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Chapter 207

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    "Ah?" Hearing a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Tang Mingyue turned her head suddenly, just in time to see Meng Qi make that violent and terrifying knife.

    His facial features and appearance are just like yesterday, but his temperament has changed. He is no longer indulging in wine and sex, extravagant and lustful in the past. Now his expression is indifferent and resolute, proud and restrained, all of which have turned into strong confidence.

    "Second brother" She subconsciously raised her hands and covered her mouth, her bright eyes were foggy, and her heart trembled.

    The complexions of Tang Erye, Tang Qiye and several young children changed drastically. They did not expect Tang Er to come back at the critical moment!

    The Second Young Master Tang was already in his early twenties when he left home, and his appearance and stature were well-established. Seeing you now, it is only a little more vicissitudes that have been honed. How could they not recognize it?

    On the other side of the guests, Mr. Ling and Mr. Wansan looked similar to them, all with unbelievable expressions.

    However, including several patriarchs, the four masters all stared fixedly, their pupils constricted, and their attention was all attracted by the knife. Even if they watched from the sidelines, they felt invincible and invincible.

    To be able to perform such aura in the sword technique obviously has the essence of the sword technique!

    If you were in a different place, would you be able to stop the knife yourself?  At what price can it be stopped?

    The elders of the Ye family accompanied by Jiuqiao jumped out and shouted: "Stop!"

    Xie Jie slashed at the head, absorbing all the vitality of the surrounding air. In the eyes of Third Young Master Ye, he felt that the world was covered by this knife, and he was isolated from the world.

    The sky is dark, the wild is vast, and there is nothing but the knife!

    He seems to be abandoned by his family and his subordinates by nature, facing the terrible punishment of God alone and helpless, his body and mind are oppressed, and his fear is self-generated.

    This knife is like a thunderclap, punishing on behalf of the sky, fierce and domineering, and its power is obvious!

    Facing this knife, Young Master Ye was like a yin god facing the thunder, trembling physically and mentally, unable to resist at all, his whole body softened suddenly, slipped from the chair with a snap, and knelt on the ground obliquely.

    The light of the saber subsided, and Meng Qixie hung over his head. At this time, the elder of the Ye family Jiuqiao was still one step away.

    Zheng, Meng Qi put his sword back into its sheath, looked straight ahead, and said hoarsely and indifferently:

    "You are too weak, I am very disappointed."

    While speaking, he passed the kneeling Young Master Ye without looking back.

    Relying on drugs, lack of training in actual combat, and no peerless martial arts, the six-aperture warrior is so weakMeng Qi suspected that when he first opened his eyes, he could hit two without Ananda's broken saber technique.

    He wasn't worried about someone's recognition of the sword just now, because it was his own experience in practicing the Zilei sword technique, and then he used the essence of the heavenly sword he had comprehended as a key link, and turned it into his own one-stroke sword technique.  The location expert who practiced the "Zi Lei Saber Technique" here, at most felt that this knife had the key to thunder, and it was close to the essence of fierceness and violence of the sword technique.

    And Ananda's "Duan Qing Jing" and "Luo Hong Chen" of breaking the precepts of the saber technique were transformed by Meng Qi into two types of the essence of his own saber dao.

    Out of the Heavenly Sword, but not completely the same as Song Que's essence, this is Meng Qi's "Heavenly Sword"!

    "You are too weak, I am very disappointed." The hoarse voice came into my ears. The third son of Ye's face was flushed, his expression was distorted, his eyes were almost collapsed, and he wanted to stand up, but his legs were still weak.  The seeds of inner fear!

    The Master of Nine Apertures arrived and stared blankly at Meng Qi passing by, then helped Mr. Ye San up and let him sit back in his original position.

    Mr. Ling and Mr. Wansan were stunned. They couldn't believe that Ye San, who was stronger and more domineering than the two of them on weekdays, was powerless to kneel down with a single strike!

    Tang Qiye, Wan Jiazhu and the others were also shocked, it was hard to say, when did Tang Er's saber technique become so powerful and terrifying?

    "Tang Jing, what is your intention?" Ye Wantian, the head of the Ye family, said coldly.

    Meng Qi glanced at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let Ye Sanxian see what is broken copper and iron."

    He had heard the voice of Mr. Tang Er on the boat. With the help of Bajiu Xuangong, he could control the throat muscles and vocal cords, and he could imitate a seventy-eighth image. In addition, his throat was injured and his speech was hoarse. No one could tell what was wrong.

    He paused and said: "A few years ago, thanks to Ye Sanxian, my nephew came to his senses, went out to travel, went through many hardships, and finally got the harvest of today's saber technique, cough, so I repay the kindness with that saber just now."  ¡¯, I hope Brother Ye Sanxian can also turn his prodigal son back.¡±

    Meng Qi deliberately coughed twice to show that his throat injury was not healed, so he didn't want to say more, so as not to reveal the details when he asked about it.

    After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Tang Mingyue, his voice soft but still hoarse: "Jiumei, you have suffered."

    he??Fake, but it won't be exposed so quickly, right?

    Tang Mingyue bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at Meng Qi in fear and helplessness. Tang Erye, Tang Qiye and the others were surprised and then beamed with joy.

    Meng Qi put his hand next to his ear, and gently tore it off, revealing the "true face" underneath.

    "Ah! Second brother, you" Tang Mingyue took a step back in fright, because that face was covered with criss-crossing scars, which were hideous and terrifying, and under the scars was indeed her second brother's appearance!

    "You?" Erye Tang and the others had fluctuating expressions, not understanding what the situation was.

    Meng Qi took the time to put on the human skin mask, and said in a low voice, "Going out for a trip, encountering danger, being caught and tortured by the enemy, it has become like this, so I found a skilled craftsman to make this mask, so as not to scare others."

    The scars and appearance are the result of eight or nine Xuangong changes. At first glance, no one can tell the real from the fake. After all, the second son of Tang has been away from home for many years, and everyone's memory is slightly fuzzy.

    Wang Zai saw through the mask just now because it was Meng Qi's intention to show the "true face" under the mask. In this way, it will increase the convincing sense of identity, and everyone will subconsciously think that the real face is under the disguise, not another layer  "Camouflage" - if it's not using muscles to change, but a two-layer human skin mask or makeup, the thickness is too obvious, and it can be seen through at a glance, so only experts who are good at changing or are proficient in this way can do so.

    "Second brother" Tang Mingyue burst into tears.

    Wang Zai sighed with emotion: "After going through hardships, you can see the sea. No wonder Brother Tang can master swordsmanship."

    After this incident, Tang Erye and Tang Qiye looked solemn, and neither of them came out to question Meng Qi's identity first, as if they were thinking about something.

    Wang Zai laughed: "Brother Tang came back after the catastrophe, and he has something special to say, so I won't bother you later, see you in the future."

    He never mentioned the matter of the Patriarch, anyway, Mr. Tang was still alive, just in a severe coma.

    Watching Wang Zai, Ye San and the others leave, and looking at the silent Second Master Tang and Seventh Master Tang, Meng Qi vaguely felt that something was wrong. If he was Second Master Tang or Tang Qiye, and he had reached this point, he would definitely be pissed off.  Roll over, if it is true, it will be false!

    Same appearance?  It must be someone who looks like him, the world is so big, it's normal to have a double with similar appearance!

    Consistent birthmark habits?  It must have imitated after catching Tang Er!

    All kinds of things are right?  It must have been tortured!

    In short, I don¡¯t believe it, I don¡¯t believe it, I don¡¯t believe it, and I¡¯m looking for an expert to identify the distance of blood, and cooperate with family and external forces to turn the real Tang Er into a fake Tang Er.

    Meng Qi pondered for a while and said: "Second Uncle, since my nephew is back, please return the power of the family to the eldest house. By the way, what about Grandpa Shu?"

    He had just discovered that Tang Shu and the other four Jiuqiao masters who participated in the siege were not there, and they were obviously hiding to guard against the Huanhua Sword Sect, Six Doors, and himself.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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