Master System

The five sects are all under the jurisdiction of the Sanding Sect, so there may be intersections, and there may be no intersections.

Anyway, the relationship between them is very sparse. Now that everyone has arrived, Meng Cuo dare not act rashly.

He was looking for the right time to watch the battle between Qu Ling and Tan Taihong.

After all, the Fragrant Mountain Sect had the advantage of the home field, and when Qu Ling fought with Tan Taihong, the rest of them simply threw off their arms and fought.There are four members of Xiangshan sect including Tantai Hong, but there are only three of Qingfeng sect.

The other sects who stayed to wait and see have not yet intervened.

After listening to the conversation between Qu Ling and Tan Taihong just now, all fools knew that Tan Taihong had robbed Qu Ling of the key to the entrance of the Tianhu Treasure Cave.As for how Meng Cuo got together with Qu Ling, isn't that hard to say?If Qu Ling had the key in the first place, he would never have come to Dabai Mountain.The only possibility is that Meng gave the key to Qu Ling by mistake.

So now, the remaining inner disciple of Xiangshan Sect looked at Meng Cuo and walked towards Meng Cuo slowly.

No one stands up, no one will help Meng Cuo.

Here, standing here, he is the only one.

The white-washed robe was blown up and stirred by the night wind.

Like the clamoring blood in Meng Cuo's blood, it boiled little by little in the silent footsteps of the Xiangshan sect disciple.

However, no matter how hot his body was, Meng Cuo's expression was still calm, motionless, regardless of the weather.

This disciple of Fragrant Mountain Sect is called Feng Qiyuan. He has been with Fragrant Mountain Sect for a long time, and he is Tan Taihong's senior brother.Tan Taihong is a new disciple of Fragrant Mountain Sect, but he is very talented and even has a strong background, so this trip to Tianhu Treasure Cave, everyone respects Tan Taihong.

Feng Qiyuan approached step by step, he was moving, but Meng Cuo was not.

Meng Cuo just looked at him, almost without blinking his eyes.

The white one is his old robe; the black one is the thick dark night around him.

Killing intent, floating in the air.

It is said that the weather suitable for killing people is rainy.

Meng Cuo didn't remember who said this to him, but it was inexplicably clear.

The palm he held in his sleeve still didn't move.

Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, there is no wind and no fish, and the upside-down Milky Way is boundless in the sky above the ruins of Dabaimen.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Meng Cuo finally moved, even faster than Feng Qiyuan.

Qu Ling and Tan Taihong over there are also fighting fiercely, and the rest of them are also fighting, it's hard to tell who is the top.

Most people's attention was on Qu Ling and Tan Taihong, so at the moment when Meng Cuo and Feng Qiyuan were fighting, only Xue Jiu noticed.

From the moment Meng Cuo stood there, Xue Jiu felt that something was wrong with Meng Cuo.

That feeling is innate, and some people have a strange acuity to see things clearly.

Xue Jiu is.

And Meng Cuo...

Right now, he doesn't think about anything.

He is just a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he even came up from taking drugs. His opponent is a real mid-stage foundation establishment monk.Generally speaking, it is absolutely impossible for Meng Cuo to beat Feng Qiyuan. Although Feng Qiyuan thinks Meng Cuo's cultivation is weird, he never thinks that Meng Cuo can beat him.

This Meng Cuo, who was able to take out the fragments of the Tianhu Baojian, was definitely not a simple-minded person, and he must be with Qu Ling.

Rather kill the wrong, don't let it go!

The cold wind was blowing, but Meng Cuo's right hand was never exposed.

He is extremely fast, and he hasn't practiced half of Que Tian Jue, but he found a copy of "Speed ​​Movement" in the database when he was in retreat.This technique focuses on speed, and follows the rule of "speed determines everything".There is a saying that "the only thing that can't be defeated in martial arts in the world is speed", no matter how simple the technique is, as long as the speed is fast enough, before the opponent makes a move, you will be the first to strike, and you will naturally be invincible.

Meng Cuo is erudite, and he is always open to all kinds of theories. This one of speed may seem useless on weekdays, but in actual combat, it often has amazing results.

In general battles, few people choose such sideways techniques, nor do they take such an extreme route.

So Feng Qiyuan was negligent, he only felt a white line leading a series of afterimages in front of him, and when he drew his sword, Meng Cuo was already a foot in front of him.

Something entangled his sword, and then there was the sound of steel blades joining together, clanging, and a string of sparks passed from the tip of his sword, along the sharp blade, to his hand in an instant.

Feng Qiyuan only felt that his hand was cold, as if he had touched some ice cube.

When he looked up, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

What overflowed from Meng Cuo's finger seemed not to be the light of a thin blade, but a starlight!

Although Feng Qiyuan couldn't see Meng Cuo, he could feel Meng Cuo's aura.

After all, Meng Cuo's cultivation was weaker, and he was able to bully him now only because of his fast speed, and in terms of force, Feng Qiyuan felt that he was better.

The icy breath was very close, and Feng Qiyuan immediately activated his defense like a conditioned reflex.

Immediately, a light yellow mask lit up in the darkness, and the soft circle of light, at the moment it collided with the afterimage, shot out a strong light, attracting everyone's attention.

Only then did Meng Cuo realize the insurmountable gap between monks of different levels.

Gritting his teeth hard, he knew he couldn't retreat at this moment.

The speed made his figure disappear in the night, but once he was hindered, his figure appeared almost immediately.

His face was pale, and his robe was thrown away by such a violent impact.

He was knocked away by the mask like a rock, and at the same time his right hand trembled slightly.

But Feng Qiyuan is not having a good time, flying flowers and picking leaves to hurt people is only because of his speed, how terrible is Meng Cuo's speed just now?It's not teleportation, but what kind of skill is it that can have such a fast speed?

Feng Qiyuan was confused, but this confusion did not come at the right time.

The moment Meng Cuo saw his slackened eyes, he had activated the Speed ​​Movement Technique again.

This speed movement technique can provide abnormal speed, and the consumption of spiritual power is naturally not ordinary.On Meng Cuo's right hand, the fingertips seemed to have grown a blade, which was thinly sliced, allowing the moonlight to dissolve in the light of the blade.

He hit it again quickly and violently, and in an instant, like a silver bottle being broken, the water slurry splashed, and the mask burst instantly!

Before Feng Qiyuan raised his hand and waved his sword, the knife at Meng Cuo's fingertips had been raised slightly, drawing a beautiful circular arc from top to bottom, cutting down from the top of Feng Qiyuan's head, along the midline of the human body, so lightly Draw a line.

After the action was over, Meng made a wrong turn and retreated to another direction.

From the top of the head between the eyebrows to the center of the bridge of the nose, Feng Qiyuan followed his neck, chest and abdomen all the way...

All the blood in the body shot out from this line.

There was no blood on Meng Cuo's knife.

Five-line knife, killing without a drop of blood.

Meng Cuo is out of money now. When he stood under the eaves for a while, he had already spent all the remaining spirit stones to duplicate this knife.

This is among the second-level weapons, and Meng Cuo thinks it is the most suitable for use with the speed movement technique.

Small, vicious, spicy, tricky.

And the speed movement technique is not a wide-ranging technique.

Small effort, big gain.

After killing the first person, it doesn't feel like killing another person.

At least in Meng Cuo, he even started to feel a little numb, as if killing people is equal to cutting melons and vegetables.

Feng Qiyuan is dead.

In the Foundation Establishment period, monks do not have a Nascent Soul, and death is equivalent to total death.

The people around immediately began to exclaim, and they never expected that Feng Qiyuan would be cut by Meng Cuo just after two moves!

But how did Meng Cuo make the move, but they didn't see it clearly. Their only impression of Meng Cuo was - hurry up!

It's too fast. If you don't use your spiritual sense, you can't keep up with Meng Cuo's speed. This kind of speed is almost fatal in a small-scale battle.

Meng Cuo had just overturned everyone's previous impression of him just after making a move.

Before, they all thought that Meng Cuo was nothing more than a bag of wine, a cowardly flattery to curry favor with others, but at this moment, he shot steadily, quickly, without messing around at all, how clean and neat is it?

When the knife was raised and dropped, he already had the aura of killing and decisiveness.

Yunjizong Wu Cheng, who had not made a move here, frowned slightly, and was about to say something to the people behind him, but at this moment, the battle situation in the field changed again!

Tan Taihong had been fighting with Qu Ling, and Feng Qiyuan was fighting with others, and Tan Taihong didn't notice until the result came out.

It was related to the fragments of the Tianhu Baojian, and it was a major event such as whether he could enter the Tianhu Baojian. Qu Ling's move was a deadly move.

"Despicable villain, also do such a nasty thing of sneak attack from behind! Hand over the fragments of the Tianhu treasure mirror, and I will spare you!"

Qu Ling gave a cold snort, and at the same time, he had enough hatred for Tantai Hong.

People around have known about the fragments of the Tianhu treasure mirror for a long time. How rare is a fragment of the Tianhu treasure mirror?It is this qualification that everyone is fighting for, and it is impossible for everyone to give up.

It's just that I don't know how powerful a fragment is.

In an instant, the people around who were not moving began to move around.

It's just that Xue Jiu's focus is different from others. He can't understand Meng Cuo's shot, but since Meng Cuo entered the field and started fighting, his eyes have never left the opponent.However - at this moment, there are only six people and one corpse fighting in the arena, what about Meng Cuo?

Tan Taihong swung his long sword to block Qu Ling's attack, "The little girl is very ruthless."

Qu Ling was not a good person, but it was the first time he was insulted so openly.

In her rage, she activated the celestial maiden's technique of scattering flowers, made seals with her fingers, and poked Tan Taihong's eyebrows with one finger, "Surrender!"

Tantai Hongxin said he wanted him to die, dreaming!

A smile spread across his face, and at the same time, Qu Ling had already stepped three feet into Tantai Hong's body - so countless rays of light shot up into the sky, trapping Qu Ling in it.

Qu Ling didn't know when the formation was set up, and the surrounding spiritual power intertwined instantly, and when his chest hit, Qu Ling immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tan Taihong laughed wildly, "Kill me, come and kill me! Hahaha——"

There was a soft "poof", and the sound stopped abruptly.

Tan Taihong's eyes turned red, and he saw a flower of blood blooming from his chest, and the five pointed blades made a bloodletting groove, letting his blood drip down to the ground along the tip of the knife.

kill me-

kill.

Only.

His body, as if a balloon had been punctured, immediately withered, and all the spiritual power overflowed.

The formation that trapped Qu Ling immediately went dark, without anyone controlling it, it disappeared without a trace.

The five blades were pulled out gently, without a sound.

But at this moment, there was silence in the arena, and everyone was watching this frightening action.

Tan Taihong's eyes are still open, and he will not rest in peace.

He fell down, and the fragment that he had taken before was floating in mid-air.

The person standing behind Tan Taihong finally showed his figure.

Meng Cuo just stood there ordinaryly, above his five fingers, the sharp five-line blade shone with a cold light.He grasped it weakly with five fingers, and with a slight movement, the five-line saber disappeared.

The palms are clean and fair, and the fingers are long and strong.

He stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and ejected the fragment of the Heavenly Lake Treasure Mirror floating in front of him, turning it into a beam of sick light.

Qu Ling quickly pulled her finger, and snapped the beautiful orchid, only to hear the sound of her fingernail colliding with the shard of that day's Hu Baojian, and she had already pinched the shard between her fingers.

The eyes were complicated for a moment, and Qu Ling finally smiled, implying vigilance: "Thank you, Master Meng, for your righteous rescue."

It's jaw-dropping how quickly attitudes change before and after.

"Thief! You actually killed me Tantai Junior Brother!"

"Brother Tantai shouted 'Kill me, kill me', I thought he was joking, wouldn't this fulfill him?"

Meng Cuo smiled slightly, and at the same time held the five fingers of his right hand again, looking very relaxed.

It's just that it's already very difficult for him to take another step, one is to attack him by surprise, and the other is to sneak attack.

After all, Meng Cuo was only a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. Although he didn't suffer any injuries, his spiritual power was empty, so he couldn't continue to fight.

He had killed two people in a row just now, and the residual power left behind was still there. Everyone was shocked and did not dare to go forward.

Qu Ling took a look at Meng Cuo, and suddenly smiled charmingly. He retreated back, and when he drew his sword decisively, he cooperated with the other two female disciples of Qingfeng Sect, and beheaded the other two disciples of Xiangshan Sect.

Kill decisively, just in the blink of an eye.

Qu Ling flicked the blood on the sword: "It's just to repay the kindness of the head of Meng."

Meng Cuo rolled up his sleeves and glanced around, no one should do anything.

He glanced at Fang Qing who was lying on the ground, and said, "Get up."

Fang Qing trembled, such a bloody scene, as well as these unpredictable personal methods, made him deeply afraid.He was arrested and tortured by Tan Taihong, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

However, Meng Cuo had no time to talk to him, so he took advantage of the situation and said loudly: "Everyone, it's all for the treasure cave of Tianhu Lake. I, Meng Cuo, just got ten fragments of the treasure mirror of Tianhu Lake today, and one of them has been given to Fairy Qu Ling , six of the remaining nine will be auctioned tomorrow, and the one with the highest price will win."

At this moment, Qu Ling's face was distorted.

She regarded one fragment as a treasure before, but Meng Cuo only waved his hand lightly after speaking, and nine fragments were arranged in midair one by one, floating up.

The ethereal aura spread instantly, and the green light was even brighter on the Xiaobai Mountain not far away.

What is courage?

that's.

Meng is wrong, that is, he is very poor, but sometimes it is more shocking to make a move.

He stood there with an expression of "I am a local tyrant, what are you doing to me", but the killing just now added a bit of blood and hostility to his pale robe.