The Supreme Being

Reality did not allow Meng Qi to have any unnecessary thoughts. Jiang Zhiwei's White Rainbow Sun-piercing Sword was suddenly raised. The sword's power was ethereal, like smoke and fog, and there were faintly shining stars. It was unpredictable. Whether it was Meng Qi's mental reflection or his eyesight, It is impossible to tell which is true or false, or any change may turn into reality.

Meng Qi had no choice but to retract his long sword, which seemed to be slashing slowly and diagonally. It contained countless changes, each of which was so fast that there was only an afterimage to adapt to the changes.

Dang, dang, dang, as the swords continued to clash, Meng Qi found that Jiang Zhiwei's true energy was extremely condensed, like a trace of sword energy, which could not be borrowed or discharged.

Changes continued to unfold. Jiang Zhiwei suddenly retracted her long sword and slashed down with simplicity and strength. She was clumsy in changes and stronger than Qi. The force was overwhelming in her heart. In Meng Qi's eyes, it was like a mountain peak falling down.

The nearby area is filled with faint glazed Buddha light. Jiang Zhiwei's sword movement and Meng Qi's sword moves will cause the stream of light to remain in the air for a moment, allowing the two to fight in the traces of the past, creating a dream-like, unreal and illusory scene. .

Facing this sword, Meng Qi had no chance to transmit the message into the secret and shout loudly. He could not try to call out his name, which made Jiang Zhiwei struggle. He could only cut out a sword quickly, like lightning flashing across the sky, breaking the momentum quickly.

Jiang Zhiwei's sword suddenly accelerated when it was in the middle. The long sword was like dragging an afterimage, and it struck Meng Qi's blade at once, as if he had been waiting for him to respond like this.

It was difficult to exert force from the side, Meng Qi hit hard with his right hand, and Tian Zhi Shang almost missed.

Jiang Zhiwei's sword unfolds, sometimes as fast as thunder, sometimes as pure and motionless, sometimes as smart and changeable, sometimes as protruding as a peak, sometimes contrary to the principles of the sword, with flaws everywhere, and sometimes the sword becomes Tai Chi, all in one piece.

She possesses the essence of every sword she wields, wields it with ease, and is much better than Meng Qi's swordsmanship.

Meng Qi's sword skills also have nearly ten essences, but he can't always integrate them into one. He shows them randomly in his own story, and they are like beams and pillars that have not yet been built into a hall.

But Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship has reached this level. Each sword points directly at Meng Qi's flaw, and shows the most suitable essence. Moreover, each sword is not completely separated, but vaguely follows a certain law.

From complex to simple, from simple to complex, there is no difference between Dugu Yijian.

Meng Qi was completely at a disadvantage. He could only defend himself and his spirit was tense, like a bowstring ready to go. If not, if Jiang Zhiwei had created an opportunity, he would have been hit by a series of killing moves. Wave after wave, unbearable.

He also wanted to tell stories with swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but when he first faced his friends, he could not arouse the murderous intention and fear of manslaughter. His momentum was suppressed by the "enchanted" Jiang Zhiwei, and he was at a disadvantage in the mental battle. You can't make full use of your eight-stop strength. In the current situation, how difficult is it to get up and tell a wonderful story again?

This can't go on like this any longer!

Meng Qi knew something was wrong. If he continued like this, he would become more and more trapped in the situation, and he might not even have a chance to fight back!

He was using the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, his body was glowing with light gold, and he slashed out abruptly, as if he was recklessly exchanging injuries for injuries.

The silver-white electric light jumped, leaving snake-like traces in the faint colored glaze surrounding it. Jiang Zhiwei folded her long sword and pierced the back of Meng Qi's sword. It was still the same place, still in the same position, and some of the previous strength even remained. As the layers continue to pile up, Meng Qi may not be able to hold on to Heaven's Injury anymore.

The sword thrust was weak, and Meng Qi's "Heaven's Wound" swayed. The long sword in his left hand thrust out at the same time, with no time difference, almost at the same time.

Jiang Zhiwei swung his long sword horizontally, and the hilt of the sword hit Meng Qi Liuhuo exactly like the yin and yang attracting each other, but it was still weak.

At this moment, Meng Qi's "Heaven's Wound" was raised, and the head of his pocket was slashed down. The sword was so fierce that it trembled and he slashed eight times before finally slashing out with all his heart.

"Crazy thunder shook the sky"!

Relying on the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills and mutual exchanges between left and right, Meng Qi finally seized the opportunity!

Originally, it was easier to control the opponent with Ananda's breaking sword technique, but the obsession and desire caused by "Yuan Mo" consciousness added fuel to the fire.

Boom!

The airflow compression caused by eight false cuts brought out loud thunder, adding to the fierceness.

Purple lightning is spit out and transformed into a wild dragon. After Meng Qi's Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills are promoted to the Seventh Aperture, he no longer needs to deliberately accumulate Purple Thunder Jin. He can directly use the core methods of Mysterious Skills and Purple Thunder Jin to simulate the Purple Electric Jin with his own true energy. , the power seems to be different!

More miraculous than the Small No-Phase Kung Fu and the Gong of Gui Zang Ten Thousand Thousand Things!

Of course, the premise is to have the core part of the technique and the luck route.

The wild electric dragon staggers head to tail, absorbing the vitality of the air flow, making the surrounding void feel like it is collapsing towards the center. This makes the sword appear to be vast, like a rolling purple wheel, crushing all things and invincible!

Despite being deceived, Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have no choice but to defend herself in the face of Meng Qi's sword. However, the Bai Hong Sun Sword that hit her rebounded strangely, half a breath faster than Meng Qi expected.

She did not defend and counterattacked, and the sword light surged, pure and pure. It also struck up and down, across the sea, split mountains and divided oceans. It was so majestic and unstoppable that it cut straight through a flaw after the thunderous thunder shook the sky and its momentum climbed to its peak.

How could it be... Meng Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and the surrounding scene was suddenly reflected in his mind. He saw countless traces remaining on the light colored glaze, which had not had time to disappear, starting from Jiang Zhiwei's first move, to the current "Strike on the Sea".

The traces are mysterious, like the trajectory of stars, and the marks left by the sword tip are like stars.

At this moment, the glazed Buddha's light filling the four directions seemed to have turned into an infinite universe, but Jiang Zhiwei's sword moves were like stars filled in, surrounding all the traces of Meng Qi's sword moves and movements, leaving no life in all directions.

The stars are dotted, and their trajectories are connected, turning into beautiful nebulae, and the most brilliant, brightest and most critical star is exactly this way of "struck the sea"!

It turned out that this was a sword she had been preparing for a long time. Unless she had anticipated the deception, if I had not used the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills and left-right fighting to regain some of the situation, I would have been completely passive now and had no chance of winning!

Boom!

The nine thunder and lightning dragons were chopped into two pieces and exploded in purple color, completely disrupting the traces on the surrounding glazed Buddha light. When the swords struck each other, there was no longer a crisp sound, but a roaring explosion.

After Meng Qi swung his sword, his true energy stagnated, and his subsequent "Flying Immortal from Heaven" was half a beat too slow.

Jiang Zhiwei's reverberating long sword had risen again, and Meng Qi suddenly felt that his soul was frightened, his whole body was numb, and his moves became sluggish.

Before the sword move was made, divine will arrived first, and the glazed Buddha light seemed to dim a little. This was the Dharmakaya's killing move "Sword comes out without self".

Meng Qi knew it was it, but knowing it and reacting were two different things. The soul seemed to be restrained by the sword and bound by some unchanging law between heaven and earth. No matter how he responded, it seemed to be slowed down and separated from life and death.

He tried his best to operate the "Immortal Seal Technique" and the "Transforming Heaven and Strike the Earth Technique", and tried his best to use the "Flying Immortal from the Sky", but the sword light seemed to have condensed, and Jiang Zhiwei's bright red and enchanting eyes were looking at him indifferently and ruthlessly.

Suddenly, a wave appeared in Jiang Zhiwei's pupils, as if he was struggling, and his sword intention became unstable.

Chance? Meng Qi didn't have time to think about anything else. He kicked his body on one side, like a chariot galloping, directly closing the distance between the two parties to within three feet. His left shoulder deliberately hit the tip of Jiang Zhiwei's sword, and the light gold was penetrated, but The damage was weakened, and the muscles and bones exerted force to clamp the sword.

Jiang Zhiwei pulled back hard, and Meng Qi pounced forward. The two sides were so close that their breathing could be heard.

Jiang Zhiwei did not try to draw the sword again, but instead activated her sword energy. Her Dharma Body ultimate move was interrupted by herself, causing some backlash, and she was unable to activate the treasure weapon for the time being.

The light gold is bright, competing with the sharpness, and the sound of splitting is constant.

No need to block for long, just one breath!

The "Heaven's Injury" on Meng Qi's right hand fell to the ground on its own, and with his five fingers pinching the mysterious mark, he pressed the large acupuncture point in front of Jiang Zhiwei's body.

Jiang Zhiwei's left hand formed a sword finger and pointed at Meng Qi's palm.

Meng Qi used his five fingers, and Jiang Zhiwei's sword finger rose up and hit the bridge of his nose. The attack was offset by the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, and only two strands of blood flowed out.

Then, Meng Qi waved his right hand and hit Jiang Zhiwei's midsection with his backhand. His index finger suddenly pointed out, and his strength was revealed, as if there was starlight condensing, and it quickly spread to other large acupoints.

Star God's acupuncture finger!

Jiang Zhiwei slowly fell to the ground, her hand holding the sword not loosening at all.

Seeing this, Meng Qicai breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to waste time. He rummaged through Jiang Zhiwei's purse and other places and took out the Bahu Pill.

With a slight exertion of force on her right hand, Jiang Zhiwei opened her mouth. Meng Qi flicked his fingers with his left hand, and the Ba Hui Dan flew into her mouth and melted when it met the water.

Then, Meng Qi pressed the palm of his hand on her vest, using his energy to help her release the medicinal power. Then he took out the cold medicine in front of the Buddha and placed it in front of Jiang Zhiwei, pouring her spirit into it and stimulating it directly.

The light is like a bean, but it can illuminate all directions. It is filled with warmth, purity and solemnity, and complements the surrounding glazed Buddha light.

This place seems to be no longer a demonic world, but a Buddhist land.

The light of the green lantern shone on Jiang Zhiwei's body, revealing every trace of demonic aura, and there was a twisted black shadow between his eyebrows.

Meng Qi's face became solemn, his temperament changed, like the sky looking down at the vicissitudes of the sea, he invaded Jiang Zhiwei's soul with the magic of changing the sky and striking the earth.

Half of the soul sea is dark, and the remaining half of the "sword energy" is arrogant and resisting.

After being mid-air, Jiang Zhiwei's soul was weak and entangled in traces of black energy. Her eyes were blood red and hollow, and the sharp energy gradually turned into filth.

When the light shines in, the medicine becomes more powerful, and the black energy is stabilized and slowly dissipates.

Meng Qi directly evoked Jiang Zhiwei's memory fragments, and countless golden lights gathered and poured into her soul, allowing her to get rid of the influence of the intention to kill.

"...I've already thought of a nickname for you when you become famous."

"What?"

"Chicken Sword God."

The sound echoed, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes escaped from the void, and his soul turned into a sword energy and soared into the sky.

The black energy was crushed, screams arose, and Meng Qi's spirit was ejected from the sea of ​​​​mind.

There was black energy emanating from Jiang Zhiwei's seven orifices, which was completely illuminated by the light of the green lantern. Then she made a sound in her throat and violently vomited out a large puddle of black water. It was dark and dirty, but the blood color of her eyes and the allure of her lips faded away. .

"It's finally healed." Meng Qi couldn't help but smile brightly, and then he was distracted from his injury, and his muscles squirmed to stop the bleeding.

Jiang Zhiwei looked at Meng Qi, who still had two strands of nosebleeds, bit his lip, half suppressing laughter and half moved: "Why don't you wipe your face."

Meng Qi responded, first helping Jiang Zhiwei's acupoints, and then wiping away the nosebleed.

"Thanks to you again." Jiang Zhiwei sighed, "It was like I had a nightmare that I couldn't get rid of."

Meng Qi rescued a comrade, and was temporarily in a high mood. He nodded: "The matter is urgent. We must find Senior Brother Qi and the others quickly, so as not to become entangled and difficult to separate. Let's talk as we go."