Chapter 69: Mang Jin Gang Leaves His Name in the Jianghu

Everyone rushed towards the Central Hall, following the path they had already scouted. Inside this passage, there was nothing but burning torches. Everyone moved with lightness skill, their footsteps very light. Qing Jing walked beside Meng Qi, his expression somewhat contorted. Meng Qi looked at him, not understanding why. After a long while, Meng Qi finally heard a few words from him. "Thanks for the reminder..." If it weren't for Meng Qi's astonishing hearing, he really wouldn't have heard that voice. After saying this, Qing Jing immediately leaped into the distance. Meng Qi shook his head, looking at his departing back, and continued to follow the main group. It wasn't in vain that he saved him. He still knew how to be grateful. As he thought this, the bullet screen in front of Meng Qi flashed again. Seeing this bullet screen, Meng Qi stumbled, almost falling. "Why is this Qing Jing so effeminate, like a girl?" "Hard to say, hard to say, could this be the 'female lead'?" "Look at his cautious, peeking gaze at Meng Qi, it's amazing..." "This must be what they call feigned reluctance, right..." Damn it... Meng Qi wanted to curse at this moment. He looked at the people sending the bullet screen, and as expected, it was Xiao Yan and Shi Jian! My sexual orientation is normal! Meng Qi felt like killing someone at this moment... He looked at the chat group, and the sky had fallen. Shi Jian had taken a photo of Qing Jing looking at him coyly from some angle. This was clearly Qing Jing's youthful Heart-Nature, unable to save face while apologizing to him. But Shi Jian's screenshot... Fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers, stabbing them in the back. The group smoothly arrived at the Central Hall, which was a palace-style hall, surrounded by passages connecting the plaza to various corners of the manor. The main door was open, and some flowers adorned the entrance of the hall. Dozens of people knelt in the hall, and on the throne sat a thin middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow Dragon robe. "We have been waiting for you for a long time!" The middle-aged man said majestically. The black-robed figures at his feet all turned around, their faces twisted, their eyes bloodshot. "Senior Brother!" "Junior Martial Uncle!" Cries erupted from among the Jianghu Martial Artists who had come to support them. Clearly, these black-robed figures were their relatives and friends, but they had been controlled by this man using a Mind-Stealing Pill! "Devil Head, what have you done to them?" someone cried out in grief. The thin middle-aged man stood up: "Do you still have any sense of hierarchy? How dare you roar at your lord father!" "They willingly transformed into beasts to be my vanguard. After I eliminate the rebels, I will surely ensure their descendants enjoy eternal prosperity and wealth!" This middle-aged man acted as if he was the only one in heaven and on earth. Meng Qi was already in a bad mood after being ridiculed by the people in the group. Seeing this guy acting so arrogant, his mood worsened. I won't allow anyone to speak louder than me, the man who has read the script! "What the hell are you pretending for?!" "Get over here and die for me!" Meng Qi stared disdainfully at the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, then crooked his finger at him. The middle-aged man was instantly stunned by the insult. This Martial Artist! So fierce with his words. "I am mandated by Heaven, and all overseas submit. You dare to insult me, die!" The middle-aged man reacted with great anger. As soon as his voice fell, the dozens of black-robed figures leaped out of the hall and pounced towards the crowd. "They all have strength close to the Aperture Opening Realm..." Jiang Zhiwei sighed, preparing to deal with these black-robed figures. Who knew Meng Qi would charge straight in! He swept his long sword, and countless terrifying Sword Qi raged out. In the blink of an eye, the figures of those black-robed people fell to the ground like shattered meat. "Senior Brother, Junior Martial Uncle..." The Martial Artists who had come to support them wailed. Originally, they thought these black-robed figures would be troublesome, as they were their former relatives and friends, and they couldn't bring themselves to act. But now there was no need to hesitate. Because their relatives and friends had already become pieces. Everyone subconsciously swallowed, looking at Meng Qi in horror. This young monk looked innocent, with red lips and white teeth. But his moves were so ferocious. At this moment, Meng Qi exuded a terrifying aura. He glared fiercely at the middle-aged man in the yellow robe. I can't beat the people in the group, but I can't beat you?! He tapped his toe, and the floor beneath him instantly turned to dust. He shot out, and before the middle-aged man in the yellow robe could react, Meng Qi pressed him down by his head and slammed him hard onto the throne behind him. "Bang!" A tremor sounded. "Damn it, I dare you to pretend again..." Meng Qi said fiercely. The middle-aged man in the yellow robe was stunned, and Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and the others were also stunned! This terrifying Physical Body Cultivation. So barbaric. One force breaks all methods... "Presumptuous..." The middle-aged man in the yellow robe struggled and slammed his hand hard onto Meng Qi's body. He Cultivated a martial art similar to Iron Sand Palm, and his hands were trained like iron palms, possessing the powerful Divine Might to break stone tablets! But such a terrifying blow, after hitting Meng Qi's body, was like falling into a muddy swamp, with no effect! "How is this possible..." He cried out in surprise. "Are you tickling me?" Meng Qi held his head and smashed it repeatedly onto the chair behind him. The middle-aged man in the yellow robe's pupils constricted, his eyes filled only with deep fear and disbelief. His expression froze on his face, and his life force gradually faded. Zhang Yuanshan and the others watched with their own eyes as an Aperture Opening Realm expert, who had opened at least six Apertures, was beaten to death by Meng Qi! They all widened their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief. Although they came with Meng Qi... Before this, they were not very familiar with Meng Qi. They only knew that Meng Qi was a handyman monk at Shaolin Temple. Could a handyman monk have such strength? "The Hidden Emperor Manor Lord has died, main mission complete, each person awarded fifty good deeds, return!" The voice of the Lord of Reincarnation sounded in everyone's ears. Then, Meng Qi, who was displaying great Divine Might, suddenly felt his vision go dark, and then he couldn't see anything. Having completed the Reincarnation Space mission, the Lord of Reincarnation was pulling them back to the Reincarnation Space. Although his eyes couldn't see, Meng Qi could vaguely hear some voices in his ears. These were the voices of Ge Zhuangzhu and other Martial Forest Martial Artists... "Hiss, this young monk Zhen Ding's body tempering skill is truly terrifying. I originally thought his sword art was extraordinary, but who knew his body tempering skill was also so strong!" "This fighting style is so reckless. The Buddhist sect has the Wrathful Vajra, and young monk Zhen Ding lives up to the name of Vajra..." "If he roams the Jianghu in the future, the Jianghu will surely gain a 'Mang Jin Gang'!" "Indeed, indeed, Mang Jin Gang killed the Hidden Emperor Manor Lord, saving the Jianghu from distress. His great name will surely resound throughout the entire Jianghu..." "Mang Jin Gang is invincible..." Listening to the faint words in his ear, Meng Qi felt as if he had lost all his strength and means.