Like the descriptions of those villagers, this is a practitioner who makes people feel scared when they read it.

The man's hair is very thick and hard. Even with braids, the braids are rushing upwards.

His face is very square.

Others have square faces that are only square in profile, and the length of the lower jaw to the Tianling will naturally exceed the width of the cheeks. However, this person has long sides and short upper and lower sides.

His cheeks had a lot of flesh, but they were not drooping, nor were they as round as many pampered wealthy businessmen, but two pieces as hard as iron plates.

This feeling is like chewing too much hard bones, and even the soft flesh at the corners of the mouth turns into hard muscles.

His eyes were big, with standard thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the distance between the two eyes was very short. When he stared at someone, the light of the eyes seemed to be able to gather together and turn into fierce flames.

His figure is not tall, at most similar to Wang Jingmeng, but his back is wide and thick, just like two big fish on his back inside his clothes.

The big sword that killed many people was indeed wide and thick, and it was the impression of the ordinary long swords being spliced ​​together.

It is not easy to wear this sword with a scabbard, so this man just carried the sword on his back.

The sword is black, but it has dark red patterns on it, and it looks like it is exposed bloodline.

Wang Jingmeng looked at the man quietly, but he did not respond for a moment.

"I just fantasized about being an omnipotent knight for the first time?" Meng Qiong looked at Wang Jingmeng and connected him with the young fools who had unrealistic illusions in his mind. However, in the next moment, when he saw Wang Jingmeng's sword clearly, his expression became solemn in an instant.

Anyone can be arrogant and ignorant, but not everyone can get such a good sword.

"May I have your name?"

He frowned and asked.

Wang Jingmeng stood up, he raised his sword, walked out of the tea shop, and said, "Wang Jingmeng."

Meng Qiong's brows frowned a little deeper. The name seemed to be familiar. He seemed to have heard someone say it when he was drunk, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Why do you want to kill people by chance? Even women and children are not spared. Killing people always requires a reason."

Wang Jingmeng looked at the practitioner who was frowning deeply and asked.

"There is no reason for tigers and dogs." Meng Qiong licked the corner of her mouth and suddenly laughed, "If you can beat my sword, I will tell you my reason."

"good."

Wang Jingmeng nodded.

He calmly crossed his sword in his chest and said to Meng Qiong, who was like a ferocious beast preparing to predate: "Please."

Meng Qiong's eyebrows jumped.

He began to truly feel the uniqueness of the young man opposite him.

The other party was too quiet.

And even the feeling of this sword makes people feel perfect.

He regretted it a little, and he regretted that he should ask a few more questions.

But at this moment, regret only makes the sword intent not full enough, so he instantly removes this emotion from his world.

He drew his sword with his backhand.

The broad long sword wandered up against his back. As his true energy poured in, the scarlet dark patterns on the sword were as if they were polished by his clothes.

In the distance, the middle-aged man who looked like a woodcutter slowly frowned.

He had countless methods to kill Meng Qiong in one blow, but he really couldn't imagine that when Wang Jingmeng didn't attack, there was any way to defeat Meng Qiong.

But at this moment, he first saw a scene that shocked him.

He saw the sword in Wang Jingmeng's hand lit up slightly, and a hazy light was coming out.

It is still just a Qi Refining Realm. However, compared with killing those horse thieves, even though he is still in the same realm, Wang Jingmeng's speed of practicing is really too fast.

He heard his old friend say many praises about the young man in the blacksmith shop, but it does not include this point.

If someone else is just walking slowly and walking slowly on the road of cultivation, then with the speed of Wang Jingmeng's practice he saw with his own eyes, Wang Jingmeng is running, running quickly.

In addition, the sword itself also shocked him.

This sword is very authentic.

It does not have a unique pull and bonus to the essence of heaven and earth like those swords made by Chu Jiangshi. It even contains powerful vitality, which can allow a practitioner in the Qi Refining Realm to burst out the power of a practitioner at the peak of the True Realm Realm.

But this sword is very close to Wang Jingmeng's aura.

Be close and blend together.

Therefore, this sword should be able to perfectly convey the young man's intention and sword intent.

He suddenly understood something.

...

Looking at the light on the sword, Meng Qiong felt more ominous feelings in his heart. Without hesitation, he raised the big sword with his right hand and slashed towards Wang Jingmeng, but his left hand was naturally negatively behind him.

A sudden burst of sound came from the air.

The air was everywhere, and there was a strange creature growing in the dark patterns on the sword. The moment the heavy sword was swung out, it contained terrible power, and it became heavier and heavier.

Wang Jingmeng's sword also moved.

His sword slashed out like a flowing cloud, but it turned into this. The light on the sword flowed rapidly towards the tip of the sword, so fast that many people could not see the sword body clearly, but could only see the light at the tip of the sword.

A look of shock appeared in the middle-aged man who looked like a woodcutter.

This is the combination of two swords into one sword.

The starting momentum is a sword move in the Liuyun Sword Sutra, but it really turns into sword intent, it is already a sword move in the Bailu Sword Sutra.

Of course, many people in this world can create their own sword moves, and can turn tricks from different sword scriptures into new sword moves. For example, Gu Liren, whom he knew, changed almost all the sword moves he learned in the sword scriptures.

But he had never seen anyone who practiced for such a short time, could turn the moves of two different sword scriptures into one, and merged so perfectly.

This sword is lighter and faster than all the sword moves in the Bailu Sword Sutra!

Meng Qiong didn't expect to encounter such a sword.

A tingling sensation appeared on his wrist. Even though the tip of the sword was several feet away from his hand, this sense of speed had already made him feel that his true energy had not yet truly burst out, and before his heavy sword reached the other party, his wrist had already been hit by the sword.

His right hand paused instantly.

The heavy sword in his right hand flew towards Wang Jingmeng.

At the same time, his left hand swayed.

A piece of sleeve was covered with wind, like an iron fan, but what really contained the more terrifying murderous intent was a short sword he held in his left hand.

He had never revealed this sword when he was killing people here before.

So no one here knew that there was such a sword hidden in his left sleeve.
Chapter completed!