Chapter 449

"Do it!"

Mengqi's roar was like rolling thunder waves, making people's ears buzz and hearts tremble.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The wine cups and teacups on the round table exploded at the same time. The wine splashed everywhere, and the plates and bowls cracked.

Master Ye's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes were dull. Mrs. An felt dizzy and her blood was boiling. The two maids, Ruyi Scepter and Chen Xiang, felt their legs go weak and they fainted.

Tang Ren raised his eyebrows, and the Canglan Saber in his hand clattered loudly, blocking the thunder.

The Evil Ordeal chopped down from above, and traces of lightning were emitted from the saber. Cyan Thunder flowed, setting off the primitive thunderbolt marks, which were boundless and upright.

This saber was like the thunderbolt punishment from the sky, firm and upright, Yang and fierce!

Master Ye suddenly trembled, as if he was afraid and disgusted. But the saber had already arrived in front of him as fast as lightning.

Suddenly, his mid-brows split open, and a dark green evil eye grew out, reflecting Mengqi's figure, which was distorted and ugly.

In the evil vertical eye, green splendor flourished, spreading out like waves and slapping toward Mengqi.

The dark green waves surged, and Mengqi's mid-brows swelled. He projected his Will-projecting to protect his Vital Spirit, but even so, he still had a splitting headache, felt dizzy and nauseous, and wished he could pass out directly.

He resisted this feeling, and the Evil Ordeal in his hand continued to chop down, but he was affected and slowed down a little.

When the demonic eye grew out, "Master Ye" had already recovered his consciousness. He raised his right hand, and the thunderbolt burst out from his palm and hit Mengqi.

His clothes were scorched black, and Mengqi felt his body go limp and numb. He temporarily lost the sense of his right hand and the Evil Ordeal, and the ability to sense the flow of his opponent's genuine Qi and the changes in his muscles.

His Golden Bell Shield and the Immortal Pressing Art had not reached the realm of resisting the thunderbolt and dissolving it. They could only protect his body and meridians from serious damage.

Suddenly, the thunderbolt mark on the back of his left hand appeared, and it was purple. The electric current flowed into his body, and the numbness quickly disappeared.

But at this time, "Master Ye" had already punched with his left fist. It was clumsy, simple and evil, and was surrounded by a layer of frightening black flame.

Tang Ren unsheathed his blade before Master Ye hit Meng Qi. As he wielded his Canglan Blade, turbid waves emerged around him and slapped "Master Ye" wave after wave with the Knife Momentum.

He had already grasped the true meaning of "River-splitting Bladesmanship". He could use the force of water and the speed of the blade freely. If he did not have the "Canglan Blade", he could release his genuine Qi to form waves that pressed down on the enemy, making it difficult for the enemy to block one blade.

But with the Azure Water Saber, with just a slight push, waves began to condense. Combined with the surging true energy, it became even more difficult to predict. Its power was like a river tide, rolling over and enveloping the entire area.

The small building was facing the Shangshui River. Suddenly, waves leaped up on the quietly flowing river, seeming to reflect Tang Ren's saber.

The round table was broken, not by the Saber Qi, but by the pressure. The porcelain plates, bowls, and chopsticks were all smashed into pieces.

"Master Ye" was still in the posture of hitting Mengqi. The black flame on his left fist flickered and was finally extinguished by the monstrous turbid waves. His whole body sank, and the sound of bones breaking was heard. His body fluid and blood spurted out.

After the saber light, "Master Ye" was already a pile of mud.

Even though he had opened his Nine Apertures and his Inner Qi was strong, and he was close to the Half-step Exterior Scenery, he was old and weak. After such a stroke, Tang Ren's forehead was sweating, and his pale hair seemed to be drenched in water. Fortunately, he had mastered the Gist of Trueness of River-splitting Bladesmanship, so he could use the Canglan Saber two more times.

Just as he put away his Precious Weapon and planned to use it as an ordinary Refined Weapon to catch Lady An, his heart suddenly jumped and a change occurred.

Bang!

Bricks and wood flew, and a big hole appeared in the wall. The tall man with dark gray skin directly broke the outer wall and rushed in.

He hit Mengqi with two palms that were as smooth as jade and had distinct joints in the posture of "Facing the River and Hitting the Waves". The Palm Wind was sharp and fierce, and the debris on the ground flew up before it hit.

Lady An jumped out like a flower and pointed between Mengqi's eyebrows with one finger.

At the same time, a wall collapsed silently, and a purple-red Sword Qi shot in.

Outside, the Shang River rolled and split, and a deep mark rushed toward the small building.

Tang Ren had no strength to deal with the tall man, so he waved the Canglan Saber. The saber light was dark and unimaginably fast, like the bright moon in the sky. Before you could see it clearly, the moonlight had already sprinkled on you.

The Shang River was surging, and the river split vertically. The sand and stones at the bottom could almost be seen, and they rushed toward the crack rapidly.

Bang!

The two collided, and the waves surged, and the water hit the sky.

The darkness swallowed the purple-red, but the purple-red stubbornly came out. With a bang, half of the small courtyard collapsed, and the Saber Qi and Sword Qi made the distant wall full of holes.

The Canglan Saber versus the Purple Death!

In the distant alley, a figure approached quickly. It was the swordsman who had besieged and killed Mengqi that day. But now he looked dull, and the Purple Death in his hand had no spirituality.

Tang Ren was shocked. He had followed Mengqi here to prevent being assassinated and besieged, and he had expected to encounter the Purple Death. But he had not expected that Master Ye was like an evil god, so terrible and unpredictable. If they had not attacked first, but planned to go back and gather people, they would have lost the initiative when they were besieged on the way, and it would be difficult to have a good ending!

Looking at the people Master Ye had arranged, he obviously wanted to kill them, but he did not want to do it in the Shangshui Small Building, so as not to arouse suspicion and ruin the plot.

If they had not done it, they would have been attacked by the Purple Death and the spiritual impact when they left the small courtyard and turned into the long street!

Fortunately, they had disrupted their arrangement!

Wisps of black gas quickly emerged from Ruyi's body, and her abdomen swelled up rapidly, as if she had been pregnant for ten months.

Poof! A bloody palm pierced through her abdomen, and the black gas became thicker, corroding her flesh.

Between breaths, the black gas became thicker and thicker, and a thin figure stood up. His mid-brows split open, and a dark green color appeared.

When the Canglan Saber and the Purple Death were about to collide, Mengqi could not dodge because he had just recovered from the dizziness caused by the injury to his Vital Spirit and the numbness caused by the Thunder Light. It was also difficult for him to defend himself with his saber, so he was hit on the back by the tall man's palms.

The tall man was sure, and he seemed to see the scene of Second Young Master Tang's spine broken, ribs cracked, internal organs spurting out, and blood splashing everywhere.

Poof!

The two palms made a strange sound, and the tall man only felt that his palms were empty, as if there was nothing in them, but also as hard as gold and stone, and it was difficult to move them.

Under the palm force, the clothes on Mengqi's back were torn into pieces, and turned into butterflies flying in the air. His exposed skin was dark gold, and his muscles were bulging, with distinct edges and corners, as if he was cast in copper and iron. What a reckless man!

The tall man's eyes narrowed, and he saw that his palms were trapped in the dark gold, leaving deep palm prints, but they did not penetrate.

Mengqi leaped forward, raised his left palm, and suddenly waved it, and the edge of his palm brushed past Lady An's index finger.

Lady An felt that Mengqi's palm wind was extremely fierce, and her fingers were numb. She jumped back, unwilling to resist it head-on.

His palm force was so familiar …

Mengqi almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and only felt that his meridians were uncomfortable and almost torn apart.

The tall man might not have opened the Nine Apertures, but his palm technique was much better than Tang Shu's, and his application of palm force was even more perfect. If he had known in advance that he could not borrow strength, he could only rely on the Golden Bell Shield and the Immortal Pressing Art to resist, and maybe he could break through.

Like a phantom, he leaped up, turned around in a strange way, and faced the tall man, chopping in the air.

The knife light was bright and clear, as if it jumped from the heart, full of smoke and fire, but vague and difficult to grasp.

This was the first time that Mengqi chopped with all his strength after he mastered the essence of Peace Quietude Split with the help of the Outline of Heavenly Knife bladesmanship.

At this moment, there was no revealing of his identity, Tang Ren, Master Ye, or any concerns or hesitation in his mind. There was only the enemy in front of him and the bladesmanship he should use.

His heart was like a mirror, and his mind was as one. Victory and defeat were forgotten, and worldly affairs were forgotten.

Driven by the knife intent, this time, not only the flow of genuine Qi and muscle reaction were reflected in Mengqi's heart lake, but even his emotional fluctuations were like a scroll, slowly unfolding.

Using one's heart to reflect another's, breaking the peace of others and oneself!

Therefore, Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship had always been regarded by most monks as a martial art that violated the Zen of Buddhism. Therefore, only a few eminent monks had learned it over the generations.

The thoughts in the tall man's mind were as colorful as dye mixed together. Suddenly, a color quickly thickened and enveloped everything.

It was black, a deep black!

He had been raised by his master since he was a child. He beat and scolded whenever he moved, and sometimes tortured people to death in front of him. Every day, he instilled in him the words of Heaven's unfairness, the depravity of the common people, and his desire for purity.

Loving each other was hard to last, kill!

Loving each other would die, kill!

Indulging in sensual pleasures, kill!

Depravity of all living beings, kill!

Immortals and Buddhas were ruthless, kill!

Saints came to the world, kill!

Heaven's unfairness, kill!

Kill to create a new world!

The tall man's eyes were red, and his killing intent soared to the sky. His palm force was fierce, and he stood on the ground and broke the beam.

The knife light flashed and fell along the edge of his palm force. It was light and fluttering, like a feather on the body.

The blade cut diagonally into his neck, and blood gushed out. The tall man roared, raised his left palm, and patted on the blade.

Thunder burst from the Evil Ordeal, numbing him for a moment. Although he spat out his palm force, it was a moment too late. When his palm repelled the long knife, his head had already fallen to the ground.

Although the tall man was powerful, much better than Tang Shu and the swordsman, he was not as powerful as An Guoxie. Moreover, he had not opened Nine Apertures, so he did not have the Protective Upstanding Qi. Compared to that time, Mengqi had opened Six Apertures, completed the sixth level of Golden Bell Shield, and started to practice the Enlightening the Apertures Chapter of Eight Nine Mysteries. His bladesmanship had been reborn, and his "Peace Quietude Split" had become much stronger. Moreover, his long knife had been replaced by the Evil Ordeal, which was several times more expensive. You get what you pay for!

Mengqi dissolved the palm force on the blade, and turned around with the help of the force. He just happened to swing his knife at Lady An, who was pouncing on him again.

Lady An was halfway to the ground when she saw the tall man's head. Her pupils contracted violently, and she felt that Mengqi's strength was more and more unpredictable. She turned her palms, and between her ten fingers, there were several blue transparent long needles. This was her trump card. Combined with her demon-like body movement, she had repeatedly assassinated her targets in front of powerful enemies and then escaped.

Tang Xiao's movement just now was a little familiar. She seemed to have heard it somewhere!

After the collision between the Canglan Sword and the Purple Death Sword, both Tang Ren and the swordsman seemed to be very tired. They did not activate their Precious Weapons again, and they fought with each other with clanking sounds.

Tang Ren felt that Mengqi was fine. Although he felt strange, he felt relieved. He launched his bladesmanship, which was like rolling waves, and put the swordsman in imminent danger.

The swordsman's eyes were dull, and his attacks lacked variation. If it were not for the powerful Purple Death Sword, he would have been killed by Tang Ren's "River-splitting Bladesmanship".

A naked figure walked out of the black gas. It was Master Ye. His mid-brows shone with a dark green light, and he pressed his left palm. Tang Ren suddenly felt his body become heavy, and his movements became slow. He was almost stabbed by the swordsman.