Meng 49 sword

Meng Qiqi hurried to Chanhualou, not daring to delay for a moment.If he got it right, Jinling City's barrier needs to be maintained manually, otherwise there is a possibility of being smashed by monsters.

And today it is his elder brother Xue Manshan who is in turn to maintain the barrier. He is in the Chanhua Tower right now, because the Chanhua Tower is the core of the entire barrier!

If someone looked up at this time, they could see a blurry figure passing by like a stream of light, and the speed was so fast that there was a strong wind.

But no matter how eager Meng Qiqi is, the situation in Tanghualou will not change with his eagerness.

Princess Yihe ordered the white mask to be brought into the room for interrogation by Yang Qi.In this respect, Yan Lingwei is a veteran, and it is most suitable for them to do it.

The white mask had his acupuncture points pressed, his mandible was removed, and he was tied up with a fairy rope. He could only make a whining sound of protest, so no one took him seriously.I only knew that they would be able to spy on the secret deployment of the white mask soon, and couldn't hide their excitement.

Yihe is not a reckless person, so she ordered Yang Qi to escort him personally.

But just as Yang Qi walked in front of the white mask and bent down to lift it from the ground, the white mask, which should have been immovable, suddenly kicked Yang Qi's slightly bent knee, and there was a "click" sound of bone cracking. Everyone was taken aback.

The entire first floor was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard.

"Protect Your Highness the Princess!" Yang Qi, who was still injured, yelled at the first moment, and enduring the pain, rushed towards the white mask, trying to suppress him.

But White Mask had expected it, the whole person escaped from Yang Qi's hand like a loach, tapped his toes on the ground, and in an instant, he passed a stunned monk with his mouth wide open, his five fingers spread like eagle claws, and rushed straight to Princess Yihe!

"careful!"

"God, stop him!"

"quick!"

There was a commotion all around, and the monks shot to stop it one after another.But the space in the Chanhua Building is small, and everyone is afraid of accidental injury, so they couldn't use it for a while.

There was already a cold sweat on Princess Yihe's back, but she retreated immediately after the initial panic, resolutely and quickly, and she seemed a little calmer than the others.

Seeing the white mask rushing towards her, she stepped back even faster.She could see the sharp nails close in front of her eyes, as if they could hold her throat tightly and suffocate her in the next moment.

Life and death seem to be in an instant.

However, at the very moment, the man suddenly turned around, and several black throwing knives flew out of his sleeves, stabbing at Xue Manshan like lightning.This turning point shocked everyone.

"Governor Xue, be careful!" Yihe shouted.

Xue Manshan wanted to rescue the princess, but when he saw the flying knives coming, he immediately switched from attack to defense, "Dang Dang Dang" raised the sword and chopped off the flying knives.But when the flying knife landed, the white mask was already in front of him.

"Hey." The white mask sneered, and sprinkled a handful of white and powder on his pocket.

Xue Manshan was caught off guard, afraid of being poisoned, he could only back away holding his breath.But the white and pink filled his body within ten steps, turning into a white mist.As soon as he retreated in a hurry, he couldn't immediately exit the range of the white mist.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Manshan felt another attack full of killing intent, coming from the side and behind!

"Governor Xue!"

The monks stared wide-eyed, anxious.However, the surroundings were surrounded by white mist, and Xue Manshan's figure was entangled with the white mask, so they didn't dare to make a random move.

But how could this be? !

Shouldn't this white mask be tied up properly, completely losing the ability to resist? !

Countless eyes of condemnation and questioning glanced at Meng Li, and Meng Li hurriedly shouted loudly: "It's Wang Changlin! It's Wang Changlin who tied the fairy rope! They ganged up to trick me!"

At this moment, Wang Changlin is also watching the battle situation anxiously. It can be said that he is the person who least wants Xue Manshan to die at this moment.Although he didn't deal with Jiange and thought about letting Meng Qiqi die, he never thought about betraying Daxia.

If Xue Manshan died here, let alone Gushan Jiange would not spare him, Princess Yihe could cut him alive!

"Don't spout blood! It's clear that you planted the blame on me!" Wang Changlin was furious, how could he not understand what happened at this moment.It was Meng Li, who first cried out about the embarrassing situation of Beidoumen, making Wang Changlin feel the same way, then cheated his trust step by step, dug a big hole for him to jump in, and even bit him back!

But at this time, the monks couldn't listen to the explanation at all, let alone think about the hidden truth.

The white mask's accomplices, one kills the other!

It's messed up, the whole Tanghualou is messed up.

Yihe, whose leg was broken by Yang Qi, was forced to withdraw from the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him, he was horrified.At this moment, it doesn't matter who is collaborating with the white mask, what matters is Xue Manshan.

She quickly turned her gaze to the white mist, and she didn't know what the white and powder were, and the white mist formed was still lingering.Others didn't dare to enter easily, but Xue Manshan was dragged inside forcibly.

And that white mist seems to have a tendency to expand.

It can't go on like this.A drop of cold sweat slipped down the corner of Yihe's forehead. She swept around quickly, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and shouted: "Wind! Which monk can control the wind!"

Her voice was loud and covered the audience.

Immediately someone responded: "Me!"

The man's movements were quick, and he used his sword move without hesitation.The sword moves, the wind blows, and the strong wind blows over the heads of the crowd. The half-withered cinnabar plums look even more bleak in the wind, and the few leaves that are not many are blown down.

But fortunately, the white mist finally began to dissipate!

"Go!" At the same time, Xue Manshan swayed the crane soaring into the courtyard, flying swords with countless yuan power like crane feathers, piercing through the chests of several assassins in an instant.

What everyone didn't expect was that Xue Manshan was not completely unable to get out of trouble.The white mist is full of enemies, he can attack with all his strength, so he simply stays in the mist and waits for this moment—to kill them all!

"Puff, puff, puff..." The sound of the crane feather piercing the chest was patchwork, corpses fell one by one, their eyes wide open looking at the half-dead plum tree, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

No, there are two more alive.

Xue Manshan clearly remembered that there were six people in the white mist, but why only four fell down, and where are the other two?

His cold eyes glanced over the faces of the people around him, but he couldn't detect anything unusual.

"Governor Xue, your hand!" At this time, a female cultivator from Ruizhu Palace looked at Xue Manshan's bloody hand and was very worried, and stepped forward to help him heal.

Xue Manshan didn't dare to believe it, but at this moment, a crack suddenly opened at the stairs.

"Roar!" The monsters scrambled out of the crack, bringing a gust of wind from the wilderness of the secret realm.

Everyone looked around in astonishment, and saw a monk with ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance standing on the banister of the stairs. Shi Shiran took out a pure white mask from his arms and put it on his face with a smile.

He even nodded politely to everyone, full of sarcasm.

The monks cursed angrily, but they had no choice but to raise their spirits to kill the monsters.No one could have imagined that cracks would appear inside the Tanghua Building.

And they would fall into such a passive situation.

"kill!"

"Protect Her Royal Highness!"

"Call for help! Quick!"

One after another the shouts pushed the chaos to a climax, but as the shouts said, there were indeed not many people staying behind in the Tanghualou.Most of them were wounded, and the most powerful ones were Yang Qi and Xue Manshan.

But Yang Qi broke his leg, and Xue Manshan also injured his arm.

Regardless of Yang Qi's protest, Yi He took the initiative to protect him behind him, holding a long knife in his right hand, leaning his back against the wall to defend against the monster.

She forced herself to be calm, racking her brains to think of countermeasures, the strings in her head were tense, and she dared not relax for a moment.She noticed that Xue Manshan rushed to the top floor, because that was the core of the stability barrier.

He had to go, but that just exposed the core.

The white mask standing on the railing of the stairs followed immediately, obviously waiting for a long time.

This made Yihe have to guess that maybe they couldn't kill Xue Manshan, but kept him and let him lead the way for them.But soon Yihe put this idea behind him again - that is Xue Manshan, the majestic Jiange Pavilion master, even if he is not as stunning and beautiful as Zhou Ziheng, it is not like killing him immediately.

Now how to do?

Yi He swung the long knife with all his strength, chopped off a monster's ear, and kicked it out.While killing the demon, she was still thinking.

Suddenly, her eyes focused on the plum tree.

The plum tree was half dead after a fire.

Yes, fire.

Monsters don't know water, they are more afraid of fire.

"Can you still move?" Yihe turned around and asked.

Yang Qi held the knife in one hand and held down his injured knee with the other, nodded heavily, "But at the request of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Yihe shook his head solemnly, "I don't need you to do anything for me now, I just need you to live and continue to be loyal to me in the future."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Qi to nod, she immediately pushed open a door next to her and pushed Yang Qi in to avoid the monster for the time being.Then she took the maid who had been following her all along, two women who could not cultivate immortals but possessed martial arts, and slipped quietly under the plum tree.

Yihe took a deep breath, exchanged a look with the maid, and counted in a low voice: "One, two, three!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi He slashed at the plum tree with all his strength, one knife followed by another.

The maid pushed hard from the side, along the edge of the knife, and pushed hard in the direction of the crack in the secret realm.

"Ka——" The crisp cracking sound inspired the hearts of the two.

Yihe immediately joined the ranks of pushing the tree, and the two of them tried their best, the veins in their necks bulged, and they forcibly pushed down the 300-year-old plum tree from the middle!

"Boom!" The huge plum tree fell down, and this plum tree, which represented the Fairy Tanghua and the supreme glory of the Wang family, finally fulfilled its mission.

The huge canopy and the thick and long branches made the sound of the wind breaking, and in front of everyone's eyes, it fell towards the crack and was stuck in the middle of the crack.

"It's done!" The maidservant was overjoyed.

Yi He hurriedly took out the torch and lit it, and threw it vigorously towards the half-dead side of the plum tree.

The faint firelight drew a beautiful arc in midair.The enemy hiding in the crowd without wearing a white mask hurriedly reached out to stop him, but it was already too late.

A little spark fell on the plum tree, summoning a raging fire, and swallowing the cracks.

The monsters that were about to rush out of the crack rolled, struggled, and wailed in pain in the flames.

On the top floor of the Chanhua Building, above everyone's heads, there was a loud noise at this moment.