Not bad, higher than I thought.

but……

It's just a flush on the surface. It's a big mistake to think that Chen Qian is an ordinary state of wind!

Thinking of this, Chen Qian shook his wrist.

With this shake, the knife energy stirred like a spiral.

Pulala-

The debris were shaken and flew away like bees burned in honeycombs. In the blink of an eye, the blade was no longer accessible.

Except that boy!

Chen Qian looked at the other person again, and saw that the other person had shortened, his fingers turned upward, forming a strange handprint.

bump--

The handprints were empty and fell on the blade on the side of the blade!

Make great efforts to open the mountain seal!

Flying out of the flowers, Meng Shuai finally hit the opponent's sword with a long-lasting ultimate move.

bump!

The effect - as he thought!

Chen Qian took a few steps back. Although his hand holding the knife had not yet spread, his body was already shaking. He took a few steps back and suddenly tripped his feet, unable to maintain balance anymore, and he leaned his head down.

What tripped him was the bed board he had just split up. The power that pushed him was the powerful mountain seal that Meng Shuai had just inspired.

He has been familiar with this powerful mountain seal for so long since he came out of the sky. And this great trick that requires angle, terrain and time to accumulate energy is like being born for today's situation.

Although it was dangerous, Meng Shuai controlled the situation, mastered the time, and used the opponent's ignorance of the sealing master's tricks to succeed in one blow.

Then what……

Meng Shuai did not relax and his hands were still arranged. It was the starting move of Baguazhang. In theory, the opponent still had the possibility of counterattack. At that time, there was no room for this opportunistic ultimate move, and it was just a head-on confrontation.

But...it's just in theory.

Meng Shuai thought the other party could not get up.

Chen Qian fell to the ground, his breathing became heavier than before, and his originally long breathing rhythm gradually became disordered. You can even hear ticking sounds in the darkness.

It was the sound of blood flowing.

Meng Shuai breathed out—as he thought.

After coughing gently, Meng Shuai said, "I'm lighting the light now. Do you have any objections?" His voice was plain, of course, there was no intimacy, but there was no slight hostility.

In the darkness, the other party remained silent, and after a while, he snorted.

Meng Shuai knew that he had agreed, so he took out a candle from his side and lit it.

As soon as the lights were lit, he immediately covered them with his sleeves to keep the light within a small range. It is time to turn off the lights, and it is illegal to light the lights without authorization, and he has no intention of challenging the rules.
Chapter completed!