A one-armed monk was lying in a pool of blood gasping for air. He was breathing out more than he was breathing in. It was obvious that he was about to die soon! Pu Jinyuan was also slumped on the ground at this moment. A bleeding wound on his thigh showed injury. However, Pu Jinyuan did not pay too much attention, but looked anxiously at Meng Zhao and the four men who were fighting not far away. nineteen.
"Clang, clang, clang," the sound of weapons handing over continued. Meng Zhao and Forty-Nine fought for several rounds before taking the opportunity to retreat. Although they only fought for a few rounds, both of them had several wounds left on their bodies. However, in the blink of an eye, the wounds on Forty-Nine's body were healed. It was obvious that he had practiced good recovery skills. However, Meng Zhao did not use the Zhunti Self-Cultivating Skill to recover the injury. First, he did not know about the Zhunti Self-Cultivating Skill here. The second reason is to let Forty-Nine relax his vigilance.
As expected, Forty-Nine fell into the trap. Seeing that Meng Zhao's wounds had not recovered, he said with some relief, "In my eyes, you can become my opponent! It's a pity that you don't seem to have the skills to practice recovery, and you only rely on vitality." Come and repair the wound, you will be defeated by me sooner or later!"
Pu Jinyuan had recovered a lot at this moment, so he shouted, "Brother Zhong! Didn't your master teach you the Quanti Self-cultivation Technique? This is the most extensive recovery technique in our Zhinan Alliance, and it is also the most practical technique!"
Meng Zhao suddenly felt confident after hearing this, but he did not use it but said helplessly, "My master has been training my physical strength, so he planned to teach it to me when I was in the Taoist realm, but I didn't expect..." Pu Jin Yuan also became anxious, "This is not good for you! Even if I use the jade slip to teach you the Zhunti self-cultivation skill now, you won't be able to understand it immediately."
Meng Zhao said righteously, "Don't worry, these villains who command sneak attacks will only become my defeated generals!" "Arrogant!" Hearing Meng Zhao's words, Forty-nine roared, and then he flashed, The next moment, he was in front of Meng Zhao, and at the same time, he was attacking with a sword!
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!" Meng Zhao blocked Forty-Nine's attacks one after another. After Forty-Nine's continuous attacks, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He stood aside and looked at Meng Zhao with a mocking face. Meng Zhao didn't know that Forty-Nine 9. Why is this happening? But then there was a clicking sound. Meng Zhao looked at the knife he picked up in his hand. At this moment, the cracks in the blade were filled, and it was obvious that it could no longer be used.
Pu Jinyuan and the other three were also surprised, while Pu Jinyuan said anxiously, "Brother Zhong! Can you use a sword? The sword of that cult disciple is a magical weapon. The sword you just used is just a top-grade mortal weapon. It can It’s not bad to have persisted under his magic weapon for so long!”
Meng Zhao did not answer, but clenched the handle of the knife and shook it, and the fragmented blade instantly fell to the ground. Forty-nine looked at Meng Zhao's move and mocked, "What's wrong? Are you planning to admit defeat?" However, Before the mocking look on Forty-Nine's face disappeared, a ray of light spread from the handle of the knife in Meng Zhao's hand, and finally a blade made of vitality was formed.
Seeing this scene, Forty-Nine was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "What? You just want to use this vitality knife to defeat me?" Then he rushed directly towards Meng Zhao without any skills. . Looking at the sword tip getting closer and closer, Meng Zhao didn't pay attention, but directly blocked it with the blade of the sword.
Between breaths, there was a close fight. What was surprising was that the tip of Forty-Nine's sword touched the back of the sword and could not go any further! Forty-nine was also extremely surprised by this scene, as if he didn't believe it, he tried to stab the vitality knife through, but it was of no use. Apart from pushing Meng Zhao completely backward, there was no result.
Just when Forty-Nine was about to cut off the vitality sword, a ray of electricity rushed towards Forty-Nine's body along the long sword, and suddenly there was a smell of burning hair.
