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Chapter 385 Means (for Subscription)

Meng Zhao didn't stop after knocking the three of them into the air, and when he landed, he made palms with both hands, as white as jade, and pressed one left and one right in front of the foreheads of the two tall horses.

Exhale and make a sound, the body is like a bow, the viscera make the sound of the belly of the toad, the muscles of the whole body are violent, and at the same time resisting the impact of the two horses running forward, they exert their strength suddenly.

He has already used the method of concentrating strength learned from Yang Jiuchu, and the energy accumulation of Mang Chan Swallowing the Moon Kungfu. After combining them, the explosive power is extremely amazing.

Immediately, the two tall horses with pure black coats, strong bodies, and slender limbs were thrown several meters into the air by a divine force. The figure flew backwards.

All of a sudden, the people following these three fighters were blocked one after another. One martial artist was almost killed by a heavy object flying across, and the other three were injured by heavy blows, vomiting blood and flying back, filled with fear. .

There were also five people who reacted quickly and escaped with Qinggong in advance, but the horses under them did not have this ability. The former was smashed and the latter was blocked, but they had no time to stop and fell one after another. Absolutely.

After completing these actions, Meng Zhao centered on his right foot, twisted and lifted, turned over and jumped up at the same time, with his legs spread apart, directly landed on the back of the last surviving horse, and his feet were inserted into the stirrups accurately. within.

And he pulled up the rein, and clamped his feet through the stirrups hard, a huge force exploded, and under the pain, the horse sprayed foam and mist from its mouth, let out a reverberating cry, and moved forward. run over.

It seems that he didn't realize that he had changed his master, and it seemed that he had discovered it, but he was powerless to resist.

Meng Zhao rode around for a while, then turned around and ran towards the skeptical warriors.

He could tell that this group of people might have excellent martial arts skills, but they really weren't ready for an immediate battle.

First of all, they are not proficient in riding. They can only say that they can ride horses. Most of them are able to gallop because they have achieved martial arts, physical strength, balance, and reactions that surpass ordinary people.

But when it comes to the unity of man and horse, people borrow horsepower to increase their combat power by a few points, but it is impossible to do it at all.

Secondly, the weapons used by these people are all short blades, most of them are swords, a few have steel whips, water splinters, etc., and none of them use long blades.

In this way, the advantage of fighting with horses is reduced by a few points.

If it was replaced by those masters who are good at using long swords, superb riding skills, know how to borrow strength, and even form formations, it is not impossible for Meng Zhao to achieve the same result, but it will take more energy and means. Quite a few.

In other words, this group of warriors may be very powerful in martial arts, but when they fight on horseback, they tie their hands and feet and weaken their ability to fight flexibly.

Following Meng Zhao's charge on horseback, those warriors who had broken free from their panic were also fearless.

Many ants killed elephants. Although Meng Zhao's martial arts were powerful, he gave them a big blow, but one person's strength is limited after all, so how can he be a match for so many of them?
What's more, since the Lei family chose them to besiege and kill Meng Zhao, it was naturally because they were superior in martial arts, and they were proficient in fighting methods.

Although most of the foundations are not deep, that is, the foundation of martial arts (accumulation of gas into the sea) has not been practiced deeply, and most of them use the dantian to form a pool, and the dantian to form a stream to advance to a great achievement, but at least it is the level of meridians that have begun to be mastered, and the internal strength is good.

With so many masters, even a little grinding, consuming his physical strength and internal strength, is enough to take him down.

At the same time, there were also quite a few clever people who had already seen that it was harmful and useless for them to ride horses, wasting the advantages of agility and ease of advancing and retreating, so they dismounted by themselves and prepared to attack Meng Zhao with weapons.

Of course, there were smart ones and some stupid ones. Immediately there were two sturdy and reckless riders, bypassing the man and horse who had been knocked down and injured before, scattered left and right, and galloped towards Meng Zhao.

Although Meng Zhao is unarmed, he is even more disadvantaged than those warriors with short blades.

However, he is a master of art and courageous, and he is not afraid at all.

At the moment when the horses of the two sides staggered, one left and one right had long swords slashing towards him, and the wind was howling, but it was two reckless warriors attacking and killing him.

One person used the plum blossom knife technique, and cut with one knife, five flowers bloomed, and the stamens of each flower bloomed.

And in today's windy and snowy environment, the power has been increased by three points, and the saber technique should already be close to Dacheng.

The other person used the Chaoyue sword technique, using a rare broad sword that was as heavy as a mountain, with uninterrupted vigor.

Compared with the three guys who charged extremely fast before, the martial arts of these two people are impressive, so it's no wonder they dare to take the lead and charge forward.

Meng Zhao's complexion remained unchanged, with one arm supporting the leather saddle, his tall and muscular body turned into a ball like boneless soft flesh.

He rolled over and hid in the right belly of the steed. His riding skills were superb, and he could already be called a good rider.

The other palm was bent like a claw and condensed like solid steel, and it was clasped directly on the blade of the broad sword that was two palms wide, making a sharp rubbing sound, and then twisted violently. Shengsheng broke the thick and tough broadsword.

Don't look at Meng Zhao's simple and crude moves, but in fact there are many mysteries in it.

Before the palm of the hand touched the broad sword, he had already used the magic method of catching the dragon's hand to absorb the broad sword from the air, move its sword path, reduce its inertia, and use the energy chain condensed by the dragon's binding force to wrap and hang it layer by layer to dissolve it. The sharp sword energy on it.

At the moment of contact, Meng Zhao sent out Panlong palm force, and Chilong Jin protected his palm like an invisible glove.

In the end, he broke the broad sword with incomparable strength and extremely domineering strength.

It can be said that a superficial move contains all the mysteries of martial arts. It can be seen that Meng Zhao's martial arts cultivation has already advanced by leaps and bounds, and it is incomparable to the past.

In particular, he has a solid foundation that ordinary warriors look forward to, the brute force of his body, and the internal strength of his dantian are all above this group of warriors, so how can he lose?
That's not all, the moment Meng Zhao broke the broadsword, with an invisible flick of his wrist, he threw out the fragments of the broadsword in his hand, and smashed it on the face of a warrior on horseback behind him with a whoosh.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, the other party never expected that someone could break a broadsword of this size. Unprepared, the terrifying force directly smashed his head open, and with a bang, the red and white thick liquid was thrown away, making people sick The bloody smell instantly permeated the nearby air.

Killing a person instantly is like slaughtering a chicken and a dog.

The next moment, Meng Zhao pressed the palm of the saddle hard, and his body was thrown away. His right leg was like a whip, and the surface was like a dragon's head attached to it. He kicked out sideways.

With a crackling sound, Meng Zhao kicked away the long knife in the hand of the plum blossom knife master with incomparable exquisiteness, and at the same time, like a spinning top, he swirled towards the warrior.

(End of this chapter)