It is impossible for the three of them to make unreserved shots and make themselves weak or even collapsed. After that, the backlash and surprise attacks from the "companions" are foreseeable
Demon Nine Paths has never been an organization, the hatred between each other is not small, and they can join forces in the face of interests, but after things are done, it is not uncommon for them to turn their faces and be ruthless, and the same is true for leftists
It is impossible for them to pay their own lives for this. With "companions" and follow-up help coming, it is only natural to play conservatively, so they will not fight hard against their own attacks, mainly to kill One's own strength, while looking for opportunities for trauma
But if they face a deadly and unavoidable attack, years of experience and strength in the world are by no means fake, and they can still be desperate when they should desperately
While striding and drinking, these "terms and clauses" flashed in Meng Qi's mind one by one, as if he could use them to predict the opponent's actions and guide his own battle.
You must grasp the speed well, you can't force a certain person to be in danger, you must go all out, unless you are sure to kill the opponent under the sword within one or two strokes, but you can't have the heart of escape and defense, too much dodge, not enough fight Life, let the other party deal with it calmly, kill and resolve, accumulate minor injuries to serious injuries or delay time.
This is what Meng Qi had already realized when he made the move!
Can we grasp the vitality in the siege of the three masters, we must strictly abide by such standards.
The masters compete, and the soul fights first!
The mentality of Lie Yan Demon, Qing San Ren, and Luo Hun Xiao seemed to clearly emerge in Meng Qi's mind
Raising the long knife, Meng Qi's true energy was fully activated, and he secretly used the phantom magic body technique. Following the knife's movement, he shrunk the ground to an inch, and shortened the distance between him and the flaming demon.
At this time, the sound of whimpering flute sounded, lingering and lingering, straight to the heart, and the melodious sound made Meng Qi feel restless inside, his body seemed to be restrained by layers, and his movements became slow.
The body of Qingsanren known as "Magic Shadow Cold Palm" is floating, as if flying close to the ground, not slower than Meng Qi's full strength, and his lightness kung fu and body skills are really outstanding, which means that he came later.
He raised his right hand, the surrounding white air condensed and turned into ice crystals, and he slashed at Meng Qi's vest with his palm.
The snowflakes fluttered, and the infuriating energy leaped out like a white ice snake. It was ruthless and cold, covering all Meng Qi's dodging angles. The power was astonishing.
Without resorting to the means of pressing the bottom of the box, this palm is almost as powerful as Jiang Hengchuan's blow, and no matter how powerful it is, the realm will be there after all!
Before the strength of the palm arrived, the chill first invaded the body, Meng Qi's blood was faintly frozen, and his movements became slower and slower.
Sure enough, he didn't directly use the ultimate moveMeng Qi's heart was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest wave. He ignored the Qing Sanren behind him. The clothes were tight, as if dragging a heavy carriage, without stopping, he slashed at the flame demon.
When Meng Qi "shrunk the ground into an inch", the flaming demon had already slashed out the blood-red thin knife in his hand, restrained and slow with the sound of a flute, if he didn't have time to draw the knife, he would be ridiculous!
The thin blade trembles at high speed, and the scorching heat it carries is mixed with the air flow. When it rises, a red flame will rise, and the true energy will transform into form. Once it is cut, the "fire energy" enters the body and burns the meridians.
His sword throwing is very weird, different from normal people, full of awkward taste, seems to have touched the realm of no move, as if issued from the hands of an authentic demon, it is terrible.
However, Meng Qi, who dragged his flute sound tremblingly and restrained, ignored Qing Sanren's palm on the back, regardless of it, the light of the saber changed, and the emptiness and mist transformed into a beautiful world of mortals.
From the very beginning, Meng Qi resorted to the killer move on location, without the slightest reservation, as if he was fighting for his life!
Although under the influence of Xiao Yin, this saber did not fully perform, but the blazing demon is not Jiang Hengchuan, he can rely on his own realm to fight hard, and under the influence of his heart, his blazing demon knife becomes extremely slow and soft. Like a mother's touch.
His expression was full of fanaticism, power, beauties, gold and silver, cheat books, precious soldiers, fields, etc. all rushed to his heart, and he took the thin knife back, as if he wanted to take them all into his arms.
Huh, Xiaoyin swayed and pierced the heart of the flaming demon. They had expected Meng Qi's Ananda's saber-breaking technique for a long time.
Tianzhishang broke through the body's protective energy, and the flaming demon woke up with the help of his own control and the sound of the flute. With a trembling of the thin knife, he slashed in front of him, turning into a long flame dragon, and collided with Tianzhishang.
when! Meng Qi didn't conceal the nature of Tianzhishang's treasured weapon, and he chopped off the true energy attached to the blade of the blazing demon in one go.
At the same time, Qing Sanren's palm force, the ice dragon, had smashed into his vest.
Without resisting, Meng Qi had a long left handEven seven short sounds seemed to be stacked into one, and the zhenqi that was blown out was transformed into a bright red bulging, like a fire phoenix, like Bi Fang, and suddenly rushed onto the saber qi.
Boom!
The sword qi exploded, the bright red fire phoenix dissipated, and the remaining electric light crackled and hit Lin Biyu's body, shattering her body's protective qi.
"Damn it!" Seeing Meng Qi rushing towards the helpless Lin Biyu, the Qingsan man shouted angrily, and slapped his palms together with all his strength. The surrounding area suddenly became cold, snowflakes floated in the sky, and a puddle of muddy water on the ground froze immediately.
The two palms turned into ice snakes, and "bited" Meng Qi's neck. He also used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, and must prevent Meng Qi from killing Lin Biyu.
? On the other side, the flaming demon who swung away first was naturally the first to block it. The thin knife slashed, trembling at high speed, rubbing the airflow, igniting the air, and the released knife energy turned into a flame dragon, and slashed towards Meng Qi's vest.
When he made the move, he subconsciously chose a non-location move. It was just a block anyway, and there are still Qingsan people there!
Sure enough, he was reluctant to use exterior moves Meng Qi turned around suddenly, instead of rushing towards Lin Biyu, he automatically slammed into the sword energy of the blazing demon.
Wow, a deep gash was cut on the right side of his body, and the flesh and bones inside could be seen, and the pale gold became increasingly dim.
The seal of immortality was in motion, and with the sword energy, Meng Qi turned around again, like a big roc spreading its wings, he staggered the two ice snakes of Qing Sanren, and rushed to Lin Biyu in half an breath.
With a flash of sword light, Meng Qi rushed forward again and hid behind the pillars of the mountain temple.
Click, the pillar was interrupted by the angry attacks of Qing Sanren and Blaze Demon.
Lin Biyu's eyebrows were bleeding, her eyes froze with unwillingness and disbelief, her legs gave way, and she fell slowly to the ground.
From the very beginning, Meng Qi made up his mind to kill the Luohunxiao who can attack and control from a distance first, otherwise he will be tied up, unable to escape, unable to fight, and will surely die!
Meng Qi left sword and right sword, his clothes were torn, his muscles were bulging, pale gold and almost dark, his body was grimly wounded, blood was flowing, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding. He shouted violently:
"The first burial person!"
"With my current situation, if you want to kill me, you have to be buried with someone!"
He took a step forward, imposing, mighty and wild, and his voice was like rolling thunder: