Meng 49 sword

In early spring and March, as soon as the Jingzhe passed, a sword rain fell on Hangu Pass.

Jingbo Sword Lu Yunting and Wanzhuhou Jinman fought all the way from Luoshui to Hangu Pass, their sword qi cut the wind and rain, and almost tore the banner on the arrow tower.The general guarding the pass had no choice but to suppress his anger and the bowstrings drawn by the soldiers, lest the flames of war would move eastward.

The two fought for a full day and night, cutting half of the green hills outside the pass, but there was no winner.However, the news spread like wildfire, and became a regular topic of conversation in teahouses along the Liangjing Ancient Road.

The ancient roads of the two capitals traverse east and west, and there are two powerful passes, Hangu Pass and Tongguan Pass, which are known as "mountains and rivers outside and inside".However, this avenue leading to the two capitals has not been very peaceful recently, and there is always some sword rain in the spring wind, which makes it a little difficult to travel.

The galloping carriage rolled up the fallen leaves, but the wealthy young man sitting in the carriage had no embarrassment on his face, his joyful face was as radiant as his jade belt.If it wasn't for his overly plump body that made him lose his flexibility in the narrow compartment, he might still be able to take advantage of the situation and make some gestures.

"...You don't know that the sound of the sword was thundering at that time. Lu Yunting's sword cut down more than a dozen towering trees. The cross-sections were neat, and all the trees that did not fall were planted in the stream below, almost swaying the water. They were all cut. Jin Man stepped on the fallen log and leaped into the air. He swung the golden thread with his ten fingers and twisted the leaves into pieces. But what happened? Lu Yunting didn't cut a single thread, and neither It can wring off a piece of Lu Yunting's sleeve. Judging from my many years of rich knowledge..."

Sitting opposite Wang Ziling was a young girl who sometimes covered her mouth in amazement and opened her almond eyes slightly, making him speak even more excitedly.It was getting dark, and the old slave who was driving the carriage proposed to find a place to rest.Wang Ziling felt sorry for the beautiful woman and wanted to find a farmhouse to stay overnight, so the carriage turned into a side path.

At dusk, green smoke rises, and the smell of food just wafts from the house built by water.Wang Ziling opened the curtain and sniffed, and he smelled bacon, beggar chicken...and crucian carp precisely, so he got out of the carriage without waiting for the old slave to serve, and graciously led the girl.

The girl lowered her head and smiled shyly. Wang Ziling felt inspired and went to knock on the door.It was a slightly wealthy family, and there was an adobe wall outside the house.The old slave suddenly smelled an unusual smell in the air, and hurried forward to stop it, "Young master, wait a minute..."

However, he underestimated his young master's eagerness to express, the shout and the door opening sounded almost simultaneously.There was nothing unusual about the dilapidated wooden door that was opened, nor was there anything unusual about the simple tables and chairs placed in the room, but the courtyard was full of dead bodies, and the young girl couldn't help but lose her face.

She covered her mouth to suppress half of her exclamation, but the old slave's cloudy eyes showed a gleam that didn't match her age, and she rushed forward to protect his young master, holding the short knife around her waist with one hand, Sharp and guarded eyes were fixed on the only living person in the house.

Not only was he alive, he even sat and ate among the dead in a spotless state.

Weird, it's all so weird.

The corpses lay horizontally, including men and women, in different poses.The pungent smell of blood began to flow because of the opening of the door, lingering around the nose and mouth.There was only one table in good condition left in the main room, and it stood stubbornly with one foot broken.And the man in the sky-blue robe, whose body was so clean that he didn't fit in with this scene, was sitting at the table pouring wine from a thin-necked white porcelain jug.

What he poured was rice wine, which was not very expensive, but it also complemented this simple farmhouse.

With a full glass of wine, he put down the jug and raised his head, revealing the seemingly ordinary face of about 24 or [-] years old, and said, "This is the Hongmen banquet, the killing hall, no matter the king or the little ghost, please leave quickly."

"Who are you? Why is this family dead?" Wang Ziling stood behind the old slave, straightening his back to block the girl.

"Does this have anything to do with you?" The man's voice was a little erratic and ethereal, just as clean as the Luo Yi he was wearing, but against his expression at this time, it was mixed with some evil spirits.

Isn't this some kind of crooked way of evil spirits?Wang Ziling knew very well that those monsters like to dress up like dogs, so if he met one today, he wanted to eliminate harm for the people.However, the old slave said in a deep voice, "Young master, you should get out first."

The old slave frowned deeply, the young man in the room gave him a very dangerous feeling, this is not a place to stay for a long time.

Wang Ziling didn't want to leave just like that, he killed people, how many people there are!If he left without paying attention, would he still have a conscience?Besides, there are beauties watching!

"No, Uncle Chai, I, Mrs. Wang..."

"You Wang family, how can you do such an act of contempt for human life, right?" The man smiled, his eyes raised slightly, as if he had sensed something, "Forgive me, because you are too wordy, you have already left now!" It's gone."

"What do you mean? You dare to..." The prince thought in his heart that this monster must not be a good one, even his Wang family dared to ridicule him.However, halfway through his words, Uncle Chai suddenly turned around and threw him down, "Be careful!"

Between the lightning and the flint, several silver streamers struck from all directions, faintly sounding like gold and stone.Wang Ziling stared wide-eyed at a stream of light hitting his hand, the end trembled slightly to disperse the glimmer, revealing the slender body.

Hunyuan Arrow is a Hunyuan Arrow with Yuanli attached!

Wang Ziling was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the door that was close at hand, and was about to get up and walk out immediately.However, Uncle Chai was alert, grabbed him, and took a few steps back.

The enemy entered through the front door.

It was not a person who came first, but a flying sword, a black iron sword that looked extremely heavy.Accompanied by the master's roar, he stabbed into the house as fast as lightning.

"Meng Qiqi! Come out and die!"

The black iron sword blew a strong wind, almost slapping Wang Ziling's ears.He covered his face and opened his mouth wide, trying to smooth out his thoughts—Meng Qiqi? !

He suddenly turned his head, and saw that the man in the room had already put down his wine glass.Leveraging his left palm on the table, he flipped forward as light as a swallow, dodging the oncoming black sword.

The edge of the sky-blue clothes brushed against the sword energy, and Meng Qiqi neatly pulled out a delicate long sword from his waist, and hit the hilt of the black sword without any fancy.

"Dang!" Two swords collided, and Meng Qiqi just landed, tapped his toes on the table and at the same time turned around, and chopped off the two Hunyuan arrows coming towards him with one sword.

The broken arrow fell to the ground with a clatter, but the three-legged table was still firmly standing under Meng Qiqi's feet.

Wang Ziling watched Meng Qiqi fight Hei Jian again, and while trembling with fear, he couldn't help thinking of the rumors he had heard outside the pass all these years.Xiujian, Meng Qiqi, isn't this the Meng Qiqi who beheaded your father with 49 swords!

Damn, it's bloody bad today, Wang Ziling trembled all over, "Let's go, hurry up!"

"I can't go anymore." Uncle Chai guarded Wang Ziling with his sword, his expression solemn, "There are people all around."

Moreover, these people regarded them as Meng Qiqi's companions and beat each of them more ruthlessly.

Now Wang Ziling only hated himself for being nosy at that time, this kind of hatred could only be counteracted by slapping himself twice.

This Meng Qiqi is also true, why are there so many enemies!

Wang Ziling squeezed his huntian pestle tightly, but he didn't expect this natal weapon, which was only half the length of an ordinary sword, to make a breakthrough for him. He wanted to chisel the wall.

Since everyone climbed over the wall and entered, he directly chiseled the wall and walked from below.What is the fight, what does it have to do with him, it is important to escape!

"Cover me!" Wang Ziling confessed to Uncle Chai, then turned around and greeted the wall with a pestle.No matter how strong the fence of the small farmyard was, it was not as strong as his treasure, and just by smashing it, a hole collapsed.

Wang Ziling's brows were filled with joy, but the next moment, the joy froze on his face.Someone outside was trying to climb over the wall, when a hole suddenly appeared in front of him, and he met Wang Ziling face to face.

The breathing of both sides stagnated for a moment, and the next moment, the other party raised a knife and slashed.

Immediately, Wang Ziling rushed forward with a stick and roared, "Uncle Chai, save me!"

But when he glanced over from the corner of his eye, Uncle Chai was wrestling with three people who entered from the other side, and rescue was too late.Wang Ziling was very anxious, but at this moment, a sword light struck, and before he could see which sword it was, a hand stretched out from behind and vigorously smashed his head to the left.

The delicate long sword brushed against Wang Ziling's ear, pierced the enemy's throat precisely, and killed him with one blow.

Wang Ziling's crisis was resolved, but his fear never weakened at all.He already knew who the person behind him was, damn Meng Qiqi!

"Prince Wang, good luck." Meng Qiqi's hand slid down the back of his neck naturally, and her teasing voice blew on Wang Ziling's earlobe, "You said that if the person who came to chase me accidentally took the young master of the Wang family If I'm killed, can I just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

"Don't, don't, don't..." Prince Ling wanted to cry without tears, "They don't really treat me very much, really..."

"What's the hurry, I can't even make a joke, it's really boring." A cold light flashed in Meng Qiqi's smiling eyes, and she turned her sword to block the stabbing sword.With a shake of his wrist, a ray of brilliance flew across the slender silver sword, shattering the opponent's seemingly thicker long sword inch by inch.

Just at this moment, the black sword who had been entangled with him for a long time just now attacked from the air.Meng Qiqi kicked Wang Ziling to the corner of the wall, and raised his sword to meet him.

The dim twilight was swept away by the sword light.

Wang Ziling stumbled and stopped, his upside-down gaze showed him a completely different picture.The bright silver sword, the light is as bright as the moon, the sky blue figure is as light as a surprise, and the light Luo Yi is as elegant as a cloud in the constant tossing and turning.

He suddenly thought of those rumors that seem to be true, the rumors about 49 swords.

At this time, the owner of the black sword finally appeared in the twilight.It was a man in a black suit with messy hair tied behind his head, with an unusually tall figure.Seeing him for the first time, Wang Ziling couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

This is the black demon outside the pass. There are so many desperadoes outside the pass who commit all kinds of crimes, including burning, killing, looting, and the black devil is one of the more famous ones.Wang Ziling took a look at him from a distance last year. He seemed to be busy and left in a hurry, so he didn't cause any trouble to Wang Ziling.

But who knew that he would actually attack and kill Meng Qiqi here, it seems that the gossip heard at the Guanhai Station last month was not false.

The people under Hei Mo's hand received a big order, and halfway through their work, they happened to run into Meng Qiqi.In the past two years, Meng Qiqi had a small reputation outside the customs. The Black Devils didn't want to cause more trouble, but Meng Qiqi didn't agree with it, and killed the Black Devil's capable men at the slightest disagreement, ruining their good work.

At this time, the five fingers of the black demon slightly opened, and the black sword made a clear whistle in the air, and returned to his hand.He raised his eyes to Meng Qiqi who was standing on the opposite roof, his eyes were dark, "Do you think you can escape to death if you escape into the pass?"

"Otherwise, Lord Hei Mo will put your hand high and put it on the next horse?" Meng Qiqi chuckled, and the bright moon rose up from behind him, and that appearance was indescribably holy.

The black demon sneered, glanced at the corpse on the ground from the corner of his eye, "I know what kind of person Meng Xiu is, and seeing him today is nothing more than that. In order not to reveal your whereabouts, you mutilate innocent people and occupy people's houses. How is it different from me? How about if you surrender me and become my black demon, I will let the past go, how about it?"

"Then why not," Meng Qiqi held up a sword flower, stepped forward with her right foot, killing intent flashed in her slender Danfeng eyes, "you give up the position of leader to me."

Hei Mo's face darkened slightly, he opened and closed the black sword in his hand, and slashed straight at Meng Qiqi.He is not such a nonsense person, since Meng Qiqi does not accept this kind of favor, he should be killed.

However, Wang Ziling's pupils shrank at this moment, 49 swords!

This does not refer to the 49 swords, nor does it refer to the name of the sword move, but refers to a total of 49 [-] sword moves.This is the only family in the world without a semicolon.

The sword flower that Meng Qiqi pulled out at this moment is a lotus flower.The lotus blooms in full bloom from the sword, split into 49 petals, covering the sky and covering the earth, and each petal is a sword.

The small silver sword is not as big as a palm, but its power is infinite.This trick is called Lianhua.

The black demon had to stop to stop, the black sword thrust into the ground forcefully, knelt down on one knee, mobilized the vitality in the body with his left palm and slapped it heavily on the sword, "Boom—" the invisible barrier instantly opened with the black sword as the fulcrum.

Countless silver and white swords hit the barrier like moonlight, and the sound of aggressiveness was endless.There are many swords that pierce the barrier and bring out bleeding flowers, but the black demon can roam outside the pass for many years, so Meng Qiqi can't kill it with a single sword.

Wang Ziling, who was ignored by no one, saw something strange at this time.

The dead bodies on the ground suddenly moved.The peasant woman who had been lying in the yard from the very beginning quietly touched a corpse that was still alive next to her, a sly look appeared in her opened eyes, and she immediately cut his throat with a knife.

Wang Ziling opened his mouth wide in shock, unable to close it for a long time.And the peasant woman solved the latest trouble, she got up from the ground quietly, touched the back of an enemy, and stabbed him in the back of the heart the moment he raised his sword towards Meng Qiqi.

The same scene was played out in every corner of the yard. Those dead bodies lying on the ground at the beginning - the peasant woman, the old man, and even the half-grown boy, died and came back to life tacitly, killing the black demon's subordinates in the blink of an eye. Most of it was cut off, leaving no room for any reaction at all.

The situation was reversed in an instant.

The corner of Meng Qiqi's mouth curled into a ruthless smile, and the sword moves in his hands became more fierce and faster, so that the black demon had no time to take care of his subordinates, and he was only surprised.

Meng Qiqi must have been hiding his clumsiness just now!His strength is far more than that!

"Retreat!" The Black Demon made a decisive decision, and the black sword swung like thunder, forcing Meng Qiqi back for now, then turned and ran away.Just kidding, how could he lose his life here.If it wasn't for the fact that Meng Qiqi's military strength was not as good as his after a few trials, how could he show up so easily?

Meng Qiqi is really insidious and cunning.

But if he wanted to escape, how could Meng Qiqi agree?

The azure figure flitted out of the small courtyard in the blink of an eye, and chased after the black demon.In the small courtyard, the final fight was still going on, but it meant that the time to leave had finally come.

Wang Ziling tightly clenched his pestle, looking around with his dark eyes.Now the two most powerful people have run away, and the remaining ones have fewer people and higher cultivation bases, while the other side has more people.

Uncle Chai was injured in the fierce battle just now, and Wang Ziling followed him, quietly retreating to the wall he smashed down just now.One step, two steps, three steps... almost there!

Wang Ziling was excited, and couldn't help but think to himself: Even if he can't use force, his brain is still useful!

However, the moment he stepped out of the fence with one foot, he saw the peasant woman suddenly turn her head and stare at them.The next second, she rushed towards this side with a blood-stained sword, "Hey! Don't go away!"

Wang Ziling jumped in shock, don't go, don't go!

"You go first!" Uncle Chai pushed him hard and pushed him to the outside of the wall, leaving behind him.

Wang Ziling staggered a few steps forward, wanted to run again, but couldn't help but turn around.No, Uncle Chai is loyal to him, if he is not reckless this time, it is impossible to implicate him.Can't leave him, he has to go back.

So he clenched the pestle tightly, yelled to embolden himself, and rushed back again.

"Uncle Chai!" Wang Ziling raised the pestle and stabbed forward, this time he really used the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, and he was fierce.

The peasant woman hurriedly jumped back, "Bie Jie, Bie Jie, we are friends when we meet by chance!"

"Who is your friend!" Wang Ziling was fed up, and couldn't stop the car, so he smashed it down with a pestle.That person hastily dodged a backflip, and cut another person with the long sword in his hand. While blood was dripping down her sword, she was still clutching her chest in shock. .”

Wang Ziling was scared to death, can you not kill someone first before saying this? ? ?

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared outside the courtyard. The peasant woman and Wang Ziling looked up and retreated when they saw it.

"Bang!" The black shadow hit the ground, stirring up dust, and the few Black Demon subordinates who were still fighting were also shocked.Before Wang Ziling opened his eyes wide to see the black shadow clearly, another figure followed closely behind.

He slammed straight on the black shadow like a stream of light, pressed down on the black shadow's chest with one knee, and stabbed hard with the long sword in his hand.

"Pfft." The sword blade pierced his heart, and the black demon widened his eyes unwillingly, looking at the face of Meng Qiqi who was close at hand, and said angrily with blood in his mouth, "Meng, Qi, Qi!"

Meng Qiqi smiled, drew out her sword, stood up and looked at him condescendingly, and said, "It's fine to leave."

The dark devil is dead.

His subordinates were also cleaned up quickly, and none of them escaped in time.Although it was said that these people deserved to die, Wang Ziling still felt lingering fear when he saw Meng Qiqi who took out a silk handkerchief and slowly wiped his sword.

What made Wang Ziling's legs weak the most was the peasant woman's address to Meng Qiqi, "Master, everything has been dealt with. But this black demon is fine, it's better to just kill him in the first place."

"My dear student, you can tear off the wrinkled skin on your face before you talk to me, okay?" Meng Qiqi put the cleaned sword back into its scabbard, and when she raised her head again, the peasant woman had already The human skin mask was torn off, revealing the face of a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old.Pull off the turban again to reveal three thousand black silk, bright eyes and white teeth, delicate and cute.

Wang Ziling stared in a daze. At the same time, the old man and young man changed their appearances, turning into a handsome young man and a one-eyed boy about twelve or thirteen years old.

Meng Qiqi patted the girl's head, and said, "My dear disciple, let me teach you a truth - people who are always clamoring to kill chickens with a bull's knife usually die faster."

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, "Got it, Master."

At this time, Wang Ziling suddenly thought of that girl Yun who was rescued on the way, where is she now? !Thinking of this, Wang Ziling broke out in a cold sweat.

not……

Wang Ziling hurriedly looked around, his eyes swept over the corpses, but he couldn't find anyone, and he didn't know whether to worry or be thankful.Just when he was in a state of confusion, a familiar voice sounded behind him, "Your Majesty, Mr. Wang."

When Wang Ziling turned his head, he saw the man poking his head out of the room timidly, as if frightened.He hurried over, "Miss Yun, as long as you are fine, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Miss Yun's eyes were slightly red, and when she saw Meng Qiqi looking this way, she looked like a frightened rabbit and lowered her head to hide behind Wang Ziling.Wang Ziling couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, and thinking that he caused her to experience such a dangerous scene, he felt even more guilty.

Uncle Chai simply bandaged the wound, and said in a deep voice, "Young master, we should go."

Wang Ziling thought that he must leave now, he couldn't help but look at Meng Qiqi, who was bending down to pick up a thin piece of letter paper from the ground.

Oops.Wang Ziling's heart skipped a beat, it fell out of him.

"Kowtowing Conference." Meng Qiqi murmured with a half-smile, and glanced at Wang Ziling with her slender eyebrows, "Young Master, we are really destined. You see, in the wilderness, it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to travel." Difficult, we happen to be on the way, can we take a car?"

At the same time, on the lonely mountain of Tingzhou thousands of miles away, white cranes fluttered their wings, and the Temple of Mountain Rain opened.

Eldest brother Chen Boyan stood in the hall holding a letter, with a silver sword mark between his brows, his demeanor was handsome.He unfolded the letter, and there was only one sentence in the letter - he will return in a few days, or beat the immortals to kill the demons.

The headmaster Xue Manshan solemnly warned: "When your little uncle went to Beihai to return to the grave, who would have thought that he would go outside the pass and go there for three years. If you meet him this time, you must bring him back, and you have to tie him back to me." .”

"Yes, Master." Chen Boyan replied, but his eyes still stayed on the letter paper.

On the letter paper, there are three words in high spirits - Meng Qiqi.

The author has something to say: Meng Qiqi suffers, Chen Boyan attacks.The little uncle would poke someone if he disagreed with him.

This time, it’s still a long storyline. It’s the end of the period, and there are fewer people reading the article. I hope everyone will leave me a message, refill~