School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Qiu Guang hid in a corner not far away and felt like he was dreaming.

Tier 5 Demonic Beasts, died so easily?

"Dreaming, must be dreaming."

He murmured, panic in his eyes.

"Run, run quickly!"

At this time, Qiu Guang still had the high spirits he had before, and he wanted to sneak away like a bereaved dog.

Unfortunately, his actions were discovered by Zhao Sanpang, and he was immediately furious.

"Beast, you still want to run!"

"The Unborn Religion colluded with the Demonic Beasts to slaughter the people. Today, you will all die, none of you can escape!"

After all, the long sword pointed directly at Qiu Guang's throat.

At this time, Qiu Guang had already been scared to death by the 100-meter-high Susanoo, and he no longer had any intention of resisting. He just wanted to run away, and did not dare to take Zhao Sanpang this strike.

Meng Hang stood at Hu Zuonenghu's head, still feeling the power brought by the power of Six Paths to him.

He felt a little regretful, this time it was only a one-time experience. If he really had the power of Six Paths, then he could really block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, and quack kills.

Zhao Sanpang's movement caught his attention.

Seeing that Zhao Sanpang's long sword immediately stabbed Qiu Guang, his heart moved.

From the beginning of the two people's fight in the sky, it can be seen that this person of no life teaching is at least a master of the same level as Zhao Sanpang, a powerhouse of Yujie.

This shows what?

Points, this is a lot of killing points!

How could Meng Hang just watch the points so close at hand and just slip away from him.

He is the best at stealing people's heads!

Kamui!

The next moment, Qiu Guang's headless body fell to the ground without making a sound.

"Hi~!"

Zhao Sanpang sucked in a breath of cold air. Although it wasn't that his head was twisted off, he still couldn't hold back the cold air from the bottom of his heart.

Of course he could guess that it was Meng Hang who broke Qiu Guang's head, but Meng Hang's ability was really weird.

Zhao Sanpang put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he encountered this trick, he would not have the confidence to avoid it.

"What the hell is going on with this kid!"

"Hehe. Points are in hand!"

Just when Meng Hang was still giggling, he only felt a emptiness in his body, and the experience time of the power of Six Paths disappeared at this time.

At the same time, without the support of the huge Mental Energy, the power of Six Paths, the energy and form of the sequel also dissipated in an instant.

"Is this the end?"

Meng Hang was shocked. It only took a few minutes to go back and forth from the time he activated the power of Six Paths to solving the Scarlet Blood Demon King.

Can own100 points be used for such a short time?

Then he only felt that his feet were empty, and his body fell instantly.

It was then that he remembered that he was at a height of 100 meters, and now that Susanoo is gone, he must not fall into meat sauce if he falls.

Kamui!

Meng Hang hurriedly activated Kamui, wanting to teleport himself to another dimension.

However, he found helplessly that although he used the power of Six Paths, the battle still consumed his own Mental Energy, which was not enough for him to open the different dimension and teleport himself there.

"System, your uncle! Why didn't you tell me that the time to exchange the power of Six Paths was so short, so that I could be prepared!"

"You deliberately tricked daddy, didn't you!"

"eight thousand"

"bump!"

The system's unhurried voice sounded from Meng Hang's head.

"Playing... Mahjong?"

"Who are you playing mahjong with a system!"

Countless grass and mud horses galloped through Meng Hang's heart, who was falling rapidly.

"I said Tiezi, how long do you want to experience 98 killing points? I have a good conscience, okay!"

"Sure enough, cheap is not good!"

Meng Hang cursed in his heart.

"Old iron, hurry up and earn points, your points are not enough for me to lose a game of mahjong!"

"What? You play mahjong with my kill points?"

Meng Hang was really shocked this time, feeling that he knew something incredible.

The system also found that he had missed his mouth, and no matter how much Meng Hang asked, he didn't say anything.

Meng Hang's body is still falling rapidly, but his Realm hasn't reached the Yu Rank yet, so he can't fly in the sky.

Yu order? Flying in the air?

Meng Hang's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly towards Zhao San:

"City Lord help, I can't fly!"

Zhao Sanpang stared at the falling Meng Hang with a bewildered face, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

You just gave a second to a fifth-order big demon, and a second to a Yu-rank powerhouse in the last second. Are you telling me now that you can't fly?

You can't fly, so should I?

I don't think I deserve to fly...

I thought so, but Zhao Sanpang didn't dare to delay at all.

If this really kills this great master, he will become a sinner through the ages.

Taking one step, his body rose into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Meng Hang's side, grabbed his arm, and slowly landed.

When Zhao Sanpang put him on the ground, Meng Hang slumped to the ground like a dead dog.

"City Lord, my Mental Energy is seriously overdrafted, quickly give me two bottles of the healing liquid."

As soon as Zhao Sanpang heard his words, his small mung bean-like eyes suddenly rolled up.

"Didn't I just send you ten bottles two days ago? You take it out and use it first."

"I've run out of mine in the battle just now."

"What the hell???"

Meng Hang was instantly furious, and his voice increased a bit.

"I believe you a ghost!"

"You are the dignified master of a city, and you almost returned to the gods."

"It's not bad, even if I am the city owner, I have to spend money to buy it myself at the Tianfu Commercial Bank."

Zhao Sanpang pitied the poor Kaidō.

Hearing this, Meng Hang's anger became even less intense.

It's not that Zhao Sanpang doesn't have a soul-healing solution, but that he feels distressed about his own money.

"I said Lao Zhao, you are too careless!"

"Anyway, I saved your life just now, and helped Yunshui City kill a fifth-order monster. Are you doing this to me now?"

Zhao Sanpang was displeased by his words, so he could only take out two times of divine liquid from the storage space and hand it to Meng Hang.

"Dude, if I want two bottles, you can give me two."

Meng Hang scolded the iron rooster for being stubborn, and without hesitation he put one bottle in his own Interspatial Ring, and drank the other bottle in one go.

Seeing his action, Zhao Sanpang's forehead was full of black lines, and he secretly thought that he had met an opponent today.

......

hours later.

Since the Scarlet Blood Demon King is dead, the helmsman of the Lifeless Sect is also dead.

The other remnants of Wushengjiao were headless, and they were quickly surrounded and killed by Zhao Sanpang's defense team.

Without the control of Wushengjiao, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Blood Refining Formation outside Yunshui City also lost its function, and the black fog covering the city dissipated, along with the ghost-like whistling sound.

Although the dust has settled, Meng Hang is standing on the ruins and looking at the displaced refugees, the sadness in his heart is still inevitable.

Before that, he had heard countless people speak of the perilous, innocent crimes of the Demonic Beasts.

But as a person who has traveled through a peaceful world, he has never really seen those things, and he cannot empathize with them.

It wasn't until today, looking at the city that looked like it was ravaged by a natural disaster, that he really understood why humans and Demonic Beasts never died.