Chapter 499: Encounter in Fantasy World

In Yulin Garden, white mist rose up, covering rivers, lakes, mountains and forests.

Then, the white mist disappeared, and everything seemed to return to its original state, but if you look closely, the void swayed slightly, like water waves, and everything in front of you seemed to be here and not here.

Although there were many secrets and he was very reluctant to have someone's breath attached to him, in order to ensure safety, Meng Qi still accepted Su Li's kindness.

If there was a possibility that the secrets were exposed, it was not impossible to clear the breath!

None of the "talents" who came to participate in the Qionghua Banquet withdrew, even though they knew that their strength was far behind Xuan Zhen and others, they still stepped into the illusion. For them, Xuan Zhen, Bai Qigu and Kuang Dao and other strong men could suddenly encounter them and fight in advance. They did not seek to be the leader, as long as they hid until the last few to go out, they would be in the limelight!

Watching them cross the water waves and enter the illusion, the old emperor laughed and said, "In most cases, we can directly see the battle in the illusion, but sometimes, in order not to weaken the influence of the illusion, a few areas will appear fog, darkness and other scenes, so that everyone cannot see the specific battle. After all, some people are good at surprise attacks, not frontal battles, and they must be given a fair chance. Of course, you can feel the surrounding area through the attached breath, and not be obscured by fog and darkness."

He explained clearly, and the court officials had no objection to it.

Finally, the crown prince, the king of Jin and Zhao Heng also entered the illusion.

Meng Qi only felt that his body passed through layers of water waves, wet and heavy, and then his eyes blurred and saw a canyon.

Looking up, there was only a line of sky, and the cliffs on both sides were steep and interspersed with green.

In the middle of the canyon, five children of noble families in brocade and jade robes stood, looking around in a daze.

Then, they saw Meng Qi.

"Crazy Knife!"

"Su Meng!"

"I bumped into him!"

Accompanied by low cries, they were on guard, wanting to retreat, but afraid of being chased and killed, and no chance to resist.

Holding the knife in his right hand, Meng Qi walked towards them step by step with a calm expression. Every step seemed to step on their hearts, making them tremble all over, and feel that the Crazy Knife in front of them was a little taller.

This neither fast nor slow pace was extremely oppressive, making the five children of the noble families particularly tormented. They felt that it was better to walk slowly, so that they and others had the opportunity to think about countermeasures, but they also felt sad to wait, so it would be better to "die early and be reborn early".

"The sons and nephews of several beloved ministers are still inexperienced, and they were directly taken away by the Crazy Knife and suppressed their hearts." The old emperor rubbed his loose eye bags and smiled at the Shangshu You Pushe Song Shouren and other important officials of the court.

These five sons were children of top noble families such as Luyang Song and Longnan Zhang.

"They were born late, and their highest level of cultivation is only eight orifices. Facing the mad sword that can break through at any time, they are inevitably afraid." Song Shouren stroked the short beard under his chin, and his self-restraint and temperament were all excellent.

"Born late..." The old emperor did not continue, but just smiled. In terms of age alone, the five children of the aristocratic families are probably one or two years older than Su Ziyuan.

After all, with a family background of learning, Zhang Yuanli, the legitimate son of the Longnan Zhang family, suppressed his fluctuating emotions and whispered: "We have five people after all. This place is narrow and there is no room for evasion. We may not lose if we fight. Even if we can't win, we can find a chance to escape, which is better than being chased by him!"

Song Quanlue of the Song family nodded and said: "Brother Shi has mastered the Great Sun Burning Heaven Palm, and my Houtu Life and Death Sword is not weak either. The same is true for the brothers. If we fight, we may have a chance."

Just when the five people made up their minds and their momentum was rising, Meng Qi suddenly laughed loudly, quickened his pace, and stared like a white elephant, shaking the ground slightly, which disrupted the momentum of the five people again.

Song Quanlue took a deep breath, pointed out the long sword in his hand, and outlined the plum blossoms with vigor, while the murderous intent was hidden in the dark, not showing at all.

Zhang Yuanli and others separated familiarly, some with palms like the sun, some with knives like the sky, and attacked Meng Qi's vital points.

Clang, the long sword was unsheathed, Meng Qi raised his right hand high, and chopped it down fiercely, with an unusually heavy force.

Dang!

Under this heavy and terrifying sword force, Song Quanlue's sword skills could not be changed at all, just like an embroidery needle encountering a mace, all the exquisite arrangements were swept away, and all the backhands had no time to be used, and the swords and swords collided.

He suddenly felt the tiger's mouth cracked, and the long sword fell out of his hand.

A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is not skillful... At this moment, a sentence that his elders once said flashed through his mind.

With a knife, he chopped Song Quanlue's long sword, Meng Qi turned his heels, slightly tilted his body, and the long sword was like a sea dragon, slashing at Zhang Yuanli and others.

Dangdangdangdang! They all hit Meng Qi, but the pale gold remained, and the light did not flash.

The long sword was swung horizontally, like a long stick, sweeping them out with extremely terrible force.

Light and shadow flashed continuously, and the five young masters disappeared one after another, led out by their elders.

The battle was over in just one or two breaths, and the court officials didn't even have time to comment.

"Now you know the difference, right..." Song Shouren looked at Song Quanlue, who was ashamed of himself, with a serious expression.

Song Quanlue lowered his head, his face flushed, and nodded slightly.

The other spectators all sighed, and Kuang Dao probably didn't even use 50% of his strength.

Meng Qi held up his long sword and stepped forward. He walked out of the canyon and saw a person walking towards him in the barren wilderness. It was Bai Qigu.

"Haha, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early." Bai Qigu's breath rose, and the wild feeling was like a mountain, like a terrible beast.

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that his body became heavy, as if he was bound by the earth. Every move took more effort than before.

His original plan was to avoid Bai Qigu and others first, eliminate the miscellaneous soldiers first, and meet up before Ruan Yushu and others were defeated. This would give him a 70% to 80% chance of winning, but things in the world can never go as planned.

"I met him directly..." Zhang Yuanli calmed down and watched the battle in the illusion. His expression suddenly became excited because Kuang Dao and Bai Qigu had encountered each other.

Although the number one on the human list is extremely powerful, Bai Qigu is no longer in the same realm as him.

Will Kuang Dao fail at the beginning?

This encounter attracted the attention of most people. Compared with the actions of strong men in other places to clear out the small fish, it is obviously more interesting to clash with masters.

Bai Qigu laughed and said, "I have long wanted to fight you again!"

She rushed forward and punched out with a heavy and terrifying punch, which seemed to shatter the mountain. The pressure and the sense of collapse made it difficult for Meng Qi to breathe.

What was particularly terrifying was that around her, the earth was like a cage, binding everything. All the body movements were extremely difficult and could not be fast. It seemed that he could only fight her head-on!

"Then let's fight!" Meng Qi shouted loudly, his tongue bursting with spring thunder, which shook him slightly and freed himself from the restraints. His sword skills were unpretentious, but one sword was heavier than the other, as if thunder from the sky slowly descended to the ground.

He actually chose to confront Bai Qigu head-on, with his muscles knotted and his clothes bulging, like another human-shaped beast.

Bang, bang, bang, the swords and fists kept hitting each other, and the dull sound even made a young man from a noble family hiding nearby run away in a panic.

And Meng Qi actually resisted Bai Qigu's attack, not retreating a single step, and his strength seemed to be not weak at all!

"When will the number one on the human list be able to directly compete with the half-step outer scene promoted by the unity of heaven and man..." Song Quanlue was stunned.

In his eyes, Meng Qi also became a monster in human skin.

Song Shouren glanced at him and said lightly: "It's not that he doesn't want to fight and avoid the edge, but he is bound by Bai Qigu's power of the earth, and his body movements are not favorable, so he can only fight head-on."

"But, but his strength..." This is what Song Quanlue can't accept the most.

Song Shouren's eyes were so vicious: "The skills he mainly practices are particularly good at strength. At present, the power of a normal attack is above the ordinary half-step, not too far from Bai Qigu, and after the unity of man and nature, he can already borrow a little natural power."

He paused and said: "The most important thing is that every time he strikes, Bai Qigu's strength is the weakest point. This is the advantage of his skills being better than Bai Qigu's."

"Of course, with Bai Qigu's realm and strength, she will become more and more courageous, and Kuang Dao will be more and more restrained, and the trend of victory and defeat will slowly emerge."

After Song Quan understood it, he watched the battle again, and put his whole heart and soul on Meng Qi's sword.

I saw that although each of his swords was straightforward, it was secretly in accordance with the law, which seemed to cause the void to vibrate and the thunder to bless, and it always hit the side of Bai Qigu's fist just right. If Bai Qigu hadn't brought the treasure weapon boxing gloves, she might have been taken advantage of by the long sword!

The martial arts inherited by the Song family are the "Hou Tu Life and Death Sword" and the "Hou De Zai Wu Sword". Song Quanlue also learned some sword techniques. Now the more he watched, the more thrilling it was, as if he was watching the elders in his family perform sword techniques and slowly immersed in them.

Bang, bang, bang! The sword and fist collided, and the momentum was terrible.

Bai Qi Gu's feet were firmly pressed to the ground, rarely moving, while Meng Qi was more varied.

Suddenly, Bai Qi Gu took a deep breath, and a circle around her chest, suddenly it was as if a mountain moved horizontally, and there was no weak point in the distribution of power.

Meng Qi's long sword turned into an arc, and it went out of the sky, responding with the momentum of nothingness.

Puff, the breath was dull, and the sword and fist seemed to be attached. Then, the place where they collided was whistling, blowing in all directions, disturbing the qi of the two.

Bai Qi Gu and Meng Qi thought for a while, and retreated at the same time, each running in a different direction, and did not fight again.

After the battle just now, both sides knew that it would take a long time to decide the winner if they continued to fight. If their companions failed, the situation would be precarious, so they wisely separated and went to meet up first.

Everyone outside sighed and was quite disappointed.

As he ran, a mist rose around Meng Qi and the sky turned dark.

He let his spirit out, relying on natural feedback to guard against sneak attacks.

At this moment, he felt a strong killing intent!

It was not a hostile fight, but a real killing intent!

Outside the illusion, seeing the figure of Kuang Dao disappear in the mist, the others shifted their gazes and looked at other places where the fight was going on.

The old emperor leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of his chair, looking at the sky with a calm expression.

…………

Northern Zhou, Changle.

Gao Lan sat in the carriage, holding a glass of fine wine, looking at the sparkling lake in front of him.

"I don't know who asked me to come here, and why there are her relics?" He looked cold and looked at her.

At this time, a figure walked out of the forest beside the lake, elegant as a fairy, with a white veil, and a face that is hard to describe.

Gao Lan's eyes changed slightly, and his expression was slightly excited: "You are not dead?"

Without getting up or taking a step, he had appeared in front of the woman in white veil.

The woman in white veil was free and unrestrained, and whispered: "She came because of fate, and died because of fate. She is indeed dead."

Gao Lan's expression changed several times, and then turned cold, sneering: "The eldest disciple of Shuiyue Temple turned out to be the incarnation of Xuannv."

Xuannv turned her head and seemed to be walking around the lake: "Xuannv's lineage has a close relationship with the major medieval forces, and is not a demon."

Gao Lan took a deep look at Xuannv, said nothing, and walked side by side with her.

Both of them were quiet, and they had walked around the lake unknowingly.

At this time, Xuannv said casually: "Where is your Holy Emperor Demon Token?"

"I gave it to the Illusionary Sky Demon when he came to exchange it. Anyway, I have no use for it." Gao Lan recalled the past and couldn't help but sneered, "I have to thank it. If I didn't have it, how could I secretly prove my way and escape from the predicament."

"I'm afraid that the Holy Emperor Demon Token alone cannot be secretly condensed..." Xuannv said, looking at the lake.

Gao Lan snorted, his tone was extremely cold: "I still have one thing. The Illusionary Sky Demon deliberately didn't ask, and I deliberately didn't mention it."

Xuannv stopped talking, and Gao Lan was silent. The two walked around the lake again, each going east and west, and neither looked back.

…………

Inside the palace.

Zhao Wuyan held a token inlaid with gems in his hand, and the color of the dark yellow and dark gold around him changed continuously, and the aura was very terrifying.

Outside his door, "Purple Peng Divine Constable" Liu Shengming stood quietly, looked for a while, and then turned and walked towards the Taiji Hall.

Reaching out and pushing open the door of the Taiji Hall, Liu Shengming saw the golden throne with nine dragons coiled around it, and the skinny old man holding a green lamp beside the throne.

The first thing he saw was the girl in white sitting on the golden throne.

She was ethereal and holy, exquisite and perfect, with her white jade hands resting on the golden armrests, leaning against the back of the chair, with a solemn expression and a natural majesty.