Do not die

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhou was suddenly shocked.

Stepping lightly, he retreated sharply, keeping a distance from the people coming from both directions, while shouting questions.

"who are you?"

The four of them said nothing, but their figures followed his movement.

Meng Zhou finally confirmed that they were indeed coming for him.

Meng Zhou suddenly lifted his robe, and the robe flew up from his body and landed firmly among the branches of the tree behind him.

Then, with a loud shout, he held swords in both hands and took the initiative to fight two of them.

His operation of taking off his clothes before the official start of the battle was indeed unexpected by the four of them, and they all murmured in their hearts, thinking that this man had some weird quirks.

Of course they didn't know that Meng Zhou, who could see through their cultivation at a glance, was not afraid of fighting them at all, but was afraid of breaking his package in the battle with them.

Even if one of those rubbing stone carvings was damaged because of this, Meng Zhou would go crazy.

Therefore, taking off your clothes before the war is not the point; using it to temporarily send the package to a safe place is the purpose.

The four of them had no time to think too much at the moment. Seeing him taking the initiative to attack them, the two of them gradually slowed down and adjusted their breath out of caution. Their bodies and minds were in an extremely sensitive and alert state, and they were ready to immediately Preparation for attack or defense.

When the two men who were approaching him from another direction saw this situation, they naturally adjusted their movement direction and moved away from the branch where he threw his clothes.

When Meng Zhou saw this, he was very determined.

Actively invade the warning area of ​​the two people in front.

With one sweep of the sword and one move of the sword, the edge of the cold sword was close at hand in an instant.

Meng Zhou's long sword danced like a gust of wind and rain, neutralizing all the attacks from the two men.

The two enemies against him looked at each other and both felt that they had encountered a tough situation. Both of them were at the fourth level of Qi training, one was good at using swords and the other was good at using swords.

As soon as they met, they realized that Meng Zhou's cultivation level was comparable to theirs, but his body skills were more agile, and his sword skills were more fierce and swift. Even if they fought against him two against one, they could only get a draw.

They all looked at Meng Zhou with a little more caution.

However, he showed a bit of ease. When fighting Meng Zhou, he kept paying attention to the figures of the other two approaching quickly.

The two of them now have a very stable mentality. When fighting against them, they don't seek merit but no fault. They just want to ensure that Meng Zhou cannot escape.

Meng Zhou was also paying attention to the two figures who were approaching quickly. At this moment, he only used the master-level Phantom Step Wandering Dragon and the master-level Sudden Rain and Wind Sword to fight against the enemy. Even so, he could still gain a slight advantage under the siege of the two. Upside.

Before the fifth-level qi-training monk entered the battle circle, Meng Zhou didn't dare to open up at all.

Finally, after two more offensive and defensive moves with the two people in front of him, the fifth-level Qi-training monk finally came from behind with another fourth-level Qi-training monk.

Meng Zhou retreated quickly, trying to escape from the encirclement of the four men.

The fifth-level qi-training monk had a smile on his lips. It seemed that he had anticipated this scene. When Meng Zhou moved, his figure also moved with him.

In the end, Meng Zhou's withdrawal seemed like he had stepped into the opponent's preset battlefield.

Meng Zhou had a look of shock on his face, as a sword light shot out from the palm of the fifth-level Qi-training monk and pierced his eyebrows.

The next moment, this "Meng Zhou"'s eyebrows were pierced, but instead of bleeding out, his brains collapsed and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the face of the fifth-level qi-training monk changed wildly, but before he could make any move, he felt a chill on his neck.

The next moment, he felt his vision rotate and saw a headless body getting farther and farther away from him.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other three fourth-level Qi-training monks changed drastically. Without any communication, they immediately ran in three directions.

How could they not know that this time they stepped on the iron plate and there were no more distracting thoughts in their hearts, they just wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, they had just turned around, and before their speed reached its maximum, the three rotating Senhan Wheels had already drawn an indirect arc close to the ground and caught up with their legs.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

Three shrill screams sounded almost at the same time, and all six legs of the three people were broken at knee level.

Six little legs stood firmly on the ground, while the three figures fell to the ground in a panic amidst the screams.

After the three Senhan Wheels cut off six knees neatly, they drew an arc in the air and returned to Meng Zhou.

The power of rotation disappeared just in time, and the three cold wheels turned into three crescent-like sharp blades. Before they fell, Meng Zhou reached out to hold them and hid them in his belt again.

This hand not only used the energy-generating technique of the Perfect Level Spinning Palm Sword, but also used the Thousand-Hand Technique of the Grandmaster level.

The combination of the two is an unsolvable nightmare for a monk whose absolute strength is lower than his own.

Before they could fight back, their attack had succeeded.

…

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

As if kicking a ball, Meng Zhou reunited the three monks who were broken at knee level.

At this moment, their eyes were full of fear, and even the severe pain of broken limbs was endured by them.

The most indispensable thing among monks is perversion. What monks are best at is how to torture other monks.

They didn't know why this evil wolf in sheep's clothing didn't kill them directly, but they were not happy about it at all. Instead, they felt even more desperate about what they would face next.

Meng Zhou ignored what they were thinking and asked, "Tell me, why did you attack me for no reason?"

After hearing his question, the three people with frustrated faces were at a loss. One of them reacted first and said honestly: "Isn't this the situation along the Baijiang River now?"

Meng Zhouyi was startled and asked curiously: "Is the Baijiang coast... so chaotic now, killing everyone on sight?"

"The coast of Baijiang River is now a mess..."

After listening to the other party's story, Meng Zhou was speechless. He really didn't expect that Bai Jiang was now in such a mess.

Previously, there were not many casual cultivators active along the Baijiang River, and most of them were in the early stages of Qi training.

But now, this situation has changed.

Because many monks in the middle stage of Qi training came in.

These middle-stage qi-training monks all come from the junction waters of Baijiang River and Cuiyu Lake. They were originally "fishermen" there. They relied on catching spiritual fish and looking for some water-based spiritual materials in exchange for spiritual stones and resources to practice. Although they lived a hard life. It’s not a bad thing, but it’s enough for daily practice.

But such good days were gone forever as a gang backed by the Mo family invaded.

This kind of job-killing thing is not without resistance from the monks.

But it is a pity that this kind of resistance did not even make a splash, and the resisters became dead.

If you can't beat them, just join. Some monks still want to join this gang to beg for food, but damn it, even if they stoop to this point, there is still no way!

Life has to go on, and the arms cannot twist the thighs. The monks who originally lived in that area had to choose to get out.

Some simply left the Jade Lake area and went to other spiritual places to look for opportunities.

Some came to the banks of the Baijiang River. In addition to being able to eat some of the leftover soup from Cuiyu Lake, another factor is that this is the "Baijiang River", and the gang that made them so embarrassed is also called the Baijiang Gang. .

As these "refugee monks" with mid-stage Qi training strength flowed in, the chaos along the Baijiang River suddenly escalated several levels.

On the one hand, it is due to objective reality.

The upper limit of the load along the Baijiang River is there, and there is simply no room for so many Qi-training monks.

Everyone wants to beg for food here, but the end result is that no one has anything to eat.

Killing can solve this problem very well. Firstly, you can get some emergency trophies, and secondly, it can reduce the number of eaters.

On the other hand, it is the venting of negative emotions.

The original casual cultivators along the Baijiang River became the target of these "refugee monks" to vent their anger. Even some small cultivating families who had established their own houses along the Baijiang River were affected.

Meng Zhou was silent for a moment, then peeled off a coat from the dead fifth-level Qi-training monk and spread it on the ground. He said to the three of them: "Hand over all the valuable things on you."

The three of them honestly took out various items from their sleeves, arms, and belts, and threw them all on the coat.

Meng Zhou squatted next to the headless body and dug around for a while, picking out all the valuable items.

Finally, Meng Zhou looked at the three pairs of six legs stuck on the ground. After thinking for a while, he looked at the three of them and asked, "Do any of you hide anything in your shoes?"

"Senior...Senior, I hid two low-grade spiritual stones in the heel of my left shoe." A monk spoke first.

Meng Zhou then walked over and picked up his left foot, cut off the heel with his sword, and took out two low-grade spiritual stones.

Then he threw his left foot next to his right foot. He saw that the ground was a little muddy. When throwing it, Meng Zhou subconsciously used some skill to make it lean on his right foot, so that the broken part was not directly submerged in the mud.

He looked at the other two people again, one of them shook his head desperately, and the other said: "I hid some gold."

"Keep the gold for yourselves."

Meng Zhou packed up his coat filled with various odds and ends, turned around and walked towards the tree branch where the robe package was placed.

The three of them watched Meng Zhou's figure disappear into the jungle, looking at each other in disbelief that they would survive the disaster.

Soon, the three of them started trotting upside down, using their hands as their feet, and carefully put away their broken legs.

"Quick, quick, your magic has cold properties, put it on ice!"

"I'll put mine on the ice too, but don't let it go bad!"

The three of them took care of the broken leg and discussed what to do next.

One person said: "Is there anything else to discuss? With the way we are now, if we encounter a third-level Qi practitioner again, we will have to explain everything.

Let's go back to ordinary society. We have to find a famous doctor to reattach these legs as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the less hope we have. "

The other two nodded in approval.

One of them also sighed: "Fortunately, senior's knife is sharp enough, the cuts are neat, the edge is clean, and there is no rust. Otherwise, if it were torn or stained with rust and dirt, it would be a big trouble."

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden silence, and the other two people stopped talking.