Chapter 966

It was impossible for the three of them to attack without holding back and weaken themselves to the point of collapse. If they did that, it was foreseeable that they would be attacked and attacked by their "companions" …

The Nine Evil Paths had never been a single organization. The hatred between them was not small. They could work together for the sake of profit, but it was not uncommon for them to turn on each other after the deed was done. It was the same for the heterodox sects …

They would not give up their lives for this. Since they had "companions" and reinforcements were on their way, it was only natural for them to fight conservatively. Hence, they would not forcefully resist Meng Qi's attacks. They were mainly trying to wear him down and look for opportunities to injure him …

But if they were faced with a fatal and unavoidable attack, their years of Jianghu experience and strength were not for show. They could still fight with all their might when the time came …

As he strode forward and shouted, these "rules" flashed in Mengqi's mind. It was as if he could predict his opponent's movements and guide his own battle.

He had to control his speed well. He could not force his opponent into a dangerous situation. He had to fight with all his might, unless he was confident that he could kill his opponent in one or two moves. But he could not run or defend. He could only dodge and not fight with all his might. He had to let his opponent deal with him calmly and wear him down. He could accumulate injuries that could lead to serious injuries or buy time.

This was what Mengqi was thinking when he made his move!

He had to strictly abide by this standard to see if he could survive the encirclement of the three masters.

In a battle between masters, it was better to fight mentally!

The mentality of Flame-scorching Devilman, Green Cultivator, and Soul-losing Flute appeared clearly in Mengqi's mind …

Raising his long saber, Mengqi circulated his genuine Qi at full force. He secretly used the Hallucination Body Movements. His body followed the momentum of the saber, shrinking the distance between him and Flame-scorching Devilman in an instant.

Just then, the whimpering sound of a flute rang out. It was sorrowful and pierced straight into one's heart. The decadent sound irritated Mengqi. His body seemed to be shackled and his movements became sluggish.

The Green Cultivator, who was known as the "Shadow Cold Palm", floated as if he was flying close to the ground. He was not slower than Mengqi at full speed. His Lightness Skill was truly outstanding. He seemed to have arrived earlier than Mengqi.

He raised his right hand. The white Qi around him condensed into ice crystals. He struck at Mengqi's back.

Snowflakes danced in the air as genuine Qi surged out like white ice snakes. It was cold and chilling, blocking all of Meng Qi's escape routes. Its power was astonishing.

Even without his trump card, this of of his was almost as powerful as Jiang Hengchuan's attack. Even though his strength had been greatly reduced, his realm was still.

Even before the palm force arrived, the chill had already invaded his body. His blood vessels were slightly frozen and his movements became even slower.

"As expected, he didn't directly use his killer move …" Meng Qi's heart was as calm as still water. He paid no attention to Green Cultivator behind him and fully activated his Eight Nine Mysteries and Golden Bell Shield. His body glowed a dark gold and his muscles bulged, causing his clothes to stretch. It was as if he was dragging a heavy carriage. Without stopping, he slashed at Flame-scorching Devilman.

Flame-scorching Devilman had already unsheathed the blood-red blade in his hand when Meng Qi used the "Shrinking Distance" technique. With the restriction and delay of the flute's music, he would be a laughing stock if he didn't strike in time!

The thin saber vibrated at a high speed. Its heat and airflow intertwined. Crimson flames burst out of the saber as genuine Qi took shape. Once struck, the "fire" would enter the body and burn the meridians.

His attack was very strange. It was different from that of a normal person. It was full of awkwardness and seemed to have touched upon the realm of Void Tactics. It was as if it had been struck by an orthodox evil spirit.

However, Mengqi, who was restrained by the flute's vibrating sound, ignored Green Cultivator's palm on his back. His saber radiance changed and turned misty, transforming into the splendid world of mortals.

Mengqi had used his Exterior-level killer move since the beginning of the fight. He did not hold back at all. It was as if he was putting his life on the line!

Under the influence of the flute's sound, Flame-scorching Devilman was not Jiang Hengchuan. He could not rely on his own realm to resist. Under the influence of One Heart Affecting Another, his Roaring Flame Demonic Saber became extremely slow and gentle like a mother's caress.

His expression was filled with fanaticism. Power, beauties, gold, scripts, Precious Weapons, land, and everything else surged into his mind. He pulled back his thin saber as if he wanted to take them all.

Whoosh! The flute's sound pierced Flame-scorching Devilman's heart. They had long anticipated Mengqi's Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship.

Heaven Inflicted Pain broke through his Protective Upstanding Qi. Flame-scorching Devilman regained consciousness with the help of his own control and the flute's sound. The thin saber trembled and slashed diagonally in front of him. It seemed to transform into a flaming dragon and collided head-on with Heaven Inflicted Pain.

"Clang!" Mengqi did not conceal Heaven Inflicted Pain's nature as a Precious Weapon. He sliced apart Flame-scorching Devilman's genuine Qi that was attached to the blade.

At the same time, the Green Cultivator's Ice Dragon Palm slashed at his back.

Without blocking, Mengqi stabbed out with the long sword in his left hand. The sword light was pure and bright, and the aura of death was dense. It was the Yama's Invitation that he had not used for a long time.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of dark green blood. The back of his shirt was torn and the pale gold color was full of cracks. However, the momentum of the long sword increased.

There was no turning back, and there was no retreat!

He relied on the Eight Nine Mysteries, the Golden Bell Shield, and the Immortal Pressing Art to block the Green Cultivator's non-lethal palm strike. He braced his meridians that were about to be frozen and borrowed some genuine Qi to infuse into his sword momentum. It was exceptionally terrifying.

Flame-scorching Devilman, who had just blocked the "Mortal Dust Fall", gritted his teeth in the face of this desperate sword strike. He forcefully deflected the thin saber.

The surrounding void suddenly lit up and turned dark red. It was as if a pile of firewood had been ignited with Flame-scorching Devilman at the center.

Heaven-man Connection!

The thin saber cut through the undulating path of the fire, bringing with it puffs of raging flames. It was as if the saber had a physical form as it blocked the meridian.

"Clang, clang, clang!" After a series of clanging sounds, Flame-scorching Devilman seized the opportunity and swung backward. He was unwilling to fight the crazed Mengqi to the death. All he wanted was to block his escape route.

He had used an Exterior-level killer move in that previous strike to avert danger. That was why he was unwilling to continuously use his trump cards and exhaust his spirit and genuine Qi.

Even if his realm was higher than Mengqi's, he could only use about three Exterior-level moves because he did not have the Transformation Strategy, the Immortal Pressing Art, or the Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth to cultivate his spirit.

Thus, even if he knew that if he fought head-on, it wouldn't be difficult for the Green Cultivator behind him to seize the opportunity to kill the "Killing Blade", it would be a joke. If that happened, Su Meng's final, Exterior-level killer move would completely exhaust him. If he was not careful, he would be dragged down to the grave with him!

Moreover, it would be best if he didn't have to use the method of destroying his Blood Essence. It would be a headache to make up for it. Thus, using an Exterior-level killer move once more was his limit.

Green Cultivator's palm hit him. Despite being injured, Mengqi used the momentum to push forward and force Flame-scorching Devilman to retreat. Then, he seized the rebound force from the collision of the saber and sword. Like a phantom, he spun around and faced the smoke-like Green Cultivator who was pouncing on him.

"Whoosh!"

The shrill sound of the flute shook Mengqi's soul as if it had been pierced by an invisible arrow. If it wasn't for the calming effect of the Concentration and Anti-poison Pill, he would have already fainted and been hit by the Green Cultivator's palm.

He gritted his teeth as blood flowed from the corner of his eyes. Enduring the injury to his Vital Spirit and the slight dizziness, his right hand gripped the saber even more firmly. The long saber slashed down, absorbing all the airflow and vitality around it. It felt as if the void had shrunk, as if there was only one saber in the world.

The momentum of the saber was overbearing and unparalleled. The Green Cultivator didn't dare to be careless. His figure floated and his palms struck out. The cold air froze Heaven Inflicted Pain where it stood.

He was still in the realm of Half-step Exterior Scenery and could just about determine the flow of Mengqi's genuine Qi. Thus, he didn't dare to underestimate this strike.

"Pfft!"

The terrifying palm force hit Heaven Inflicted Pain, but it was as if it had hit rotten wood.

"How is this possible?"

"The flow of his genuine Qi is fake?"

The Green Cultivator turned pale with fright. Heaven Inflicted Pain between his palms suddenly leaped up as if he had been waiting for this. High above, he slashed out nine times in rapid succession. The airflow stacked on top of each other, and the booming sound was like thunder from a clear sky. His target wasn't the Green Cultivator, but the "Soul-losing Flute" Lin Biyu at the entrance of the Mountain God Temple!

Mengqi didn't use his Purple Thunder Force. He used the blade momentum of "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" to activate Heaven Inflicted Pain. Silver-white lightning leaped and converged into a streak of Saber Qi that resembled an electric dragon. It struck from afar, cutting through the void and reaching Lin Biyu in the blink of an eye.

"Crack, crack, crack!" The sound of thunder rang out incessantly. A layer of charred black appeared on the ground. Several pine trees by the side of the mountain path snapped with a snap. The cuts were smooth, and pine needles fell off, surrounded by tiny electric sparks.

Sensing the Saber Qi, a deep crack appeared on the muddy ground. The electric dragon rapidly approached Lin Biyu and locked onto her, making it difficult for her to escape.

Mengqi took advantage of the momentum and followed closely behind the Saber Qi. It was as if he was determined to kill Lin Biyu!

His path forward was very strange. It was closer to the Flame-scorching Devilman than to the Green Cultivator. It was as if he was circling around.

Lin Biyu didn't expect that the Killing Blade would be able to break free from such restraints and enemies to attack her. She was adept at Sound Skills and poisons, but she didn't have any good ideas against the electric Saber Qi. She used her Body Movements but was powerless to break free. In the blink of an eye, she was right in front of Meng Qi.

"Whoosh!"

The sound came from the holes of the jade flute and turned into a wall of Qi in front of Lin Biyu. It shook the structure of the Saber Qi and made it totter.

"Crack!"

The electric dragon cut through the wall of Qi.

Lin Biyu's face paled. She took the opportunity to catch her breath and spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the flute red.

Seven short sounds in a row seemed to overlap into one. The genuine Qi that was blown out took shape. It was bright red, like a Fire Phoenix or a Bi Fang. It suddenly pounced on the Saber Qi.

"Boom!"

The Saber Qi exploded and the bright red Fire Phoenix dissipated. The remaining electric sparks crackled and hit Lin Biyu's body, shattering her Protective Upstanding Qi. Many parts of her body were charred and she fell into a temporary state of paralysis.

"Damn it!" The Green Cultivator shouted angrily when he saw Mengqi pouncing on the powerless Lin Biyu. He used all his strength and clapped his palms together. The surrounding coldness intensified and snowflakes floated in the air. The muddy water on the ground froze.

The two palms turned into ice snakes and "bit" Mengqi's neck. The Green Cultivator had used his trump card. He had to stop Mengqi from killing Lin Biyu.

On the other side, Flame-scorching Devilman, who had been the first to retreat, was naturally the first to block the attack. He slashed with his thin saber. It vibrated at high speed, creating friction and igniting the air. The Saber Qi turned into a Fire Dragon and slashed at Mengqi's back.

When he attacked, he had subconsciously chosen a non-Exterior-level move. He was only blocking Meng Qi. After all, he still had the Green Cultivator!

"As expected, he can't bear to use Exterior-level moves …" Mengqi suddenly changed direction. He didn't pounce on Lin Biyu, but crashed into Flame-scorching Devilman's Saber Qi.

"Whoosh!" A deep wound appeared on the right side of his body. One could almost see the flesh and bones inside. The pale gold color grew dimmer.

He activated the Immortal Pressing Art. Using the Saber Qi, Mengqi changed direction again. Like a roc spreading its wings, he dodged the Green Cultivator's two ice snakes and reached Lin Biyu in half a breath.

With a flash of sword light, Mengqi pounced forward again and hid behind a pillar of the Mountain God Temple.

"Crack!" The pillar was broken by the furious attacks of the Green Cultivator and Flame-scorching Devilman.

Blood flowed between Lin Biyu's eyebrows. Her eyes were frozen with unwillingness and disbelief. Her legs gave way and she slowly fell to the ground.

From the beginning, Mengqi had made up his mind to kill Soul-losing Flute, who could attack and control from a distance. Otherwise, he would be tied down. He wouldn't be able to escape or defeat his opponent. He would die without a doubt!

Mengqi held a sword in his left hand and a saber in his right. His clothes were tattered and his muscles bulged. The pale gold color was almost dim. The wounds on his body were hideous and fresh blood flowed from them. The corners of his eyes were bleeding.

He roared, "The first one to die with me!"

"In my current condition, if you want to kill me, you'll have to die with me!"

He took a step forward. His imposing manner was fierce and wild. His voice was like rolling thunder.

"Who's next?"