The Only Immortal Cultivator of Douluo

Chapter 68 Revenge for my mistress

Bu Meng spread her wings and floated in mid-air, with five soul rings emitting light behind her.

Look around vigilantly, so that you can respond to attacks that may come from all directions at any time.

"Senior Sister? Is it Bumeng Senior Sister? Senior Sister, have you come to save us?"

It seemed that the explosion was too loud just now, and Wang Qi, who was tied to the pillar, woke up and shouted in the direction of Bu Meng.

"Junior Brother Wang Qi, it's me, how are you and Junior Sister Qingya?"

Bu Meng didn't move rashly, but continued to be vigilant around and shouted in the direction of the pavilion.

"Senior Sister, I'm fine, but Senior Sister Qing Ya is still in a coma and hasn't woken up."

"You wait, I will save you now."

As he spoke, Bu Meng cautiously observed the surroundings in mid-air, and slowly moved towards the pavilion.

After confirming that there was no ambush, he slowly approached.

"Senior Sister, you finally came to save us." Looking at Bu Meng, Wang Qi said excitedly.

Bu Meng broke the rope and untied the two of them while asking:
"Who are you offending, do you know where the other party came from?"

"Huh? Why, Senior Sister, have you forgotten what you have done?"

As he spoke, Wang Qi showed a weird smile.

"what?"

Hearing Wang Qi's words, Bu Meng's heart immediately rang an alarm.

This tone... No, it's weird.

Bu Meng immediately took the unconscious Qing Ya into her arms, waved her wings, and wanted to distance herself first.

At this moment, with a bang, countless purple vines drilled out of the ground, instantly entangled Bu Meng and the two of them tightly, unable to move.

At this time, "Wang Qi", who was close at hand, lowered his head, waved his right hand, and a vine-wood purple sword appeared in his hand, stabbing straight towards Bu Meng's chest.

Lightning fast.

The third soul skill, Fujiki Sword Flash.

For an assassin, especially for a squatting killer like Wang Qi, it is the basic skill to use martial soul and soul skills silently.

In this case, Bu Meng didn't panic at all, and the soul ring shone behind him.

In an instant, crimson flames ignited all over his body, frantically burning the surrounding purple vines.

The fourth soul skill, flame protection.

At the same time, holding Qing Ya in his left hand, he stretched out his right hand like an eagle's claw, and grabbed the head of the fake Wang Qi in front of him, ignoring the wooden sword stabbing at his chest.

The second soul skill, Meteor Killing Claw.

This is to exchange injuries for injuries!

Even so, the fake Wang Qi did not retreat, because he knew that he still had an advantage, that is, his vine wood purple sword was longer, and he had the upper hand.

It must be able to hurt the opponent first.

That being the case, let's gamble with our lives... A trace of madness flashed in the fake Wang Qi's eyes.

Bu Meng was not afraid at all, her right hand still took the fake Wang Qi's head straight, without any intention of retreating.

clang--

The Fujiki sword hit Bu Meng's chest first, but there was no scene of blood and flesh flying, but a sound of metal hitting, and he couldn't make an inch.

No, it's advanced armor.

Looking at the sharp claws in front of him, a trace of panic surged in the fake Wang Qi's heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the darkness, like thunder in the daytime.

I saw a muscular man descending from the sky, punching Bu Meng's head with his fist the size of a sandbag.

And mates!

Bu Meng could only give up the fake Wang Qi in front of her, raised her right hand, and at the same time gathered the power of flames all over her body to attack upwards.

boom--

Fists and claws collided, and a terrifying air wave mixed with flames rushed to the surroundings. The nearest pillar of the Wanfeng Pavilion collapsed directly, and even a corner of the entire pavilion collapsed.

The masonry fell.

The three separated instantly.

The fake Wang Qi's figure flashed, and he escaped into the darkness.

The muscular man took three steps back, stood still, and looked at the winged woman in front of him.

Bu Meng hugged Qing Ya and flew back dozens of steps before she stabilized her figure and stayed in mid-air.

At this time, Bu Meng was afraid for a while. If she hadn't got a pair of high-quality body armor, the blow just now would have killed her or seriously injured her.

My own experience in fighting the enemy is still too little, even if I am careful enough, it is difficult to grasp the key points.

The battle just now sounded very long, but in fact it only took place between a few breaths, and it was very thrilling.

……

Taking a deep breath, Bu Meng stabilized the soul power in her body, concentrated her mind, and prepared for the next battle.

Bu Meng had roughly estimated the opponent's strength in the fight between the electric light and the flint just now.

Very strong, I shouldn't be able to fight, but I can escape.

The man who pretended to be Wang Qi's younger brother just now has a spirit power level that is not lower than his own. The martial spirit should be of the plant type. Generally speaking, he does not have the ability to fly.

It's just that he escaped into the darkness in an instant just now, and now he can't detect his position, nor can he sense any fluctuations in soul power.

Like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time, he is really a troublesome character.

The muscular man in front of him has an extremely strong body, and I can't see through him. He should be a high-level soul king, or... the six-ring soul emperor.

Wuhun is unknown.

However, the punch just now was powerful and heavy, and my arm still feels tingling. It should be a relatively extreme attack-type soul master.

That is to say, if I don't care about it and run away, these two people will definitely not be able to stop it.

After all, speed is also a major strength of the Chiyan Golden Eagle.

Although Bu Meng has the heart of being a chivalrous hero, she is not a stunned young man. She will fight if she can beat her, and run away if she can't beat her. She will come back for revenge when she is strong enough in the future.

However, she still had some scruples in her heart, if she just ran away like this, she was afraid that Junior Brother Wang Qi would...

Therefore, Bumeng still plans to try to communicate first, to see if we can talk.

Even if you can't talk, you still have to find out the origin of the other party so that you can get revenge in the future.

"Humph."

The muscular man jumped over the dilapidated pavilion, looked directly at Bu Meng, and said unceremoniously:

"Oh, I just said it, just do it directly, what's the point of doing these twists and turns.

But they are afraid that your strength is too strong, or that there are people behind you, so they set up these small traps to test you.

If you want me to say, hit as long as you hit, why bother so much, real men never back down. "

Bu Meng looked at the muscular man in front of him who was more than two meters tall and could run a horse on his arm, and asked cautiously:
"Before we start the fight, I want to ask first, what is the enmity between us, what kind of grievance is it, it is worth all your efforts to deal with me.

Also, where is my other junior brother? "

"Ha ha."

The muscular man let out a sneer, put his hands on his chest, raised his head slightly, and said coldly:
"It looks like you really don't know who we are.

Well, since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully.

Or let you die to understand.

By killing you today, I want to avenge my mistress. "

Hearing this, Bu Meng was stunned, and a big black question mark appeared above her head.

What does your mistress have to do with me? I am a heroine who walks the rivers and lakes, doing things that are chivalrous, but I don't care about catching mistresses.

Looking at the sluggish expression of the fierce woman in front of him, the muscular man knew that she had misunderstood.

It doesn't matter, he is used to it, there is so much discrimination and prejudice in this world.

"I, the Jianghu people dominate the sword."

He pointed to himself, and then pointed behind him.

"The one who disguised his identity and attacked you just now is my second brother, Wisteria."

Afterwards, he sighed again, and said with a little sadness: "I also have a third younger brother, nicknamed Leiren."

"Yeah." After hearing what he said, Bu Meng nodded, but she still looked puzzled.

Can't find the point at all.

"At the same time, he is also the love of my life."

When he said this, the muscular man named Ba Dao showed a reminiscing expression.

It seems that... I remembered something happy.

……

(End of this chapter)