Chapter 161

"Meng... Changqing?!"

Mo Xiaoyu was completely stunned.

The sword strike just now had actually been unleashed by Meng Changqing!

One had to know, this was Sword Twenty!

Only by mastering the "Great Expansion Twenty-Three Swords" to the Great Completion stage could one perform it!

Meng Changqing had actually already practiced it to Great Completion!

How long had it been since he obtained this sword manual?

Had it even been a month?

In the same amount of time, she was still at the introductory level.

Actually, strictly speaking, her progress was already very fast; after all, this was an incredibly profound Heaven-grade sword technique!

But compared to Meng Changqing.

The gap was just a bit too excessively large.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly had a feeling.

Perhaps this guy was the real Innate Sword Body, and she was the fake one!

Whoosh!

And in the next second, an even more horrifying scene occurred.

Demonic Qi rolled in.

Countless pitch-black iron chains appeared, extracting all three Heavenly Demons.

"Demonic Qi!"

Mo Xiaoyu was struck with terror.

Subconsciously, she wanted to draw her sword, thinking Meng Changqing had been possessed by a Heavenly Demon.

But she soon felt something was wrong.

Because the Demonic Qi on Meng Changqing was extremely pure, without any negative emotions, and was completely different from the Heavenly Demons.

Furthermore, if he had been possessed, she should be the one dead right now, not those three Heavenly Demons.

Though young, her brain was occasionally quite sharp.

"You didn't draw your sword? I thought you would take me for a Heavenly Demon."

Meng Changqing absorbed the three wisps of Heavenly Demon Qi, then turned around, a smile appearing on his cold face.

"Hmph!"

Mo Xiaoyu’s little face suddenly flushed red.

Because she discovered Meng Changqing was not wearing a shirt, revealing quite perfect muscle curves.

And at this moment, although Meng Changqing lacked his usual scholarly elegance, he was particularly attractive.

Especially that cold, stern face.

Those eyes as deep as the stars.

And the incredibly confident and domineering aura about him, as if no one in the world could stop him!

"What, hit the nail on the head, and don't know how to answer?"

Meng Changqing’s lips curled slightly.

"I do not!"

Mo Xiaoyu came back to her senses, hurriedly reining in her somewhat chaotic thoughts, and pouted, "By the way, why do you have Demonic Qi on you?"

"That’s a secret, and remember to keep it for me."

Meng Changqing raised a finger, making a shushing gesture.

"Then what’s in it for me?"

Mo Xiaoyu took the opportunity to extort him, her eyes sparkling.

"I saved your life, and I haven't even asked you for a reward yet."

Meng Changqing tapped Mo Xiaoyu’s forehead with his right hand.

Ouch~

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly covered it.

She was speechless.

It seemed that was a fair point.

"But since I am your Martial Uncle after all, I’ll give you something good to taste."

Meng Changqing took two wisps of Heavenly Demon Qi from his storage ring.

In any case, they were all going to the sect.

Letting Mo Xiaoyu have a taste in advance was no problem.

"What is this?"

Mo Xiaoyu was curious.

Naturally, she had never seen Heavenly Demon Qi, but the consciousness in her sea of consciousness emitted a feeling of longing.

Clearly, it was a good thing.

"Heavenly Demon Qi."

Meng Changqing said.

"Heavenly Demon Qi?!"

Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed.

She remembered her master mentioning before that this was the best cultivation resource for God-Connecting Realm martial artists!

It was just very difficult to extract.

She hadn't expected Meng Changqing to have some.

"Are you really giving it to me?"

Mo Xiaoyu rubbed her little hands together.

"Of course, but you have to call me Martial Uncle."

"Martial Uncle!"

Mo Xiaoyu didn't hesitate; she had already called him that many times anyway.

There was no longer much resistance in her heart.

"..."

Meng Changqing was speechless.

He had thought this girl would be coy for a long time, but he didn't expect her to compromise so quickly.

Boring.

He then handed the Heavenly Demon Qi to Mo Xiaoyu.

After Mo Xiaoyu absorbed it.

Her eyes were like bright lamps in the dark night.

She looked at Meng Changqing with bright, clear eyes.

"Martial Uncle, my good Martial Uncle, can you give me some more?"

After tasting the benefits, Mo Xiaoyu completely abandoned all shame, directly hugging Meng Changqing’s thigh.

She unleashed a child’s exclusive skill.

A pitiful look like a puppy.

A soft, sweet voice.

And shaking.

"I want more~"

Her cute, large eyes were full of lethality.

Even Meng Changqing was 'critically hit' by it.

He coughed lightly.

He 'disdainfully' threw down several more wisps; anyway, he no longer had any use for these first and second-level ones.

Mo Xiaoyu, however, was happy, her eyes squinting into crescents.

Boom!

However, at this moment, a terrifying aura swept over from afar!

Its pressure far exceeded any Heavenly Demon they had encountered before!

"Level five peak, then."

"A real big shot has arrived."

"It seems the recent slaughter has made such an existence completely unable to sit still."

Meng Changqing’s lips curled slightly.

He had long since lost count of exactly how many Heavenly Demons he had killed.

In any case, there were already more than ten level five early and mid-stage Heavenly Demons.

That was equivalent to more than ten God-Connecting Realm martial artists.

For any faction, this was a significant loss that could not be ignored!

Although the newcomer was aggressive and extremely powerful.

As long as it hadn't reached level six.

He wouldn't take it to heart.

Within the God-Connecting Realm, he was almost in an invincible state.

So, unlike others.

He hoped more such Heavenly Demons would come!

"Martial Uncle."

Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyu also changed her demeanor, her flushed little face instantly filled with gravity.

This was far more powerful than the Heavenly Demons from just before!

"Don't be afraid, go stay to the side."

Meng Changqing patted her little head.

And for the first time, Mo Xiaoyu did not resist.

"I can help."

Mo Xiaoyu said earnestly.

"Rest assured, in this realm, I am invincible."

A cold wind blew.

Meng Changqing’s black hair danced lightly.

A confident smile appeared on his handsome face.

It left Mo Xiaoyu stunned for a moment.

"All souls die upon entering the demonic land, blood-stained fingers cycle without rebirth."

A detached voice rang out between heaven and earth.

It also seemed to roll in from all directions.

At the same time.

Amidst the sky-filling Demonic Qi, a figure slowly appeared.

Wearing a black robe.

Hands behind his back.

His blood-red eyes seemed to hold a chill that could freeze the world.

A level five peak Heavenly Demon.

"My name is Duoming, human, you can bow your head to die."

The Heavenly Demon Duoming’s expression was detached, as if he had already judged Meng Changqing’s life and death.

"What realm are you in, and you're still reciting poetry?"

"Are you reciting your own epitaph in advance?"

Meng Changqing took a step forward, standing far apart from the Heavenly Demon.