"Lucky Chance? You mean the Lucky Chance with Qiu Fei and the others? "Mengqi certainly knew it was Dongyang Villa, but since Jiang Hengchuan didn't say, he pretended not to know.
Jiang Hengchuan solemnly transmitted his voice using Secret Voice-sending. "Yes, there are three Lucky Chances. I have one, Qiu Fei has one, Eight-armed Flying Dragon and the Three Eagles of Cloud Ridge have one. When we entered the periphery, we each got some benefits. Since entering the core requires three Lucky Chances, it has to be at a specific time every month. Everyone was on guard and dispersed. It seems that Qiu Fei colluded with the Life-changing Sect to steal the Lucky Chance from Eight-armed Flying Dragon."
The Three Eagles of Cloud Ridge were the culprits that the Six Fan School had sensed a turbulent undercurrent in Maoling a few months ago. They had come in large numbers to seize the treasure, and there had been many killings during the process. After that, they disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, they still hid in Maoling.
Of course, the undercurrent in Maoling was stronger than it was a few months ago. It was the Jin River then, but now it was the Great River into which hundreds of rivers flowed.
"They're not weak either." Mengqi sighed.
The Three Eagles of Cloud Ridge were famous for enlightening the Apertures in Di and Peng Provinces. The eldest, "Red-clawed Eagle", was on the Ranking List of Young Masters and ranked 45th. Eight-armed Flying Dragon was even more powerful. He used to be in the top 20 of the Ranking List of Young Masters and was now a Half-step Exterior Scenery master. He was stronger than "Wind-chasing Stick" Qiu Fei.
Jiang Hengchuan laughed. "If they weren't strong, how could they have taken the treasures? Why did Qiu Fei cooperate with the Life-changing Sect disciples? "
If they weren't strong, Jiang Hengchuan himself wasn't easy to deal with. He might not kill them, but he would definitely leave the treasures behind. Lucky Chances belonged to those who were fated!
Sun Ke, the "Money God", watched the two exchange their opinions using Secret Voice-sending. He moved his right hand full of rings and said with a smile, "Why did you react like this when you heard 'Eight-armed Flying Dragon'? Qiu Fei is also looking for them. Are they involved in some treasure? "
As the leader of the Money Sect, he was quite sensitive to Lucky Chances, adventures, and treasures.
"You're flattering me. I just didn't expect to run into such a strong opponent." Jiang Hengchuan laughed and stood up to leave.
The two of them left the headquarters of the Money Gang together. Without any discussion, they rushed to the courtyard in the north of the city where Eight-armed Flying Dragon and the others were hiding. Even if they didn't want to snatch the Opportunity, they had to at least remind them that they had been targeted by the Life-changing Sect and they couldn't be careless, lest the Opportunity fell into the hands of the Nine Evil Paths and brought harm to the martial arts world.
…
In a hidden courtyard, a young man wearing a high crown and ancient robe knocked on the table and said, "What? Is there something you want me to do? "
"'Frenzied Blade' Su Meng's recent whereabouts are quite strange, and he seems to have some trump cards up his sleeve. Find another opportunity to test him, in case he gets out of control," the person opposite him said in a deep voice.
The young man with the tall crown and ancient robe chuckled and said, "Him? He had exposed his Precious Weapon, his Thunder-type Exterior-level killer move, and the well-known Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship and Golden Bell Shield. What other trump cards could he have? You're already a chess piece in your hands anyway, so why bother using me? "
There was no need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken!
At that time, the lightning and thunder caused by the "Heaven Inflicted Pain" had covered the characteristics of Mengqi's "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky". Unless he had really fought with an Exterior master, it would be difficult to recognize that it was one of the Seven Purple Thunderstrikes.
"We can't be careless," the person opposite him emphasized. "We're still one step away from becoming an official member. We'd better not fail this time."
"Alright, alright, I'll reluctantly give it a try." The young man with the tall crown and ancient robe had a helpless look on his face, as if he couldn't muster up any interest.
The person opposite him reminded him, "Fire De, remember, this is just a test. Don't be ruthless. He still has a lot of use."
"Don't worry, he's not weak. If I don't give it my all, how can I kill him?" The young man with the tall crown and ancient robe said indifferently, "Besides …"
…
The two of them displayed their Body Movements and walked with all their might in the bustling Maoling City. The streets were clearly crowded, but they either dodged or moved, passing through the crowd almost impossibly, or flew up and down. Their figures were so illusory that the people below thought they were seeing things.
The headquarters of the Money Gang was located near the north of the city. Before long, the two of them arrived at the ordinary courtyard that Sun Ke had described.
The walls were white, the roof was black, and the vines were growing. This place was no different from most of the courtyards in the River East Water Village, except that it was older.
Mengqi walked to the door, pulled up the mottled iron door knocker, and knocked on the door. If the people inside asked, he would say that he was an arrester investigating a case, which could be both false and true.
The sound of knocking spread far and wide, startling a few birds. They flapped their wings and spread their wings to fly away.
It was quiet inside, and there was no movement. No one asked anything, and no one opened the door.
Mengqi and Jiang Hengchuan looked at each other and sensed that something was wrong. They leaped and immediately flipped over the courtyard wall.
Mengqi's spiritual force spread out, and the surrounding scene was reflected in his mind. Water buckets were overturned, and stains were everywhere. The soil was messy, and footprints were everywhere. In the hall, the door was open, and the tables and chairs were broken and scattered everywhere. The floor was covered with fist marks, claw marks, sword marks, and blood clots.
"There are no corpses. Could it be that they ran away in a hurry after encountering a strong enemy?" Mengqi speculated with a serious expression.
Jiang Hengchuan didn't say much and said directly, "Let's split up and search for their escape route. It's best if we can determine who the attackers are from the traces here."
"Okay." Mengqi didn't waste any more time. Time was the most important thing.
Passing through the atrium and the patio, Mengqi entered the backyard alone. There were still traces of fighting here.
"Hey, why isn't there much blood? Were they evenly matched? Or were their sneak attacks discovered? "Mengqi found that most of the traces were traces of fighting, with very few bloodstains.
Just as he was examining the traces, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. Without thinking, he pulled out his saber, turned around, and slashed behind him.
After cultivating the Immortal Pressing Art and the Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth, his spiritual sense was already outstanding. The Eight Nine Mysteries was also a divine skill that was good at predicting danger and avoiding disasters. Now that he had adjusted his Inner World and had begun to harmonize with it, his premonition of danger was no less than that of a Oneness of Heaven and Men!
On the roof of the backyard, a figure slid down from the beam like a ghost, holding a blood-red copper ring in each hand and striking at Mengqi's back.
The attacker wore an ancient robe and had his hair wrapped in a scarf. On his face was a mask of the Fire Lord from the opera. His face was red, and his eyes were wide open!
As the copper rings struck, streams of genuine Qi condensed into rings and struck at Mengqi, enveloping him in all directions.
In Mengqi's mind, these highly condensed rings of genuine Qi were special. They were like extremely dangerous explosives, hidden and seemingly harmless, but once touched, they would explode consecutively, setting off terrible airwaves and monstrous flames. They were vicious and domineering!
Moreover, the attacker was like a ball of flame, divided into nine layers. Mengqi could not feel the normal flow of genuine Qi or the response of his muscles. He only felt that with him as the core, there were waves of heat coming from everywhere.
Fire Lord?
Close to Heaven-man Connection?
Although he was not as good as Jiang Hengchuan and the other Oneness of Heaven and Men, he was only slightly weaker than the Devil Empress!
Mengqi's state of mind was calm. "Heaven Inflicted Pain" floated like a feather, lightly chopping at the copper rings.
The Knife Momentum was round and could not be affected by any force. It was like the sky, like chaos. Because of its emptiness, it could accommodate all changes and completely shrouded the violent rings of genuine Qi.
The Way of Heaven was to take away excess and make up for deficiency. The rings of genuine Qi, which contained terrible power, flowed downwards like water into the round Knife Momentum, and were about to disappear silently.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, the attacker's two copper rings collided with each other, making a loud and clear sound that made Mengqi dizzy.
With a bang, all the rings of genuine Qi exploded and turned into monstrous waves of "fire", rapidly "burning" towards Mengqi.
"He is close to Heaven-man Connection and can initially sense the flow of genuine Qi and the response of my muscles, so the blow just now was a trap!"
Understanding this, Mengqi secretly used the Eight Nine Mysteries and quietly unfolded his long saber. The round explosion was like the source of the river and sea, with layers of waves, rolling and surging towards the scorching waves of Qi, using "water" to extinguish "fire".
This was one of the Essence of Knife Taoism that he had mastered for a long time, comprehended from the "River-splitting Bladesmanship" of the Tang family in Yi City.
The attacker's copper rings used the force of the collision to suddenly change his move and wrap around the tip of Mengqi's saber.
As long as he was wrapped, he could rely on the copper rings and his special skill to snatch the saber!
The distance was very short, and the copper rings were very close to the saber. It was too late to dodge!
Sure enough, he had seen through the "flow of genuine Qi" again!
Seeing that the copper rings were about to wrap around the tip of the saber, the attacker could not help but feel a trace of joy. At this moment, his pupils contracted violently because "Heaven Inflicted Pain", which should have been there, had disappeared!
It suddenly disappeared as if it had been possessed by a ghost!
This seemed frightening, but in fact, it was just Mengqi's deception. He had reserved most of his strength and lifted his saber in time to escape the attacker's line of sight.
The saber light was ethereal, coming from an angle that the attacker had not expected, slashing towards his neck!
The saber was like smoke, like the mortal world. Within an inch, desire emerged naturally. The surrounding broken trees were desolate, yearning for life. The ground was full of footprints, dirty and messy, yearning only for peace. At this moment, within the range of the saber light, everything seemed to have a different meaning.
Climb to the top, become a real god, illuminate the world with Fire Virtue, and rebuild the Celestial Court!
The things that he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of his eyes, making it difficult for him to control himself.
"We are an organization that helps each other. If you give, you will be rewarded in terms of martial arts. Any kind of reward you can imagine …"
"You have great potential. It's a pity that a bright pearl has been covered in dust, and no one can recognize it …"
"Since you have practiced the Heaven-gathering Technique of Nine Fires, you will be the Fire Lord …"
"When the Celestial Court reappears, you will subdue all the sects and aristocratic families!"
The Protective Upstanding Qi was broken, making him come back to his senses. The saber Qi had already pierced his skin, causing pain.
Streams of violent True Qi collided with each other inside his body, creating a chain of explosions that ignited a raging "fire", bringing with it a terrifying power.
With the help of this power, he forcibly shifted a foot in mid-air, avoiding the Heaven Inflicted Pain.
At this moment, his heart suddenly stopped, because a beam of sword light filled his field of vision.
The sword was like a brilliant thunderbolt, brilliant and indescribable.
It did not change. There was only one sword, but sometimes, no change was the best change!
The Fire Lord felt that this sword was the most gorgeous one he had ever seen in his life, but it was also the most deadly one!
In his original position, it was as if his forehead was facing the long sword. Moreover, he had forcibly changed his position before, so how could he avoid it now?
He had fallen into a trap!
His martial arts was very strange!
He still had a unique skill that he had not used …
He was only here to test the waters …
With a thud, the Fire Lord fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open, frozen with countless emotions. A trickle of blood flowed from his forehead.
Mengqi sheathed his sword and was about to search his body when a raging fire ignited and suddenly engulfed the Fire Lord. In an instant, only dust and two increasingly red copper rings remained.
"The Fire Lord? You, you killed him … "Jiang Hengchuan rushed over after hearing the noise and happened to see this scene. He was a little stunned.
These days, masters who wore the mask of the Fire Lord were few and far between.
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