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Chapter 340 Ten Breaths

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    "Who is coming?"

    The drinking sound spread out, and when I heard the Qingsanren and Blaze Demon's ears, I couldn't help trembling slightly, feeling like I was being robbed of their momentum.

    If both of them were desperate, they would be able to kill Meng Qi after each paid the price of injury or weakness, but none of them believed that the other would be desperate, so they didn't dare to desperately, lest they become the back of Crazy Saber before he died.  Even if he wasn't buried with him, he would still be seriously injured and consume a lot of money, so he would benefit the other party for nothing.

    Confused, guarding against each other, sometimes it is better to fight one by one, but who wants to be the first to go forward?

    Meng Qi's injury was actually not as serious as they imagined. The wound caused by the blaze man's knife looked hideous, but it was only a flesh wound, and most of the bleeding had been stopped by the muscles' peristalsis.

    It¡¯s not that he hasn¡¯t opened the golden bell cover of the eight orifices and the eight or nine profound functions have stepped up so much. The blaze man and the devil also rely on the magic skills, and the initial sympathy between heaven and man is stronger than the normal nine orifices. I don¡¯t know how much it can greatly reduce injuries.  Explain the tyranny of the golden bell jar and Bajiu Xuangong.

    However, Meng Qi was still wearing a soft armor with fish scales next to his body. The soft armor was made of the scales of the monster Benbo Erba. After the blaze man broke it open with a knife, the power of the knife was greatly reduced. If Meng Qi hadn't forced him to borrow it  With the power of this knife, the skin was cut open by the scorching hot and high-temperature true energy contained in it, the wound would not be so deep, and of course the golden bell cover could not be broken along with it.

    Meng Qi's current injury is mainly due to the palm that was slapped by Qing Sanren before. It is soft and cold, penetrating, and good at penetrating.  The seal of immortality turned death into life, but the cold inside still affected the blood in the meridians, making them almost frozen. If it weren't for Meng Qi's eight-nine profound art and golden bell cover, which were stronger than the meridians, the hands and feet would probably be stiff after that palm.  The knife that slashed at the blazing demon might not have a good effect.

    The flaming demon's hot, high-temperature true energy entered its body, and was relieved by the imprint of immortality. On the contrary, it relieved a lot of stiffness and improved Meng Qi's state.

    During the shouting, Meng Qi didn't pause at all. As far as he could see, he had already seen the situation of the two of them.

    ?The Flaming Demon is harmless and painless, his face is as usual, and his true energy is strong. Apart from a lot of mental exhaustion, he is basically still in the peak state

    Qingsanren's pale face that looks like internal injuries hides a dark blue, and his breath is slightly unstable

    Bewitched once, managed to save his life, but his strength dropped greatly, and he left with internal injuries that are difficult to cure. Every time he hurts someone with his palm, it is equivalent to self-mutilation Every time he hurts someone with his palm, it is equivalent to self-mutilation  This information suddenly flashed in Meng Qi's mind, and now it seems that it is true!

    Just now, Qing Sanren had already used the location ultimate move, and the damage to himself must not be low!

    He practiced cold palms, and he couldn't escape this range even if he fought back. If he continued to fight, his blood would freeze and his shots would be slow

    If Qing Sanren didn't use exterior moves, but just relied on his normal palm strikes, with his strength and realm, he would be able to hold on for a long time, and find a good opportunity before making a final move.  Xiao's opportunity forced Qing Sanren to do his best to save people, and the backlash was severe!

    That is to say, Qing Sanren can't fight for a long time, and he will try to end it as soon as possible, so he has to use the exterior ultimate move, and then rely on his famous light work to throw off the blazing demon before the backlash completely breaks out, to buy time for recovery.

    The battle situation is changing, and the mentality of Qing Sanren is also changing. If you fail to grasp this point, you will die on the spot!

    Meng Qi's heart was as still as water, as if he was looking at the tattoos on his palm, and amidst the echo of "Who's coming?", he raised his knife and rushed towards the flame demon.

    Compete against monsters openly, fight against scattered people!

    This is Meng Qi's current strategy!

    In order to block Meng Qi's escape route, the Blazing Demon and the Qingsanren did not stand together, so when Meng Qi's body was like a phantom, running towards the Blazing Demon unpredictablely, the Qingsanren slid like a ghost,  Approaching, the speed is extremely terrifying, and there is no fireworks at the turning point.

    With this light skill alone, he is basically invincible when fighting against others. If he can beat someone, others can't beat him. If he really loses, he can still walk away.

    If it wasn't for him being wounded in the dark and suffering backlash, Meng Qi alone would have had a chance of escaping. However, if he hadn't been wounded in the dark for a long time to heal, he wouldn't have been able to accept the entrustment in private to surround and kill Meng Qi.  Strange, in the dark, there are days of its own.

    Seeing Meng Qi's figure erratic, looking like a demon, ghostly and unspeakable, completely different from the feeling given by the golden bell cover and Bajiu Xuangong, the flaming demon was slightly stunned, but there was no fluctuation in his mood, and he suddenly slashed out.  , the dark red trembled, and the flames circled the blade, slashing straight to Meng Qi's left side.

    This is the flaw he saw.

    &nbspnbsp; Meng Qi suddenly realized, gritted his teeth, and stretched out the long sword in his left hand, ignoring the slashing blows from the flaming demon behind him.

    His original plan was to urge Zi Lei Jin to force Qing Sanren to use the outdoor ultimate move to counteract, which caused serious backlash, his body stiffened a little, and he was unable to catch up with him in a short time, and then turned around to hit him with a blow that was close to the power of the outdoor scene.  If he can't kill the flame demon, he can also use his methods one after another. If he is injured, he will try to defend first.

    In the end, he seized this opportunity, mustered up all his strength, and fled away before the effect of the Sacrificial Art disappeared.

    But now, Qingsanren's backlash was much more serious than Meng Qi had imagined, so he changed his mind.

    Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, we can't give Qing Sanren a chance to recover by relying on lightness kung fu to distance himself!

    The sword light is brilliant, brilliant to the extreme, no change, no way out, the divine will and the sword power are integrated into one, competing for fleeting opportunities, and seizing the ray of death hidden in the world.

    Qing Sanren's blood was almost frozen, and he didn't have time to regain his energy and use the method of stimulating blood essence. As soon as his footsteps slipped, he had to step back and try to relieve it first.

    Naturally, the Lieyan Demon would not disappoint his expectations. Meng Qi turned his back on him and devoted himself to Qingsanren. How could he not grasp this good opportunity?

    The magic knife cut out in a simple and clumsy manner, without trembling, only introverted, as if it contained a fire that could burn the forest, it slashed at Meng Qi's neck soundlessly, and the nearby void turned from black to red, as if a raging flame was brewing.

    He used the killer move on location, vowing to kill him with a single blow.

    Suddenly, a knife appeared in front of his eyes. It was a big knife with a strange shape that looked like a wound. How could Su Meng, who was using the sword in his left hand and performing the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, be distracted and use the knife in his right hand?

    Surprise flashed, he was unable to change his moves, and was hit by the wound of the sky.

    when!

    The voice was weak, and there was only a little real energy in this knife, but the force was ingenious and the timing was right, and the magic knife was slightly pulled away, so that it failed to hit the neck, but directly hit Meng Qi's back near the left arm.

    The soft armor with fish scales was cut open, the pale gold was completely damaged, the wound was exposed, and the flesh and blood burst into flames, spreading inward, and the spine was exposed to the eyes of the blaze like a dragon or a snake.

    Jianguang is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words. It is faster than Qingsanren's stiff and slow lightness kungfu. It is like a poem and a song, illuminating Qingsanren's sight.

    The flaming demon didn't even draw a knife?

    Poof, there was a sword in his eyebrows, and the sword light that was as beautiful as a flying fairy remained in his pupils, and he collapsed in shock and astonishment.

    Meng Qi took advantage of the situation to pounce forward and got rid of the follow-up saber move of the Blazing Demon. Just now, he resisted the exterior killer move, which caused him to be seriously injured. He was almost chopped off his spine and his limbs were paralyzed.

    Even so, his golden bell cover has been broken, and there is no longer the effect of reducing damage. If he hadn't used two minds at the critical moment, fighting left and right to divert his vitals, he might have died on the spot like Qing Sanren.

    Although the injury was severe, his aura remained undiminished. Meng Qi turned around, looked at the Qingsan man who just fell to the ground with a thud, and at the blazing demon with an unbelievable expression on his face. Blood was pouring down, suppressing the flames, and shouted violently:

    "again!"

    "I can only last ten breaths."

    Meng Qi's left hand hangs down weakly, and the long knife in his right hand is raised. His body is covered in blood, his wounds are hideous, his hair is loose, and he looks like a demon god:

    "But within ten breaths, I will kill you!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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