The heavens begin from Pingyang City

Chapter 68: Meng Qi’s special performance at the end of the battle (please order first)

Jiang Yao noticed it when Xinji used the move to stimulate his potential, and he didn't hold anything back.

Immediately, he started to run the "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques" with all his strength, and his mental method contained the "Seven Styles of Counter-War" and the "Heavenly Sword" sword skills, smelting everything in himself.

The essence of the Heavenly Sword is used as the handle, the Qi of the Seven Styles of Counter-War is used as the blade, and the characteristics of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills that can accommodate changes are used as the sheath to accommodate everything, forming this sword.

This sword combines the majesty of heaven and the unyielding nature of humanity. It is a sword that Jiang Yao completed during his last life and death crisis. It is a sword that is integrated into the true meaning of the exterior scene, and it is also a sword that is completely his own.

The bright sword light lit up at the moment Duoercha was temporarily unable to lift his Qi due to Xinji's desperate palm, and slashed towards his weak spot.

Roar

A wild roar came from Duoercha's mouth. Sensing the crisis, he ignored the chaotic qi in his body and forced his true energy to circulate, condensing the qi into his right fist and smashing it towards the light of the sword.

噗

The light of the knife was blocked by Dorcha's fist, but the long knife also penetrated deep into his fist, almost splitting his palm into two.

what

Duoercha let out a scream and quickly slapped Jiang Yao with the other hand.

Jiang Yao spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out instantly, and fell not far away.

Duoercha's eyes were red and blood was flowing from one palm. He looked at Jiang Yao's figure fiercely and ran toward him like a madman.

At this moment, a sword light lit up.

This sword is like an antelope hanging its horns, so wonderful that it reaches its peak!
This sword is like a fairy dancing with a sword, extremely beautiful!
This sword seemed to contain some kind of legal principle between heaven and earth, attracting everyone's attention.

Dharmakaya level sword move, the sword comes out without self, Jiang Zhiwei saw the opportunity and took action.

After advancing to the fourth level, she became more and more familiar with the basics of this sword technique, and this sword became more powerful than the last time.

Duoercha's eyes were in a trance, as if he saw his future path.

The next moment, a sense of crisis hit my heart, followed by a feeling of pain.

He screamed and had no time to react. Under the fighting instinct formed from many years of fighting, he subconsciously grabbed the sword with both hands.

At this time, Jiang Zhiwei's sword had penetrated into his eye. If he hadn't held the sword firmly with both hands, half of his head would have been cut off by now.

The hatred in his heart transferred from Jiang Yao to Jiang Zhiwei. He punched the sword out of his eye and hit the sword with another punch.

噗

Jiang Zhiwei spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out. Her hands were bleeding and her face lost all color in an instant.

Although he mastered the dharma-level swordsmanship and relied on Duoercha to be injured by the desperate moves of Xinji and Jiang Yao, he was able to hurt Duoercha, who had greatly improved in strength at this time, but the gap between their cultivation levels was too big. With one punch, Jiang Zhiwei was severely injured.

Duo Ercha took a step forward and headed towards Jiang Zhiwei, who could barely get up.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan and Qingjing also rushed over.

The two of them didn't hesitate at all, and the swords lit up with light.

Regardless of the fact that his injuries were not healed, Qingjing once again used the true meaning of his sect's location-level swordsmanship "Fire Emperor Burns the Universe" that he had just mastered.

Zhang Yuanshan, on the other hand, used a Tai Chi defensive stance to block Duoercha's attack.

The sword turned into two soul-stirring rays of light, heading towards Duoercha, blocking his steps towards Jiang Xiaowei.

If it were Duoercha who was in good health and had greatly improved her strength, facing two little guys who had just entered the innate world, even if the opponent used location-level moves, he could still kill them with one punch.

But at this time, he had been severely injured. Facing the two people's moves, he could only ignore the injured body and forcefully gather his energy to face the two people.

bang bang
Zhang Yuanshan and Qingjing's blood spurted out freely, and their figures flew out.

However, there were two new wounds on Duoercha's body at this time, and blood was flowing freely.

Moreover, his face turned red, his breath became a little unstable, and he felt faintly weak.

However, he didn't care about this and continued to move towards Jiang Zhiwei, vowing to kill this woman who mastered the swordsmanship that made him feel trembling.

The terrifying sword light, like an immortal dancing with a sword, made Duoercha feel a hint of fear.

He felt that if he allowed the other party to live and improve his cultivation a little more, he would probably be even more difficult to deal with than the old monk and the powerful swordsman.

At that time, it may become the biggest obstacle for the king to rule the Central Plains, so she must die.

At this moment, a vast sword power and an inexplicable Zen feeling of compassion came towards Duoercha from both sides. It was Jiang Yao and Abbot Xinji who had already stood up.

Duo'ercha's face instantly turned extremely ugly, but after briefly weighing the combat power of both sides, he let out a loud roar and retreated quickly without any hesitation.

The cavalrymen who were originally fighting with the Shaolin monks and many knights heard the roar of Duoercha and quickly retreated. They were in strict formation and retreated without disorder. It was clear that military discipline was strict.Seeing the figure disappearing into the distance, Jiang Yao spurted out a mouthful of blood and quickly used his long knife to stop himself from falling.

Seeing this scene, Meng Qi, who had just arrived beside a few people, quickly stepped forward to help Jiang Yao and said, "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan and Qingjing also supported each other and came to Jiang Yao. Together with Jiang Zhiwei, who was supported by Qi Xia and could hardly stand, among them, except for the relatively weak Qi Xia, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan, unexpectedly They all became a group of disabled people.

Jiang Yao took a few breaths to calm down the chaotic atmosphere in his body, and said softly: "I can't die for the time being."

As he said that, he looked around and felt helpless.

I thought I had solved the Variety Scholar's sneak attack on Abbot Xinji, but with Xinji's complete combat power and myself, plus Jiang Zhiwei's Dharma Body-level sword moves, I could kill Doercha.

But I didn't expect that the other party didn't know why, because of his last knife, he eliminated his inner demons and greatly improved his strength. It can only be said that it was 'God's will'!

Meng Qi looked at the friends around him who were mostly seriously injured. He couldn't help feeling a little frustrated when he remembered that all of them were trying their best just now, but he was the only one who didn't even have the qualifications to fight.

He secretly made up his mind to practice hard and strive to shape his combat power as soon as possible, so as not to be the one who lags behind in the team.

At this moment, he temporarily forgot about the swordsman in white and his painting style.

Qi Xia glanced around and said to Meng Qi, "Where is Xiao Zi?"

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Meng Qi turned around and looked around, and then he realized that the weak girl who had been following him quietly had disappeared.

The battle just now was fierce and chaotic. His mind was focused on the cavalry, and he didn't realize when the other party disappeared.

"I can't control her for the time being!"

Qi Zhengyan said abruptly from the side.

Jiang Yao was awakened by their words. He glanced at Qi Zhengyan, who was standing next to him with a zombie face. He almost ignored him just now. His sense of presence was a bit low!

But he immediately nodded and said, "Indeed, we don't have that much energy to take care of her now."

Jiang Yao, who understood the other party's true identity, knew that nothing would happen to him.

And even if the other party is really just a weak woman, now everyone can't protect themselves and can't care so much.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Abbot Xinji came over and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Dear donors, although Duoercha has temporarily retreated, his injuries are much lighter than mine and he will definitely come again. You should retreat first and wait until he can be used. What are your plans for the future?"

'Retreat, we want to retreat too, but Liu Dao won't let us retreat! '

Jiang Yao felt a little helpless, because the mission of several people was to enter Shaolin and hold on, and they were not allowed to leave Shaolin until the last moment.

Who knows what this last moment refers to!
In the original work, the mission was not completed until the fall of Shaolin after Duoercha died.

But he couldn't say it directly. Jiang Yao glanced at Meng Qi next to him.

When Meng Qi saw Jiang Yao's eyes, his heart moved. He immediately understood something and couldn't help but feel happy.

Pretend to be righteous!understood!

I'm familiar with this, and it's all on me.

He took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said in a fearless tone: "Master Xinji, do you think we are greedy for life and afraid of death? Now that we have come to Shaolin, we are not afraid of life or death!"

His monk's robes were fluttered, and he had a solemn look, coupled with his handsome face. If he wasn't still young and a little immature, he really had the demeanor of an eminent monk who sacrificed his life for righteousness.

Meng Qi's words made Master Xinji confused. No, there's no need to be so tragic. We Shaolin want to retreat too!
He announced a Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, now Donor Jiang and others have been severely injured, and Lao Na has also used Shaolin's martial arts to stimulate potential. There is not much strength left, and he can only use his old body to hold him back. Duoercha, you and others are the hope for the future of the Central Plains Wulin, how can we die here, we should retreat."

Xinji finally understood that the group of people in front of him might be a group of hot-blooded young people, so he could only explain the pros and cons to them, and just tell them that their sacrifices are meaningless, so they should run away.

However, who is Meng Qi? He immediately caught the loophole in Master Xinji's language and said with a look of sorrow and anger on his face: "Master can sacrifice his life for righteousness, how can we leave like this, and not make the heroes of the world laugh at him? Or is it that the master dislikes me and is useless after I am injured and my strength is reduced."

Xinji looked at the sad and angry little monk in front of him, and wondered if there was something wrong with his brain. He had already made it so clear, but why was he still not enlightened?

But as a senior monk, he cannot directly say what you and others say that really have no effect. He can only explain helplessly: "The donor has misunderstood. The chance of winning this battle is really slim. In order to prevent the Buddhist holy land from being destroyed in our hands, our Shaolin The disciples will also temporarily retreat, leaving only a few people who are dying like old men, willing to use their skin to block Doercha."

"You are not a Shaolin disciple, why do you need to make such a fearless sacrifice? You'd better take this opportunity to leave as soon as possible!"

"Given the ages and talents of all the donors, their future achievements will surely be greater than those of Lao Na. Wouldn't it be better to contribute to the Central Plains martial arts world at that time?"

Facing the little monk in front of him, whose brain circuit was obviously abnormal, he felt helpless and told him directly about Shaolin's escape.

He almost pointed at Meng Qi's nose and said, "We Shaolin disciples are all running away. You unrelated people should go back and forth wherever you want!"

But who is Meng Qi, and how thick-skinned he is? He immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said with a solemn and sacred face: "Amitabha, Master Xinji, there is no need to persuade you anymore. We must live and die with Shaolin today. We must let the barbarians and the people of the world understand that in our vast Central Plains there are still people like us who die generously, and we also hope that our deaths can awaken those numb people in the Central Plains."

(End of this chapter)