Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 120 (Subscription)

Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan have fought against each other many times, and he knows that this cheap younger brother is very talented in martial arts, and his combat experience and talent are also extraordinary, so he focuses all his attention on Sun Chuanxing.

He had dealt with this son of the Sun family a long time ago. The manor outside the city and the outskirts were attacked by the warriors under Sun Chuanxing's hands. Although he was not the one who ordered it, it still has something to do with it.

Later, from Sun Chuanshan and those warriors, he learned that Sun Chuanxing, an heir who was not prominent in the Sun family, but was obviously cultivated, paid more attention to it.

In terms of ability, the other party acts like a hero, and there are quite a few children from small families who follow him in the city. Needless to say, at this moment, it seems that his martial arts are actually quite commendable.

When Meng Chuan rushed towards Sun Chuanxing, he shook his sidehand at his waist, and suddenly threw out a three-foot-long soft sword that seemed to be tied around his waist before. It was extremely secretive and unexpected.

But after infusing inner strength, the originally soft soft sword instantly stretched straight, showing its sharpness, piercing the air, and piercing Meng Chuan's eyebrows at a tricky angle. Even if Ling Rui's aura is far away, he can still feel it. .

"Good swordsmanship."

Meng Chuan, who was in the midst of the game, felt the strongest. The tingling between his eyebrows made him highly concentrated. The internal force in his body filled his whole body. He clenched his fist with his backhand, and smashed the iron fist full of internal energy towards the blade of the soft sword like a shooting star. come down.

Whether it's the strength, the grasp of the sword moves, or the timing of the shots, they are all impeccable.

It's just that the soft sword used by Sun Chuanxing was even more tricky and vicious. When the iron fist was about to hit the sword, the internal force poured into Qishan suddenly withdrew, and the sword body instantly changed from straight to soft and swaying, with afterimages, and instantly bypassed the horizontal Instead, the iron fist that hit him was like a rope, wrapping around his arm.

It is conceivable that if this soft sword really wraps around Meng Chuan's arm, and then moves with exquisite swordsmanship and internal strength, his arm will definitely be abolished.

Meng Chuan remained calm in the face of danger, his eyes were bright as if there were two suns revolving in them, he could see the trajectory of the sword with incomparable precision, turned his fists into fingers, and after infusing his internal strength, it was comparable to steel, and he used it to refer to guns, and moved towards the sword Lu's erratic point of the soft sword made a move of Danfeng Chaoyang's spear technique.

There was a sound of ding, the sound of air bursting, and the soft sword was like iron skin, and it was collapsed and whirled in an instant. Under the action of huge inertia, the sword turned back towards Sun Chuanxing, and it was a thrilling moment.

If Sun Chuanxing reacted a little slower, his throat would be cut off by this sword, and his blood would splatter like a spring and he would die.

However, it is obvious that his swordsmanship is not shallow. When he twisted his wrist, the soft sword made a smooth sound of bombardment, tore through the air, and cut viciously towards Meng Chuan's right wrist...

In just a few moves, the two could be described as thrillingly fighting, one mistake, maybe life and death could be separated.

Meng Zhao watched from the sidelines, substituting Meng Chuan's perspective. If it was him, how should he deal with this insidious and weird soft sword technique? comprehend.

And he also saw through this short fight that Sun Chuanxing's internal strength should not be as deep as Meng Chuan's, and his martial arts foundation is not as solid as Meng Chuan's. It's just that the swordsmanship is too weird and mysterious to be able to compete with Meng Chuan for the time being.

When Meng Chuan fully understands the opponent's soft sword's routines and flaws, Sun Chuanxing will undoubtedly lose.

And in the final analysis, Meng Chuan's personal talent is too outstanding, like the traces and patterns of soft sword moves, Meng Zhao can only see four or five points, and there is still some possibility of dodging. If you want to be as accurate as him If you hit the blade of the sword and use offense instead of defense, there is little hope.

However, Meng Zhao is not discouraged. His current aptitude and talent, strictly speaking, can only be said to be middle-of-the-road, or even slightly inferior.

The reason why he showed fast practice speed, extraordinary combat power, like a genius, is most likely due to the initial skill obtained by being empowered, the sky mirror to improve martial arts, and the later earth spirit beads to improve internal strength and so on.

Only when the dragon body is awakened, or even the complete Ziyuan dragon body, can one catch up with all the geniuses and wizards in terms of talent.

Meng Zhao was looking forward to it.

Set aside a focus on the battle between Meng Chuan and Sun Chuanxing as a countermeasure, Meng Zhao then set his sights on other battlefields.

The Battle of the Four Great Innates has turned into two battlefields at this time, and the fight is inextricable.

Meng Hongdao and Heisha Hand Ou Lin fought and walked along the rocky area in the northeast. The black python formed by the black gas and the fire phoenix formed by the flames fought endlessly. However, it can be seen that the black gas transformed into The black python that was made was only exhausted and completely powerless to fight back.

Wang Tianlei and the black-faced, crouching-browed Ran Hui fought all the way to the southwest. The second butler of the Meng family was like a thunder god, with blue currents lingering all over his body, showing masculine and fierce strength in his strikes, and also turning orange Olin, possessed by the rainbow light, was so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his head.

Meng Zhao was also an eye-opener.

Due to the increasingly close connection between the masters of the innate realm and the vitality of heaven and earth, they can exert influence on the vitality and produce phantoms of vitality.

Faxiang has three levels, virtual appearance, real appearance, and spiritual appearance, and its power is progressive. It does not correspond to the three innate realms, but is purely related to one's understanding and enlightenment of the martial arts learned.

What's more, it directly represents one's own martial arts path.

For example, the Chiqi Order, Meng Hongdao concretized it into a fire phoenix, while Meng Jizu condensed the Vermillion Bird Dharma, and its power was still higher than that of the fire phoenix.

Of course, this kind of dharma appearance is actually just an appearance, and the essence is the illusion of true energy and vitality, so it does not mean that the black python must be weak, and there are not a few people who swallow dragons and phoenixes.

And as the innate battle circle drew away, Meng Zhao didn't dare to follow behind to watch the battle rashly, so as not to be disadvantageous to himself, so he turned his attention to the warriors fighting on both sides.

The Meng family had the samurai who originally guarded the convoy, and the fifty well-trained masters brought by Meng Zhao and the others, it can be said that they had the upper hand, although it was only for a short time, the situation was already overwhelming.

But in this situation, there was an abnormality that caught Meng Zhao's attention.

I saw that it was the battle circle next to the third cart. There were seven warriors from the Meng family besieging a warrior from the Sun family, but they were obviously outstretched and could only resist with all their strength.
Five of them still used the formation of the ancient battle formation. If not, they would have been killed long ago.

The man was covered with a mask, so he couldn't see his appearance and age clearly, but he was tall and straight, somewhat similar to Meng Zhao.

He wields a long saber, which is not a magic weapon, even worse than a hundred-refined fine saber. Judging by the number of saber techniques, it is ordinary, and it is not an exquisite martial art.

But this person is strong because of his excellent eyesight and keen sense of smell.

Every time a knife is struck, it must be cut at the weak point of the Meng family's warriors' defense, and the distribution of force is balanced, and no sliver of energy will be wasted.

Simple perfection, but even more rare.

This dazzling performance directly made Meng Zhao's eyes shine.

If the age is not old, this person may have the potential to impact the innate in the future.

(End of this chapter)