Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 95

[96. Chapter 96]

“when!”

“boom.”

The fortune teller stared at the broken knife on the ground, as if he were a frozen statue, then raised his head and slowly moved his gaze to the young man named Meng, showing an incomprehensible look.

Just when he threw the dagger like lightning, the old man performing at the side stopped him and slapped him with a hand that seemed light but heavy. Of the two sounds just now, the first was the dagger broken into two pieces falling to the ground, and the second was the sound of their palms intersecting.

——The broken knife fell to the ground before the two of them fought.

The fortune teller really couldn’t understand why this knife made of fine iron suddenly fell down even though he had already blocked the “Dingzhang”, and the fracture was abnormally smooth, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon.

The young man named Meng looked at him, stood up calmly from his original position, and offered a friendly possibility: “Maybe the quality of this knife is not good.”

When the fortune teller heard this, he suddenly woke up from his thoughts. He stared at the other person as if staring at a monster: “Who are you?”

At this moment, even the slowest person could react – this was not a weak and weak scholar, but he was clearly a rare master.

The young man surnamed Meng ignored the other party’s inquiry and threw down the big woolen clothes on his body. The green clothes were like clouds, with long sleeves hanging low. It was clearly the same attire as just now, but in the eyes of everyone present, it showed a different look. A completely different temperament

——The walls of the hall have clearly blocked out most of the cold wind and snow, but the fortune teller still felt a bit of a bone-chilling chill.

While the disciples of the Evil Lord were still stunned, the killer from the Blood Alliance had already pulled out a long sword from the cooking utensil, straightened the sword and stabbed it straight at him. The sword was as fast as a spark of fire, turning into a white sword and shooting through the air, pointing directly at that person. Throat of young people.

Most people had not yet realized what had happened. The green shadow that had been stationary suddenly floated like clouds. The next moment, the sharp sword whistling stopped abruptly without any warning. The attackers were even armed with swords. It fell into a gentle moonlight.

“laugh.”

There was only a slight sound, and the clear moonlight disappeared in an instant. The attacker flew out and fell to the ground without any breath. The long sword in his hand was somehow transferred to the palm of the young man named Meng.

The young man surnamed Meng glanced at the “pedestrians” and “vendors” and smiled: “The Blood Alliance and the Evil Lord’s lackeys are all old acquaintances. It’s freezing today, what are you doing in Wushan?” ”

Although this person asked, his tone was calm and he didn’t seem to force an answer.

The waiter looked at the young man named Meng and asked exactly the same question as the fortune teller: “Who are you?”

His tone was heavy and tight.

The young man surnamed Meng raised his head and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, as if he wanted to understand something, his eyes glanced at the Blood Alliance and the Xie Zun disciples, and said softly: “I had no intention of doing anything, so should you commit suicide? Can I give you a ride?”

“…”

Faced with this joke-like question, no one in the room had the guts to laugh out loud. The Blood Alliance and the Evil Lord were not accomplices, but at this moment, they seemed to understand and drew their weapons at the same time.

Among all the masters from the two evil forces, there are three who are the most powerful.

A “cook” whose weapon is a broken knife.

A “maid”, she uses a long white silk.

There is also a “guy” who has no weapons. His weapons are his fists.

The “cook” swung the broken knife, and the light of the knife turned into a bolt of lightning, and slashed hard towards the young man’s head. The shadow of the knife was everywhere, and the wind of the knife brought a strong whistling sound, as if countless angry anger had gathered, making people feel angry at the sight of it. Trembling with fear.

The “maid” held the white silk and shook it slightly. The white silk pounced towards the young man like a poisonous snake leaving its cave. The moment before it was about to make contact, nine circles suddenly appeared and rolled towards the opponent’s face. All limbs and bones.

Her weapon is as soft as cotton, and the moves she uses are also excellent martial arts that use weakness to overcome strength.

The young man named Meng glanced at them and shook his wrist slightly.

The firelight reflected on the cold sword edge, and then spread gently to both sides, creating a hazy light curtain. It seemed that a cold moonlight was quietly descending from the dense snow clouds outside the hall. Come down.

Almost at the same time, the broken knife and the white silk both cut into the sword wind. The “cook” and the “maid” felt the silver light flowing in front of their eyes. The opponent’s sword was so elegant and gentle that it was incredible. The broken knife struck continuously. In the sword light, each blow was heavier than the last, but it could not break up the opponent’s seemingly gentle sword net. No matter which direction Baijuan broke through, she would be blocked back, as if soaked in water, becoming abnormal. Heavy and dull.

At this moment, the “guy” used a movement that was too fast to be human, and walked around behind the young man in green like a ghost. His fists were shot out like meteors, hitting the opponent’s back with great weight. Crucial.

No matter how fast the fist came, in an instant, the wind of the fist had touched the opponent’s clothes. However, before the “guy”‘s face showed the evil smile of a successful sneak attack, he felt a cold feeling on the back of his hand, and his fist had hit a cold and hard weapon. on the long sword.

——When did this young man turn around, and when did he raise his sword?

The “guy”‘s fists were as strong as gold and iron, and he was not afraid of the sharpness of the sword at all. However, the moment he hit the long sword, he felt a strong and powerful energy coming from the edge of the sword, and then continuously hit the sword. It almost forced him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The young man surnamed Meng flipped the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was placed on the fist of the “guy”. The “guy” couldn’t help but rush towards the “cook”, and his fist collided with the broken knife. There was a loud sound like cracking a mountain and cracking rocks.

The two sides were separated at the first touch, and each felt the inner energy surging endlessly. In this short moment, the young man named Meng swayed and calmly escaped from the circle of three people like light smoke.

While these three people were besieging the young man in green clothes, other people from the Blood Alliance and Xie Zun’s sect had also taken action.

The old busker and the mother-in-law with her granddaughter were walking in tandem at the moment, protecting the young man in the black box and his granddaughter in the middle. The killers from the Blood Alliance advanced and retreated quickly. If one person retreats, he must Another person stepped forward to fill in, and they cooperated very well with each other. They used 100% of their strength in every offensive move. Even with the power of “fixing palm” and “damage needle”, they had to retreat continuously.

The disciples of the Liu family, the bodyguards of the Sihai Bodyguard Bureau, the people from Yujiazhuang and the brothers from Jinghua Temple stood together, barely holding on to the ground in front of them. On the Du family’s side, the old man surnamed Hu was the weakest in martial arts. They staggered back as soon as they met. Ma Dingyuan, the “goods are worthless”, and Tao Kongyuan, the “evil-suppressing Tai Sui”, joined forces to effectively resist the attack of the evil master’s disciples. Mrs. Zhang fought alone, with a pair of daggers in her slim hands. The sword was raised like a dance, and the clear light in the palm suddenly condensed and moved. Although it was at a disadvantage, the defense was still extremely tight. It could not be defeated in three or five moves.

The lady suffering from needles could already hear the breathing of the person behind her, and knowing that there was no way to retreat, she flicked her wrist and stabbed out nine needles in a row. This was her famous stunt “Nine Deaths without Regrets”. When the seventh needle was inserted, the woman in front of her The killer finally let out a low cry of slight pain and had to retreat injured.

This move consumes a lot of internal energy. Madam Shanzhen feels that her heart is almost jumping out of her chest. She knows that when the next person pounces on her, she will probably not be able to escape completely.

——But there is no next person.

A killer took advantage of the opportunity and thrust his long sword towards the young man surnamed Meng. Then somehow, the weapon in his hand suddenly broke into countless pieces, and a small half flew back very quickly, piercing the killer’s head and face. On top of it, most of it was sprinkled on the other killers’ accomplices in the hall like a shower of flowers.

The people who were about to attack Madam Hunzhen heard a sharp sound of wind coming from behind their heads, and had to quickly block it with their swords. The fragments hit the sword body, and the sword body was hit in a curved arc. The remaining force was not lost. It forced the person back to the wall. Where the long sword collided with the fragments, a long clear sound was emitted.

——What a profound inner strength!

Just after this moment, the “cook”, “guy” and “maid” pounced on him again.

The young man surnamed Meng’s pale green clothes suddenly floated up, and a moonlight-like sword light flew out from between his clothes. Everyone only heard a sound of weapons clashing like a heavy rain, and then the distance between the sounds became smaller and smaller. The longer it gets, the erratic green clothes gradually disappear and merge into the infinite cold sword light.

The “cook” felt as if he had been soaked in a vat of oil, and even breathing was extremely difficult. He had always boasted that his sword skills were as fast as the wind and lightning. Only after seeing this young man’s sword skills today did he know what kind of martial arts talent he had. It can be called “fast”, and what is particularly rare is that the opponent does not pursue speed, and his moves are slow and erratic, showing a leisurely and leisurely manner.

The moon was waxing and waning, and the sword light was suddenly like a full moon, sometimes like a crescent moon, and then suddenly came together. Suddenly, a sword hit the blade of the “cook’s” broken knife. The “cook” suddenly felt that his right arm was being burned. He screamed as if he was being burned, but he soon realized that the other party’s internal energy was not positive, but on the contrary, it was neutral and peaceful. It was just that the energy was too strong, which caused him severe pain as his meridians were invaded.

In the shock, half of the “cook”‘s body felt as if he had been hit by a huge stone mill. However, he was brave by nature and did not choose to retreat. Instead, he gathered all his inner strength and swung his sword again to fight the opponent hard. All in one move.

When the “maid” saw this, she screamed, and the blood on her face surged up. She obviously used a secret method to temporarily increase her strength. However, instead of joining forces with her companions to attack the young man named Meng, the “maid” flew upside down and escaped from the battle. , carrying the white silk in his arms, he ran towards Pei Xiangzhou’s location.

The white silk floated up, covering Pei Xiangzhou layer by layer with an ever-changing and elegant posture, weaving a seemingly gentle but murderous cage.

The “cook” and the “maid” changed their moves one after another, and the “guy” followed closely behind, punching the front seven times in a row, each punch causing a sound that broke through the air. Finally, he shouted loudly and punched out with both fists. , and finally barely touched the sword light that seemed both virtual and real.

The sword light only froze for a moment, and then it poured out like pearls falling on a jade plate, and mercury pouring down the ground. However, the “guy” no longer connected with it head-on, and instead did a somersault in the air and flew backwards towards the gate.

The sword light that was originally as clear as the moonlight suddenly became hazy, like a moon reflected in the water. The next moment, as if it was blown by the breeze, the moonlight turned into countless smaller silver fragments, scattered like a drizzle. throughout the hall.

Everyone from the Blood Alliance and Xie Zun’s sect felt that the young man named Meng was attacking them. A clear light bloomed, and the moonlight sword light flashed in front of and behind them, and then floated away like the flowing wind. .

“Click——”

A heart-breaking sound came from mid-air. The “guy” had just escaped halfway when he felt the piercing murderous aura approaching. He turned around in the air with all his strength, using his fists as a shield, trying to block the opponent’s offensive.

——A ridiculous thought that he had never had before arose in his heart. Before this moment, “guy” felt that his fists were better than any weapons in the world, but when the situation came to an end, he regretted why he didn’t bring some strong swords. On the body?

Along with the sound of cracking bones, the “guy” saw that his fist became as flat as a squashed ball, and then his whole body suddenly became light, flying as if without weight, and then fell heavily.

The sky was tightly blocked by thick moving clouds, and the snow outside the house fell in, falling on the face of the “guy”. Together with the biting cold wind, it took away the last trace of heat from his body.

As one of the three top masters in the hall, the “guy” fought back so hard before his death that the long sword that the young man snatched could no longer hold up and broke into pieces.

Before the fragments of the long sword fell to the ground, the young man surnamed Meng rolled up his green sleeves and turned into a stream of electricity. It knocked away the short knife in the hand of the “cook” and penetrated his heart. Then it was divided into four parts and flew away separately. Go to the four assassins in the hall who are still capable of fighting.

Seeing that she and her companions were about to be destroyed here, the “maid” did not feel the slightest regret. Her white silk had already blocked the Liu family disciples and Jinghua Temple disciples who wanted to rescue, and turned into a thin and straight hand. The long sword stabbed him quickly and fiercely.

At the critical moment, Pei Xiangzhou, who was seriously injured, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and pointed his finger forward, seemingly lightly and firmly.

The “Maid” was originally good at using softness to overcome strength, but when Bai Jue was given this guidance, she found that the opponent was completely untouchable.

——She also didn’t understand why Pei Xiangzhou, who barely mentioned Qi in the report, still had the energy to fight?

The “maid” looked at Pei Xiangzhou’s face, and an idea flashed in her mind. She thought of the ridiculous pill that the young man named Meng put into Pei Xiangzhou’s mouth. She suddenly understood something, but it didn’t take long for her to realize it. I was hit in the throat by a finger and fell into eternal darkness…

There is heavy snow between heaven and earth.

The young man surnamed Meng stopped gently at the door of the hall like a cloud. His green clothes slowly fell down. Under the light of the fire, his face showed a strange change.

The blizzard outside the house was flying wildly and fiercely, covering the cold mountain peaks with a thick layer of white. However, this man was just standing casually in front of the door. The heavy snow with the fury of God was actually softened by it. got up.

This young man’s clothes were green, and his face was extremely pale, like a jade statue covered with frost. The firelight shining on her face could not make her look any less bloodless.

——Meng Jintang did not wear the Yi/Rong mask when she returned home this time. It was just a slight decoration between her eyebrows and eyes. During the battle, her true energy overflowed and the fine powder on her face fell off, revealing her facial features and face. The original appearance.

The disciples from Liujiazhuang stared at each other for a long time, then suddenly rushed forward, bowed respectfully, and said in a trembling voice: “Today, you, the old man, actually came in person…”

Meng Jintang waved her hand, and before she could speak, she bent down slightly and coughed violently. She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and covered her mouth. Almost in the blink of an eye, the white handkerchief was dyed red.[End of this Chapter.]