Chapter 389 The Prophecy Comes True

In the desert, the drizzle gently caressed the sand dunes.

Meng Xing reached out to the old Taoist priest in the deep pit.

Zhang Laodao gained Meng Xing's respect.

Relying only on spiritual arts, he determined his S-level combat power with his C-level talent achievement. He was a true practitioner who dared to fight against the sky.

He managed the public security of Xia for decades with his own strength, and the awakened people in the folk surrendered. He was a real person in power who cared about the world.

Before the old Taoist priest took action, he said that if he won, he would not kill Meng Xing.

In his opinion, it was just a different position.

In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, Meng Xing was a radical.

Is Meng Xing really a radical?

Is he really cleaning up monsters for the people of the world?

If he hadn't left a note for himself before he lost his memory, which said that he must go to war with monsters, would he still fight against monsters?

Meng Xing himself didn't know.

But this didn't prevent Meng Xing from respecting Zhang Laodao.

At least, if he hadn't continued the luck of Xia, he might have been eaten by monsters as soon as he came in.

Or enter a terrible era like the zombie crisis or the apocalypse crisis.

Meng Xing thinks that both the old Taoist priest and the Buddhist priest are good people.

Zhang Laodao looked at Meng Xing in surprise, and then a smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand with relief, waiting for Meng Xing to pull him up.

The moment Meng Xing grabbed Zhang Laodao's hand, purple energy was transmitted from Meng Xing's hand into Zhang Laodao's body.

Zhang Laodao widened his eyes in horror, his mouth slightly opened, and his heart was full of shock!

President, are you healing yourself?

At this moment, a cold rebuke came.

"Damn it! Take your hand away!"

The sharp sword energy came from the opened space wormhole and slashed at Meng Xing's hand.

Meng Xing turned around and waved his hand, and a green flame swept away.

The sword energy split the green flame and cut the corner of Meng Xing's clothes.

Meng Xing looked at the woman in front of him with interest.

The white-clothed long sword, the momentum is not bad, is this the legendary sword saint?

The sword saint is graceful, like a fairy descending to the earth.

Standing in the air, her skirt fluttered in the wind.

She made a hand gesture, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword trembled slightly, and then the sword light stabbed towards Meng Xing like lightning.

Meng Xing did not avoid it, and calmly watched the long sword stabbing at his forehead.

The move that defeated Zhang Laodao almost used up his spiritual power.

If he had fighting power, he still had some, but not much.

Anyway, it would be difficult to deal with an S-level, and it would be even more difficult to deal with a sword saint.

If you can't beat him, just run away, it's not shameful to return to the night watch world.

He wanted to take a closer look at this person who had been guarding the emperor for eighty years, what kind of person was he.

Zhang Laodao shouted in panic:

"Don't do it, don't do it, fellow Taoist Qingling, don't be impulsive!"

The sharp sword stopped less than an inch in front of Meng Xing's forehead.

Sword Saint Tong Qingling glanced at Zhang Laodao:

"You are not dead yet?"

Zhang Laodao took the tattered Taoist robe from the ground and put it on his body:

"I, a poor Taoist, will not die with my evil disciple by my side.

It's just that my injuries are too severe. I can't use my supernatural powers without a hundred or eighty years of recuperation."

The evil disciple is immortal. Zhang Laodao has the power of the evil disciple. Unless his life span is exhausted, he will not die even if his injuries are serious.

It's just like what Zhang Laodao said.

The price of his action this time is that he can't fight for a hundred years.

For Zhang Laodao's age, a hundred years is enough to die.

In other words, Zhang Laodao is afraid that he will never be able to participate in battle again in this life.

Tong Qingling showed a trace of pity in his eyes.

Although Zhang Laodao said it easily, a top strong man suddenly became an ordinary person, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Tong Qingling snorted coldly:

"It's good that you won't die. It seems that Feng Zhenghao lied to me."

Except for scolding Meng Xing when she first appeared, Tong Qingling has not said a word to Meng Xing until now.

In the eyes of this female swordsman, it seems that there is only Zhang Laodao in the world.

That's right, a woman who likes to travel around the world, why would she guard the emperor for eighty years with a sense of justice?

Maybe the reason why the female swordsman was willing to do so was because of Zhang Laodao.

Zhang Laodao sat back on the ground weakly and said to Meng Xing:

"You won, I won't ask about the matter of conquering monsters anymore.

There are three evil disciples in the office, I will send someone to send them to you."

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows slightly.

So generous?

At this moment, a space wormhole suddenly opened behind Meng Xing.

Feng Zhenghao, full of resentment, drilled out of the wormhole like a devil, condensed the dark power in his hands, and grabbed Meng Xing's back heavily.

Everything happened in a flash, it happened too suddenly!

The Sword Master had no time to react, and Zhang Laodao had no time to warn him.

Everything fulfilled Meng Shuang's prediction.

'When my brother was fighting with that bad uncle, an old Taoist priest came to stop him, and an auntie helped. In the end, that bad uncle attacked my brother, and my brother died. '

If you look at the picture, it is indeed the case, but there are also big differences.

The bad uncle in Meng Shuang's mouth is Feng Zhenghao, who was tricked by Zhang Laodao to come to Xia Country.

The auntie who helped is the Sword Master, who came to save Zhang Laodao, not to be an enemy of Meng Xing.

Feng Zhenghao, who returned to the battlefield to attack Meng Xing, was not the real Feng Zhenghao, he was a puppet controlled by the emperor.

Did Meng Xing really die as predicted?

At this moment, Meng Xing's condition could not withstand Feng Zhenghao's full-strength attack.

Fortunately, the moment Meng Xing saw the Sword Saint coming, he remembered Meng Shuang's prophecy.

Feng Zhenghao was waiting for an opportunity to ambush him, and Meng Xing was also waiting for this moment.

If he didn't give Feng Zhenghao the opportunity to show his head, how could he bury Feng Zhenghao?

A second before Feng Zhenghao's claws touched Meng Xing, a dark door opened behind Meng Xing.

The fierceness in Feng Zhenghao's eyes became dazed, and his full-strength attack was all sucked away by the black door.

Meng Xing looked back indifferently, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!

He saw blood on Feng Zhenghao's retracted claws!

Two figures rushed out of the dark door.

Ling Tong and Ye Yunyun grabbed Feng Zhenghao with lightning speed.

Under Ling Tong's brute force, no matter how Feng Zhenghao struggled or how he roared, he could not escape the bondage.

Meng Xing glanced at Ye Yunyun, she was not injured.

Ling Tong is Bai Jue, it is impossible for it to have blood.

Meng Xing looked at the gate and saw Huang Jie slowly walking out of the dark gate. There was a black hole in his abdomen and blood was flowing.

The puppet controlled by Long Live the Emperor had some of the power of Long Live the Emperor.

This S-level full-strength attack, even in the space gate, Huang Jie also suffered unacceptable damage.

Huang Jie stood straight and did not dare to embarrass Meng Xing in such an occasion.

After a long time, Huang Jie was no longer the arrogant and domineering gangster who tried to bully Meng Xing.

The power of the Soul Soul Fruit in Meng Xing's hand covered Huang Jie.

The Soul Soul Fruit has the ability to consume life to heal injuries.

But the power of the Soul Soul Fruit can't heal Huang Jie's injuries at all.

There is an evil power in Huang Jie's abdomen, corroding Huang Jie's abdomen.

Even the power of the Soul Soul Fruit was corroded cleanly.

This is definitely not the power that Feng Zhenghao should have!

This breath is very familiar. Meng Xing thought about it briefly and remembered it immediately.

Long Live the Emperor!

The incarnation of Long Live the Emperor once fought with Meng Xing in Meng Xing’s courtyard!