Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao had already known in the valley that the dead men around Bai Shuai were very good at hiding themselves.

The dead thunder guard's Qi hiding skills were almost able to hide it from even him.

But with the Deathly Thunder Guard's concealment skills, it seems to pale in comparison to the Deathly Sword Guard.

How to put it this way, it doesn't mean that there is really no fluctuation in hiding oneself. Sometimes there are no flaws but flaws. Meng Zhao is better at catching such flaws.

However, the Death Sword Guard is a top-notch Qi-hiding skill that can integrate itself into a complete environment anytime and anywhere. It is so harmonious that it is difficult for people to detect it through intuition or experience.

For example, the young Death Sword Guard in front of him was disguised as Meng Zhao's bodyguard. His aura and vitality were completely different from the other guards. He seemed to be in the middle stage, neither standing out nor at the bottom.

That kind of well-trained and capable temperament is also very well controlled. At least Meng Zhao faced this young Death Sword Guard face to face at least three times, but he never noticed anything unusual about him.

What's more important is that not only is he well hidden in ordinary times, but even when he takes action, he can hide his intentions and murderous intent so that no one can find any flaws. That kind of sudden explosion is really hard to guard against.

By the time the danger is truly realized, it is actually too late.

If Meng Zhao hadn't been very quick in his inspiration and mastered the way of heaven, earth and man, and his control over qi was far beyond that of ordinary innate masters, there would have been no way to dodge this sword.

Even so, Meng Zhao still suffered heavy losses. It didn't matter that the Evil Soldier and Evil Tribulation was shattered. It had the miraculous ability to automatically repair itself and could quickly return to its original state.

But the spirituality inside suffered heavy damage, which Meng Zhao did not want to see. This is related to the future growth space of the evil calamity, and cannot be careless.

Sure enough, the evil soldier, which had turned into fragments and piled up on the ground, quickly repaired itself under the influence of a mysterious force, turning into a pale blade that looked like a sword but not a sword, and fell to the ground. Meng Zhao's hands.

Its texture is still as indestructible as before, but its aura has indeed decreased a lot. Meng Zhao needs to spend a certain amount of time and cost to feed it back with other heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

At the same time, Meng Zhao could also sense the ferocity and evil nature of Xie Jie after suffering heavy losses. He was still eager to attack the young Death Sword Guard and wanted to swallow all his flesh and blood and soul to make up for his losses.

Meng Zhao's eyes fell on the young Death Sword Guard, and saw that he had just broken out of the ice realm with great effort. His whole body was pale, and his skin, hair, and eyelashes were all covered with ice. His lips were trembling up and down. He had obviously been hit by an extremely powerful cold air, and his physical condition was no longer as good as before.

Meng Zhao was even more surprised. From this, it can be seen that this young man's kung fu is not particularly high. At least Meng Zhao felt that based on his own cultivation level and purely from the perspective of realm, it would be very difficult to stand and let the opponent hit him. Even half a month can't hurt a single hair on my body.

This is by no means an exaggeration, but purely based on the realm of martial arts and Meng Zhao's own particularity.

However, it is true that the opponent's body contains a magical power that turns decay into magic, greatly increasing his threat.

Even a genius like Meng Zhao, who is as outstanding as he is today, would not dare to be careless in the slightest.

There were many things that capsized in the sewer, and he didn't want to be one of them.

"Meng Zhao, you are indeed powerful. I spent so much time and energy to hide beside you and become your bodyguard, but I never expected that you could still escape unscathed. You are truly worthy of being the Dragon King of Northern Meng."

The young man was naturally the young Death Sword Guard who was very ambitious in the valley and wanted to kill Meng Zhao.

He had been lurking in the Shenwei Army camp for some time through the hidden stakes planted by Commander Bai in the army. He had learned that Meng Zhao was out doing work and was not in the army, but he still lurked there very patiently without exposing any flaws, until today. Meng Zhao returns.

He had just decided to take a dangerous blow and suddenly struck Meng Zhao from behind. If he could injure him, then he could use the ultimate secret of the Necromantic Sword Qi to stab this world-renowned top talent to death in his own hands.

In this way, exchanging his own life for the life of such a peerless genius is not a loss, and it is also worthy of Bai Shuai's efforts.

But he never expected that this person's spiritual sense was so sharp that he could reach the point where the cicada would wake up before the golden wind moved. He found a glimmer of hope in the impossible, and used the evil soldiers he had brought to resist the sword energy of the dead spirit. Unscathed, the evil soldier was able to recover as before after enduring the undead sword energy.

At this time, the young man already knew that he might not be able to complete his assassination mission, or at least the possibility of killing him in the ideal situation was not high.

Even so, he did not feel any panic or restlessness. After all, from the day he practiced the Necromantic Sword Qi, life had begun to count down. Death was not painful to him, but a kind of relief.

He was just observing Meng Zhao, trying to catch a glimpse of weaknesses or flaws, and fight like a trapped beast.

Because the strongest blow was still in his hand, he could not kill Meng Zhao, but he had to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

If Meng Zhao could grow into a supreme mythical figure in the future, he would not have lived in this world in vain.

At this time, there were already loud and noisy voices coming from the barracks not far away. It was obviously the spirit of the fight, which alerted the masters in the army and caused them to be alert.

Meng Zhao tightened his grip on Xie Jie, and a crimson evil intention poured into his body. His eyes were filled with purple light, and there was a strong darkness. The originally majestic and domineering aura became a bit more eerie and gloomy.

Curving his arms to slash forward, his energy rose, and the blade turned into evil calamity slashed thirty-six slender black lines in the void, turning into a ferocious and terrifying black dragon that roared and bit the young death sword guard, swallowing The sky swallowed the earth, and countless vitality was trapped in the black dragon, increasing its momentum.

Its meaning, martial power, and moves are all extremely exquisite.

In fact, what Meng Zhao is best at is boxing and kicking, and he is unparalleled in fighting enemies with his bare hands.

And his unparalleled Qigong cultivation is enough to support him against the enemy with bare hands.

But that doesn't mean that Meng Zhao knows nothing about weapons and kung fu. He is not only very good at using common weapons such as swords, he can even be said to be proficient in them.

Moreover, his martial arts cultivation is extremely high, he has mastery of one method and knowledge of hundreds of methods. He can use evil calamity to display the boxing skills and palm techniques he knows well without any sense of violation.

For example, the current move is actually based on the Heaven Swallowing Sun Eclipse technique and some Beihai Dragon Fighting moves, performed in the form of evil calamity. Not to mention the greatly increased power, it adds another layer to this kind of martial arts. Comprehension and understanding.

Facing this terrifying and ferocious black dragon, the young Death Sword Guard felt an overwhelming pressure, and his whole body was trembling.