The Supreme Being

The heavy rain made it seem like the Milky Way was upside down, and waterfalls fell from the sky, which isolated the surroundings, set off the quiet hustle and bustle, and caused a groggy darkness that made it difficult to see.

On such a rainy night, the long arrow with white feathers passed through the heavy water curtain, as if coming from Jiuyou, the cold light penetrated people's heart.

Xiao Zi was flying in the air like a cloud, unable to bear any force. Facing the ghost-like white-feathered long arrows, she could only widen her eyes in fear and had no choice.

Suddenly, in despair, she felt a weight on her body, and her whole body was pushed downwards, just in time to avoid the long arrow.

She looked back in astonishment, and through the heavy rain curtain and gloomy darkness, she vaguely saw a "precious and solemn" face.

Meng Qi, who was thrown away, could not change his body shape. He gritted his teeth, pushed Xiao Zi away with his left hand, pulled out the sword with his right hand, and blocked it in front of him.

With a crisp sound, the long arrow heading straight for Meng Qi's throat was blocked by Jie Dao, but for the other arrow, Meng Qi had no choice but to lower his shoulders and shrink his abdomen to avoid the vital point.

Poof, the long arrow hit Meng Qi's right shoulder, making a sound of penetrating through layers of thick cloth with great force.

Fortunately, in the rainy night, it was not only difficult for Meng Qi and others to see the hidden stumbling ropes on the road, but the same was true for the ambushers. Most of the arrows they shot missed. Otherwise, even if Meng Qi was wearing the iron cloth shirt, he would not be able to see anything. There is no way to avoid the many hoods.

With a plop, Meng Qi fell to the ground, then rolled like a lazy donkey to avoid the subsequent rain of arrows. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out the arrow from his right shoulder.

Blood spurted out. Fortunately, Meng Qi's iron cloth shirt was small, and the wound was not deep, so it did not affect his swing of the knife.

At this time, in the dark rain curtain, one after another figures ran over, either holding long knives or thick swords, surrounding Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan and others.

Those who ambush also found that the environment was harsh and it was difficult for long-range attacks to effectively hit the target.

Meng Qi Liyu stood up straight and brandished his sword at the enemy. He could only see the shadows of people around him and couldn't tell how many enemies there were. He felt that an attack would suddenly come from the rain curtain at any time and at any time.

In the darkness, there seems to be an enemy hidden everywhere!

A chaotic fight! Meng Qi gritted his teeth and walked forward quickly, actually attacking first instead of trying to escape.

At this moment, he had an extremely clear thought in his mind. Since he couldn't see clearly where the enemy was, the other party should do the same!

Only by rushing into the opponent, making the situation more confusing, and using the "Eight Steps of Magic" and "Iron Shirt" can you survive!

If he were to escape, with the effect of "Eight Steps of Divine Movement", it would not be difficult to escape from the current siege, but Meng Qi was worried that there were masters waiting in the dark. If he left the chaotic place, he would be able to find the target and take action. There are tigers in front of us and a pack of wolves behind us, and our lives are at risk.

In a few steps, Meng Qi rushed into the enemy in front of him, his footsteps kept moving, and he appeared and disappeared. When the sword flashed, there was always blood splattering and the figure fell to the ground.

This process was too chaotic and Meng Qi could not rely on the "Eight Steps of Divine Movement"

He completely dodged the attack, but he knew how to avoid the vital points and resisted with his iron cloth shirt. Half a stick of incense came down. Although there were many wounds from swords and swords on his body, he was never seriously injured or lost his fighting power.

The besieging enemies became more and more frightened as they fought. Meng Qi in front of them was like a ghost in the dark night. Every time he appeared, his companions were killed or seriously injured. Most of the attacks from himself and others were directed at his own people. I had to hold back, finally hurting him once, but I felt that the sword was blocked and it was difficult to penetrate deep.

This is really a monster!

They all know how to practice Kung Fu horizontally, but in such an environment, with the cooperation of the "Eight Steps of Divine Movement", the iron cloth shirt gave them a strong sense of inhumanity!

However, even so, Meng Qi himself was not feeling well. The enemies that seemed to be endless and the weapons that seemed to be attacking from all directions put him under great pressure. If he was not careful, he might be hit by the cover door.

Heavy rain fell, blood splattered everywhere, and the fishy salty smell entered his nose. Meng Qi fought in all directions at night and struggled to hold on. One corpse after another fell around him, but it seemed that more people were surrounding him.

Xiao Zi fell in the mud, strained her waist and abdomen, and tried to stand up, but her body was weak and she failed. She could only watch the ambushing enemies surrounding her.

"Xiao Sang, Xiao Sang..." She was muttering something to herself out of fear and despair.

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

The rain was pouring down and lightning was rushing. Xiao Zi vaguely saw a figure walking around, the sword light was like a weaving, firmly attracting nearby enemies there.

This figure was short in stature, but at this moment he seemed so tall and reliable.

He was injured repeatedly, but he remained silent and did not let out a cry of pain, which was in sharp contrast to the screams around him.

Xiao Zi stopped talking to herself, and the fear and panic on her face gradually disappeared.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Meng Qi didn't know how much time had passed. Just when he felt that he could no longer hold on any longer, the enemy on the opposite side suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.

Although they were brave men and knew that their opponents were few, they still could not restrain their inner fear in the face of nearly 50% casualties and finally collapsed.

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

With the first one, there will naturally be a second one. Soon, Meng Qi's pressure dropped sharply.

Becoming more skillful, the enemies in front of you fell to the ground or ran away one after another.

Just as he was about to look around and help Qi Zhengyan, he suddenly saw a tall figure emerging from the woods beside the road, as fast as a galloping horse, holding a long knife.

"A master who has accumulated great energy!" Meng Qi knew that the hidden master had locked onto his figure because the number of enemies around him had decreased and it had become empty, but he was not afraid. This was not the time to flee in panic. He had no time to observe and could only passively take the beating and be attacked.

Since he had discovered it in advance, then... Zhang Yuanshan's suggestion flashed through Meng Qi's mind: If you encounter an enemy who has accumulated great energy, you must use speed to beat slow, and exchange small injuries for big injuries.

The thought flashed through Meng Qi's mind, and after a little timidity, Meng Qi bravely floated up, dodged an enemy, and raised his sword to meet the opponent.

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Meng Qi vaguely saw that it was a cold-blooded big man.

When the ring knife was swung out and was about to collide with the long sword, Meng Qi stepped on the eight steps of the magic, slid and turned, and came behind the master like a ghost, and chopped the back of his head.

The master was not panicked. He was agile and dodged sideways. At the same time, the long sword was swung back, pointing to Meng Qi's chest and abdomen, trying to force him to give up the attack.

This was a mature and prudent move.

Meng Qi gritted his teeth and actually rushed forward, facing the long knife without dodging or avoiding!

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

Oops! When the long knife really hit the object, the master had a bad premonition and wanted to roll to the side to avoid it, but the recoil from the blade made him slow down for a moment.

The knife flashed, and the master's astonished expression froze on his face. His head flew up and he watched his headless body slowly fall down.

Meng Qi had no time to check the results of the battle. He used his back to resist the remaining enemy's knife. He only felt a sharp pain between his chest and abdomen, his legs were weak, and his head was dizzy.

"It's not a minor injury..." Meng Qi laughed at himself in his heart. The opponent's strength was indeed extraordinary. This knife almost cut open his chest and abdomen, and he was already seriously injured.

But he did not regret it. If the opponent knew his strengths and weaknesses and used a targeted attack, he would be worried about his life.

This battle also made Meng Qi understand a truth. The level of martial arts is only the key factor that determines the final result, not everything. Just like the opponent is much stronger than himself, but the body lying on the ground is him, not himself.

The remaining enemies are all fearless. Seeing the death of the leader who presided over this action, they did not think of escaping, but came over, wanting to take Meng Qi's life while he was injured and weak!

Since the battle, Meng Qi has consumed a lot of energy. At this time, he really feels weak, but he is not panicked. After killing the master of Qi accumulation with one knife, he has a strange confidence in the remaining enemies.

At this time, the sword light lit up, ethereal and misty, like smoke and fog.

A few cold stars suddenly appeared in the fog, and several enemies in front of Meng Qi fell to the ground one after another.

"Are you okay?" Qi Zhengyan appeared with blood all over his body, and he didn't know whether it was his own or others'.

Meng Qi shook his head, tore off his monk robe, and simply bandaged the wound between his chest and abdomen: "It's not serious, but I lost a lot of blood and consumed a lot of energy. How about you?"

"Almost. I just encountered a sword master who had accumulated a lot of energy and was hit by a sword." Qi Zhengyan still looked serious, but his face was much paler. Although he was stronger than Meng Qi, he was not as adaptable to this kind of chaotic situation as Meng Qi's martial arts, and he was injured. If he hadn't mastered the unpredictable and agile 13-style cloud and mist, it would be hard to say whether he could survive.

"We have to go into the mountains as soon as possible. Many enemies have escaped. I'm afraid that help will come." Meng Qi looked around and sighed, "Look for them too and bury their bodies on the spot."

He felt that under this situation, it would be difficult for Xiang Hui and Xiao Zi to survive.

"Master, are you okay?" As soon as the voice came, Xiao Zi stood up unsteadily, walked over, and looked at the wounds on Meng Qi's body.

Meng Qi was stunned for a moment: "Miss Xiao Zi, are you okay?"

Xiao Zi smiled with her lips pursed, revealing a bit of charm, and seemed to be much prettier than usual: "They all came to besiege you, Master, I was lying on the ground, no one cared about me."

At this time, Xiang Hui also covered his face and staggered over: "Divine Monk, Qi Xia, are you okay?"

"You are okay too?" Meng Qi was even more surprised.

Xiang Hui let go of his hand, revealing a deep wound on his face, from the left forehead down to the right cheek, extremely hideous: "I was stabbed and fainted on the ground, but they didn't care about me. Maybe they thought I was dead, but it was also thanks to you, the Divine Monk, who attracted the enemy."

Meng Qi curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I would have pretended to be dead if I had known."

But he knew very well that if he and Qi Zhengyan hadn't attracted the enemy, pretending to be dead would be ineffective.

Xiao Zi looked for a cleaner piece of cloth on the corpse next to him, tore it off, held it in his arms, and wanted to bandage Meng Qi.

Xiang Hui turned over the corpse angrily, looking for property, but the other party would not bring secret books and property with him when he went out to kill people, so he only found some hidden weapons.

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Half a day later, just as the sky was getting light, Meng Qi slowly woke up.

The four of them traveled all night and had already crossed the mountains. After going down the mountain, they were at the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

However, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan were both seriously injured before. At midnight, they were a little bit exhausted, so they found a cave to rest and recover for a short time, waiting for dawn.

After meditating and taking a short rest, Meng Qi's wounds had healed and his energy had recovered a lot. He got up and moved his fists and feet, and found that Qi Zhengyan was guarding outside the cave. Xiang Hui covered his face and whispered. Xiao Zi curled up and had not woken up yet.

"Xiao Sang, don't come over... Xiao Sang, don't get close to me..." Xiao Zi said in a daze, and suddenly turned over and sat up, awakened.

"Master..." She looked at Meng Qi a little blankly, as if she couldn't figure out the situation after waking up.

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

Xiao Zi's confused expression disappeared, she nodded slightly, and then said uneasily: "Master, did I talk in my sleep?"

"Are you calling Xiao Sang?" Meng Qi pointedly pointed out.

Xiao Zi said "Ah", her face changed continuously, and she whispered: "Master, you must be careful about a girl named Gu Xiaosang in the future. She is the most bad and bad villain in the world."

"Why?" Meng Qi's smile remained unchanged, but in his heart, he felt that this ordinary girl with no power might have some secrets, but who doesn't have secrets? I don't know if she can survive until the end of this mission.

"...Um...in short, very bad! He kills people without blinking an eye!" Xiao Zi tried her best to emphasize.

At this time, Qi Zhengyan walked in, the blood on his body was already dark red: "Let's set off and try to enter Shaolin before noon."