The hall was silent, the vast majority of people did not know Meng Qi at all, and they did not dare to believe that someone as reckless and arrogant as this would appear. Who do you want to challenge? It's a top-notch master of Jiugong who can rank in the entire Hanhai!

  Where did this idiot come from?

  Wang Hong was even more inconceivable, he had exchanged blows with Meng Qi, from his movements, strength, agility and swordsmanship, he had at most opened four apertures, at this age it could be considered comparable to the direct lineage of a major sect, after all, there were always exceptions, who would have thought that he had the confidence to challenge Yuan Meng's eldest son?

  He had previously used Yuan Meng to mock Meng Qi, purely to provoke him into challenging other famous horses, and at that time, he would offend everyone and be killed on the spot. In any case, he never thought that this little kid called Xiao Meng would dare to directly challenge Yuan Meng!

  For a moment, he thought he was dreaming.

  But he soon came to his senses and looked at Meng Qi's eyes as if looking at a madman, being arrogant also has to have a limit!

  In the past, so many unruly new bandits didn't do things beyond their abilities, especially when their abilities were directly reflected on the spot, rather than being reflected in posthumous revenge.

  So they dare to ambush their opponents in places where fighting is prohibited, dare to kill the leader of the horse thieves who has other powerful masters protecting him, dare to draw their swords and start killing without considering the consequences.

  However, when the gap in strength between the two sides becomes a chasm, they may become arrogant, or they may strive to grow stronger, or they may resort to underhanded tactics, but they will absolutely not dare to challenge each other head-on!

  What's the use of having a great reputation if one is dead?

  Today, Wang Hong saw the "newly promoted horse bandit" that he had never seen in his life. In order to make a name for himself, he actually dared to challenge Yuan Meng Lao Da? Did he think that Yuan Meng Lao Da was a gentle and honest person who would stop at a certain point when fighting?

  Foolish and arrogant people always die quickly…… Wang Hong suddenly let out a breath of relief, previously being stared at by this kind of person made him feel somewhat nervous, just like having a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, staring silently at himself, waiting for an opportunity.

  But now everything will be in the past.

  Zhūyá shē de biǎo qíng gèng shì fēng fù, yòu jīng yà yòu máng rán yòu hài pà, zhè xiǎo zǐ jìng rán zhēn de zhàn chū lái tiāo zhàn yuán mèng zhī le? Yuán mèng lǎo dà, wǒ néng shuō zì jǐ bù rèn shí tā ma?

  He is now extremely regretful, with a heart full of pain, wondering how he could have been blinded by momentary greed and brought this wolf-like guy into his own team.

  No, when a wolf faces an unbeatable opponent, it will choose to retreat and go around, but he is completely brainless and hard-headed!

  "Wait, how should I explain this..." Zhong Ya Xi was extremely vexed as he thought about the problem. If it weren't for the fact that they were in a crowded area and there was no chaos, he would have wanted to escape directly!

  Should I go out and stop him, try to salvage the situation, or pretend not to know him?

  He thought in a muddle, Gong Shaoyue was the same, Xiao Meng looked so handsome and good-looking, how could he be such an idiot? Was it just a piece of skin?

  Just as Zhong Ya was about to make up his mind, stand out and pull back Xiao Meng, apologize with a smile, interrupting the dangerous situation, Bai Bu Bao Tou's Dou Mo stood out and said coldly: "You also want to challenge Big Brother? First pass my level."

  If you want to challenge Yuan Meng, just go ahead and challenge him. What are your subordinates for?

  However, he didn't underestimate him either. This kid dared to come out and challenge, no matter what, he had some real skills, so it was better for him to take care of it himself rather than letting other ordinary brothers take the risk - this face-to-face challenge would be very embarrassing if Yuan Meng's side didn't have anyone to respond.

  Of course, if it weren't in public, and it's a matter of face, the usual approach to such challengers is: swarm them, and cut them down!

  Yuan Meng's expression didn't change, playing with the golden wine cup in his hand, but in his heart he was extremely angry, this was a kind of anger that came from being offended by someone who had overstepped their authority and violated his dignity.

  Moreover, he was also a daredevil back then, who dared to kill his opponents on the streets of Fisherman's Wharf, and dared to take the risk of being hunted down for thousands of miles. He would strike without hesitation, killing those with deep backgrounds with one slap, but no matter what, he had never challenged those leaders who were far more powerful than him until he grew up to this point and dared to come knocking on their doors.

  What does he think he is?

  Of course, as a person of great prestige, Yuan Meng suppressed his urge and did not take the stage himself, giving Du Mo a gaze full of praise and hidden majesty.

  As Meng Qi walked out, Zhen Hui's expression changed slightly before being suppressed, and her face returned to its usual calm and determined state.

  Meng Qi's face was expressionless, and he said coldly, "Are you worthy?"

  Wow, the crowd was in an uproar. A thirty-year-old bandit who could open seven apertures was extremely rare in the vast ocean, unless it was a powerful figure like An Guo Xie. But Duan Mo was one of the few among the rare ones, his martial arts came from his tribe, and his strength came from the blood on his knife!

  How can you look down on someone like this?

  This ignorant little brat! Madman! Does he think it's a big deal just because he had some unusual encounters?

  Having gone through many things, Meng Qi's temperament appears mature, looking like he is seventeen or eighteen years old. At this age, in a large sect, having opened four apertures would already be considered an excellent disciple! In the weakly transmitted Ma Bandit, that is almost synonymous with having obtained a rare opportunity!

  Doumo suppressed the anger in his heart, walked slowly down the stairs, and was about to say a few words of courtesy before taking action to torture the little guy in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, Meng Qi suddenly moved, swift as a mad wind, his body like a ghostly apparition, directly flashing past Doumo's side, drawing out a dark red long knife, and rushing towards Yuanmengzhi.

  Although unexpected, reaction was slow for a moment, but as one of the seven apertures opened, with keen ears and eyes, he still didn't let his guard down, swinging his sword horizontally to defend himself from being ambushed and also blocking Meng Qi.

  The blade cut through Meng Qi, but it was like hitting a bubble shadow, and with a burst, it shattered and disappeared without a trace.

  Everyone was shocked and angry, normally they wouldn't be affected by such illusions, but this time it was too sudden, no time to distinguish, could only act on feeling, and ended up being deceived!

  He sheathed his sword and covered himself completely, feeling uneasy in his heart. He thought to himself that this kid might be a Half-Step Nascent Soul, but his age made it impossible!

  "Watch out, big brother!" he blurted out.

  Meng Qi's figure appeared in mid-air, his spirit and will completely merging into the Red Sun Town's evil sword.

  He deceived Du Mo with illusions, but Yuan Mengzhi was slightly surprised and unaffected. He was self-sufficient and always maintained his peak state, so he wasn't deceived by the illusions.

  That's right, if there weren't some small tricks, how could An Guo be killed?

  He suddenly realized Meng Qi's identity, his heart was certain, he stretched out both hands, ready to grasp the sword, except for hallucinations, from this kid's movements and momentum, it's just a four-star at most!

  Yu Mengzhi's hands were thick and broad, without the usual roughness and scars of a horse thief. They seemed to be carved from green jade, glowing with a soft light.

  For these hands, Yuan Mengzhi was very satisfied. Che Liang, the famous horse team leader, had always been arrogant and looked down on others. His 36-style knife skills were exquisite, and he dominated the surrounding oasis. However, his neck was snapped by these hands. "Cold Moon Sword" Cheng Guang, a top-ranked master of the Nine Apertures, chased and killed someone with eight apertures for nearly a thousand miles, but ultimately met the same end - his neck was also snapped by these hands. Wu Chenzi, the legitimate heir of the Northern Zhou Dynasty's Nan Shan Sect, hated evil and sought justice for others. With his seven-aperture skills, he challenged Yuan Mengzhi, despite being suppressed to the point of struggling to breathe. Still, his neck was snapped by these hands.

  Today, I will cut off the neck of the orthodox successor of the world's greatest martial arts!

  Don't look at him carrying a curved knife, but what's really formidable is this pair of "jade hands"!

  The knife shines brightly, neither bright nor dim, neither dazzling nor strange, like the red dust of a street alley.

  Looking at the flash of the knife, Zhong Ya thought of his wife and children who were brutally killed in the horse bandit fire, feeling both resentful and despondent, wanting to avenge and leave the horse bandit's "line" once and for all. Gong Sha Yue remembered her former self, loving to laugh and have fun, waiting for the day she would marry a man of her dreams, but after being kidnapped by the horse bandits, her happy life was shattered...

  Everyone has their own sorrow and their own unerasable heart knot!

  When the dark red blade lighted up, the whole hall was silent, as if everyone had become stupid.

  Yuan Meng's eyes flickered and suddenly Zhen Luo appeared in front of him, wearing a black eye mask.

  He stood with his hands behind him, proudly standing tall, making himself look exceptionally small as he crouched on the ground.

  "I know you're a wolf, can't be tamed, will bite the master, but I'm not afraid. You'll never catch up with me, in front of me, you'll always be a dog." Ze Luo said coldly, "Now it's just a matter of whether you have the ability to get dog food or not."

  Lift your head, at this angle, Luo Ju appears exceptionally tall and majestic, making himself feel ashamed and inferior, as if he were a god or a heavenly demon, unable to resist, powerless to resist, can only surrender!

  This fear emanated from the depths of his heart, so real that it was like thunder exploding in his ears, making him unable to help but tremble all over, his hands shaking.

  Meng Qi's left hand had a bulging purple vein, and the people in the great hall felt an overwhelming pressure, as if the gods were descending upon the world and heavenly thunder was punishing evil. They found it hard to resist, trembling with fear, and forgot about their previous entanglements, their minds going blank.

  The raindrops fell, hitting his body and causing a sharp pain. Gu Changqing hastily left Lao Cao's hotel and returned to the courtyard, lest he arouse Wu Yong's suspicion.

  Suddenly, a burst of light exploded, and the entire Fish Sea was as bright as daylight. Gu Changqing subconsciously raised his head, only to see the electric snakes dancing wildly in the sky, entwining together into a silver-white lightning bolt as thick as a water bucket, carrying an aura of utmost righteousness and majesty, directly striking the City Lord's Manor!

  Rumble!

  After the lightning, it was a deafening roar that made Gu Changqing shiver and escape from that heavenly punishment.

  "It's raining, thundering..." He muttered to himself what Meng Qi hummed before.

  Inside Lao Cao's hotel, Xie and others looked out the window at the sky, staring at that heart-pounding silver-white electric snake.

  No one said a word because it was completely unexpected and everyone was full of shock!

  No!

  A sharp aura pierced through his body, Yuan Mèng Zhī woke up from the illusion brought by "Duan Qing Jing" with a loud roar, and just as he was about to defend against the incoming slash of the monk's knife.

  Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a thick, unimaginably large silver-white lightning bolt burst through the roof, striking the sword hilt, sizzling and wrapping around it, cutting everything down!

  His line of sight was a dazzling white expanse, and all he could see were countless electric snakes dancing about, his hands pressed directly onto them.

  Rumble!

  The thunder shook his ears, stunning his heart and soul. Yuan Mengzhi felt a deep sense of regret in his heart, but how could human power block the mighty force of heaven at such close range?

  Location shooting?!!

  This was his last thought.