When mother comes back, I don’t know how happy she will be knowing that I killed you with my own hands..."
Shan Wanjing walked towards Bian Fuyi step by step, without any hesitation in her eyes.
The next moment, the long sword in her hand shook, and bursts of sword light appeared immediately, and she shot towards the helpless struggling Bian Buli in the corner. Judging from the momentum of her movements, she actually wanted to cut Bian Buli into pieces.
As expected, he wanted to say something to disturb Shan Wanjing's mind, but when he felt the sharp sword energy approaching his body, he realized that it was too late.
At this moment, a black energy suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he suddenly rose into the air, catching Shan Wanjing's numerous sword rays with just one hand, forcing her to take a step back.
"Wanjing, no matter what, I am your father after all, can't you just let go of your life?
I promise that I will never bother you mother and daughter again in the future..."
Bian Fulai's clothes were torn and stained with blood at this time, and the black energy around his body was looming. He seemed to be seriously injured, but he could move freely, and his appearance was very strange.
Meng Xiuyuan saw this scene, and although he was a little surprised, he was not too worried. Although he had reduced some of the force of his palm just now, it was really seriously injured and he could not bear it. This cannot be faked.
The reason why this beast is still able to use martial arts at this moment is obviously because he has used some method to stimulate his body's potential and burn his blood to fight for his life.
When he lived with Shi Long before, Meng Xiuyuan heard him say that the more deeply established and long-established a sect is in this world, the more they will spread this life-threatening method to give their disciples a chance to survive in times of crisis.
life.
Bian Fuhua was born in the Yingui sect, the largest sect of the demon sect, and he had some desperate means of survival, but they were reasonable.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan had nothing to say, so he immediately stepped forward and wanted to give the beast a slap in the face to prevent him from saying any more disgusting words to dirty his ears.
However, just when Meng Xiu arrived at Shan Wanjing's side, Princess Dongming suddenly stretched out her hand to stop him:
"Sir, give Wanjing another chance and let me kill this beast with my own hands!"
Meng Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, but then he rejected the proposal, shook his head, and continued walking towards the other side:
"Miss Shan, please don't stir up trouble again..."
As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan raised his hand and prepared to wave his palm, intending to attack him in that direction. Unexpectedly, Shan Wanjing suddenly took Meng Xiuyuan's left hand from behind and said sadly to him:
"Sir, Wan Jing is begging you for the bento.
I have been looking forward to such a good opportunity for countless years.
If we cannot kill him with our own hands, it will be a lifelong regret for my mother and I..."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard the sound, he looked back and saw the pitiful but determined look of this girl. He couldn't help but feel a move in his heart and understood her mood.
"That's all... Miss Shan, just be more careful."
As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan sent a stream of Beiming Qi into Shan Wan's crystal, then took off her hands, walked away a few steps sideways, and stood between Fuli and the cabin stairs.
In this way, he could not only prevent Bian Fuhua from escaping, but also protect Shan Wanjing from his side.
"Ha, what a scene of love between a man and his concubine.
Wanjing, this young master is not only good at martial arts, but also kind-hearted. He is a rare good match.
I approve your marriage..."
When Bian Fulai saw this, he did not despair. Instead, he had the intention to say a few strange words to Shan Wanjing. At the same time, the black energy that faintly seeped around him became stronger and stronger.
Shan Wanjing turned a deaf ear to these strange words, she just jumped up immediately, the long sword in her hand showed the sword light all over the sky, and then she attacked in that direction.
Princess Dongming received the true inheritance from her mother, and her martial arts skills were really good. If not, how could she have resisted Bian for a long time even though she was poisoned, until help arrived.
At this moment, she was assisted by Meng Xiuyuan's Beiming Qi, and her skills were even better than usual. She wielded a long sword and wielded sword Qi, which was extremely powerful.
Na Feng was seriously injured. Even though he used all his life-saving moves, he still couldn't do half as well as usual. He was so pressed by Shan Wanjing's sword light that he could hardly raise his head, and could only retreat continuously while barely resisting.
"die!"
As Shan Wanjing shouted angrily, the sword net became denser and denser, the sword energy became stronger and stronger, and the murderous intent was fully revealed in her moves.
But at this moment, Fuliyi looked around first, then suddenly waved his sleeves, rolled up a lot of sawdust on the ground, covering the sight of Shan Wanjing and Meng Xiuyuan, and said in a cold voice
:
"Wanjing, don't worry, I will come again.
And that kid, I have seen your face clearly, the Yingui Sect will definitely entertain you well..."
Although Meng Xiuyuan was blocking the only way to go upstairs, he still felt something was wrong when he heard the sound. He immediately waved away the sawdust in front of him, and at the same time, he struck the "Tianshan Six Yang Palm" to the side.
Unexpectedly, the black energy suddenly surged around his body, and with the surging force of Meng Xiuyuan's palm, he slammed into the rear wall of the ship.
The next moment, there was only a "click" sound, and Bian Buhui actually made a hole the size of a washbasin in the wall of the ship, and shot out like a sharp arrow, escaping from the desperate situation at the bottom of the ship.
The walls of this giant ship are very thick and solid, and there is no way it would be able to break it into pieces.
From this scene, it is obvious that this person is deeply scheming. He dived into the water long before breaking into the "Dongming" and made some tricks on the wall of the ship, just in case he could use it to escape.
"Can't!!"
When Shan Wanjing saw Bian Fuhua, who was about to be killed, escaping, she almost went crazy for a moment. She immediately jumped up and chased him out of the hole.
But at this time, the river water was pouring into the hole with great force. Shan Wanjing was rushed back by the current in a hurry.
"Miss Shan, get out of the way."
Meng Xiuyuan knew that the matter was urgent. If the ship sank, all the Dongming sect disciples who were unconscious on the ship would die. He immediately waved his hands and took several thick wooden boards of suitable size from the ground, and tied them into a suitable shape with his clothes and robes.
A bunch of them were forced into the hole.
The ship wall itself was made of strong materials, and with Meng Xiuyuan's supernatural power, most of the holes were actually blocked. Although there was still water flowing in from the gaps in the wooden planks, it was much smaller than before.
"Get out of here, push me out of the hole, or I won't be able to catch up with that beast!"
Shan Wanjing's eyes were red and she shouted at Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't have time to pay attention to her, and immediately drifted towards the stairs, disappearing like a breeze. It was only then that his solemn voice reached Shan Wanjing's ears:
"Miss Shan, take care of this place, my method of plugging the leak may not last long.
You should quickly ask people to find a way to fix the loopholes before the ship is destroyed and people are killed.
If you don’t let me down there, I’ll handle it myself…”
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No matter how fast Meng Xiuyuan went, he still wasted some time by bypassing several cabins and reaching the deck.
By the time he jumped up and stood on the mast of the giant ship, looking around, it was already a little too late.
There were dark clouds in the sky late at night, and there were no homes on both sides of the canal. Except for the lights shining on a few boats on the shore, the rest of the place was completely dark.
Under this situation, it is extremely difficult to search for traces of Bian Fuhuai.
Although this man is a beast, his mind and martial arts are all top-notch. At this time, even if Meng Xiuyuan tried his best to use his luck, it would be difficult to find his breathing and heartbeat.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly, but he was not too panicked. He knew that he would not be seriously injured here, and he had to remain silent. He would never be able to escape too far in a short period of time.
After thinking carefully for a moment, Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath, then used all his strength and shouted loudly:
"If you live up to your expectations, there is no need to hide anymore. You will definitely die today!"
The sound was like a thunderous explosion, resounding throughout the fields on both sides of the canal and echoing in the distant jungle.
The moment after the roar came out of his mouth, Meng Xiuyuan immediately used his energy to his ears again. This time, he finally heard several slightly chaotic heartbeats from under the canal.
Meng Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately floated down from the mast, using the strength of his palms to shoot straight into the water.
Immediately, there was only a "bang" explosion, and a water column several feet high suddenly rose from the water, like a dragon swimming out of the sea.
Bian Fuhao, who was hiding under the water, had a higher spiritual level than Meng Xiuyuan after all. He sensed the crisis in advance, rushed out of the water and ran straight to the shore, barely avoiding Meng Xiuyuan's shocking palm.
"Bian Buhua, didn't you say you wanted to ask your Yingui sect associates to entertain me well? Why are you running away..."
Meng Xiuyuan relied on the recoil force of his palm to change from falling in the air to sweeping across the river, flashing across the river like a ray of blue light, chasing him to the edge without losing sight of him.
Fuli had already exhausted all his strength over there, and the forcibly aroused black energy around him gradually dissipated over time. How could he escape Meng Xiuyuan's pursuit.
At this time, boundless terror suddenly occurred in his heart, and he felt that life and death were only a matter of seconds. He could not care about his face, and shouted hissingly into the dark forest in front of him:
"Come and help me! Don't wait any longer..."
Before Bian Fulia finished speaking, he heard Meng Xiuyuan's air sword coming from behind him at his fingertips. Although he had noticed it one step ahead, his body could not keep up with his mental thoughts at this time and it was difficult to dodge.
The next moment, only blood spurted out and the bodies were separated. Finally, there was one less dead person in the world.
Meng Xiuyuan did not relax at this time, but became more alert.
Bian Fulai said such words just before his death. Meng Xiuyuan didn't believe that he was just spreading suspicion. There was a higher probability that there were other masters of the magic sect who were assisting him in his trip.
Sure enough, as if to verify Meng Xiuyuan's conjecture, the next moment, an extremely fierce spirit locked on his body.
Invisible pressure was pressing towards Meng Xiuyuan from all directions, like the roar of a river, continuously impacting Meng Xiuyuan's mind.
Based on this, it can be inferred that the enemy's spiritual level is probably even higher than Bian Fuxiao.
Meng Xiuyuan calmed down and looked towards the mountains and forests, but all he saw was darkness and silence, and no trace of anyone could be found.
Such a situation where the enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear is quite unfavorable for Meng Xiuyuan.
However, he did not panic. He stretched out his hand and moved Bian Fulai's bleeding head in front of him. He suspended it in the void three inches under his palm, and then he spoke loudly toward the forest.
:
"The Yingui faction is here to live up to its reputation. If anyone wants to avenge him, just come out and compete!"
As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said these words, they resounded through the mountains and forests like rolling thunder, startling many birds and animals to come alive, and all kinds of noises came one after another.
After a while, the mountain forest gradually became quiet, but there was still no sign of anyone approaching, and the pressure that originally fell on Meng Xiuyuan had gradually dissipated at this moment.
Obviously, the master of the Demon Sect hidden in the mountains and forests was not sure that he would be able to defeat Meng Xiuyuan, who refused to give up even though he was trying to kill him. Adhering to the selfish nature of the Demon Sect, he had already fled far away at this moment.
At this time, instead, there was a faint sound of fire and people coming from the direction of the canal. Meng Xiuyuan turned around and saw a small group of people running towards him quickly with torches.
Among them, the leader moved the most vigorously. In a few breaths, he rushed to Meng Xiuyuan and asked with concern:
"Friend, you were shouting loudly on the river just now, saying that there are demons from the Yingui sect here?
If you need help or not, we can all fight!"
Meng Xiuyuan raised his eyes and saw a rather young face under the firelight. At a glance, he was actually a year or two younger than him.
But at the same time, this young man has a rather heroic appearance, and his eyes are shining brightly in the firelight, which is impressive.
Meng Xiuyuan could see that this young man was really kind-hearted in coming to help, so he immediately cupped his hands and said softly:
"Thank you for your kindness, brother, but I think you don't need any help.
Bian Buhu, this beast is dead, and his accomplices don’t seem to have the guts to jump out and avenge him tonight.”
Hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, the young man's eyes couldn't help but a flash of light. He immediately took two steps forward, illuminated the dead body on the ground with a torch, and then said in shock:
"'Mo Yin' lives up to his reputation. It is said that he is one of the best masters in the Yin Gui sect. I didn't expect that he would die here tonight..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As he spoke, the young man looked at Meng Xiuyuan again, his eyes full of sincere admiration:
"It is really unbelievable that at such a young age, Your Excellency can kill such an old demon.
I really admire you..."
While the two were talking, a group of followers behind the young man had already followed. Without any need for anyone to make any arrangements, they immediately held up torches and dispersed around, completely illuminating the open space in front of the mountain forest.
Meng Xiuyuan and the others knew from their well-trained appearance that the young man in front of them definitely had a high status.
Just when the two of them were about to speak again, another pretty figure rushed towards them from the direction of the canal.
"Sir, that beast has already escaped?!"
Shan Wanjing looked at Meng Xiuyuan from a distance, her voice filled with anxiety and self-blame.
"I didn't run away, I'm here..."
Meng Xiuyuan pointed to the ground, causing Shan Wanjing to look at the head that had fallen on the ground.
Although this "Princess Dongming" has a beautiful appearance, her personality is different from that of ordinary delicate women. When she saw the bloody human head, her eyes shone brightly, and she immediately reached out and picked it up in her hand.
"No matter how you live, you don't live up to your expectations... You are finally dead!"
Shan Wanjing looked at Bian Fuxiao's frightened expression at the last moment of his life, but she felt extremely excited in her heart, and her voice was already trembling.
She then looked up at Meng Xiuyuan and said from the bottom of her heart:
"Sir, your kindness today will be unforgettable by Wanjing.
In the future, if the young master needs anything, whether it is Wanjing herself or the entire Dongming Sect, they will be there for you!"
Meng Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head when he heard this, but did not answer her words. He just turned his head and looked into the dark mountain forest, feeling a little regretful that he could not catch all the unfaithful accomplices here.
On the contrary, it was the noble young man beside him who suddenly spoke to Shan Wanjing in a warm voice.
"Miss Shan, how come you are here?
I’m not disappointed here, but are you your enemy?”
Shan Wanjing's attention was originally on Meng Xiuyuan. At this moment, Xun Sheng turned around and saw this person standing next to Meng Xiuyuan. She couldn't help but said in surprise: