Chapter 305 The Awakened Snake King

Using force to unload force, using force to counter force, without the force of infusion, what is the difference between hidden weapons and children's toys?

As for the toxins attached to them, Meng Qi, who has already started to practice the seventh level of the Golden Bell Cover, has no wounds, and they are not strange poisons or poisonous mists, how could he be poisoned?

If the hidden weapons shot by the "Poison Hand Arhat" can endanger Meng Qi, how can the true qi check the enemy and the spirit know the enemy be a decoration? He is not a person who practices the peerless magic skills such as the Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven, nor is he a strong man like the Fire Deity Star Lord who is close to the sympathy between heaven and man!

With a plop, the Poison Hand Arhat fell on his back, and Meng Qi kept his pace and rushed directly past him and rushed into the corridor.

To stop him before the snake king discovered and escaped!

He used all his skills, as fast as a shadow, like a phantom, and disappeared in front of the survivor Yue Gu in an instant. Jiang Hengchuan seemed neither fast nor slow, but he seemed to be one with the surrounding world. He took a step forward and took advantage of the change in the environment to shrink the ground into an inch and stepped into the corridor.

The whole hall was silent, only Yue Gu could still stand, and the others were all dead bodies.

Just a moment ago, there were two guardians and nearly ten assassins here, with strong yang energy!

The night wind blew, and the gloom was stirring. Yue Gu couldn't help but shiver. Could it be that he encountered an evil ghost to take his life?

Such swordsmanship is simply like a god or a ghost!

The corridor is winding, passing through the pond full of ferocious fish, and connecting to the small building where the snake king lives. There is no candlelight in the night, as if the snake king has fallen asleep.

Meng Qi and Jiang Hengchuan each took one side and quickly advanced along the corridor, racing against time.

With his mind inward and his spirit outward, he either attached himself to the long sword or blended into the environment. Meng Qi's mind was clear, without any pause.

After running a few steps, his long sword suddenly stabbed to the lower left without any sign.

A killer climbed on the outside of the corridor, hiding in the water waves and shadows, holding a knife in his right hand, waiting for the white-clothed swordsman to approach.

Opportunity! When Meng Qi passed by him, he suddenly jumped up, and was about to chop Meng Qi's dantian with his sword while sticking to the corridor floor.

But at this moment, a sword shadow appeared in front of him. He didn't know when the long sword had stabbed in front of him, exactly!

Puff, the sword hit his throat, he covered his neck, and fell into the pond with a plop. Strands of blood spread along the ripples, and a group of scaled and armored evil fish quickly approached and tore his flesh and blood.

After Meng Qi's long sword stabbed out, the top of the corridor broke into pieces, and a man in black held a knife with both hands and slashed at his neck on the right side.

He watched his companion die coldly, just for this opportunity!

The opportunity to kill people with a long sword and unable to defend!

Then he saw a flash of lightning.

Brilliant and dazzling lightning.

What was waiting for him was not his neck, but a long sword.

The knife was very fast, and it was not until it was retracted that the man in black could see its appearance clearly. It had a strange shape, like a huge wound, flashing silver-white electric light.

Snap, snap, snap, his whole body split apart, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys fell to the ground, limp.

Meng Qi held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, looking straight ahead, and passed by at lightning speed, his white clothes fluttering, without a trace of dust or blood.

Seeing the small building in sight, Meng Qi suddenly paused.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the bottom of the corridor and outside the railings on both sides, with the sword light like a thread, cooperating with each other to block all the ways out!

But there was no one in their sword net!

Meng Qi paused at the right time, just outside the range of their joint attack, not more or less than half a step.

The sword light lit up, and the three figures each covered their throats and retreated. Some leaned against the beams and slowly fell down, and some stumbled into the pond. There were two splashes, splashing water, the remaining lotus leaves were broken, ripples spread, and blood was like little snakes.

The fish flocked in and feasted.

On the other side, Jiang Hengchuan strode forward, his right palm suddenly struck out, his true energy spurted out, and a violent airflow was raised. Then, his left palm chopped out, and the palm force and the previous airflow were superimposed together.

Whoosh!

The wind was blowing violently, and the true energy formed a fierce air dragon, roaring forward.

Plop! The corridor shook, and a series of black shadows were forced out, their chests sunken, their ribs broken, and they fell into the pond, feeding the fish with their bodies.

Simple and crude, but also extremely fast, Jiang Hengchuan followed Meng Qi to block the door of the small building.

The two did not go through the door, but exerted force on their feet, like a roc spreading its wings, soaring into the air, and leaping onto the second floor, where the snake king's bedroom was.

When they were in mid-air and had no place to borrow strength, a black shadow suddenly pounced down from the second floor, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed at the two people with a fierce momentum.

The long swords were raised, and the metal clashed. Meng Qi blocked one of the swords, and his body became heavier and was about to fall.

Humph, with this movement and slowness, the snake king boss should be able to escape from the secret passage! The black shadow saw that his surprise attack was successful, and he realized this idea in his heart.

At this moment, they were in the air and could not attack him at all. As long as he seized the opportunity, he would be able to escape smoothly.

Suddenly, he saw a sword light, and looked at his neck in disbelief, where a sword tip was inserted a few inches.

How could he draw the sword?

It was not until his vision went black that the scene just now flashed in his mind. The white-clothed swordsman threw the long sword up, flicked his fingers, and hit it like a hidden weapon...

How could he use a sword like this...

Meng Qi's body fell more and more obviously, and the long sword came out again, slashing on Ziwu.

Relying on this power, he jumped up a little, grasped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, pulled it hard, and used the force to rise again, like a big white bird swooping down, and landed on the second floor.

With a splash, the black shadow fell faster and landed in front of the small building. His limbs were twisted abnormally after the fall, but he could no longer feel the pain.

All this was discovered in a flash of lightning. Because Jiang Hengchuan took half a step into the air, he saw the man in black passing him before he could take action. The long knife that was supposed to be slashing at him fell into the corridor.

At this time, the first killer who fell into the pond had his flesh and blood torn apart, revealing his bones.

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The Snake King is old, indeed old. Not only is his skin wrinkled and his face shriveled, but even his hands, which have always been steady and not trembling, are shaking slightly when others can't see them. Moreover, he is getting more and more tired, lacks energy, and goes to bed early. , get up early and sleep several times a day.

He was born as a killer, grew up in betrayal and killing, and built a foundation step by step. Later, with the support of nobles, he broke through the shackles of the Snake Fist, successfully opened the mysterious power of life and death, and became one of Maoling's most respected figures.

But precisely because of these experiences, he was extremely suspicious. Even the four closest protectors could not get closer than three feet to him. After he went to bed, no one could enter the house. At most, only one person guarded the door, and the others had to leave the small room. Lou, those who approach closely will be killed!

This is no joke. The Snake King once pretended to be asleep as a test and killed several of his henchmen who approached without authorization, making the people below him more and more afraid of him.

The sound of popping and the clashing of gold and iron came one after another, waking up the Snake King from his sleep.

They appear to be nothing, like an illusion.

The aging state made it take the Snake King a breath longer than usual to get rid of the influence of sleep and confirm that there was really a sound. He stood up alertly, listened attentively, and focused outward, trying to sense the movement outside.

After two breaths, he walked to the entrance of the secret passage, and while preparing to open the secret door, he gave instructions:

"What happened? Go check the report!"

"Okay." A strange voice sounded, and the door creaked open. The Snake King's eyes froze, and he saw a swordsman in white clothes walking in with a sword in hand.

He has handsome features, clear outlines, and an unconcealed aloofness and arrogance in his elegant demeanor. His whole person is like the sword in his hand, lonely, confident, sharp, and cold, with only opponents and no friends.

His clothes were not stained by dust and were equally outstandingly white, like an unsheathed sword, no need to hide it, its sharp edge was revealed.

You just woke up when you heard the sound, and you're already in front of the door?

So fast?

How could it be so fast!

Due to the spiritual confrontation and the pull of Qi, the Snake King did not dare to escape directly into the secret passage. That would be tantamount to selling his back to the other party, which was extremely dangerous.

There was a storm in his heart, and he felt incredible at the speed of the enemy's attack. The defense he had carefully arranged, which gave him enough time to wake up and escape, did not work, and was as fragile as the white jade tofu he had for dinner!

Even if the visitor is just enlightened, he must not be underestimated!

"If I designate my own acupuncture point, it won't hurt your life." Meng Qi pointed his sword, his aura as ice-like as snow.

Anger welled up in the Snake King's heart. How long had it been since he had heard such words after he achieved great success in martial arts? And it comes from an enlightened junior!

The expression on his withered face was gloomy: "Who are you and why are you trespassing..."

Before he finished speaking, he pounced forward, his fists raised and lowered like a snake, his energy restrained and unrevealing.

The dark shadows in the room seemed to come to life all of a sudden, confusing the real ones with the fake ones, and pounced on Meng Qi from all directions.

The Snake King is mixed among them, making it difficult to distinguish. It seems that any black shadow can become the real him.

He had just made the save when he saw the light of the sword light up. The other party actually had the same idea as him. He first talked to distract him, and then suddenly took action!

The lightning flashed faster than expected. As soon as the knife was raised, it was already near the pile of black shadows in front of Meng Qi.

Even though the Snake King has declined in old age and cannot show much strength, he is still a genuine half-step outside scene. With such a realm, Meng Qi cannot sense his true body through spiritual awareness of the enemy, and all his energy is restrained. Like a real poisonous snake, silent, waiting to open its mouth to bite, it is impossible to distinguish it from the black shadow. You can only follow your intuition, trust the sword in your hand, and slash at the pile of black shadows!

The long sword struck the black shadow, as if falling into the void. Meng Qi's heart suddenly moved and he slashed out.

The figure of the Snake King was revealed. He seemed to be boneless, like a slippery poisonous snake. He avoided the long knife, dodged past Meng Qi, and threw himself toward the door.

From the beginning, he never thought about fighting for his life. In such a situation where he didn't know the situation and the enemy, he didn't want to fight for his life, he just wanted to escape.

The older one is in the arena, the less courageous he becomes.