hand.

An Guoxie had just slapped Jiedao away, before he had time to regain his breath, he saw a black iron dart opened in front of him, so he had to bite the tip of his tongue, exerting the mystery of the mad sand magic skill, forced a breath, swung his left palm obliquely, and swayed to the right.

Damn, where did he get the hidden weapon?

I obviously searched his whole body

His gaze suddenly focused, and the black iron dart flew towards him, splitting into seven pieces, and hitting them in seven different directions.

His left palm flew away, and his figure dodged two to the right, but the remaining four hit An Guoxie solidly.

An Guoxie roared in pain, and a layer of black air appeared on his face. The “San Gong Poisonous Qi” that had been gradually resisted by the Kuangsha Divine Art before was out of control, the internal Qi disappeared, and the poison rose.

Unwilling to let his palms run out, I let out a roar in my heart, and the Kuangsha Divine Art went backwards, running regardless.

An Guoxie’s body swelled suddenly, like the beginning of a sandstorm, all the poisonous gas and poison were expelled, and the dart also fell down.

But at this moment, Meng Qi’s figure was reflected in his pupils. His gray monk robe was torn and dirty, his face was handsome and dignified, and he held a sword in his left hand, posing in a posture of sending a post.

Then, a pure and condensed sword light lit up, full of lifeless energy, and pierced through An Guoxie’s face with an aura of no retreat and no return.

he also wields a sword

where did he get the sword

Facing Meng Qi’s three consecutive attacks, An Guoxie had completely changed and couldn’t recover, so he could only lower his head forcefully, as if he wanted to hide it in his stomach.

After Meng Qi “broken the cleanliness” with one saber, without the Sacrificial Jue, even though he had no power to strike again, he did not collapse, and he could still use other saber techniques, including “Yan Luo Tie”.

All his spirit, all his thoughts are all “condensed” on the long sword, and there is only one belief in his heart, either he dies or I die

The sword light was formidable, imposing and murderous, piercing the center of An Guoxie’s eyebrows before he softened his bones and moved his head down

An Guoxie had a weird expression, he seemed to be crying or smiling, he seemed to be in disbelief, he seemed to be resentful, his mouth was slightly opened, and he wanted to say something, but there was only a lotus voice.

There was a translucent long sword nailed between his brows, blood spilling out traces.

Lost to a little bald donkey who just opened up

How could this happen? Why did he recover from all his injuries?Why there are knives, swords and hidden weapons in the great progress of martial arts

But even so, as long as I recover, I can still kill him

I am unwilling

Hey, he fell to the ground, revealing the Ice Que sword whose tip was stained with bright red and milky white, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace

Dead: An Guoxie.

Status: The grandson of the weeping old man; the white-headed vulture; the master of all nine orifices; the 36th on the list of people.

Cause of death: sword in the eyebrow, severe poison attack.

Death condition: softened bones, darkened skin, knife marks on the cheeks, and hidden weapons on the body.

Killer: Sure.

Seeing An Guoxie fell to the ground, Meng Qi didn’t dare to be negligent. He stretched out the Hongri Suppressing Evil Knife with his right hand and swung it hard to separate An Guoxie’s head from his body. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

Finally killed him

Finally saved myself

If Yan Luotie hesitated a bit more, An Guoxie must have shortened his neck and avoided the vital point. He could only use the sacrifice tactic to activate “Luo Hongchen” and make the final blow. An Guoxie, the exhausted and powerless self will have a hard time in the future. Any horse bandit will kill him. After all, this is the second time he has used the self-sacrifice tactic, and the backlash will be even more serious.

Looking at Anguoxie’s face with unconcerned death, Meng Qi suddenly recalled the torture he had suffered before, and immediately felt relieved, laughing out loud, didn’t he mean to crush the rest of my body? Didn’t he mean to use all kinds of torture to concoct me? How do I lie down now? stop talking

Hmph, my lord has a compassionate heart, so I won’t torture your corpse anymore.

Meng Qi was complacent for a while. No matter how unexpected it was, no matter if An Guoxie had 50% or 60% of An Guoxie’s remaining strength, being able to kill a master of nine apertures with the strength of four apertures is a record to be proud of. It is amazing. The incredible thing about losing a big tooth.

Moreover, this shows that his sword skills and internal strength have truly stepped into the ranks of masters

“An Guoxie ranks thirty-sixth on the list. Now that I kill him, could it be that I will replace him in the ranking? This is not good. My real strength may not even be at the level of the first entry. If it weren’t for An Guoxie Unexpectedly, if I do a hundred more times, I will lose.” Meng Qi has always been a guy with divergent thinking, and somehow he thought of the issue of the list of people. Strength, definitely can’t deal with the challengers that come one after another.

“Forget it, let’s not consider such unreasonable things for now. Let’s destroy An Guoxie’s corpse or use it to mislead. Horse bandits are rampant in Hanhai. Nearly one-third of them obey the order of the weeping old man. People know that I killed An Guoxie, and I’m afraid I was surrounded by horse bandits as soon as I left the oasis.” Meng Qi quickly suppressed all kinds of whims and made a decision.

So he picked up the long sword and revealed his strength, destroying the wounds on An Guoxie’s body, so as not to be seen by others.

Looking at An Guoxie’s wide-open eyes, Meng Qi suddenly laughed, and said to the corpse, “I said, does this count as enmity?”

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