Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In fact, even if the messenger of the Hell Dao King has both arms intact and his skills are at peak condition, facing these dozen or so innate sieges, he will definitely die. Now, this ending is being brought forward.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the arms dropped weakly, bright red blood lines fell to the ground like silk, and soon a pool of blood formed, which contained the essence and energy of the messenger of the Hell Dao King. If it was obtained by a vicious beast, it could also be enhanced. Physical potential.

At this time, Messenger Wang also knew that he was really at a critical moment of life and death. He glanced coldly at the people in all directions, and finally set his sights on the leader of this operation, Han Pu, and said,

"Meng Jiazi, today you led your people here, and two traitors came to help you. You really caught me off guard.

But, if you really want to kill them all, aren't you afraid of offending me in hell and being retaliated against in the future? "

Han Pu sighed, it’s a cliché saying, why don’t you cry every time you see the coffin!

There are always some fools in the world who think highly of themselves, thinking that they can get whatever they want, and others will provide for them. They are afraid of themselves, and they think that all the little achievements they have made are due to their own abilities and merits.

But once they encounter a strong enemy and have no control over life or death, they will use the power behind them to intimidate them in an attempt to find a chance of survival. I wonder if there will be scenes of kneeling down and begging for mercy besides intimidation!

As for the revenge in hell, Han Lu may be worried, but Han Pu doesn't care. Even if Meng Zhao, the towering sacred mountain, doesn't stand in front of him, is he afraid of this mere rat?

Yes, the hell realm is rich in background, cruel and domineering, and most people do not dare to provoke it for fear of retaliation.

However, as a warrior, you must have the courage and courage to move forward without fear of heaven or earth. In addition, if you worry too much and think too much, you will fall behind.

"Hey, you made it clear, but the hell realm has already been destroyed by my Meng family, and two powerful masters have been lost. Even if there is one more, it doesn't matter. My lord Meng Zhao, the Meng family I belong to, has once Who are you afraid of?"

Han Pu's short sentence can be said to have completely torn off the fig leaf of the hell realm. He just pointed at the king's nose and scolded him. Are you worthy of threatening us?

In the Hell Path, Meng Jizu led an army and killed a strong master, greatly weakening his vitality. Then he hired Wu Huai'en, the ruthless Dao master, in an attempt to assassinate Meng Zhao, but failed again. Instead, he was captured alive by Meng Zhao. Not only did he spread the word to the world, but he was nearby. People who know everything are ignorant.

Just like this, your hell realm has already suffered heavy losses due to the Meng family, so you are at odds with each other. Sooner or later, there will be a war, so how can you talk about threats?

Is it possible that if you let go of just one of your messengers, the hell realm will cease and stop the troops and make a truce?

The King's Messenger also did not expect Han Pu to be so brave. He had no awe at all for the top power of the Hell Realm, the demonic realm, and directly tore off his fig leaf. Therefore, he was filled with resentment and said coldly,

"Okay, okay, what a Meng family, you are bullying others too much. If you want to stop me, just come and see who dies first!"

The envoy of the Hell Dao King seems to have some unknown trump card. Faced with this situation, he is still full of confidence. He must be the one who can win in the end, not the Meng family who have already pushed themselves into a desperate situation.

For a moment, his momentum soared into the sky, his domineering posture was even more scornful. The two people, Zhu Kuan, Tu Liang, and even many Meng family innate worshipers, looked at each other with scruples, and did not dare to step forward and continue to use their methods.

They said they were afraid, and they were indeed afraid, because the king's envoy himself was very skilled in martial arts, but now at the end of his strength, he actually suppressed everyone, saying that there was no secret in it, and no one believed it.

In particular, behind the king's messenger is one of the top forces of the evil path, the hell path. If it has any earth-shattering secret methods, just waiting for everyone to pass by, wouldn't it be like falling into a trap?

As a result, such a strange scene unexpectedly appeared. The Hell Path dragged an injured arm and walked outwards with a calm pace. Although there were clearly more than a dozen innate masters surrounding him, no one dared to stop him.

Han Pu's eyes were tearing from the sight, although he also knew that people from the hell realm could not be dealt with so easily.

But he never thought that such a half-disabled person, relying only on false threats, would actually make ten of his subordinates act as if they were facing a powerful enemy and let the opponent leave.

However, he also knew that Zhu Kuan Tu Liang was a newcomer and was not trusted by Meng Zhao, and he would not work hard for the Meng family.

As for those innate worshippers, in fact, most of them saw that Meng Zhao's situation was getting better and came here to gain wealth and fame. They said they were loyal and would die for Meng Zhao, let alone.

It's okay to play with a tailwind, but if it's really a headwind, or even a dead end with a high probability, it's natural to be stuck in the current situation.

However, even though the reality is like this, it does not mean that he can forgive. He will report everyone's performance today exactly as it is, and everything is decided by Meng Zhao himself.

As for now, since others are afraid of the strange moves of the hell realm and dare not take action, then he will do it himself.

Faced with such a person who had lost an arm, had no strength at all, and was in an almost desperate situation, Han Pu still used 100% of his true energy to cultivate, pulled out the Changyang Magic Sword hanging on his waist, and with a clang, sparks flew everywhere. The space between heaven and earth was extremely dark for an instant, with only a little fire rising up and swaying brightly, and he thrust out a Burning Wind Slash!

The power of the sword is illusory, but the wind of the sword is as warm as the sun, like a little hope and a little light in the darkness. Although it is a little bit of star, it has the potential to set the sky on fire.

Such a sword technique comes gracefully, full of condensed murderous intent, burning people's muscles, bones, flesh, spirit and soul!

As the envoy of the Hell Dao King, there was no way he could withstand this shocking sword strike from the earth-level divine weapon, and he was about to die under Han Pu's sword blow.

When the king's envoy saw this, his face was ferocious, his eyes were crying with blood, he clasped one palm on his chest, and murmured something in his mouth, as if he was worshiping something.

In an instant, a bloody slit opened in the center of the forehead, as if two different dimensions of space were opened up, and an extremely powerful, cold and evil force burst out from it, making people shudder and feel heartbroken. Fear arises, and illusions abound.

This power soon turned into a giant hand that held up the sky with surging blood and white bones, and shot in all directions.

The dozen or so innate warriors who had gathered around the envoy of the Hell Dao King suddenly felt that their whole bodies were imprisoned, and their bodies were facing extremely terrifying pressure. Those with weak physical cultivation actually cracked and leaked scars on the surface of their skin.

This is even just the result of the Qi inadvertently emitted by this giant hand of blood and white bones, rather than a deliberate target.

Such earth-shattering, howling ghosts and howling methods are beyond the imagination of either of them except the Grand Master.