I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng sighed from the bottom of his heart, but there was nothing to do.

His biggest reliance is his martial arts martial arts, he wants to get the chance to win in the skill, not to compare his strength with them.

But Lin Meng didn't dare to use these advanced techniques and marksmanship, so he felt very useless.

As the saying goes, heroes don't eat the immediate loss, but this time Lin Meng will not eat the immediate loss.

"Hey, I should have used the sword a long time ago, and I can still achieve the benefits of the famous sword for a while, I still believe my marksmanship too much, and I am in such a dilemma."

Lin Meng sighed, realized his mistake, and immediately retreated and threw the sword box behind him, taking the famous sword from it and moving Qianshan out!

But at the moment of changing weapons, Zuo Chenghuang was caught!

I saw Zuo Chenghuang suddenly changed his skills, using his special skill, Yakumo Fengwu!

The figure flew towards Lin Meng like a flying shadow of a night swallow, and eight cloud blade daggers protruding out of his body, stepping on the steps of war dance, attacking Lin Meng!

He was about to hit Lin Meng in this gap!

What a vicious look!Haosheng superb combat experience!

Lin Meng exclaimed, feeling that he still underestimated Zuo Chenghuang, and it was really not easy to be able to sit as the deputy host of Fengyulou.

But Lin Meng didn't panic at all, just because Zuo Chenghuang used Eight Clouds Wind Dance!

At this moment, if Zuo Chenghuang used some other tricks to seize this opportunity, perhaps Lin Meng would have a big somersault.

However, in order to pursue conservativeness, he unreservedly used his strongest method, Yakumo Fengwu, which can be said to be in the middle of Lin Meng's arms!

Lin Meng has studied these eight clouds and wind dances thoroughly, knowing exactly where each move is powerful and where the flaws are.

At this time, Zuo Chenghuang started to use it, and there was no secret in front of Lin Meng!

I saw that Lin Meng seemed to be holding a sword casually, responding to the attacking Zuo Chenghuang, the point of the sword was on his elbow and the dagger, and he staggered with Zuo Chenghuang, breaking his war dance rhythm, The steps of his war dance were messed up, so that his follow-up offensive was unable to exert force, and he could only retreat temporarily!

"Ok?"

Zuo Chenghuang, who was always calm and indifferent, frowned when he had a youthful face, and he let out a startled suspense, and realized something was wrong.

He knew that Lin Meng's seemingly random sword just broke his war dance art, but he didn't know why.

Although Zuo Chenghuang spent much longer studying the Eight Clouds Wind Dance than Lin Meng, he did not find many flaws in this secret technique.

This is what he and Lin Meng's eyes were aware of. Lin Meng, who had been familiar with saints' secrets and techniques since he was a child, could easily see the shortcomings of this seemingly subtle war dance, but Zuo Chenghuang couldn't see it.

Good luck, coincidence?

Zuo Chenghuang was defeated by the art of war dance, and stopped the offensive for a while, looked at Lin Meng, wondering in his heart, and all took it as a coincidence and didn't care too much about it.

However, Xiang Qing was puzzled. He had a vision worse than Zuo Chenghuang's. He couldn't see what had happened just now. He could only see that Zuo Chenghuang didn't succeed, and he didn't succeed and seriously injured Lin Meng.

"Hey, it's me!"

Lin Meng grinned and showed white teeth. Since seeing Zuo Chenghuang using the Eight Clouds Wind Dance, he has already seen some light of victory.

At this moment, Lin Meng actually turned the defense into an offensive, leaped into the air and smashed the next sword fiercely, shouting in his mouth:

"The sky is falling!"

With Lin Meng's sword, the true energy was poured into the moving mountains, the khaki halo of the sword body flashed, and the mysterious sword intent filled, and the mountains trembled and the earth buzzed for a while, and the momentum was shocking!

Moreover, as if the sky was cracking, the true Qi phase of a huge sword body was slowly smashed down!

Move Qianshan!Out of the sheath!

The divine sword was alive, mountains and rivers cried together, and the sound of the earthquake that day reached Shen Mengzhou, who was not far from Lin Meng.

Having just poured a cup of tea, Shen Mengzhou, who was about to drink it, stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked in one direction, and muttered:

"Moving Qianshan... out of the sheath."

The abnormal sound when moving Qianshan to exert its might, passed through the formation restriction under the two strange wind and rain, allowing Shen Mengzhou to perceive the direction Lin Meng was from from the direction of the vibration.

But Shen Mengzhou was too weak to get out. Even if he knew that he couldn't rush to the rescue, he could only drink tea in silence.

And everyone present also felt the sound of moving Qianshan out of the sheath, Xiao Mingzhi smacked his lips, revealing a look of surprise, and said:

"Moving Qianshan is out of my sheath now. I didn't expect that kid is not dead yet. It seems that I still have some spare energy to work hard. I thought Xiang Qing and Chenghuang would be able to take that kid before he could move Qianshan out."

After that, Xiao Mingzhi raised his head and looked up at the sky, and shouted to the two strange wind and rain:

"How is the situation over there? You two help me see if that kid is dying and is dying!"

Then, from the height of the sky, there was the sound of the strange laughter of the two monsters of the wind and the rain, first the strange laugh of the rain ghost.

"Jie Jie Jie! No, no! That kid is very good, he is alive and well! You Fengyulou dispatched the deputy host and the chief commander, so high cultivation base, so what happened to that kid for a long time, and still the slightest. Not damaged!"

Hearing this news, Shen Mengzhou was overjoyed, but silently drank tea in silence.

Then came the hoarse husky laugh of the wind demon, seamlessly connecting with that of the rain ghost.

"Ha ha ha! That kid is also quite extraordinary, regardless of marksmanship or swordsmanship, he plays well, is the world's first-class level, even the physical skills are amazing!"

"The skill is very high! Just now you are in charge of the deputy host, and when you have a low level of realm cultivation, you will get hurt. If you change to another person at the same level, you will definitely break the bone when you dare to fight like this. Tendons."

Shen Mengzhou drank tea without changing his expression and nodded silently. After so long observation, he also knew that Anyang's marksmanship and swordsmanship were very powerful.

It's just that he didn't know that Anyang was the immortal Linmeng of Fulong Spear a thousand years ago!

Feng Mo laughed and Yu Gui laughed.

"Jie Jie Jie! But don’t worry about the chief coach. You know what the vice-host and the chief are capable of. You know better than us. That kid is going to be desperate when he brings out the treasure of Qianshan. It will be over in a while!"

Hearing this, Shen Mengzhou's heart felt tight again.

Yes, he knows clearly that Anyang has no life-saving treasures, and the only treasure that can be called reliance on is the fourth-famous sword moving Qianshan in the world!

"Of course, the guy Cheng Huang was tuned out and taught under my hand. I can rest assured of his ability. I must be able to clean up that kid in a short time. I don't believe that he can still use that sword to enter the world. ability!"

Xiao Mingzhi sat motionless with his chest folded, smacked his lips with pride and confidence.Then slowly turned his head, grinning at Shen Mengzhou:

"How about you?"