Chapter 22 - Um... Would You Like to Be My Friend?

Chapter 22 - Um... Would You Like to Be My Friend?

Chapter 22: Um... Would You Like to Be My Friend?

As for the other two subordinates, there was nothing outstanding about them.

“Sharp-tongued and surrounded, yet still clueless about you impending doom.”

The expression on Heavenly Bronze Hand’s face turned slightly cold.

At the same time, his heart sank.

Actually, he had been observing this disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect all along. According to reason, when he appeared, this person should at least show a cautious expression.

After all, his cultivation was three levels higher than this person.

But there was none.

Nothing at all.

As calm as ever, and there was even a glimmer of light gradually appearing in his eyes.

He knew this kind of gaze very well.

It belonged to a hunter!

So everything could be explained.

This person wasn’t here to seek death, but rather had the confidence to deal with him!

Definitely not an ordinary disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect’s inner sect!

“Even if the herd is large, they are still sheep. Do you really think this bunch of sheep can stop me?” Meng Changqing said softly.

He twirled his sword with his right hand, and a faint sword hum echoed.

As soon as these words fell.

The surrounding bandits turned red with anger.

They, who had always been wolves, were actually called sheep by someone!

This was truly a great humiliation.

“Hmph, whether they’re sheep or wolves, it’s not up to you to decide.

“If you wish to duel with me one-on-one.

“Deal with them first!”

Heavenly Bronze Hand’s eyes turned cold.

He didn’t want to engage in a direct battle with Meng Changqing right away.

If all his subordinates died, then they would be gone.

At least he could consume some of this person’s strength.

At the same time, he could also observe this person’s tactics and find his flaws!

Facing the inner disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect, he couldn’t afford to be careless, even though his cultivation realm was higher than theirs.

“Attack!” Heavenly Bronze Hand ordered directly.

The other two subordinates immediately moved.

And the surrounding bandits also roared and rushed towards Meng Changqing.

In an instant, dust billowed.

However, Meng Changqing stood with his sword horizontally, and his left hand slowly brushed over the blade.

The next moment...

Boom!

The wind whistled, thunder exploded.

As for combat, Meng Changqing always preferred swift and decisive battles.

Even when a lion hunted a rabbit, it used all its strength. He didn’t like to hold back.

But he was aware of the power of the sword technique, so he didn’t fully unleash it. With Heavenly Bronze Hand’s strength, he shouldn’t die on the spot.

Arriving in front of the ancient tree.

At this moment, Heavenly Bronze Hand was indeed not dead, but he was in a critically injured and dying state.

His appearance was extremely miserable.

Covered in sword scars, blood flowing incessantly.

He struggled to lift his head.

Looking towards Meng Changqing, his eyes were full of disbelief.

“You actually comprehend... Sword Qi!”

‘Sword Qi’ was the essence of martial arts, an extremely mysterious existence.

It required long-term immersion in martial arts and extremely high comprehension to understand!

And once comprehended.

It was almost invincible at the same level, capable of easily surpassing levels.

He hadn’t expected to encounter someone like this one day!

And he was also standing on the opposite side!

Thinking of this, Heavenly Bronze Hand felt somewhat unwilling.

If it were an ordinary inner disciple, he would definitely not be so inferior!

But this was... Sword Qi!

Absolutely overwhelming!

“So this is the foundation of a major power? Even among the inner disciples, there can be such monstrous figures!”

Heavenly Bronze Hand stared at Meng Changqing’s face intently, as if he wanted to remember it forever.

“You’re dying.” Meng Changqing examined him carefully.

Although he had held back, the combination of Sword Steps, Wind and Thunder Sword Art, plus Sword Qi was still too powerful.

All the meridians in Heavenly Bronze Hand’s body were severed.

Now he was relying solely on his powerful cultivation and physique to support himself.

Hearing this, Heavenly Bronze Hand couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Was there even a need to say that?

Wasn’t it all because of you that it ended up like this?

“Since that’s the case, before you die, could you grant me a small request?”

Meng Changqing said very seriously.

His gaze was sincere.

Heavenly Bronze Hand was suddenly stunned, somewhat puzzled.

He was almost dead.

What use could there be?

“What request.” Heavenly Bronze Hand spoke.

Perhaps due to the wound, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his breath became even more feeble.

“That um... Would you like to be my friend?”