Chapter 233: The White Dressed Requiemer (3rd Update)

Master Huang Zishi's move covered seven major acupoints, changing constantly, making it difficult to judge whether it was true or false. It was very exquisite, and he used it like falling petals, which was very beautiful, with a sense of lightness and simplicity.

"Not bad." Wang Zai stood at the window and nodded gently. Master Huang Zishi at least did not completely mess up his mind. This move showed a normal level.

Meng Qi did not dodge or avoid, and "whispered" directly slashed at the flaw in Master Huang Zishi's left rib.

This move was not special except for the word "fast". It was so fast that everyone seemed to see an afterimage, and it was as fast as lightning, which flashed and roared.

The Thunder Blade Crazy Monk had already mastered the essence of "fast" swordsmanship... The content of Wang Zai's explanation last night was similar in the minds of all the people in the martial arts world.

Facing this fast knife pointing at his flaw, which was obviously able to strike first, Master Huang Zishi had to step aside and give way. He pointed his folding fan, like a flying cloud, and hit Meng Qi's blade.

Meng Qi's long sword suddenly raised up, turning into a continuous sword force to chop towards Master Huang Zi, and the power burst out layer by layer, rocks collapsed, and waves broke the shore.

The sword technique is really excellent, combining the fierce essence with the continuous force... Wang Zai's face is excited as if he has met a worthy opponent.

The power of this sword is exposed, even ordinary Jianghu masters can see the mystery, so they cheered together. Among the people present, there are very few who can chop such a sword!

Master Huang Zi's folding fan suddenly opened, as if flowers were blooming, like colorful clouds across the sky, with sticky force, trying to divert Meng Qi's long sword.

Meng Qi's sword technique changed again, and the momentum of the waves was completely restrained, full of fireworks, whispering, but there was no place to exert force, just like everyone's heart in the world, which can be felt and heard, but cannot be touched.

This sword is empty and hazy, ethereal and difficult to grasp, starting from Meng Qi's hand and entering Master Huang Zi's heart.

"Ananda's sword technique that breaks precepts..." Wang Zai, Wang Ce, Du Shaobai, and most people with good knowledge blurted out this term.

Meng Qi directly used the essence of the sword he mastered to trigger the various changes of "Falling in the Red Dust", unlike before when he was mainly interpreting.

As the top sword technique for outdoor scenes, the changes of "Falling in the Red Dust" itself are indeed much stronger than the moves derived by Meng Qi!

"It's not an outdoor scene without sword meaning..." Wang Zai nodded thoughtfully, knowing that Meng Qi had not yet used his full strength.

Master Huang Zi's face was solemn, and he closed his folding fan and trembled to meet him. He looked old and frail, like a withered and fallen flower, but the countless changes contained in the trembling changed with the changes of the Kongmeng sword, and they all matched!

"Good!" Including Wang Ce, most people with good strength shouted good. Master Huang Zi's response showed the exquisite changes of "Feixia Luoying Gong" to the fullest. The long sword and folding fan seemed to be dancing across the void, which was beautiful.

This is a very high level of change in moves!

But at this moment, Meng Qi's misty sword "exploded", and a sword light that seemed to go against common sense and make people upset suddenly appeared, with a sharp and piercing whisper, and it slashed towards the flaw in Huang Zishi's head.

Huang Zishi's moves had to change again, otherwise the flaw would become fatal.

He did not move his body or feet, and the whole person floated back gracefully for a foot with the wind of the sword.

Meng Qi stretched out his long sword, and with the power of the sword, he shrunk the ground into an inch, and suddenly appeared in front of Huang Zishi, forcing Huang Zishi, who intended to regroup, to defend again.

One sword after another, Meng Qi's every sword pointed to Huang Zishi's flaw, and every sword was in line with the essence of the sword, killing Huang Zishi sweating profusely, but he could not find a chance to counterattack.

"Twenty consecutive swords, not a single sword on the defensive..." Wang Zai's face was full of fighting spirit, and his right hand pressed the hilt of the sword, wishing to go down and replace him.

Wang Ce frowned slightly, as if he was holding back something. He saw this battle more clearly than yesterday.

Yesterday, the sword maniac Su Meng defeated Jin Jinxian with 28 consecutive sword strikes, but today he only attacked without defending, and killed Master Huang Zi with 20 consecutive sword strikes, which put Master Huang Zi in danger. His sword skills were fully revealed!

Master Huang Zi was accumulating a lot of suffocation in his heart. He had not yet fully performed each move, but had to change it in advance because Meng Qi pointed out the flaws. Compared with Jin Jinxian's hearty yesterday, he always felt depressed when he was interrupted when he was so comfortable that his hair was stretched, and it happened 20 times in a row!

No! If it goes on like this, there will be no chance of a comeback! Master Huang Zi took a deep breath, opened his folding fan to block, and used his left hand to kill.

The five fingers of his left hand were like flowers, stretching and shrinking, changing constantly, and finally drifting with the wind, like flowing water.

Master Huang Zi seemed to have merged with the surroundings, with falling flowers and gurgling water, and flaws that appeared and changed at any time, making it difficult for Meng Qi to figure out and grasp!

Near the lotus pond, the cold wind suddenly intensified, and pieces of dead leaves shot out with the wind, like a swift hidden weapon, hitting Meng Qi!

This was Master Huang Zi's outdoor move, "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water"!

Meng Qi took a deep breath, and the long sword suddenly retracted, and then slashed out without any warning.

This sword has a profound change, simple and unremarkable, but the vitality of the surrounding airflow is absorbed by it, as if there is only this sword between heaven and earth!

This is the essence of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, but Meng Qi removed the thunder and violence, only the fierceness, and changed his appearance.

The airflow was absorbed, the vitality was absorbed, and the broken dead leaves suddenly lost their power and the ability to take people's lives. They seemed to fall normally, empty and powerless, and were all sucked over by the long sword and stuck to the blade.

The long sword brought with it pieces of dead leaves, whispers of gods in the sky, and fell like a circle, without dodging or avoiding, responding to all changes with the same attitude, and hard-hitting Master Huang Zi's left hand and folding fan.

Puff!

Like the sound of leather being broken, after twenty moves, the two "weapons" finally collided!

Strong winds spread all around, sweeping around, bringing up dust all over the ground, and spreading out.

Although Master Huang Zi had opened two more orifices than Meng Qi, and was performing an external palm technique, Meng Qi had absorbed 30% of the essence of the Demon Lord, and his true energy was strong and continuous. In addition, the Golden Bell Cover and Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills were both magical skills that were outstanding in terms of power and internal energy. In this respect, they were much stronger than the "Flying Clouds and Falling Flowers Skills" which was known for its changes. The two sides actually fought evenly, and neither retreated a single step.

No, Meng Qi's "Whisper" retreated, faster than Master Huang Zi's left palm and folding fan. Halfway back, he turned his long sword, shouted, and slashed again.

The muddy water in the lotus pond rippled with the sound, and the ripples were rapid.

Master Huang Zi originally intended to take advantage of the situation to attack, but his ears suddenly heard thunder, his body trembled, and he was half a beat slower.

Under normal circumstances, he had his own way to deal with similar sound attacks, but at this time he had just used the outer scene palm technique, which consumed a lot of energy, and in the middle of changing moves to attack, it was inevitable that he was not strong enough.

The long sword passed through the folding fan and his left palm, and stopped in front of him.

Master Huang Zi sighed and said in a casual manner: "Huang admits defeat."

He was secretly frustrated that he could not force the opponent to use the outer scene sword technique.

Wang Zai, who was watching from the sidelines, sighed and said to Wang Ce: "Master Huang Zi's momentum was indeed taken away, and his mind had a flaw. If he had used 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water' ten moves earlier, he might have been able to force out the real Ananda Breaking Precepts Sword Technique."

Wang Ce got the old servant's reminder and nodded: "Ten moves ago, he had not lost his sharpness, and his true energy was still at its peak. The power of 'Falling Flowers and Flowing Water' should be 30% stronger than it is now. Even if there was no hope of winning, there was still a chance to force Su Meng to use his full strength. As a result, his momentum was taken away, and he lost the will to win. He was too cautious and fell behind."

Now, the real Ananda Breaking Precepts Sword Technique was not seen, and Su Meng's fundamental skill, the Golden Bell Cover, was not seen!

This time, there was no need for Wang Zai to explain, and everyone who came to watch the fight could see it clearly. The "Knife Madman" Su Meng attacked twenty-two swords in a row, and did not defend a single sword. Even when facing the Wai Jing Palm Technique, he used strength to defeat strength, without dodging or returning the sword!

And "Falling Flower Prince" only used the "Falling Flower and Flowing Water" move from beginning to end.

The former Thunder Blade Crazy Monk, today's Blade Crazy Su Meng, his sword skills are really superb!

After Wang Ce finished speaking, he frowned again and said to Shan Xiumei and others with a little apology: "I'm going to the toilet."

Shan Xiumei subconsciously followed one step, and then stopped. She had never heard of the reason why a woman followed a man to the toilet. She glanced at Wang Zai and saw that he did not move, so she calmed down and nodded in response.

Several other Wang family members also went out with Wang Ce, and the old servant naturally protected Wang Ce.

When Meng Qi and Master Huang Zi talked and reviewed this fight for the benefit of the spectators, Gu Xiaosang stood by the window and saw Wang Ce and the old servant going downstairs and heading straight to the toilet.

She turned around, took off her pink coat, and changed into a plain white skirt. When she opened the door, her temperament was ethereal again.

In the private room where the Wang family was, Wang Zai listened to Meng Qi's graceful exchange with Master Huang Zi. Several Wang family members drank Wanhua wine and whispered about where to go to enjoy the soul.

Shan Xiumei was standing not far from Wang Zai, but she suddenly felt uneasy.

She was about to speak when the door of the room floated up, as if it was weightless. A delicate and ethereal girl stepped in, shrinking the ground into an inch, and pointed her slender finger at Shan Xiumei's forehead without any fireworks.

The surroundings seemed to be much brighter, and there were constant sounds like immortal music and Zen singing:

"The world is like hell, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, and worries are endless. Have pity on us, the world, there is a god coming from the sky, the mother of no birth, the home of vacuum!"

The airflow in the room partially collapsed, and Shan Xiumei couldn't help but throw herself towards Gu Xiaosang.

There is a collapse, and there are whirlpools and swellings. Waves are outward, pushing several Wang family members to the wall, and invisible threads are floating, like the hands of the devil, wrapping around Wang Zai.

There were quite a few people in the private room, but Shan Xiumei felt like she was alone in the wilderness!

In another private room, Kong Yu had not been paying attention to the battle, but was sensing the movements of the maid Su Meng.

When Gu Xiaosang took action, he stretched out his five fingers, but did not attack immediately.

The appearance of the Daluo demon woman was definitely not for killing for the sake of killing. There must be some huge conspiracy. If she attacked the children of the Wang family, she would definitely have to rescue them, but now, she could wait and see what would happen!

Kong Yu's expression was very cold, and there was a man in a cloak standing beside him. A silver silk thread was hung around his waist, and a bright silver official seal was hung!