Chapter 740

Both of them slowed down and reacted at the same time. Jiang Hengchuan protected himself with his left palm and pushed out with his right. Mengqi found it difficult to withdraw his long knife. Meridian was unsheathed, and the sword light was like lightning, cutting through the void. Both of them attacked almost at the same time. They attacked out of instinct and battle experience. They hadn't even formed a thought in their minds.

Under the guidance of Qi, both of them stepped into a state of anticipation.

The long sword stabbed into Jiang Hengchuan's right palm, which was wrapped in genuine Qi. It slashed diagonally, drawing a fierce and surging internal force.

The momentum of the palm was pulled away, but only a little. The genuine Qi twisted into a ball and hit the side of Mengqi's left chest with a bang.

His clothes flew and turned into butterflies. The left side of Mengqi's skin was exposed. The fish scale armor protected his chest and abdomen, while the rest of his body was covered in dark gold, resisting the injury.

The light dimmed, and half a palm print appeared near the left side of Mengqi's chest. Half of it was offset by the fish scale armor, and the other half was embedded in the bronze. It seemed to be formed naturally, and the edge of the palm was smooth.

Mengqi's whole body was shorter by an inch, and his feet sank into the mud in the courtyard. This was caused by the Immortal Pressing Art transferring the power to the ground.

In terms of close combat, Mengqi was much weaker than Jiang Hengchuan. After all, Jiang Hengchuan was more powerful and better at fighting with his fists and feet. However, he had the Eight Nine Mysteries, the Golden Bell Shield, and the Immortal Pressing Art, so he was better at fighting with his fists than Jiang Hengchuan, who had the Protective Upstanding Qi. In terms of balance, Mengqi's Golden Bell Shield was damaged, and Jiang Hengchuan's right palm was bleeding. It was hard to tell who was better.

However, Mengqi also knew that this was a move Jiang Hengchuan made in a hurry. It was not close to the Gist of Trueness of Fist and Palm. If he allowed Jiang Hengchuan to adjust and attack a few more times, he would be in danger.

At this point, he couldn't care less. Facing such a strong opponent, how could he show mercy? Feeling that many masters were approaching, Mengqi took a deep breath and made up his mind. He got rid of his hesitation and directly operated the Sacrifice Formula!

He had practiced the "Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth" for nearly three months, and his spirit grew rapidly. Normally, he could support two and a half moves of the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship or the Purple Thunder Bladesmanship. However, activating the Precious Weapon and performing the "Violent Thunder Shocking Sky" consumed his spirit and physical strength.

When Meng Qi was in good condition, his spirit and physical strength would be almost exhausted after such a strike. After performing the Peace Quietude Split, he could only seek the help of the Sacrifice Formula.

It was as if hot blood was boiling in his body. His spirit rose rapidly and he no longer felt tired. He integrated all his Energy, Qi, Spirit, and Will into "Heaven Inflicted Pain". With a loud shout, he swung his long saber.

The night sky suddenly darkened as dark clouds gathered and covered the bright moon. The wind danced wildly as if it wanted to ascend to the ninth layer of the night. When would the moon appear?

The wind was so strong that it hurt people's faces. With a loud bang, a silver-white thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Facing the thunderbolt, the "Heaven Inflicted Pain" shone brightly, as if thousands of electric snakes were entwined. Drops of rain fell and clustered around the Knife Momentum.

Near the Scenic Garden, it was raining heavily. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Some were silver-white, some bright, and some were dancing like wild snakes. They all went to the "Heaven Inflicted Pain".

"Heaven Thunder Guide My Blade!"

With the help of the Heaven Thunder, the "Heaven Inflicted Pain" turned into a thunderbolt dragon and fiercely pounced on Jiang Hengchuan.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes … Mengqi gritted his teeth and made nine strikes at high speed. Purple Thunder Dragons were born. Their heads and tails joined together and turned into a giant purple wheel, firmly locking on the opponent.

The wind was howling. The ground of the Breeze Villa was directly lifted. Weeds were flying and warm trees were uprooted.

Bang, bang, bang. The wall was destroyed by the electric snakes.

With a bang, the wing room with Jiang Tabo's body collapsed. Everything inside was charred by the electricity.

This strike already had the power of the Exterior level!

The nine purple thunder dragons formed a giant wheel and crushed toward Jiang Hengchuan. With the power of heaven and earth, he had nowhere to hide or escape.

When Mengqi struck, Jiang Hengchuan's expression immediately changed. But with his state of mind and cultivation, he immediately calmed down. He raised his hands, neither attacking nor defending. It was as if he was farming or trimming trees. A contented expression appeared on his face.

He ran quickly and spun on the spot. Sometimes he flew like a bird or imitated a tree. Although he looked childish, his every move was full of natural interest. It was as if he was playing out a picture of a night in a forest. He was really blending with the surrounding heaven and earth, becoming a part of the environment and constantly changing the role he was playing!

Jiang Hengchuan's figure in Mengqi's mind became mysterious and indescribable. Sometimes he was lush and green with the trees. Sometimes he turned into the earth and was virtuous. Sometimes he flew like a bird and was unfettered. Sometimes he hid in the Nine Earths and was accompanied by insects. The "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" that had just locked on to him suddenly lost its target.

It wasn't that it lost its target. It was that it couldn't grasp it and keep up with the changes!

"Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" combined with "Heaven Inflicted Pain" indeed had the power of the Exterior level. But Mengqi wasn't an Exterior expert. He could only barely control this move!

That was why the power spread and affected the houses. That was why there was a vast accumulation of thunder clouds.

That was why he couldn't grasp Jiang Hengchuan's magical state and Body Movements. He couldn't keep up with his changes!

The long saber slashed down. The purple thunder was like a wheel, mighty and indestructible.

Jiang Hengchuan dodged the blade at the critical moment and avoided the front. But "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" combined with "Heaven Inflicted Pain" was too terrifying. Just avoiding the front was not enough!

He struck out with his right palm and hit the long saber from the side. He used all his strength and held nothing back.

In Mengqi's vision, Jiang Hengchuan's right palm became extremely large. His five fingers extended and contracted like a blooming flower, performing endless changes. It seemed to contain all the possibilities and accommodate all the palm techniques.

The five fingers suddenly closed. The ever-changing five Gist of Trueness condensed into a fist. It was too wonderful for words!

Just as the fist was about to hit the front of the Purple Thunder Wheel, Jiang Hengchuan suddenly stretched out his index finger and turned it into a fist. The five Gist of Trueness merged into one, showing the immutability in the midst of all changes!

This move started with a palm, then turned into a fist, and then a finger in the fist. The myriad changes finally converged into one. Whether it was the artistic conception or the changes of the move itself, they all carried some Dharma and Logos of impermanence. The world was impermanent, but impermanence itself was always there.

"Pfft!"

Jiang Hengchuan's index finger hit the side of the Purple Thunder Wheel. It suddenly became like a water bag that had been poked. It flowed like water and dried up.

Countless thunderbolts and countless changes all converged into one, revealing the body of "Heaven Inflicted Pain" that looked like a huge wound.

"Normalizing Finger" was Jiang Hengchuan's trump card. It had saved him from danger time and time again.

No one knew where he had learned this finger from, or perhaps he had had a fortuitous encounter. In short, the Six Fan School's evaluation was that if it could be perfected, it would at least be at the peak of the Exterior.

Jiang Hengchuan spat out blood and took three steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint. His face was pale, but the joy faded. He could no longer maintain the state of nature and the Oneness of Heaven and Men.

He was still some distance away from perfecting the Oneness of Heaven and Men.

However, aside from the large consumption, his injuries were not serious. His strength was well preserved and he had not suffered any other losses. He could even use the Normalizing Finger again!

Mengqi's remaining spirit and body began to tire, but his genuine Qi was still at its peak. The Sacrifice Formula could not be maintained for long, so his condition was much worse than Jiang Hengchuan's. However, he had used all his strength in that strike and finally gained a chance of survival. Taking advantage of Jiang Hengchuan's retreat, Meng Qi pushed off the ground with his feet. It looked like he was advancing, but he was actually retreating. He abruptly leaped over the ruins like a wisp of smoke.

The rain was still falling, and the dark clouds had yet to disperse. In the dark night, Mengqi's figure was like an illusion. He rushed out of the encirclement before the nearby masters arrived.

Jiang Hengchuan steadied his feet and snorted coldly. His palm was full of killing intent.

As soon as his right palm struck, his left followed. The two palm forces rose and fell like waves. The waves behind overpowered the waves in front, rolling and surging at an unimaginable speed. In an instant, they crossed the void and hit Mengqi's back.

The clothes on Mengqi's back were torn, and the fish scale soft armor rattled. The bronze color dimmed once again.

However, his figure did not stop. Instead, he sped up like a sail. Like a sail, he followed the palm force and pounced toward the Jin River.

Jiang Hengchuan wanted to chase after him, but he did not expect that Mengqi could use the force to speed up and shake him off. He could only look at the darkness caused by the dark clouds and heavy rain.

With a splash, the river became silent again.

The rain stopped, and the lightning disappeared. The dark clouds dissipated, and the moon reappeared.

The water rippled, and the cold moonlight shone on the surface of the river, making it sparkle. Without Mengqi's figure, there was a sense of tranquility.

This was like watching the Jin River in a house, not wasting the river's eternal flow.

…

Against the Jin River, Mengqi swam upward. He changed his direction several times, afraid that Jiang Hengchuan would catch up.

After a while, the effect of the Sacrifice Formula disappeared. He shivered all over and was almost exhausted, relying on his genuine Qi to support himself.

At this time, he found a large boat on the river, so he leaned over and grabbed the gap between the boards of the boat. He hid in the shadows, swallowed elixirs, and adjusted his breathing.

By the time he had recovered some of his strength, even though he still felt like he was suffering from a serious illness, he was at least relieved. If Jiang Hengchuan hadn't caught up with him yet, then he really wouldn't be able to catch up with him. When he calmed down, with his temperament and ability, it wouldn't be difficult for him to discover that something was amiss. Only then could he explain himself.

Jiang Hengchuan had reached this stage as a Rogue Cultivator, so he was definitely not a person who thought with his muscles. It was normal for him to be controlled by anger once or twice, but if he was controlled all the time, he would have died long ago.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound coming from the board of the boat that Mengqi was leaning against!

His pupils shrank, and he pinched the Samsara Charm backhandedly. Then he held his breath and waited for what would happen next.

"Young Master, there should be no danger outside. Eldest Senior Sister invites you to meet her in the cabin." A tender and sweet voice rang out.

Mengqi asked in confusion, "Do I know your Eldest Senior Sister? Or does she know me? "

"No. My Eldest Senior Sister said that it was fate that brought us together," the little girl explained seriously.

"How inexplicable …" Meng Qi thought, gritting his teeth.

His strength was less than ten percent of his peak, so he could only rely on the Samsara Charm no matter what danger he encountered. Therefore, he could not resist and had to take it one step at a time. At least for now, the other party did not show any hostility.

Soon, a rope ladder was lowered from the bow. Mengqi took a deep breath and quickly climbed up. In front of him stood a little girl in a green dress, looking fresh and lovely.

"How should I address you?" Mengqi tried to delay the time.

The little girl pouted and said, "Do you think any man can know a girl's name? Come with me, Eldest Senior Sister is waiting for you. "

The corner of Mengqi's mouth twitched. "May I know which sect you are from?"

Since she called him Eldest Senior Sister, she must be from a sect.

"I don't know either …" The little girl was obviously stunned. "Master said that it's not important."