Meng 49 sword

Outside Wuxu Town, on Xiaomang Mountain, dawn will break.

A group of people rushed in the forest in a hurry, the overgrown branches scraped their sweaty faces, and the protruding roots tripped their feet, but this did not stop their galloping pace at all.

Because the deep roar of the beast was behind him, the stench like a rotting corpse followed everywhere.

"Run, run, run! Hurry up and run!" The sleeve of the last person had been bitten off, and one arm was bloody, but his figure was strong, and he seemed to be taking the initiative to come back.

A group of people continued to run desperately, heading away from the town, and fled into the depths of the mountain.

But soon, a person in front of him fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't get up after climbing a few times.The rest of the people were very anxious when they heard the sound, but they couldn't turn back, because turning back would mean death.

"Get up!" The man who ran at the end shouted hastily, but the monster with its mouth wide open and saliva dripping from its fangs had already shifted its target quickly.

"Roar!" The monster jumped up, and a huge figure passed over his head, and threw himself on the one who fell on the ground.His eyes were about to burst, and he rushed towards the monster decisively. He knocked the monster away with his flesh and blood, and then pulled up the young man who fell on the ground: "Run!"

The young man was so loud that his eardrums were about to burst, he subconsciously ran away.But when he ran out and looked back for the last time, the monster that was knocked away rolled around on the ground and roared.Its companions immediately rushed forward, opened its bloody mouth without any hesitation, and directly attacked the person who had just saved him, that person...

Not even a cry of pain.

Blood spewed out from the severed limbs, and the monster, which was chewing fresh human flesh, roared happily.Then he turned his head and stared at the young man who hadn't escaped with his red eyes like copper bells.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The young man ran for his life like crazy, and those companions who were running ahead just now didn't know where they went.He didn't know where they were going, where these man-eating ghosts came from, he only knew that everything changed overnight.

The quiet and peaceful town and the simple and friendly fellow villagers all disappeared overnight.

He was crying while running, whether it was shouting hysterically or running desperately, it seemed that he couldn't express the emotional situation in his heart.

Suddenly, a sword light lit up in front of him.

Several sword lights were like stars in the dark night, brushing the young man's body and slashing towards the monster.After a scalp-numbing cutting sound sounded, the young man looked back in amazement, and saw that the monsters following him had all turned into corpses.

"Are you okay? How is Wuxu Town?" A clear voice rang in his ears, and the young man suddenly turned around to see a young man standing behind him.

"Friar, you are a monk!" The young man grabbed him excitedly, with mud and tears all over his body: "Wuxu Town is gone, aren't you all very good?! Go and have a look, now all Gone! They're all dead, dead!"

The young man was naturally Meng Qiqi who came from Tianmu Mountain. At this time, Chen Boyan and Hou Muyun arrived behind, and the three of them looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"There are no monsters here anymore, you go forward, there are disciples from Tianmu Mountain in front of you." Meng Qiqi made a decisive decision, and the three immediately rushed to Wuxu Town.

At this time, Wuxu Town was submerged in the light of fire and the shadow of swords.

Meng Qiqi saw the flames from a long distance away, her heart skipped a beat, she immediately got up with her sword, and rushed there as fast as she could.The strong wind was blowing against his ears, and fine beads of sweat had quietly flowed down his cheeks.

The situation of entering the destination has far exceeded his expectations, it shouldn't be, didn't the disciples from Tianmu Mountain rush over before they arrived?Why is this still the case?

By the way, Zilu!

Meng Qiqi vaguely heard the sound of the piano through the sound of the wind, so she turned the tip of her sword and quickly approached the direction where the sound came from.But at the moment when he approached, the music of the piano quickly spread outwards, prompting the flames to explode.

Meng Qiqi had no choice but to raise her hand to cover it, and Yujian went up to avoid it.And in the light of the fire, he saw the silhouettes of monsters running around, and heard the roars of beasts one after another.

There are many more monsters here than he imagined, and they are still coming out continuously.

"Shen Qingya!" Meng Qiqi shouted.

Shen Qingya's figure quickly appeared on a roof, still plucking the strings in his hands, and the gust-like sound of the piano was like a sword blade, reaping the lives of the surrounding monsters.

Chen Boyan's support arrived just at this time.

Shen Qingya took a breath, but didn't leave, took out something from the Sumeru Ring and threw it at Meng Qiqi, and said loudly: "The Four Seas Hall has been withdrawn, the juniors will come right away, don't worry about me! Go to the location on the picture ! The directions where the cracks appear are regular, hurry up!"

In the firelight, Shen Qingya's gentle and handsome face was stained with blood, but his eyes were extremely firm and bright.

The two looked at each other across the night, and it only took a moment to reach a tacit understanding.Meng Qiqi withdrew immediately with the map, and Chen Boyan finally threw down a ten thousand sword to return to the sect to support Shen Qingya, and left one step later.

Soon, Meng Qiqi, Chen Boyan, and Hou Muyun turned into three beams of light, flying across the mountains like lightning.

In the forest below, someone looked up in the panting fight.He just glanced at it by chance, and the next moment he lowered his head and swung his hatchet to slash at the monster.

"Your ancestor! Get out!" The thick hatchet slammed on the head of the monster, so hard that it deformed the head.

After killing all the three monsters around him, he was so tired that he couldn't even lift the hatchet, panting like a bellows, every piece of cloth on his body was good.

But he knew that he couldn't stop, just like the life he had lived every day in the past few months, he could only survive by fighting, fighting, and fighting non-stop.

One day he would return to Jinling again, slap Wang Changlin on the face, and breathe out the evil spirit that had been stored in his heart for countless years on his face.

Thinking of this, he seemed to have some strength again, got up from the ground humming, and continued to walk forward.

This little fat man wielding a hatchet is naturally Wang Ziling.He set off from Jinling with Wang Wannan, walking all the way through poor mountains and rough waters, and he did not know how many pairs of shoes were worn out.

It's just that I didn't lose weight.

After walking forward for a while, Wang Ziling heard the roar of the monster again. He quickly hid and poured a few pills to restore vitality and heal wounds, but he didn't rush forward.

To be honest, he didn't understand what was going on at all, the place in Sichuan was so evil, how did the monsters escape?What is Tianmu Mountain doing?

Wang Ziling killed here for a long time, but he was still wandering around the same hill.He didn't see the crack, but he could feel the change in the number of monsters.He had obviously killed a lot, but after a long time the number of monsters suddenly increased, there must be something tricky.

If he continued to kill like this, he would be belching farts, and he would be exhausted, so Wang Ziling decided to use his rusty brain.

What Meng Qiqi said was right, opportunities are found in danger.

In fact, he also forgot whether Meng Qiqi said it, but Wang Ziling was sure that Meng Qiqi must have said it - he was lucky.

So Wang Ziling began to avoid the monsters with his fat but extremely flexible body, and swayed all over the mountain with a big hatchet.He slowly went to the place where the monsters were densely populated, carefully jumping from tree to tree to avoid the monsters.

Fortunately, monsters can't fly.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was the time of a stick of incense, or maybe half an hour later, Wang Ziling finally approached the crack.He looked at the white cyclone from a distance, and was overjoyed, but just when he wanted to get closer to explore the situation, he suddenly saw a figure there, which scared him almost to fall from the tree.

The man was dressed in black with a hood, very mysterious.

Wang Ziling hid behind the thick leaves without daring to come out. He instinctively sensed the danger from that man, and he wanted to retreat.

You want to ask him what to choose between fighting for his breath and saving his life?Then of course he chose to save his life!

What's the point of fighting if your life is gone?tone!

Prince Linghan didn't even dare to wipe it off, and returned back the same way furtively.But as soon as he stepped on another tree trunk, and the leaves moved a little, he felt a cold and murderous gaze falling behind him.

run!

As soon as Wang Ziling changed his sneaky style, he threw out the Huntian pestle in an instant, his fat body jumped down from the tree, landed on the pestle in a wobbly but still stable manner, and galloped away.

Hurry up!

Wang Ziling urged in his heart, and ran through the gap between two trees, but because the gap was too small, the branches and leaves protruding from both sides covered his face.

But fortunately he broke through, Wang Ziling hurriedly turned back to spy on the enemy at a critical moment - people didn't see it, but saw a little cold light.

It was the tip of a sword, the sunlight and the cold light of the sword converged at one point, it was so fucking dazzling.

"Damn!" Wang Ziling's body tilted and fell from the pestle, rolling up a pile of fallen leaves and hitting the nearby tree.Although this posture was embarrassing, Wang Ziling also avoided the sword.

He hastily got up from the ground, hid behind the tree with hands and feet together, panted and carefully poked his head out to look, but he didn't see anyone.

What about the man in the hood?

What about the sword?

Wang Ziling swallowed hard, and kept looking around, but still couldn't find anything.But this did not reduce the sense of crisis in his heart, on the contrary, he became more panicked and afraid.

He knew that person must still be around.

Where will he be?

The Huntian Pestle had fallen to the ground at this moment, Wang Ziling moved his fingers furtively, trying to summon the Huntian Pestle to his hand unconsciously.And his other hand has already touched his hatchet at this moment.

This is also learned from Meng Qiqi, at critical moments, there will never be too many weapons.

After touching the handle of the hatchet, Wang Ziling finally felt relieved, and then turned around—oh my god!He is right behind!

Wang Ziling couldn't care about that much anymore, grabbed a handful of soil and threw it head-on, then the hatchet followed, fighting it out!

But he still underestimated that person's strength, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the knife in his hand didn't have any feeling of hitting the real place. The next moment, a dull pain hit his wrist.

"Ah!" Wang Ziling cried out in pain, and dropped the hatchet.

Immediately afterwards, the man kicked Wang Ziling to the ground again, with the tip of his sword against Wang Ziling's throat, he seemed to have sized him up a few times before he said: "I don't know who it is, it turns out to be the idiot young master of the Wang family. "

"Who are you?" Wang Ziling gritted his teeth.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you won't know me if I tell you." The other party said without hiding the contempt in his mouth.

Wang Ziling glared, his face flushed red.Just like he used to be, incompetent, useless, unable to even resist, like a weak bug that could be trampled to death.

"It seems that it was a mistake for Meng Qiqi to choose you. By the time you turn into a human being, Daxia will die long ago." The man picked Wang Ziling's chin with his sword, shook his head slowly, but did not kill him .

It seemed that even killing him took too much effort.

"Shut up!" Wang Ziling couldn't bear the humiliation, and the flesh on his face began to tremble.

The man had no leisure to communicate with him, and when he was thinking whether to kill him with a sword or leave Meng Qiqi with a thought, suddenly, his pupils shrank.

In a blink of an eye, he withdrew his sword and stabbed back, and blocked the Huntian pestle that was stabbing at the back of his head with a "clang".But Wang Ziling swept away the humiliated expression just now, grabbed the hatchet and ran away.While running, he took out things from the Sumeru Ring and threw them back, such as throwing knives and smoke, no matter whether it was useful or not, just throw them away.

Such random obstruction actually created some troubles for that person.He showed a rare embarrassment, but there was a hint of interest in his eyes looking at Wang Ziling's back.

He thought that his evaluation of this idiot young master might be biased.

Ahead, Wang Ziling was still running away, but when he looked back - that man was chasing him again!And what about this interesting expression!He is not delicious braised pork!

"Your ancestor!" Wang Ziling scolded while running, which could give him unlimited motivation and courage.

However, the repeated vicious battles had severely exhausted his physical strength and energy, so he could only hope to run a little farther until that heartless, irresponsible Wang Wannan, who only cared about eating and drinking, came to rescue him.

"Help ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Wang Ziling ran all the way, he could feel the man's hand behind his back.Just a little bit, a little bit more!

Suddenly, someone stepped on the top of Wang Ziling's head.

He looked up suddenly, and saw a plain white figure passing over his head, she was wearing a pair of shoes embroidered with plum petals.

Wang Ziling was a little dazed, he didn't expect to meet another girl here, she was such a young and beautiful girl.

The next moment, the girl drew her sword and killed the man in the hood. Her hands were sharp and light, but she stopped the man who drove him to hell with just three moves.

Wang Ziling opened his mouth wide, forgot to run away, and muttered: "My ancestor..."