Just like how she stood up earlier, she now sat down just like how she sat down. It was just that the direction was reversed. Xiao Yue's back reflected the light of the fire. Her pretty face seemed to have blended into the darkness, her eyes were filled with an indescribable confusion.
Exactly the same, it was actually exactly the same!
I've always been indignant and felt that I had been underestimated. I focused most of my attention on the corpse herder in the first move and was caught off guard. I took advantage of it and made a mistake. If I could do it again and go all out, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state. But now I know that the outcome would be the same even if I did it a hundred times. That arrester Little Su was purely teasing me. He used strength that was much higher than mine to tease me.
He didn't even use his full strength! Even if I had a killer move, I wouldn't have been able to escape defeat. Judging from how easily he teased me, his true strength was like an endless ocean.
It was the first time she had lost so dejectedly. It was as if they were in a different realm!
A baby facing an adult was like a gentle breeze blowing on a mountain!
Xiao Yue's thoughts were scattered. She couldn't muster up any will to fight.
Li Chong looked at the smiling and clean arrester Little Su as if he was looking at a monster that didn't belong to the human world. Little Su was an ordinary person who was on night duty with him. But now, he had forced Xiao Yue, one of the strongest in Yangxia, to sit back down with just a few moves. His moves were so ordinary that it was even more frightening.
What kind of terrifying strength was that?
Li Chong had lived for more than 50 years, and this was the first time he had encountered something so shocking. However, he was a sophisticated man who had eaten more salt than Meng Qi. He quickly came to his senses, and a thought came to his mind:
"I'm afraid he's not an ordinary arrester. Is he a special envoy from a state capital or a secret agent? His name must be fake … If I can befriend him, can I become an Assistant Arrester before I retire … "
Yao Xingliu held his breath and didn't speak. It was not difficult to defeat a Nine Acupores expert like Xiao Yue who was weak in all aspects. He could do it without using his full strength. But he couldn't be like that detestable guy who forced Xiao Yue to sit back down with just a few moves. It was as if he had set up a trap or a "chess game" before he attacked. Everything was under his control. Yao Xingliu couldn't do it honestly! Among the experts of the same generation as Zhang Xuan, only Yang He or Yang Tai, who had grown much stronger in the past year.
He could comfort himself with the fact that he had lost the last time they fought. He did not use his ultimate skill or his ultimate Exterior-level move. If it were not for the fact that it was a spar and they fought with all their might, it was hard to tell who would be the winner. However, after witnessing this battle, he could not help but feel sad even if he did not want to admit it due to his pride. There was only one thought in his mind: If I go all out, would I be able to force him to use all his tricks?
Hmph, this guy looks like he's smiling modestly and peacefully, but he can't hide it from my eyes. I don't know how cocky he is!
The corpse herder was stunned. He looked at the smiling young arrester in front of him, and his right hand that was holding the corpse stick tightened and loosened.
He still had the demeanor of an ordinary constable, as if something insignificant had happened just now. However, anyone with eyes could see that this was not normal. His strength was definitely not normal!
"Alright, that's all I have to say. Do you have any objections? Mrs. Xiao has already expressed her approval. "Mengqi wiped the sword body.
"It's a pity that I haven't mastered the Heavenly Fairy yet. Otherwise, I could jump to the roof and surprise them like an immortal …" Mengqi was not without regret.
Even though he had mastered some of the unchanging rules of the sword art through the Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords, the Heavenly Fairy was still an Exterior-level move. He did not have the thunderbolt mark and the incomplete Gist of Trueness impartation of Nine Annihilation at Heavenly Nights like practicing the Purple Thunder Bladesmanship. Therefore, he did not master it quickly. Of course, compared to most people, Mengqi's progress in practicing the Heavenly Fairy was shocking. At least he had some achievements in sword art.
Hearing Mengqi's words, the corpse herder's right hand that was tightly holding the corpse stick suddenly relaxed a little. He did not clench it, nor did he relax it. He put it on the stick normally without any genuine Qi, which was strange.
He slowly stood up with the corpse stick in his hand and said in a dark, hoarse voice,
"I have an opinion."
"Only the strong can make the rules."
"Prove that you are the strong first."
After saying these three sentences, he suddenly took a step forward. His whole body seemed to suddenly become taller and bigger. This was not real. It was an illusion caused by the contraction of airflow and the pulling of Qi Ji.
Sure enough, masters of this level all had strong confidence in themselves. Their minds were as firm as a rock, which could not be affected by the Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth that he had just mastered. Mengqi thought as if he had expected this. He placed the long sword in front of him in a strange posture, which violated all the principles of sword art. Yao Xingliu looked at him and breathed lightly. "His sword art has reached this level?"
The corpse herder took another step forward. It was as if a chilly wind had passed through the yard. His corpse stick chopped from top to bottom without the slightest sound of the wind or the flow of genuine Qi. This made Mengqi's genuine Qi and spirit to detect the enemy lose their effect.
His body was like rotten wood or a corpse. There was no vitality or flow of genuine Qi on the surface, as if everything was buried in the depths.
"What a strange kung fu …" Mengqi could only use the interpretation of moves and signs of "Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords". He could only use chess tactics to plan.
The long sword reached the back of the front end of the corpse stick, which was the weakest part of the normal force.
"Puff!"
The two weapons collided. There was no sound of metal, only the light sound of stabbing into rotten wood.
The power of the "corpse stick" was completely restrained, so it could not be sensed or borrowed.
The internal genuine Qi and strength suddenly broke out, like a tsunami or a flood breaking a dam. Mengqi could only deflect a little bit of it. His long sword lifted as if it had a premonition and swung away the stick.
At this moment, Mengqi found that the Meridian was covered with a layer of black fog, all flowing toward the hilt of the sword.
The corpse herder's genuine Qi contained a strange poison!
The surrounding chilly wind made Mengqi feel as if it had penetrated into his bones and made his blood vessels cold and stiff.
The genuine Qi of Golden Bell Shield and Eight Nine Mysteries flowed in his body. Mengqi looked normal, but his meridians and blood seemed to be dyed with golden spots. There seemed to be a sound of Zen and fairy. All the evil was gone, and even the black fog stopped flowing and slowly dissipated.
The zombie herder thought highly of Meng Qi's strength and didn't think he could defeat him in one move. He drew an arc with his "Corpse Exorcism Stick" and swung it down again like heavy waves.
His genuine Qi was still hidden inside, so it was difficult to see it until it exploded. It was "quiet" like a dead person, and "moving" like thunder. It was really a strange kung fu!
Yao Xingliu suddenly frowned, feeling as if he had seen a similar description somewhere …
Li Chong was just watching the fun. Seeing that the two were exchanging blows, he was not worried. Xiao Yue covered her mouth, feeling that the strength of the corpse herder was beyond her expectation. Even if she used her killer move, it would be hard to predict the result!
Affected by the chilly wind and the poison, Mengqi was delayed for a moment. It was difficult for him to attack first, so he could only use his long sword to block the attack!
The corpse herder took advantage of the situation to attack. His stick seemed to cover heaven and earth. There was no strong wind outside, but waves inside.
Mengqi seemed to be at a disadvantage. It was difficult to use the magical sword art that he used to defeat Xiao Yue. He could only passively block the corpse herder's stick. The sound of puffing kept coming, and the black gas on the sword slowly but firmly moved toward the hilt.
The chilly wind was so strong that the flames were dyed with a dark green color. It was an evil scene.
Even if Li Chong's Kung Fu was not good, he could still sense the disadvantage of arrester Little Su. He could not help but be on tenterhooks and pray secretly.
Yao Xingliu was not worried. When he attacked many times, "arrester Little Su" retreated step by step, which was similar to today's scene. But in the end, he broke Yao Xingliu's sword momentum.
Although the corpse herder's Kung Fu was strange and it was difficult to see through his flaws, Yao Xingliu was one of the Seven Disciples of Zhenwu. He had sharp eyes and could see that "arrester Little Su" retreated calmly. It seemed that he was forced to block, but there was a sense of uneasiness in him, as if they were connected.
The corpse herder forced Mengqi to retreat with his stick. Seeing that the situation was favorable, the corpse herder did not dare to relax and attacked even more fiercely.
The corpse herder struck out with his stick. There was no sound of breaking the air, but when the sword and the stick were combined, a terrible force suddenly burst out, and the stick and the sword were swung to the side.
"Got it!" The corpse herder followed the momentum of the stick, tilted his body, and approached to attack with his palm. His eyes suddenly froze. He did not know when "arrester Little Su" had a knife in his left hand. The knife was dark red, almost black, and strangely shaped. Thunderbolts shot out and destroyed the evil.
When he came out of the World of Samsara, Mengqi asked the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms to disguise the "Heaven Inflicted Pain". As long as he did not stimulate the Knife Qi, no one could tell that it was a Precious Weapon.
The corpse herder had a big flaw at this time. It was as if he took the initiative to throw himself at the long knife and was in danger!
"He did it on purpose. He led me to take the risk step by step and made me reveal such a big flaw!" The corpse herder suddenly realized this and a trace of fear rose in his heart. He thought more highly of the strength of "arrester Little Su".
This knife was hard and soft, and Yin and Yang were unclear. It seemed that all the changes were contained in it. Only by truly experiencing it could it be divided into Yin and Yang and determine the hardness and softness!
It was too late for the corpse herder to pull back his stick. He flipped his left palm to meet the attack. His palm force was also hidden, for he was afraid of falling into Mengqi's trap.
The long knife hit the edge of the palm. At first, it was weak, causing the corpse herder to crazily spit out his strength. Then the chaos became clear, and Yang dominated, as if thousands of thunderbolts were surging out.
The combination of Yin and Yang, which is Yin and which is Yang?
"Kill!"
Mengqi roared, causing the corpse herder to feel dizzy. The momentum of the knife was strong and fierce, forcing all the energy flow back and collapsing the black gas!
"Oh no!" The corpse herder was careless and fell into an extremely dangerous situation. He had no choice but to use his trump card.
His eyes suddenly darkened. His left palm and right stick formed a posture of hugging each other, and the chilly wind suddenly turned black.
The genuine Qi in Mengqi's body inexplicably dissipated. In the blink of an eye, more than half of it had disappeared!
"Is this your trump card?
You want to kill Old Zhong with your strength?
You are only slightly stronger than Blade Scar! "
Mengqi's expression was as calm as an ancient well. Instead of resisting, his genuine Qi dissipated on its own and quickly disappeared.
As the saying goes, life comes from death. New genuine Qi suddenly gushed out of Mengqi's body and instantly rose to the peak. The knife momentum did not slow down, but chopped at the head of the corpse herder!
This was the magical effect of the Immortal Pressing Art!
The corpse herder was shocked to find that Mengqi was not affected at all. He made up his mind and prepared to use his trump card again.
Suddenly, he felt his collar tighten, and his whole body was out of the range of the knife momentum.
He turned around and saw that the middle-aged man's gray face was expressionless.
The corpse herder thought quickly and gave up the idea of doing it himself. He directly issued an order.
"Kill him."
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