The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The heavy rain is like a note, it is suspected that the Milky Way is upside down, and the waterfall descends, bringing isolation from the surroundings, setting off the quiet hustle and bustle, causing darkness that is drowsy and difficult to see.

In such a rainy night, the white feather long arrow passed through the heavy water curtain, as if coming from Jiuyou.

Xiaozi was like a cloud rising in the air, and she had no strength. In the face of the white feather long arrow like the ghost of the soul, she could only widen a pair of frightened eyes. There was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, in despair, she felt only a heavy body, and the whole person was pushed downward, just avoiding the long arrow.

She looked back suddenly, faintly seeing a "treasure of majesty" through the heavy rain curtain and dim darkness.

Meng Qi who was thrown flying was unable to change her body shape. She bit her teeth and pushed Xiao Zi away with her left hand. She pulled out the ring knife in her right hand and blocked it in front.

When there was a crisp sound, the long arrow that came straight to Meng Qi's throat was cut off by the ring knife, but the other one, Meng Qi had no choice but to sink his shoulders and shrink his belly to avoid the key.

Alas, the long arrow hit Meng Qi's right shoulder, making a sound that penetrated through layers of thick cloth, with great strength.

Fortunately, in the rainy night, not only Meng Qi and others looked at things difficultly, they could not find the hidden stumbling horses on the road. The same was true of the ambush people, and most of the arrows they shot deviated, otherwise Meng Qi would have an iron cloth shirt on his body. Can't avoid the many hood doors.

After plunging, Meng Qi fell on the ground, and then a lazy donkey rolled away from the subsequent arrow rain. At the same time, his left hand extended and he pulled out the long arrow on his right shoulder.

Blood spurted, but fortunately Meng Qi's iron cloth shirt was small, the wound was not deep, and it did not affect the waving of the knife.

At this time, in the dark rain, a group of people ran over, or held a long knife or a thick sword, and surrounded Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan and others.

The ambush also found that the environment was harsh and it was difficult for a long-range attack to effectively hit the target.

Meng Qi carp stood up and waved his sword to the enemy. I saw that there were so many people around him. He couldn't tell how many enemies there were. I felt that attacks would come from the rain curtain at any time.

In the darkness, every place is like hiding an enemy!

What a mess! Meng Qi gritted his teeth and marched forward, attacking instead of trying to escape.

At this moment, he had a very clear thought in his heart. Since he couldn't see the enemy clearly, so should the other person!

Only by grabbing into the opponent, making the situation more mixed, and playing the role of "God Walks Eight Steps" and "Iron cloth shirt", can you survive!

If he ran away, it would not be difficult to break away from the current siege with the effect of "God Walk Eight Steps", but Meng Qi is worried that there are still masters waiting in the dark. If he leaves the chaotic place himself, he can find the target and shoot. There are tigers in front and a pack of wolves in the back.

Within a few steps, Meng Qi snatched the enemy in front of him, kept walking, he was fascinated, the sword flashed, there was always blood splashing, and the figure fell to the ground.

In this process, because of too much chaos, Meng Qi could not rely on the "eight steps of God"

He completely flashed the attack, but he knew how to avoid the key points, using an iron cloth shirt to resist, half of the column incense came down, although there were a lot of sword wounds on his body, he never suffered serious injuries and lost his combat power.

The enemies who besieged were more and more frightened. Meng Qi in front of him was like a ghost in the night. Every appearance was accompanied by the death or serious injury of his companion, and most of the attacks of himself and others greeted his own people. He had to shrink his arms and legs, and finally hurt him once, but felt that the sword was blocked and difficult to penetrate.

This is a monster at all!

They all know how to practice kung fu, but in such an environment, with the cooperation of "eight steps in God", iron cloth shirts give them a strong sense of inhumanity!

However, even so, Meng Qi was uncomfortable by himself, as if the enemies that could never be killed and the weapons that seemed to be able to attack from all directions put him under great pressure. If he was not careful, he might be hit by the door.

Heavy rains, blood splattering, fishy salty nose, Meng Qi battled in all directions at night, and reluctantly supported, there were one body after another, but more people seemed to be surrounded.

Xiao Zi fell in the mud, her waist and abdomen were strong, she wanted to stand up, but her body was weak and failed, she could only watch the ambushing enemies surround her.

"Little mulberry, small mulberry ..." She was afraid to murmur in despair and wondered.

In panic, she suddenly froze, because the enemies surrounding her did not approach her, but joined the fierce battle group ahead.

The heavy rain was pouring, the lightning was rushing, Xiao Zi faintly saw a figure walking around, the sword light like weaving, attracted nearby enemies firmly there.

The figure was short, but at this moment it seemed so tall and reliable.

He was repeatedly wounded, but silent without a cry, in sharp contrast to the screams surrounding him.

Xiao Zi stopped talking to herself, and her fear and panic gradually stopped.

During the battle, Meng Qi didn't know how long, just as he felt that he couldn't support it, the enemy screamed suddenly, turned away and fled.

Although they are brave men, they also know that they have few opponents. However, they faced nearly 50% of casualties, but they failed to restrain their inner fears and finally collapsed.

After all, they are not really people who are not afraid of death!

With the first one, there is naturally the second one.

Become more skillful, the enemies in front of one another fall or run away.

As he was about to look around and help Qi Zhengyan, he suddenly saw a tall figure coming out of the forest beside the road, as fast as a horse, holding a long knife.

"Master of gas!" Meng Qi knew that the enemies around him had diminished and became empty before he was locked by the hidden master, but he was not afraid. This was not when he fled in a panic, he had no time to observe, only Passively beaten and attacked.

Now that it has been discovered in advance, ... Meng Qi flashed Zhang Yuanshan's suggestion in his mind: If he encounters an enemy with a large accumulation of energy, he must fight fast and slow, and replace minor injuries with major injuries.

Thoughts flashed, after Meng Qi was a little timid, he rose up bravely, flashed an enemy, and drew a knife to meet the other.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, and Meng Qi vaguely sees that it is a ruthless man.

Waving the sword, when approaching the long sword, Meng Qi stepped on the God's foot in eight steps, slipped and turned around, ghostly behind the master, and split his head straight.

The master was not flustered, with strong hands and sideways avoidance. At the same time, he stabbed his sword and pointed at Meng Qi's chest and abdomen, trying to force him to give up the attack.

This is an old-fashioned move.

Meng Qi's teeth bite, and he slammed into his face, facing the long knife, not flashing away!

The long knife cut a deep wound between Meng Qi's chest and abdomen, and blood spewed out, creating a blood red in front of the master's eyes.

bad! When the long knife really cut the real thing, the master had a bad feeling, and wanted to roll away to avoid, but the power of the shock from the knife slowed him down a bit.

The blade of light flashed, the master's frightened expression solidified on his face, his head flew up, watching his headless body slowly fall.

Meng Qi was too late to check the results and used his back to resist the remaining enemies. He only felt severe pain between his chest and abdomen, his legs were soft, and his head was dizzy.

"Not a minor injury ..." Meng Qi laughed at himself, the opponent's strength was indeed extraordinary, this knife almost cut open his chest and abdomen, and was already wounded.

However, he did not regret it. If he let the other party understand his true and false, and adopt a targeted play, he would be worried about his life.

This battle also made Meng Qi understand the truth. The martial arts level is only the key factor that determines the final result. It is not all, just like the opponent has more strength than himself, but the body that fell to the ground is him, not Yourself.

The few remaining enemies were all daredevil. Seeing the death of the leader who presided over the operation, he escaped without thinking, but leaned over and wanted to take advantage of Meng Qi's injuries and weakness!

Since the battle, Meng Qi has consumed a lot. At this time, he does feel a sense of weakness, but he is not panic. After killing the master with a stab in one stroke, he has a strange confidence in the remaining enemies.

At this moment, the sword lights up, ethereal ethereal, misty like smoke.

When several cold stars appeared in the fog, several enemies in front of Meng Qi fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Qi Zhengyan appeared in blood, not knowing whether it was himself or someone else's.

Meng Qi shook his head, tore off the monk's robe, and simply bandaged the wound between the chest and abdomen: "No big deal, but a little blood loss and great energy consumption, how about you?"

"Almost, I just met a master of swordsmanship with great energy and hit a sword." Qi Zhengyan still looked unscrupulous, but his face paled a lot. Although his strength is higher than Meng Qi, this melee situation, However, it is not as adaptable as Meng Qi's martial arts, and it is very injured. If you have not mastered the thirteen types of magical clouds and magic, you will have to say two things.

"We have to enter the mountain as soon as possible and escape a lot of enemies, afraid that there will be a helping hand." Meng Qi looked around and sighed. "Look for them and bury their bodies on the spot."

He felt that it was difficult for Xiang Hui and Xiao Zi to survive in this case.

"Master, are you okay?" As soon as the voice came, Xiao Zi stood up and walked over, looking at Meng Qi's wound.

Meng Qi froze: "Little girl, are you okay?"

Xiao Zi pouted with a smile, her eyes were slightly charming, and she seemed a lot more beautiful than usual: "They have come to besiege you, I am lying on the ground, no one cares about me."

At this time, Xiang Hui also covered her face and snorted over, "God monk, Master Qi, how are you doing?"

"Are you all right?" Meng Qi was even more surprised.

Xiang Hui let go of his hand, showing a deep wound on his face, from the left forehead to the right cheek, exaggerated: "Xiao was hit by a knife and fainted. They didn't even care about me, maybe it was Think of me as dead, but thanks to the monks you attracted enemies. "

Meng Qi shook his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I knew I would pretend to die."

However, he knew very well that if he and Qi Zhengyan were not able to attract the enemy, how to pretend to die would be useless.

Xiao Zi looked for a cleaner strip of cloth on the corpse next to her, and tore it off, hugged it in her arms, and wanted to bandage Meng Qi.

Xiang Hui turned the hatred to find the property, but the other party went out to kill, and he would not bring any secrets and property with him, only found some hidden weapon.

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Half a day later, as soon as the sky was illuminated, Meng Qi slowly woke up.

The four of them hurried away overnight, and they have already crossed the mountain. After descending, it is the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

However, both Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan were not injured before. At midnight, they were a bit unbearable, so they searched for a cave, rested briefly, and waited for Tianming.

After meditating and taking a nap, Meng Qi's wounds have been gathered up, and his energy has recovered a lot. He got up and moved his fists, and found that Qi Zhengyan was guarding outside the cave, Xiang Hui covered her face, low, **, and Xiao Ziyu was in a ball. Haven't woken up yet.

"Xiao Sang, don't come ... Xiao Sang, don't come near me ..." Xiao Zi said in a dream, and suddenly turned over and sat up, already awake.

"Master ..." She looked at Meng Qi a little blankly, and seemed to be confused after waking up.

Meng Qi smiled: "We have to prepare to go down the mountain, Shaolin is at the foot of the mountain next door."

Xiao Ziyi's expression disappeared, and she nodded slightly, then said uneasily, "Master, me, do I have any dream words?"

"You're called Xiaosang?" Meng Qi deliberately pointed out.

Xiao Zi said "ah", her face changed constantly, and whispered: "Master, in the future, you must be careful of a girl named Gu Xiaosang. She is the worst bad guy in the world."

"Why?" Meng Qi's smile remained the same, but she felt that this ordinary girl who was powerless with chickens was a little secret, but who didn't have a secret and wondered if she could live to the end of the mission.

"... Eh ... Anyway, it's bad, it's bad! Kill without blinking!" Xiao Zi emphasized hard.

At this time, Qi Zhengyan came in, and the blood on his body was already dark red: "Let's go and fight for Shaolin before noon." 2k novel reading network