Chapter 136 Heavenly Punishment

The hall was completely silent. Most people didn't know Meng Qi at all. They couldn't believe that someone so reckless and arrogant would appear. Who are you going to challenge? It's a nine-orifice master who ranks among the best in the entire Hanhai!

Where did this idiot come from?

Wang Hong was even more unbelievable. He had fought with Meng Qi. Judging from his movements, strength, agility and swordsmanship, he had opened four orifices at most. At this age, he could be considered comparable to the orthodox descendants of a big sect. After all, there are always exceptions, and everyone may have an adventure. But why do you have the confidence to challenge Boss Yuan Meng?

He used Yuan Mengzhi to mock Meng Qi before, purely to provoke him to challenge other famous horse bandits, so that he would offend everyone and be killed on the spot. In any case, he never thought that this kid named Xiao Meng would dare to directly challenge Boss Yuan Meng!

For a moment, he thought he was dreaming.

However, he soon woke up and looked at Meng Qi as if he was looking at a madman. There must be a limit to arrogance!

In the past, there were so many unruly new bandits, and none of them would do anything beyond their ability, especially when their ability was directly reflected on the spot, rather than reflected in the subsequent pursuit.

So they dared to attack and kill opponents in places where fighting was prohibited, dared to kill bandit leaders who were protected by other masters, dared to draw their swords and kill without considering the consequences.

However, when the gap in strength between the two sides was reflected as a chasm, they might be rebellious, might work hard to grow, might poison and kill, but they would never dare to challenge face to face!

What is the point of being famous if a person is dead?

But today, Wang Hong saw a "new bandit" he had never seen in his life. In order to become famous, he dared to challenge Boss Yuan Meng? Could it be that he thought Boss Yuan Meng was a good man and would stop fighting after a while?

Stupid and arrogant people always die quickly... Wang Hong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was always a little uneasy when he was targeted by such people before, just like a poisonous snake in the dark, spitting out its core, watching him silently, waiting for an opportunity.

And now, everything will be over.

Zhong Yashe's expression was even more rich, surprised, confused and scared. This kid actually stood up to challenge Yuan Mengzhi? Boss Yuan Meng, can I say that I don't know him?

He regretted it very much now, and his heart was aching with regret. How could he be so blinded by lard and recruit this wolf-like guy into his team?

No, when facing an unbeatable opponent, the wolf will choose to retreat and choose to detour, but he is completely brainless and hard!

"Wait, how should I explain..." Zhong Yashe thought about this problem very distressedly. If it weren't for the public and there was no chaos, he would have wanted to run away directly!

Well, should I stand up to stop him and try to save the situation, or pretend not to know him?

He was thinking in a messy way, Gong Shayue was the same. Xiao Meng was so handsome, how could he be such a fool? Could it be that he was just a skin?

Just when Zhong Yashe made up his mind and planned to stand up to pull Xiao Meng back, apologize with a smile, and interrupt the situation that was slipping into danger, Dumo, who had a white cloth wrapped around his head, stood up and said coldly: "You want to challenge the big brother, you have to get past me first."

If you want to challenge the boss Yuan Meng, just challenge him casually. What are these men of his doing?

However, he was not careless. This kid dared to come out to challenge. No matter how much real skills he had, it would be better for him to come out and end it himself, so as not to let other ordinary enlightened brothers take risks. This kind of face-to-face challenge would be very embarrassing if no one on Yuan Mengzhi's side took the challenge.

Of course, if it was not in the public eye and it was a matter of face, the usual approach to such challengers would be: rush up and cut them into pieces with a random knife!

Yuan Mengzhi's expression did not change. He played with the golden wine glass in his hand, but he was extremely angry in his heart. This was a kind of anger that his own power and dignity were offended.

Moreover, he was also a daring person in the past. He dared to forcibly attack and kill his opponent on the streets of Yuhai, and dared to risk being chased for thousands of miles. He did it as soon as he said it, and slapped the opponent with a strong background to death with one palm. But no matter what, he had never challenged those leaders who were far stronger than him. It was not until he grew to this level that he dared to come to the door.

Why did he dare?

Of course, as a well-known figure in Hanhai, Yuan Mengzhi took into account his dignity and resisted the impulse. He did not go down in person and gave Du Mo a look full of praise and majesty.

And watching Meng Qi come out, Zhenhui's expression changed, and then suppressed it, with a calm and determined face.

Meng Qi had a blank expression and said coldly: "You are worthy?"

Wow, everyone was in an uproar. There were very few horse bandits in Hanhai who could open their seven orifices at the age of about 30, unless they were people with a strong inheritance like An Guoxie, and Du Mo was one of the few. His martial arts came from the tribe, and his strength came from the blood on the blade!

How dare you look down on such a person?

This bastard with only four orifices! A lunatic! He thinks that a little adventure is great?

Having experienced many things in the world, Meng Qi's temperament seems mature, and he looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. At this age, a disciple with four orifices opened in a big sect is considered an excellent disciple. Among the bandits with weak inheritance, it is almost synonymous with an adventure!

Du Mo suppressed his anger and walked down the stairs slowly. Just when he was about to say a few polite words and then kill the boy opposite, Meng Qi suddenly moved, as fast as a gust of wind, like a ghost, and flashed past Du Mo, drew out a dark red long knife, and ran towards Yuan Mengzhi.

Although he was not expecting it and was slow to react for a moment, as a man with sharp eyes and ears, Du Mo was not caught off guard. He swung his sword horizontally to defend himself from sneak attacks and to stop Meng Qi.

The blade hit Meng Qi, but it was like hitting a bubble, shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Du Mo was shocked and angry. Under normal circumstances, he would not be affected by such an illusion, but this time he was too hasty and had no time to distinguish. He could only act according to his feelings, and ended up being tricked!

He retracted his sword and protected his whole body. He felt something was wrong. He could create illusions. Could this kid be a half-step outsider? But at his age, it was impossible!

"Brother, be careful!" he blurted out.

Meng Qi's figure appeared in the air, and his spirit and spirit were all integrated into the Red Sun Demon Sword.

When he deceived Du Mo with an illusion, Yuan Mengzhi was slightly surprised, but he was not affected. Although he was conceited, he always maintained his peak state, so he was not deceived by the illusion.

That's right. If he didn't have some tricks, how could he kill An Guoxie?

He understood Meng Qi's identity, and with a firm mind, he stretched out his hands, ready to hold the sword. Apart from the illusion, judging from the boy's movements and momentum, he was only four orifices at best!

Yuan Mengzhi's hands were strong and broad, without the roughness and scars common on ordinary horse bandits. They looked like they were carved from jade, and glowed.

Yuan Mengzhi was very satisfied with these hands. Guan Feng, the famous leader of the cavalry in Cheli, was always arrogant and his 36-style water splitting sword was exquisite, dominating the surrounding oasis, but his neck was broken by these hands; Cheng Guang, the "Cold Moon Sword", a nine-orifice master, a well-known figure in the vast sea, chased him for nearly a thousand miles when he had just eight orifices, but in the end his neck was still broken by these hands; Wu Chenzi, the direct descendant of the Nanshan School of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, hated evil and hated evil. In order to seek justice for others, he challenged with the strength of seven orifices. Even though his skills were exquisite and he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, his neck was still broken by these hands.

And today, he will break the neck of the direct descendant of the world's martial arts sect!

Although he carries a scimitar with him, the real power is this pair of "green jade hands"!

The knife light is on, not bright or dim, not brilliant or weird, just like the red dust knife at the end of the street.

Looking at the knife light, Zhong Yashe remembered his wife and children who were killed in the fight between horse bandits. He was angry and decadent. He wanted revenge and wanted to get rid of the banditry. Gong Shayue remembered her former self, who loved to laugh and make trouble, waiting to marry a good husband one day, but the bandits were gone, and her happy life was broken...

Everyone has their own sorrows, and their own unforgettable and unresolved knots!

When the dark red knife light came on, no one in the hall spoke, as if they were all in a trance.

Yuan Mengzhi was distracted for a moment, and Zhe Luoju, wearing a black eye mask, seemed to appear in front of him.

He stood proudly with his hands behind his back, making himself, who was crawling on the ground, look extremely small.

"I know you are a wolf, you can't keep it well, and you will devour your master, but I'm not afraid. You will never catch up with me. In front of me, you will always be a dog." Zheluoju said coldly, "Now it depends on whether you have the ability to get dog food."

Looking up, from this angle, Zheluoju looked unusually tall, making him feel ashamed, as if he was a god, a demon, unable to resist, powerless to resist, and could only surrender!

This fear permeated from the bottom of his heart, so real, like thunder exploding in his ears, making him tremble all over, his hands trembling.

The thunder mark on Meng Qi's left hand was protruding, purple and dripping. Everyone in the hall felt the pressure of the gods coming to the world and the thunder exterminating the evil. They could not resist, trembling, forgetting what they were entangled with just now, and their minds were blank.

The raindrops fell, hitting the surface of the body and hurting. Gu Changqing hurriedly left Lao Cao Hotel and returned to the yard to avoid alerting Wu Yong.

Suddenly, the light burst out, and the entire fish sea was as bright as day. Gu Changqing subconsciously raised his head and saw the dancing electric snakes in the sky entangled together, forming a silver-white lightning as thick as a bucket, with a great, righteous and strong aura, directly striking the city lord's mansion!

Boom!

After the lightning, there was a deafening roar, which made Gu Changqing shudder and freed himself from the power of heavenly punishment.

"It's raining, thundering..." He muttered to himself what Meng Qi had hummed before.

In the Lao Cao Hotel, Xie Jiugui and others looked at the sky through the window, looking at the terrifying silver-white electric snake.

No one spoke, because this was completely unexpected, full of shock!

"No!"

The sword energy pierced his body, and Yuan Mengzhi woke up from the illusion brought by "Duan Qingjing". He roared, and his palms crossed to resist the ring knife that was about to cut his body.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a silver-white lightning that was so thick that it was unimaginable that it broke through the roof and fell on the ring knife, entwining and cutting it all off!

His vision was bright white, and he could only see countless electric snakes dancing, and his hands were directly pressed on them.

Boom!

The thunder filled his ears, shaking his heart and soul. Yuan Mengzhi felt deeply regretful, but how could human power stop the power of heaven and earth at such a close distance?

Exterior? !

This was his last thought.

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