Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao had his hands behind his back, his posture was as tall and straight as a pine or a cypress, he was majestic and indescribably calm.

"Well, this Holy Son of Huangquan is indeed a fake, and you do have bad intentions. Not only did you deceive the prince, you even plotted against me. Guilty Valley, hey, you are so brave!"

"Let me guess, the reason why you used the crown prince to lure me here, away from the protection of the army, is most likely because you want to harm me. And my reputation and martial arts skills are well known to the world. You dare to do such a treason? If anything happens, there must be a trump card.

As far as I know, that hell realm has entrusted a powerful master to assassinate me and take revenge on Nan'an Bo Mansion.

I also worked long and hard at night, mobilizing an army to guard, but I never waited for the arrival of this master warrior.

Today, maybe you are joining forces with this powerful master who is coming to assassinate me, taking this golden opportunity to pretend to be the abandoned son of the Huangquan Demon Sect, but actually assassinating me! "

After the words fell, everyone present was once again shocked by Meng Zhao's bold remarks.

At the same time, the guards who were still behind the two people used all their strength to run in front of them at top speed, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and formed a semi-arc defense circle. , isolating the people on the opposite side from Meng Zhao and Beitang He.

Beitang He, for example, was of course shocked, angry and a little panicked, because he did not expect that the ruthless Taoist master would be related to Taohua Xiushi and his group, and he did not expect that the powerful master would come to assassinate Meng Zhao. , but also to choose such an unprecedented time to take action.

Thirdly, Beitang He was very afraid of the Grandmaster's force. He was scared and worried that he would be implicated by Meng Zhao. Under the Grandmaster's fighting power, his so-called Prince of Yanping County was no higher than ordinary people. Where to go.

If a fight broke out, Meng Zhao might still have a chance to escape with his superb martial arts and transcendent trump card.

Apart from the trump card given by the royal family, he was actually in a much more dangerous situation than Meng Zhao. After all, he lacked strength, and even if he had the trump card, he might not be able to use it perfectly.

Wu Huai'en, who was a master of peach blossoms, used crazy fists, and even hid his identity and was shackled, was shocked by Meng Zhao's keen insight, transcendent wisdom, and terrifying reasoning ability.

Could this guy be cheating? When he was planning the plan, he overheard the plan?

Otherwise, how could such a secret thing, or even such a perfect action, be seen through so easily by him.

It was just that he could see through the disguised identity of Kuang Fist, but he even guessed the existence of Wu Huai'en, the hidden master of ruthless Taoism. This was really difficult for them to understand.

Several people had an unpleasant feeling in their hearts at the same time. This guy was not only superb in martial arts, but also had superhuman abilities. Could he be plotting against them?

For a moment, the entire scene became silent, and no one spoke.

Beitang He's hawk-like eyes would fall on the shackled "scapegoats" from time to time, eager to find traces of Grandmaster Wu Huai'en and to confirm the truth of what Meng Zhao said .

After all, it was related to his own life and safety. If it was true, he could only rely on Meng Zhao if he wanted to survive. The guards were just goods that cost his life and could not guarantee his safety.

Unfortunately, his own martial arts cultivation is shallow, and his eyesight may seem tricky, but in fact it is very mediocre, and he cannot notice the slightest difference.

Furthermore, since Wu Huaien dared to hide, it was because he was extremely skilled in hiding his breath. He did not specialize in assassination, but he had abilities that were equal to or even exceeded those of professional killers.

Even though Meng Zhao is now a master in martial arts and has the Emperor's Qi Reading Technique, he still can't see any clues. He can only rely on vague induction and intuition to discover something different, which shows how powerful the opponent is.

In fact, this is related to Wu Huai'en's "Jieqing Dao" mental method. The so-called "Jieqing" method means that under certain specific conditions, all distracting thoughts in the heart can be cut off and turned into a state as clear as a mirror, without being visible inside or outside, just like in the mountains. The stubborn stone, the rain and mist in the valley, and the heaven and earth, are released into the human body. They are natural hidden methods, like supernatural powers.

Over there, faced with the guards drawing their swords, the Taohuaxiushi didn't care. These people were of quantity but not quality. Most of the time they were just decorations and did not play any defensive role. The real difficulty was Meng Zhao.

Especially Kuang Fist, as someone who was almost killed by a punch and narrowly missed death, he has the most say.

Raising his hands to wipe away the sweat from his forehead and cheeks, Kuang Quan looked at Meng Zhao with burning eyes. He felt both the sincerity of seeing the true meaning of martial arts and the loss of facing an insurmountable mountain. He felt a mixture of emotions in his heart.

He created his own Kuang Quan Dao. Although he cannot be said to be a martial arts master, he is also a very good boxing master. But when he faced Meng Zhao's punch, he felt that the boxing technique he had wanted in his life was really a punch. Big joke.

His mind kept replaying all the scenes of Meng Zhao's punch just now, hoping to find some flaws in it, but no matter how many times he recalled it, all he was left with was deep despair.

Meng Zhao is really a peerless genius, not because of his special physique or his profound cultivation, but because of his study and understanding of martial arts, which has truly surpassed those so-called predecessors.

At least Kuang Fist himself, even though his hands were stained with blood, he was killing people, and he was not a good person in the traditional sense, but as a warrior, he not only admired Meng Zhao, but also admired him.

This kind of reverence and admiration even surpasses his respect for some powerful warriors in the Valley of Sin.

Of course, there is also a trace of gratitude in his heart. If the other party had not stopped temporarily, he would have died under the red dragon fist.

"Mr. Meng, it seems that you are not only unparalleled in martial arts, but you are also as wise as the sea and can predict things like a god. You can guess our intentions. It is really amazing."

When Beitanghe heard the peach blossom scholar talking like this, his teeth were almost broken, and he wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.

This guy really deceived him so badly that he, the prince of a county, was completely manipulated into his palms.

Even though he didn't want to fall out with the evil demon, he still wanted to maintain the stability of Lingwu City, but he couldn't get rid of the murderous intention coming from deep within his heart.

"Why, why do you do this?

Aren't you afraid that I will cut off your escape from the Valley of Sin? "

Faced with Beitanghe's questioning and threats, Taohuaxiushi felt a little guilty.

"Hey, Your Majesty, I'm just a sword in someone else's hands. I can't help myself, and the direction of the blade is beyond my control. Even if you really want to take revenge, I have nothing to say.

However, what happened today is indeed only against King Menglong and has nothing to do with the prince. I will never let anyone hurt the prince's hair. This prince can rest assured. "(End of chapter)