Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The so-called innate realm, mysterious and mysterious, is a very obvious leap and sublimation of martial arts.

Once achieved, the qualitative gap between the warriors of the day after tomorrow will be widened in an instant.

In the ancient times of gods and demons, gods and humans were everywhere, masters were inferior to dogs, and innate nature was nothing.

But now times are different, the world has changed, Xiantian can already be called a strong person in Chixian Shenzhou.

The most obvious and intuitive way to measure the foundation and strength of a force is the quality and quantity of innate masters. It is no lie to say that an innate master can support a small family.

If the Sun family warrior in front of you is young, no more than twenty-five years old, then he has the potential to impact his innate ability. If he is less than twenty years old, it will be even more impressive, and his future is limitless.

At this time, Meng Zhao, who had seen the background of the Meng family one after another, also had some strange thoughts. If he wanted to truly become the leader of a big force, in addition to his own ability and strength, he must also have capable generals and manpower.

Not talking about achieving great achievements as an emperor, but only talking about dominating the world. The tyrants in the storm are even assisted by the Twelve Evils of Tianchi and Shuang Fengyun. Li Chenzhou rules the world and forms the Seven Powerful Heroes with others to conquer the world.

Due to the death of Meng Zheng'an, the second house has been silent for a long time, and most of the knowledgeable people have left. The only people available now are Lu Zhong and Lu Le, and his son, plus some who have small potential, but are basically unlikely to become innate warriors.

Lu Zhong is old, Lu Le is alone, and Shi Jie is at best a cooperative relationship, but more often they use each other.

That's why Meng Zhao had the idea to recruit some more talents for his own use, and he took a fancy to this Sun family warrior.

As for whether it can work, it just depends on not being attached, just give it a try.

Meng Zhao reached out and made a move, and two masked men in black used Qing Kung Fu and rushed to his side. They lowered their heads to listen to the instructions.

"Go, send more men and capture that man. I want him alive, and it's best not to hurt him."

As the saying goes, if you run away and break your leg, Meng Zhao is still the master of the Meng family. After hearing this, the two people next to him nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Following Meng Zhao's order, eight more nearby Meng family warriors joined the battle circle besieging the Sun family warrior, and the pressure instantly amplified several times.

Although the man could fight, his strength was not really that unrivaled. After a while, the long knife in his hand was knocked to the ground, and his hands were tied behind his back. He knelt on his knees, making it difficult to break free. .

Even so, he still straightened his back, and the aura he exuded from the inside out became more and more cold and arrogant, which surprised everyone around him. They didn't understand what there was to be proud of since he had become a prisoner of his subordinates.

Meng Zhao walked up to this man in a few steps, faced a pair of sharp eyes like a hawk, reached out and took off the mask on his face, revealing a very young face, which made Meng Zhao feel happy.

Judging from his age, he should be about the same age as Meng Zhao. He has a thin and narrow face with regular features and is very delicate. He has a harmless appearance.

However, his eyes instantly broke the feeling of weakness in his face. He was indifferent and indifferent, but also revealed an extreme ferocity.

It was like a cute little white-haired beast that instantly transformed into a ferocious beast full of fangs.

"Nice look. I don't care about the others. This person will stay first."

At this time, a Meng family warrior next to him was a little hesitant. After hesitating for a moment, he still said,

"Fourth Young Master, Third Master has an order not to leave him alive this time. Keep him, I'm afraid."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Zhao reached out to interrupt him. Seeing that only a few people from the Sun family were still resisting, while the others were all lying on the ground, with their blood staining the land red, he said forcefully,

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I will explain it to my third uncle and I won't make it difficult for you."

Meng Zhao's words had reached this level, and the Meng family warriors would not cause trouble, so they ordered someone to tie up the young man.

This man was quite stubborn and never said a word.

At the beginning, there was neither the hysteria, the frenzy that seemed to be indifferent to life or death, nor the panic and anxious begging for mercy.

When he heard that Meng Zhao wanted to spare his life and use it for someone else, he didn't show any joy in surviving the disaster.

A very strange and interesting person. Of course, these are all based on the other person's potential.

Otherwise, there are so many interesting people in this world, how could Meng Zhao look at someone in a different light?

Back on the battlefield, the fighting was gradually coming to an end.

Except for the young Sun family warrior who was captured, the rest of the Sun family were killed, leaving only Sun Chuanxing and the two innates still resisting.

There was no suspense about the battle between Meng Chuan and Sun Chuanxing at this time. Meng Chuan's attacks became more and more fierce and powerful. After seeing through the soft sword technique, he used his red flag command's internal power to dominate Meng Meng. He forced Sun Chuanxing to collide with his inner strength.

It is precisely to use one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

As the internal strength competition intensified, Sun Chuanxing's disadvantage became more and more obvious. At this time, the water in his body was evaporated, his physical strength was greatly exhausted, his lips were cracked and blood flowed out, and his eyes were full of exhaustion. .

However, he still maintained a good attitude and looked for opportunities to escape while fighting.

However, soon, Sun Chuanxing fell into despair. It turned out that Meng Zhao sent people to form a circle, surrounding Sun Chuanxing and Meng Chuan in the middle, blocking all his escape routes. Except for flying to the sky and escaping to the earth, it would be absolutely impossible. escape.

It was precisely because this last hope was ruined that Sun Chuanxing was in a trance, revealing the biggest flaw since the war.

With Meng Chuan's fighting talent, he would not let this fleeting opportunity go to waste.

With a focused gaze, he instantly increased his movement speed. His body was as huge as a giant, but he was as agile as an ape, getting close to his opponent.

The two hands turned into claws and clasped directly on the opponent's wrist. With a pinch and twist, the sound of cracking bones could be heard.

Sun Chuanxing's hands were directly twisted off, and the huge force even exposed the white bones stained with red lines. The scene was extremely bloody and cruel.

With a clang, the soft sword was thrown high and fell heavily. Before Sun Chuanxing could make a sound of pain, Meng Chuan struck while the iron was hot, raised his fists high like a bear, and then beat Sun Chuanxing on the chest like a violent storm.

After a crackling moment, the young master of the Sun family, who was once cultivated as an heir, was already discarded on the roadside like a tattered rag. His chest was collapsed, his internal organs were like mud, his sternum was broken and inserted into his flesh, and he was completely dead. breath.

However, Meng Chuan, who had beaten Sun Chuanxing to death, seemed a little unhappy. He took the white towel handed by his subordinates and wiped the blood stains on his hands while complaining,

"Fourth brother, if you didn't have people surrounding us just now, he might not have been defeated. This makes me seem weak in victory."

Meng Zhao patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder and said with a smile,

"I thought you were sure of victory and had thoroughly mastered his soft sword technique.

Killing him is a matter of time, I just brought forward the result, there is no need to be depressed. "

While the two were talking, a huge explosion sound came from the distance and stopped suddenly. The innate battle seemed to have a winner.