Fairy Desire

Chapter 347 The Dead

Meng Xiang took back the knife in time, but the fake Meng Xiang's speed was too fast, and it was too unexpected. The knife still wiped the fake Meng Xiang's neck, and a cut appeared. Long, just over an inch long.

Almost at the same time that the wound appeared on that fake Meng Xiang's neck, Meng Xiang also felt a pain in his own neck. When he touched it with his hand, it was wet, and it was actually blood.

Why do I cut the enemy and myself get hurt?Although Meng Xiang was puzzled, his heartbeat accelerated when he thought that he had dodged a catastrophe based on his feeling. If he really chopped off the fake Meng Xiang's head with the knife just now, wouldn't his own neck be broken as well?

Seeing that Meng Xiang had stopped attacking, the fake Meng Xiang had to stop the attack, and launched a fierce attack on Meng Xiang, and all of them were all moves that would kill him at the same time, forcing Meng Xiang to retreat again and again, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Aggrieved, but he didn't dare to let go of the attack before he figured out the situation.

Fortunately, the fake Meng Xiang's saber skills are relatively fake, and can't compare with Meng Xiang's saber skills. The reason why he can temporarily dominate the wind is entirely because Meng Xiang can't attack and can only defend passively.

While dealing with the fake Meng Xiang, Meng Xiang was thinking about the solution. In his mind, he flipped through his knowledge reserves at lightning speed, trying to figure out what was going on.

After a while, Meng Xiang finally found the answer, but his expression became ugly.Although I know the problem, I can't solve it at all.

The performer of the form-substitution-forbidden technique combines a person or an object with the enemy by special means, so as to achieve the purpose of injuring a specific person or object and thus injuring the enemy.

The method of lifting the restriction is also very easy, as long as you kill the caster, it can be lifted, but the problem is that Meng Xiang can't touch the caster at all now, even if he steps back [-] steps, he can touch the caster, he doesn't have a trace Might kill him.

In addition to this method of killing the caster, there is another method that can lift the restriction, and that is to wait.Because the technique of replacing ban with form has a time limit for casting, when the time is up, the ban will be automatically lifted.

The time limit is related to the cultivation base of the caster and the caster. The former is stronger than the latter and lasts longer, and vice versa.But when Meng Xiang thought about the difference in strength between the caster and himself, he no longer hoped to use time to lift the restriction, because he might never wait for that day.

Meng Xiang felt despair, it was a deep despair, everything was because the opponent was too strong, in the face of absolute strength, all schemes were futile.

However, Meng Xiang was not completely desperate. He thought of a way, which was to catch the fake Meng Xiang and imprison him. As long as no one could get in touch with the fake Meng Xiang, he would still be complete.

Just do it when you think about it, Meng Xiang gets rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and prepares to use his unique trick, which immediately makes the fake Meng Xiang lose his ability to resist, and then suppresses him.

It's a pity that Meng Xiang was able to think of this, and his opponent was not a fool. Just when he was about to do this, a big man made of black air suddenly appeared beside the fake Meng Xiang, holding a sharp long sword on his neck.

The big man made of mist looked at Meng Xiang without any expression on his face, only a scarlet light shot out from his two eyes, and there was a strong breath of bloodthirsty and destruction in his eyes.

Just when Meng Xiang was hesitating, the eyes of the big man made of mist flashed red, and the long sword in his hand moved quickly, cutting deeply on the fake Meng Xiang's chest, and immediately bright red blood spattered. come out.

At the same time, a long wound appeared on Meng Xiang's chest, blood was flowing, and his face became pale, not because of pain or bleeding, but because of despair.

After seeing the blood, the big man made of mist became crazy, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing across the fake Meng Xiang's body, and immediately wounds covered his body.Correspondingly, Meng Xiang also became covered with scars, and the strengthening of his body by the Wulou real body seemed to have completely lost its effect.

At this time, in a space that Meng Xiang didn't know, there were two people looking at him, and Meng Xiang knew all of these two people. If he saw them, he would be surprised from ear to ear. The middle-aged man who took a gold-patterned arowana from him by the Nulong River changed his life, and the other was an old man whom Meng Xiang thought was dead.

The middle-aged man glanced at the old man and said, "Brother, boy Meng was brought up by you through untold hardships. He is in danger now, don't you want to help him?".

The old man gave the middle-aged man a look, and said flatly, "Old Ancestor, this statement is wrong. I did spend a lot of effort on Boy Meng, but he seems to be your heir as well? Why are you an elder? Why don't you do it yourself?"

"Brother, it seems that you are still angry with me. But you should know that I am not doing this entirely for myself. What's more, this road is also chosen by Boy Meng himself. If he doesn't want to, I can't do it." Force him."

"Humph" the old man snorted and stopped talking.

"Brother, let's stop entangled in this trivial matter. Boy Meng, the current situation is really dangerous. If we don't take action, he will really be..." The middle-aged man pointed to the top of his head, "... tortured to death."

"Old Ancestor, do you think that if we make a move, Boy Meng will not be in danger? Once..." The old man also pointed to the top of his head, "...do you think it will be a good thing if you know our relationship with him? ?".

"This... This is indeed a problem. Although we just had a fight and we failed, it didn't feel good, and it would be impossible for it to recover after a while. Although it shot this time, but From such a distance, it can't show much strength. But it still has many minions under its command. If it finds out about the relationship between us and Boy Meng, it will probably send those minions here at all costs. Although we don't pay attention to those minions, we are all seriously injured, and I am afraid it will be difficult to kill them. What's more serious is that once those minions meet Boy Meng, he may have no chance of surviving at all. So..." The middle-aged man showed a troubled look on his face.

"It seems that you agree with us not to make a move?"

"But...but..."

"But what? The solution to the crisis is in his own hands. If he can't even deal with this little crisis in front of him, do you think he can still reach the height you expect?".

"This... are we really putting his life at risk?".

"Of course...Of course not. When he is really in danger, I will still rescue him, but that is definitely the worst plan."

The middle-aged man nodded, smiled and said, "I knew you didn't have such a cold heart, brother."

"Aren't you the same? As a villain in the eyes of the world, he is actually a very protective old guy. Who can believe it?"

"Each each other."

The two looked at each other and smiled, seeming very harmonious, as if the bit of grievance between them had long since ceased to exist.

Suddenly, the expressions of both of them became solemn, and they turned their eyes to Meng Xiang together.At this time, Meng Xiang, who was already covered in scars and his clothes were completely soaked in blood, actually held a knife and walked towards the fake Meng Xiang and the big man made of mist step by step.

Both the fake Meng Xiang and the man made of mist couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but soon the big man made of mist had a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and quickly cut three swords on the fake Meng Xiang's body. Deep, down to the bone.

The whole body of the fake Meng Xiang trembled a few times, and a pained snort escaped from his nose, and Meng Xiang also shook his whole body twice, but he only paused for a moment, and then walked towards the two of them again.

After walking a few steps, the eyes of the big man made of mist suddenly radiated a fierce light, and he put the long sword in his hand to the neck of the fake Meng Xiang. Just as the fake Meng Xiang was about to struggle, his other hand grabbed his shoulder. Can't move.

The old man and middle-aged man who had been paying attention to the scene immediately became nervous, and just when the big man made of fog raised his long sword and was about to slash at the fake Meng Xiang's neck, Meng Xiang, who had been walking slowly, suddenly turned around. Turning into white light, it suddenly crossed the distance between him and the two, and appeared in front of them.

Whether it was the fake Meng Xiang who couldn't struggle and could only wait to be killed, or the bloodthirsty and ferocious man made of mist, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but Meng Xiang himself didn't hesitate, raised his long knife and pointed at it. The two of them were chopped off with one knife, and it seemed that he was going to kill both of them.

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man's expression tensed immediately, and he was about to rescue him, but was held down by the old man. Before he could ask why the old man didn't let him save him, Meng Xiang's knife had already passed through With an incomparably mysterious trajectory, he hit the fake Meng Xiang and the big man made of mist, and the shock wave emitted by the blade shattered them into powder on the spot.

However, the situation that worried the middle-aged man the most did not happen. Meng Xiang stood there and did not follow the two people into powder. Obviously, he had broken the restraint of the form-replacement-forbidden technique.

"Brother, did you know that Boy Meng had already thought of a way to break this insidious restriction?"

The old man didn't seem to notice the gloomy look on the middle-aged man's face, and said to himself: "It won't be early, but when he walked towards the two of us, I realized that he had already thought of a way, but I wasn't sure yet. It wasn't until he slashed with the knife that I was finally sure. If there hadn't been a way to lift the restraint, his slash would never have been so clean, because based on what I know about Meng Xiangzi, he doesn't seem to be A person who can ignore life and death."

The middle-aged man shook his head, the anger on his face slowly receded, and said: "Brother, I have to admit that I still don't know Meng boy better than you. But he can break the opponent's trump card. I guess the next situation, Meng The kid should be able to handle it by himself, so we don't need to take action."

"That's right. With Boyd Meng's current situation, he will definitely hit the Dao tree stage after a while, and after reaching the Dao tree stage, he will not encounter thunder calamity again until he ascends. It’s so far away, even if it wants to do black hands, it can’t do it.”

"Boy Meng is already safe. Bro, we'd better go. If that bastard senses our aura and connects us with Boy Meng, then we will be in big trouble." While speaking, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually Fade away, completely disappeared.

"You think too much of that guy? I don't believe it can sense our existence." The old man showed disapproval, but he still took a deep look at Meng Xiang and left immediately.

Thanks to you, the buddy Meng Xiang stroked and helped him cut off the long sword that was used to connect him with the fake Meng Xiang at a critical moment, annihilating the enemy in one fell swoop.

Meng Xiang raised his head, looked fiercely at Jieyun above his head, his eyes shone with hatred, he was going to want it to look good, and let out the anger in his heart.

Chapter 347 The Dead