Reality did not allow Mengqi to think too much. Jiang Zhiwei's Sword of the Sun-Penetrating Rainbow suddenly rose up. The sword momentum was ethereal, like smoke and fog, faintly revealing a bit of bright starlight, changing unpredictably. Mengqi could not distinguish the real from the fake, whether it was the reflection of his mind or the judgment of his eyes and ears. Perhaps any change could turn into reality.
Mengqi had to withdraw his long saber. It seemed to be a slow slash that contained countless changes. Each change was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen. Clang, clang, clang.
As the saber and the sword continued to clash, Mengqi found that Jiang Zhiwei's genuine Qi was extremely condensed, like a trace of Sword Qi that could not be borrowed or disarmed.
The changes continued to unfold. Jiang Zhiwei suddenly withdrew her long sword, chopping downwards with a simple and unyielding style. It was clumsy in changes but strong in Qi dynamic. In Mengqi's eyes, it was as if a mountain had fallen directly.
The surroundings were filled with a faint glaze of Buddha's light. Jiang Zhiwei's sword momentum and Mengqi's saber movement would all drive the flowing light, which remained in the air for a moment. It made the two fight in the traces of the past produce a kind of dreamy and unreal scene.
In the face of this sword, Mengqi did not have the opportunity to use Secret Voice-sending or shout. He could not try to call out Jiang Zhiwei's name to make her struggle. He could only quickly slash his saber, like lightning in the sky, to break the momentum with speed.
Jiang Zhiwei's sword suddenly accelerated halfway. The long sword seemed to drag an afterimage and slashed at Mengqi's saber, as if she had been waiting for his response.
It was difficult to exert force from the side. Mengqi's right hand was heavy, and Heaven Inflicted Pain almost fell out of his hand.
Jiang Zhiwei's sword momentum was unfolded. Sometimes it was as fast as thunder, sometimes it was pure and unmoving, sometimes it was elegant and changeable, sometimes it was strange and prominent, sometimes it violated the sword theory and was full of flaws, and sometimes it was like a Tai Chi, which was integrated as one.
Every move of hers had its own essence. It was easy and easy to use, which was much better than Mengqi's saber and sword art.
Meng Qi's bladesmanship had also gained close to ten kinds of Essences, but he had never been able to integrate them into one and display them at will in his own story. They were like pillars that had yet to be built into a hall.
However, Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship had already reached such a level. Every stroke of her sword was aimed at Meng Qi's flaws and perfectly displayed the most suitable essence. Moreover, every stroke of her sword was not completely separated, but rather followed a certain pattern.
From complex to simple, from simple to complex, there was no difference. of Dugu Yi's sword.
Mengqi was completely at a disadvantage. He could only be tired of defending and tense, like a bowstring ready to be shot. If he did not do so, Jiang Zhiwei would create an opportunity and he would be hit by a series of killing moves, wave after wave, which was unbearable.
He also wanted to use his bladesmanship and sword art to tell a story. But when facing his companions at the beginning, he could not raise his killing intent and the mentality of not being afraid of accidental killing. His momentum was suppressed by the "possessed" Jiang Zhiwei, and he was at a disadvantage in the spiritual confrontation. He could not use eight out of ten of his strength. Now, how difficult would it be to rise up and tell a wonderful story?
"I can't let it go on like this!"
Mengqi knew that something was wrong. If it went on like this, he would fall deeper and deeper into the trap. He was afraid that he would not even have a chance to fight back!
He ran the Eight Nine Mysteries, and his body glowed with a pale golden light. He suddenly slashed out, as if he did not care about the consequences and wanted to exchange injury for injury.
The silver-white electric light jumped, leaving snake-like traces in the light glaze that shrouded the surroundings. Jiang Zhiwei bent her long sword and stabbed straight at the back of Mengqi's saber. It was the same place, the same position, and there was even some residual force from before. Layer by layer, Mengqi was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to Heaven Inflicted Pain.
The sword stabbed down with weak force. Mengqi's "Heaven Inflicted Pain" swung downwards, and the long sword in his left hand stabbed out at the same time. There was no time difference, and they attacked almost at the same time.
Jiang Zhiwei's long sword swept horizontally, and the hilt hit Mengqi's Flowing Fire precisely like the attraction of Yin and Yang. But the force was still weak.
At this moment, Mengqi's "Heaven Inflicted Pain" swung downwards and chopped down. The momentum of the saber was firm and fierce, and the ground trembled. He chopped eight times in the air, and only then did he chop out the last time.
"Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky"!
Relying on the Eight Nine Mysteries and the Left and Right Inter-fighting, Mengqi finally seized the opportunity!
Originally, it was easier to control his opponent with the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship, but the consciousness of "Primogenitor Devil" was attached, and Mengqi was afraid that it would cause the obsession and desire to add fuel to the fire.
Boom!
The airflow compression caused by the eight empty slashes brought out a loud thunder, adding to the momentum of the saber.
Purple lightning spat out and turned into a raging dragon. After Mengqi's Eight Nine Mysteries reached the Seven Acupores level, he no longer needed to deliberately accumulate the Purple Thunder Force. He could directly run the magic skill and the Purple Thunder Force to simulate the purple lightning force with his own genuine Qi. The power was similar!
It was even more magical than the Minor Formless Skill and the Art of Omni-concealing!
Of course, the premise was that he had the core part of the skill and the route of Qi Circulation.
The head and tail of the raging electric dragon crisscrossed, absorbing the airflow and vitality, making the surrounding void feel like it was collapsing toward the center. Thus, the saber momentum appeared vast, like a rolling purple wheel, crushing everything and destroying everything!
Being deceived repeatedly, Jiang Zhiwei seemed to only be able to protect herself in the face of Mengqi's saber. However, when she hit Flowing Fire's Sword of the Sun-Penetrating Rainbow, she rebounded in a strange way, faster than Mengqi had expected.
She did not defend but attacked instead. The sword light soared and was as pure as one, striking from above and below, crossing the sea and splitting the mountains and oceans. It was mighty and unstoppable, and it went straight for a flaw after the momentum of the Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky had risen to its peak.
"How could it be …" Mengqi's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly reflected the surrounding scene. He saw that there were countless traces left on the faint colored glass that had yet to disappear, from Jiang Zhiwei's first move to the current "Hitting the Sea".
The traces were mysterious, like the orbit of the stars, and the traces left by the tip of the sword were like stars.
At this moment, the colored glass Buddha's light that filled the surroundings seemed to have turned into a boundless universe, but Jiang Zhiwei's sword movement was like the stars that filled it, surrounding all the traces of Mengqi's saber movement and saber momentum. There was no chance of survival in all directions.
The stars were dotted, and their trajectories were connected, turning into a beautiful nebula, and the brightest and most crucial star was the "Hitting the Sea" move!
"It turned out that she had been accumulating" momentum "for a long time. If I hadn't used Eight Nine Mysteries and Left and Right Inter-fighting to turn the situation around, I would be in a completely passive position now, with no chance of winning!"
"Boom!"
The nine electric dragons were cut into two, and the purple color exploded, completely messing up the traces on the surrounding colored glass Buddha's light. The collision of the saber and the sword was no longer a crisp sound, but a loud explosion.
After Mengqi swung his long saber, his genuine Qi stagnated, and the follow-up "Heavenly Fairy" was half a beat slower.
Jiang Zhiwei's reverberating long sword had already risen again, and Mengqi suddenly felt his Vital Spirit being deterred, his whole body numb, and his moves became slower.
Before the sword movement was launched, the spirit arrived first, and the colored glass Buddha's light seemed to have dimmed a little. This was the Dharmakaya killer move "Anatta Sword".
Mengqi knew it was it, but knowing and responding were two different things. His Vital Spirit seemed to be suppressed by the sword will, bound by some unchanging Dharma and Logos between heaven and earth. No matter how he responded, he seemed to be a beat slower, separated by life and death.
He tried his best to operate the "Immortal Pressing Art" and "Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth", trying his best to use the "Heavenly Fairy", but the sword light seemed to have condensed, and Jiang Zhiwei's bright red demonic eyes were staring at him indifferently.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's pupils rippled, as if she was struggling, and the sword will became unstable.
"Opportunity?" Mengqi had no time to think about other things. He leaned his body, kicked his feet, and directly closed the distance between them 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 reduced. His muscles and bones exerted strength to clamp the long sword.
Jiang Zhiwei forcefully pulled back, and Mengqi rushed forward. The distance between them was so close that they could hear each other's breath.
Jiang Zhiwei did not try to pull back the sword again, but burst out the Sword Qi. Her Dharmakaya killer move was interrupted because of herself, and there was a backlash, so she could not activate Precious Weapons for the time being.
The light gold shone brightly, contending with the sharpness, and the sound of cutting was endless.
It did not need to block for long, just one breath!
The "Heaven Inflicted Pain" in Mengqi's right hand fell on the ground, and his five fingers pinched the magical seal, pressing on the major acupuncture point in front of Jiang Zhiwei.
Jiang Zhiwei's left hand formed a sword finger, and pointed at Mengqi's palm.
Mengqi's five fingers moved, and Jiang Zhiwei's sword finger rose up, poking the bridge of his nose. But it was offset by the Eight Nine Mysteries, and only two streaks of blood flowed out.
Then, Mengqi waved his right hand, and hit Jiang Zhiwei's chest with a backhand. His index finger suddenly pointed out, and the force was revealed, as if there was starlight condensing, and quickly spread to other major acupuncture points.
The Acupoint Suppression Finger of Star God!
Jiang Zhiwei slowly fell to the ground, and the hand holding the long sword did not loosen.
Seeing this, Mengqi was a little relieved, and did not dare to waste time. He directly rummaged through Jiang Zhiwei's pouch and other places, and took out the Filth-extracting Pill.
His right hand slightly exerted force, and Jiang Zhiwei opened her mouth. Mengqi bent his left hand, and the Filth-extracting Pill flew into her mouth, and melted upon contact with water.
Then, Mengqi pressed his palm on her back, and used his strength to help her release the pill. Then, he took out the Chilliness before Buddha, and placed it in front of Jiang Zhiwei. He poured his spirit into it, and directly stimulated it.
The light was like a bean, but it could illuminate all directions. Warmth, tranquility, and solemnity filled the air, and it complemented the surrounding glazed Buddha light.
This place was no longer the Demonic World, but the Buddhist Land.
The light of the green lamp shone on Jiang Zhiwei, and wisps of Devil Qi were revealed. There was a twisted shadow between her eyebrows.
Mengqi's face became serious, and his temperament changed. Like the sky overlooking the world, he used the Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth to invade Jiang Zhiwei's spiritual sea.
Half of the spiritual sea was dark, and the other half was "Sword Qi", resisting stubbornly.
In midair, Jiang Zhiwei's Vital Spirit was weak, and it was entangled by wisps of black Qi. Her eyes were blood-red, and the sharp Qi gradually turned into filth.
The light of the lamp shone in, and the pill burst forth. The black Qi was stabilized, and it was slowly dispelled.
Mengqi directly summoned Jiang Zhiwei's memory fragments, and countless golden rays gathered and entered her Vital Spirit, so that she could escape the influence of the killing intent.
"… I've already thought of a nickname for you after you become famous."
"What?"
"Chicken-slaying Sword God."
Her voice reverberated, and Jiang Zhiwei's eyes got rid of the emptiness. Her Vital Spirit turned into a streak of Sword Qi, and it shot up into the sky.
The black Qi was torn apart, and there was a scream. Mengqi's spirit was also ejected from the spiritual sea.
Black Qi flowed out of Jiang Zhiwei's seven apertures, and it was completely dispersed by the light of the green lamp. Then, her throat made a sound, and she violently vomited out a large pool of black water. It was black and filthy, but the blood in her eyes and the seductiveness of her lips faded.
"It's finally healed." Mengqi couldn't help but reveal a bright smile. Only then did he divert his attention to his injuries. His muscles wriggled, and he stopped the bleeding.
Jiang Zhiwei looked at Mengqi, whose nose was still bleeding, and bit her lip. She was half holding back her laughter, and half feeling touched. "Wipe your face."
Mengqi responded. He first helped to unseal Jiang Zhiwei's acupoints, and then wiped the blood from his nose.
"It's all thanks to you again." Jiang Zhiwei sighed. "It's like I had a nightmare that I can't get rid of."
Mengqi saved a companion, and his mood was temporarily high. He nodded and said, "Things are urgent. We have to find Senior Brother Qi and the others as soon as possible, lest our consciousnesses become entangled and difficult to separate. Let's talk on the way."
