Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 175

[Chapter 176 Chapter 176]

The fragments broke through the air with a sound, like countless small swords of different shapes. The Master of the Pavilion did not take this move forcefully, but slipped out of the attack range with a single step.

Many people brought fire sticks, and the flames were swaying. The light source in the stone room was unstable due to the fighting. The visibility was not high, but even if the light source was ten times fainter, bystanders could clearly see it. There were more lights here out of thin air. a person.

The extra person is dressed in green clothes, she is as light as a cloud, and her face is so pale that there is no trace of blood. She is like a jade statue covered with snow. She is clearly standing there, but people can’t help but start to doubt whether the person in front of them is alive. Human beings are still an unreal shadow.

Meng Jintang coughed twice and raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him.

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Except for the red name, all the other party’s information is in an uninterpretable state. As for hostility, it is obviously an obvious fact that can be judged without a system.

Some people were surprised by the way she appeared from the sky, and said unconsciously: “Where did Master Meng go? How suddenly…”

——They were originally overwhelmed by Xie Zun and others, but the appearance of the head of Hanshan was unintentionally a shot in the arm.

Meng Jintang hesitated slightly, not knowing how to answer, and glanced at Zuo Lingqiu subconsciously.

Before the leader of Hanshan could speak, Zuo Lingqiu nodded and said skillfully: “I understand.”

Disciples of Qixing Guan are very experienced when it comes to getting lost.

Meng Jintang: “…”

In fact, there is a difference between her and Brother Lu. The other person does not know the road, but she is an example of being fooled by the road.

Chen Shen quickly briefly introduced the current situation to his senior sister, and focused on the identity of the person in front of him, which also made Meng Jintang understand a truth – in a situation with extremely high degree of freedom, team battles do not necessarily have to wait for everyone. Monsters will be activated only when all the key players are present.

Meng Jintang looked at the master of the Tianxia Pavilion. His figure was as tall as a mountain, and his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword. She hugged Yuan Shouyi, her mind restrained, and in an instant, her whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword. , there seems to be a sword energy floating faintly around the body.

The master of the Tianxia Pavilion looked at the other party. This girl gave him a very complicated feeling, as if she was weak and strong at the same time. He had good eyesight and saw that the pale face of the head of Hanshan was due to his poor physical condition. Maybe she was poisoned, and even if she didn’t fight her, the other party might not be able to live too long.

Before a thought had passed, a sword light appeared in front of him that was faster than the thought.

——The sword light is like a dream.

Now that the fight has begun, Meng Jintang manually skipped the process of talking trash to each other, pointed his sword, and flew toward the master of the Tianxia Pavilion with a cold light like lightning.

The sword move was ordinary, but it carried an almost impeccable sense of perfection. If the master of the Tianxia Pavilion avoided it, he would inevitably lose the opportunity. He did not believe that his skill would be inferior to that of a junior, so he raised his hand and slapped the sword with his palm. body.

Among the two sides fighting, one used a sword, and the other used bare hands. The master of the Tianxia Pavilion was not unable to let the true energy escape from the body like the “Cloud Finger”, but it was no longer necessary. He dared to pick up the leader of Hanshan with his bare hands. The sword is naturally due to its strength.

The sword light in mid-air suddenly seemed like a sweet dream that had been deep in sleep for many years but was suddenly awakened. It scattered and scattered, brushing on the opponent like falling flowers. The sword tip stabbed his body continuously, and the robe of the master of the Tianxia Pavilion was slightly dented inward. , but has never been pierced.

Just as the Zhaoying Spring Star stabbed the master of the Tianxia Pavilion, a slender palm seemed to appear out of thin air three inches away from Meng Jintang’s throat. Even with the elusive Qinggong of Hanshan Master, Meng Jintang’s left palm could not dodge. After flipping over, he took this move abruptly.

Both parties were people with strong internal strength, but when their palms met, they didn’t make even a single sound.

Meng Jintang’s eyes widened slightly and he glanced at the Master of the Tianxia Pavilion, seemingly surprised.

The other party’s Qi was unusual, actually containing a strong toxicity.

Meng Jintang floated away slightly – a burst of black energy appeared on the surface of her palm.

The Master of the Tianxia Pavilion said softly: “In the past twenty years, no one has dared to hold hands with me directly.”

Meng Jintang smiled slightly: “If you continue to hide in the Tianxia Pavilion, no one will be interested in fighting you in another twenty years.”

The black air was like mist, melting away every time he looked at it. After a moment, his palms were as white as before, and there was no trace of poisoning at all.

At this moment, the master of the Tianxia Pavilion felt a strange chill condensed on his palm, and the chill was spreading down his palm.

——The opponent’s palm power is actually equally poisonous.

He didn’t know that Meng Jintang actually didn’t have very strong control over the cold poison in his body, but he secretly transported the poisonous energy to hurt people, which in turn triggered the cold poison’s [fighting poison with poison] state.

The master of the Tianxia Pavilion said calmly: “I have always heard that the master of Hanshan is a master of medicine and poisoning, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.”

Before the word “pass” was spoken, the figure of the master of the Tianxia Pavilion disappeared. When he reappeared, he was making a palm print towards Meng Jintang’s Baihui point – the two of them were facing each other head-on before, and it was unknown how his figure changed. It actually turned into a condescending attitude.

Just as the enemy was quickly struck down with a palm from top to bottom, Meng Jintang also disappeared in place, but she did not move away. The sword light spread out, and the tip of the sword pointed at the back of the master of the Tianxia Pavilion.

But just like the master of Tianxia Pavilion failed to lock Meng Jintang, Meng Jintang actually did not lock the opponent.

The two of them kept making moves, changing moves, chasing, and dodging, with swords, light, palms and wind crisscrossing each other. However, after the first move, they never came into contact with each other. The area of the stone chamber was quite large, but compared to the ground, It still seemed too small. Meng Jintang and the master of the Tianxia Pavilion were wandering around and chasing each other. Every step seemed to be sneaking into the shadow of another person.

The Master of the Tianxia Pavilion has two major advantages. The first is that his internal energy is highly poisonous. Even if others are stronger than him, they will suffer losses when competing with each other. The second is that he has read many martial arts secrets and knows his enemies well. , but the enemy didn’t understand him, so he naturally took advantage of him in the battle.

But when meeting the leader of Hanshan, these two advantages were of no use. The leader of the Tianxia Pavilion brought extremely poisonous internal power to be useless against Meng Jintang, and no matter how knowledgeable and knowledgeable he was, he was useless against the martial arts of the Hanshan Sect. Not that understanding.

The two stared at each other very closely. They moved from the light to the dark. In the darkness, a third figure suddenly appeared.

At the same time, Meng Jintang’s figure that was moving at high speed suddenly froze, the ever-changing sword light turned from virtual to real, and the tip of the sword seemed to appear out of thin air in front of the Tianxia Pavilion Master’s Tanzhong point.

The Master of the Tianxia Pavilion only had to float backward slightly, and all Meng Jintang’s fierce attacks fell into the air. However, on his retreat route, a jade-colored dagger appeared without any warning.

This move is unusually simple. Although it comes quickly, it gives people an extremely slow feeling. It is reminiscent of the sunset and the dusk being stretched infinitely. It is a kind of endless tenderness and silence.

——The Pavilion Master of Tianxia Pavilion actually knows that Cui Fuyun, the master of Sanhua, has a total of three sets of swordsmanship, namely “Farewell”, “White Head” and “Spring and Autumn”. The more powerful they are, the more difficult they are. Deep down, the last “Spring and Autumn” is said to have seven postures, but the most well-informed people only know that the first four postures are called “late evening”, “wasted time”, “quran” and “killing”.

The sword technique that Wen Feiqiong used to fight in the past was “Farewell”, but this move is clearly the “Chi Mu” in “Spring and Autumn”.

Vimo City’s unique skills are naturally overwhelming. The master of the Tianxia Pavilion has no way to dodge, so he can only suddenly point out his fingers and flick them to the front and back.

Meng Jintang was not hit by the wind, but felt that the sword in his hand was hit.

A strange soft force pulled, and the sword tip deflected half an inch, only piercing the enemy’s ribs. She activated her inner breath, and the true energy continued to gush out along the sword tip. In the main body of Tianxia Pavilion, it was different from the other two. The inner energy collided hard with each other.

The girl in green’s arms shook so hard that she could hardly hold the sword.

The two internal forces are strong and weak. The strong one is very familiar and comes from the master of the Tianxia Pavilion himself. The weaker one is also familiar and obviously belongs to the ruthless sword Wen Feiqiong.

——The martial arts of the master of Tianxia Pavilion is called “Nine Transformations of Weak Water”. If he can also practice “Catching Fire to Start a Prairie” and practice it to the state of water and fire, it will be considered a complete achievement. His internal power implies the power of rivers, lakes and seas, and He is well versed in the principle of overcoming strength with softness. At this moment, it was clearly the head of Hanshan and Wuqingjian who were besieging him, but he was leading them to exchange moves.

In terms of profound internal strength alone, Meng Jintang is not necessarily inferior to those who have just passed the threshold of being a master. However, although her inner breath is long, it will not be endless. At this moment, before the true energy has turned from clear to turbid, she has gently moved to the side. She floated a few feet away, and her movement was as elegant and aloof as before, without even a trace of fireworks. But as soon as she landed on the ground, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The real strength of the Pavilion Master of the World Pavilion alone is higher than hers, not to mention the internal strength from Wen Feiqiong just now. With the power of “Ming Yi Xin Dharma”, it is difficult to dispel these energies in an instant, so she has to resort to vomiting blood. , to remove the alien Qi in the meridians.

Wen Feiqiong was also constantly vomiting blood. In the eyes of others, the ruthless sword was just a touch away, but he was seriously injured, even if he was punched by the Evil Lord just now.

The master of Tianxia Pavilion himself is not feeling well either. Xuanxu’s true energy is pure and strong, which is the authentic Taoist mentality. It is the nemesis of his own evil sect’s internal strength. In addition, the leader of Hanshan’s true energy also has a bit of a biting taste. The cold air from the Heartless Sword’s Eclipse Body was overbearing. Just now, the two of them would rather injure their companion than hold back for a moment. Under the flanking attack, he finally suffered a heavy blow. deficit.

This master who had always been known as a mysterious Zhucheng wiped off the dark red color under his mask – at this moment, there was an obvious human-to-human transmission among the masters of the martial arts world.

The situation in the stone chamber was critical, and companions kept falling. Meng Jintang swallowed several pills, but it was too late to activate the medicine. He raised his sword again, and the light of the night pearl reflected on the sword, turning into a cold moonlight.

“Qingxu Sword” originally uses the bright moon as the image, but now combined with the “water moon” style in “Swordsmanship in the Fighting Room”, it shows an illusory and ethereal meaning. Meng Jintang’s swordsmanship is clear and flowing. , but in the eyes of the enemy, they thought she was seriously injured and only had the power to contain her, so they did not dare to fight head-on with the master of the Tianxia Pavilion.

At this moment, a fist blast burst out from the shadows, as fierce as a wild beast, and like an angry thunder striking down from the sky, hitting Meng Jintang and Wen Feiqiong head-on.

The force on the fist was extremely violent, and a ferocious energy reverberated throughout the space.

Fulang Jingling, who had stopped the Evil Lord before, had fallen to the ground and was snatched out of the battle ring by the dead soldiers. The long whip that had originally restrained the Evil Lord was broken into pieces and fell on the ground in pieces.

Fulang Jingling made enough preparations. He understood the “Unfixed and Formless Method” and knew how to disrupt the practitioner’s inner breath. However, he did not expect that the evil master’s skills were deeper than what was revealed in the intelligence. Although the opponent’s inner breath was due to He was in a state of confusion, but his combat power was not reduced slightly. It was just that the Evil Lord’s originally somewhat sober mind was gradually occupied by emotions that wanted to destroy everything.

The evil master’s fist wind was like a net, and he was covered by Meng Jintang and Wen Feiqiong. Although these two people are outstanding masters among the young generation in the world, facing a figure like the master of the world pavilion, it is very difficult to even fight two against one, and even more Not to mention the addition of an evil master who was more powerful than the master of the Tianxia Pavilion. Seeing an extremely ferocious aura pressing down on him, Wen Feiqiong suddenly ran away. He flashed directly to the other end of the stone room, and several arrows quickly flew out of his sleeves. Snow and flowers.

Although Wen Feiqiong’s nickname is the Ruthless Sword, he has always been known as “the sound of every step blown by the wind”. Even in a life-and-death situation, he can’t hide his elegant and elegant demeanor, but at this moment, he is in a hurry and only wants speed, and he is completely unable to take care of it. The artistic conception of the moves, these few streaks of snow and flowers were not elegant enough but more ruthless, completely revealing his ruthless state of mind at the moment.

The master of Tianxia Pavilion originally planned to join forces with Xie Zun to kill the leader of Hanshan here first, but Wen Feiqiong’s movement was too fast, so he had to give up his plan to kill Meng Jintang and instead intercept these hidden weapons.

——The Evil Lord had said before that Prime Minister Liu Erli was also here, but he didn’t know which one he was. Wen Feiqiong didn’t have time to tell, so she directly started to attack the less noticeable members of the Tianxia Pavilion indiscriminately.

The master of the Tianxia Pavilion flicked his palms in succession, blocking most of the hidden weapons, but the Xue Youhua shattered with a slight bang. A few fish that slipped through the net still hit the disciples of the Tianxia Pavilion, and even affected some unlucky people in the world. He staggered and fell down, and even if he didn’t lose consciousness for a while, he had to meditate on the spot.

The use of such a powerful hidden weapon naturally consumes a lot of internal energy. Wen Feiqiong fired several weapons in succession, and his figure immediately became stagnant. If Tan Wuluan and Pei Xiangzhou had not come to help, they would have been seriously injured by the master of the Tianxia Pavilion, and they would have lost the chance to fight again. force.

On Meng Jintang’s side, as soon as the Master of the Tianxia Pavilion left, she immediately swept out of the fist wind range, and faced the Evil Lord again before he turned to the target next to him – with the power of “Flowing Clouds and Feixu”, as long as there was no gap, she could If she retreated, most of her strength would be relieved. She was in the air, her sword was like a chaotic cloud, and her figure almost blended into the sword’s momentum. Others could no longer see Han Shan’s head Qing Yi, and could only see an erratic sword light.

The evil master’s Qinggong is slightly inferior to Meng Jintang, but he has the bonus of strong internal strength. When he performs it, he is still as fast as thunder. Even the disciples of the Yang family of the Zhumen bent their bows and arrows, with tense expressions. He wanted to attack the enemy, but he was completely caught. Only when you don’t see the opponent’s figure can you know how big the gap is between the top masters and them.

Ji Feiying was sweating. She was one of the rare people in the stone chamber who had never been injured. She was standing behind Chen Shen and A Zhuo, trying to calm herself down as much as possible.

Ji Feiying felt dizzy at the scene of masters fighting, but she had to pay attention – she intuitively believed that there were other secrets hidden in this stone chamber.

The halo of the night pearl seems like a thin mist.

Meng Jintang was fighting around the Evil Lord, and Zhaoying Chunxing kept bumping into the Evil Lord’s fists. Although most of the strength was removed, each sword was still heavier than the other.

At this moment, two sword lights flew through the air in no particular order, and it was Du Jingruo and Yuan Qufei who took action together.

They are sisters from the same sect. They have a good understanding of each other. The two swords join forces to double their power. The Evil Lord cannot ignore it and punches the blade. There is a long roar from the long sword. Du Jingruo and Yuan Qufei’s jaws burst open, and blood continues to splash on the cuffs. But he still moved his sword like the wind, and Meng Jintang suddenly felt the pressure lighten.

The people of the Dupo Kingdom were divided into two parts, one part protected Fulang Jingling, and the other came to besiege her. However, they did not swarm her in one fell swoop, but formed their own formation, guiding the Evil Lord closer to his obsessive state.

In the stone room, people fell out of the battle circle from time to time, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The strength of both sides continued to be consumed. First, the weaker ones fell, and then the first-class masters. In the end, there were not many people who could retain their fighting power. Their clothes were slowly soaked with blood, and the original color was gradually unclear.

The Evil Lord’s internal injuries were getting worse, and his fighting power became more ferocious and tyrannical. He swung out a heavy punch, and the broken swords and spears and bamboo poles on the ground also flew up together with a huge force. Meng Jintang activated his inner breath, every inch My meridians felt severe pain, but the spiritual platform was clear. The person was a sword, and the sword was a person, turning into a piece of sword light, actively facing the fist wind. mw, please remember:,.[End of this Chapter.]