C721 Eighteen and Twenty-eight

What kind of kungfu is this, for some reason, without any warning at all, one of them had fallen? However, at this moment, he could no longer hesitate. He gritted his teeth. The saber in his hand actually moved in his hand, and he slashed out with the move 'Closer Eighteen'.

His reaction was slow, but it didn't mean that he was slow in his attacks. Activating a skill belonged to the type where one's brain was not as fast as one's hand. This move of his had evolved from Mount Tai's Eighteen Disks. The 18 disks of Mount Tai had folk rumors, "18 tight, 18 slow, and 18 slow." There were also differences in the speed of the execution of the activation technique. Now that he had '18 tight' chopped out along the way, the 18 slashes were as fast as the other's. Even if the opponent was just a wisp of green smoke, he would still be cut into many pieces by the saber.

Just like that, the light smoke that Mi Shenmeng had transformed into came crashing over. Many people simply could not see what had happened. However, they could clearly see the final result.

Many of the bolder ones felt that this trip wasn't in vain. As for the bolder ones, they had already begun to quietly retreat. Their eyes were reluctant to part as they watched. At the same time, their legs felt weak and they were ready to escape at any time.

It was because blood splashed everywhere in their eyes. This execution ground had instantly become an Asura Arena. The originally dead prisoners were not dead yet, but there were already others who had died.

The first to die was this Chen Shengdao, who was the first to make preparations, attacking and defending at the same time, continuously fighting. If the situation was not good, he would flee thousands of miles away.

He didn't know what had happened before the smoke that Mi Shenmeng had transformed into arrived. Out of nowhere, he turned around and blocked in front of ___'s saber. The saber that he had used to activate the technique was really fast. With a flash of the saber, the speed of the saber was even faster than the speed of his brain. How could he have imagined that Chen Shengdao would suddenly turn around and run under his blade?

It was truly called Crunch Crunch Crunch. The eighteen slashes that had been used to activate the skill had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Chen Shengdao, on the other hand, had become a muddle-headed ghost. In an instant, he had been chopped into dozens of pieces. His nickname had only come to fruition halfway. It was enough to break into pieces. Peace was not necessarily the case.

Eighteen slashes, yet he had not missed his first strike. He was already stunned. It was not that he had never killed people before, but he had killed a comrade who had just fought side by side by chopping melons and vegetables like this. This was truly the first time. At that moment, Qingyan attacked him. He subconsciously stabbed her with his knife. However, he felt that the saber had suddenly melted. Then, he felt as if he had melted as well.

The smoke wrapped itself around him and continued to move forward without stopping for even a moment. It was facing the 28 Iron Guards not far behind him. The Iron Guard soldiers had long since been prepared for battle when they saw how formidable the situation was. The 28 Kui Star Grand Formation had also been set up. They were only waiting for the enemy to come forward and kill them. Even if the enemy were to use the enlightenment technique as a hostage, they would not show the slightest bit of mercy. Besides, this' expert 'named Shi had just set an example for everyone. He had cut his companions who were standing side by side into a pile of minced meat with his own hands.

When Qingyan came close with Qi Gong, the leader of the men in black in the lead felt something was not right. Shi Qigong was originally as hard as a rock, but at this moment, he felt as if he was going to turn into a pool of water.

Just as he was about to give a warning, Shi Qigong really turned into a blood dragon with a "poof." He flew towards the 28 Iron Guards. The Iron Guards had experienced hundreds of battles, and the thick fog just now was a lesson for them. Each and every one of them. They hurriedly waved their palms, wanting to disperse the blood dragon.

However, this time, the palm force of the Iron Robed Guards was not enough. The strength that they waved out was like a flying bee crashing into a spider web. They struggled unceasingly but were unable to escape. That blood dragon very quickly pounced on the seven or eight Iron Guard soldiers in front. The Iron Guard soldiers were all dressed in black and had masks covering their faces. However, no matter what, they were unable to cover their eyes. This time, including the leader of the Iron Strike Guards, the seven or eight Iron Strike Guards... They all covered their eyes with their hands and rolled around on the ground. Their mouths were filled with endless wails.

The Iron Guards were all unyielding men, even though one of their arms had been chopped off. They would not make any sound. But now, they were clearly no longer under his control. They had become even more lowly lives than the little people who were watching the fight. The onlookers looked at the Iron Guards who were usually under the command of Prince Hogg, who were like legends and legends. They rolled on the ground like rascals. Their cries were even more miserable. They did not know what they were feeling in their hearts.

At this moment, the Iron Guards behind them all knew that this ghost-like man was completely different from the previous enemies. He was definitely not someone they could fight against. But at this time, it was already too late to escape. Not to mention... To the Iron Strike Guard, the outcome of escaping was definitely ten times more tragic than dying in battle.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky. The red kasaya in his hand was like a huge fan as it fiercely flew towards the fan that Mi Shenmeng had transformed into. It was like a huge red hand that wanted to grab Mi Shenmeng in its palm.

The remaining Iron Guards could be considered lucky as they had finally found their saviour. Kuiguang's face didn't look too good.

Because something had actually happened in secret just now. He didn't want to make a move, but he didn't change his mind at the last minute. It was at that moment that he heard Monk Wanda's voice transmission. "Lama, if you don't make a move, one of these Iron Guards will die. I will kill one of your disciples in the Lama Temple... "

Hearing this, Kuiguang had no other choice. Because this Monk Wanda could definitely do it. He wouldn't reason with anyone. With this, Kuiguang's attack could be considered as stopping Mi Shenmeng, who had caused a huge amount of damage as soon as he attacked.

It seemed like Mi Shenmeng wasn't completely unafraid of this great lama. The smoke that he had transformed into was about to reach the few prison carriages. After being disturbed by the great lama, he could only temporarily stop his advance. He stood on the ground once again. He was still wearing white clothes that were as white as snow, as if the massacre just now had nothing to do with him.

"Lama, are you also going to get involved in this mess? You have to know that this bowl of water is not something you can drink."

This young man, who was much younger than him, saw it so clearly. Lama Kuiguang was also a proud person. He was already angry enough just now, so how could he swallow this anger?

"Little benefactor, your mouth will make you suffer sooner or later. Today, I will represent your family's elders and teach you a lesson."

"Lama, lama, you look so delicate. Could it be that a big girl is pretending to be him? I just saw that you were flirting with that old man who doesn't know if he's an uncle or an aunt. Between you two... It seems like there must be a story that no one knows about. Come, tell me your story. "