Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The power in the wooden sword triggered by Zhao Laodao is actually part of Meng Zhao's power, carrying the realm of swordsmanship practiced by Meng Zhao, which is majestic, upright, domineering, and fierce. It can cut down the sun, moon and stars, and open famous mountains and rivers below. .

What's more valuable is that the sword contains Meng Zhao's dragon-like way, the way of change, which can be done at will and according to the time. It is by no means a crude method with only strength but no skills.

But no matter what, Meng Zhao's power is extremely upright.

The black pendant knife that Gu Li detonated at this time was different. In an instant, his body was shrouded in dense black clouds. A layer of black light continued to pull and twist, turning into a pitch-black tiger-shaped black light that enveloped his body. surface.

This tiger-shaped black light is filled with a strong ominous meaning. As soon as it appears, the hearts of those who see this black light are shaken and their emotions surge up. Those who watch the battle, as long as they have insufficient cultivation and weak mental will, may cry bitterly. Crying tears, laughing, feeling sad, or feeling hopeless and dead, all kinds of life are included in it.

People with profound cultivation were even more horrified because they could feel a silent, yet extremely powerful force interfering with their mental will.

This is still an indiscriminate scattering pattern. If they are concentrated to deal with one person, it is really difficult to imagine what means they should use to completely survive.

On the big arena, there were green dragons, black tigers, dragons roaring and tigers roaring, you tearing me apart, dragons fighting and tigers fighting. On top of the violent collision, explosive, destructive power was ejected in all directions.

This large arena was originally built by the Ma family, using the strongest materials and costing a lot of money. Over the years, no one has ever damaged it. However, at this moment, the entire large arena is almost in danger of collapsing.

Meng Zhao's tiger-shaped black light appeared, causing everyone in the audience to feel turbulent. When his emotions surged up, he changed his previous casual demeanor and revealed a solemn look in his eyes.

Lu Hou'er experienced the Lishou Mountain group and was a man who was possessed by demons and came out of them. Meng Zhao also taught him the magic spell to subdue demons. He was extremely resistant to the demonic contamination, but he was frightened by it and hurriedly sent a message. road,

"Here, Dragon King, who is the big devil behind Gu Li? He is so powerful that he can compete with you?"

Of course, Lu Hou'er knew very well that the power on the wooden sword was exerted casually by Meng Zhao. It was far from full power, but there was no doubt about the power of the great master.

The only person who can compete with the Grand Master is the Grand Master.

In other words, behind Gu Li, there is also a strong man who is at least the Grand Master level?

When he thought of this, Lu Hou'er felt dizzy. God damn the world, it's just that there are so many masters nowadays. Is it possible that the powerful masters are just cabbages and not rare anymore?

What's even more frightening is that a great master like Meng Zhao is harmless to humans and animals. As long as they don't mess with him, ordinary warriors like them can live a relatively stable and prosperous life.

And a great master of the demonic way is really a peerless demon. If he intends to cause turmoil in the world, or if he wants to cause a sea of ​​​​blood on a whim, no one can guarantee that he will be lucky and safe.

"Grandmaster, you are wrong. That is not the power of a grandmaster, but the power of an unparalleled magic weapon."

Although Meng Zhao didn't know what kind of existence the Demon Sword Jingqing hidden in the Divine Sword Hall was and what kind of power it had, the moment the black tiger appeared, he had already realized that this power was the Demon Sword Jingqing. Part of the power is embodied.

This confirmed what he had thought before, that the people behind Gu Li were the royal family, and this royal family was none other than Beitang Su, whose influence in Shenjian Hall was becoming increasingly strong.

He is also the only person who has mastered the Eight Magic Sword Techniques and can communicate with the Demon Sword and borrow its power.

Lu Hou'er's thoughts were spinning very fast. Hearing this, he immediately realized that this was what the Dragon King and Zhao Laodao said, the magic sword hidden in the Divine Sword Hall?

According to legend, this magic sword was cast from the fragments of the tiger soul of the war master, the great demon Chi You, so it contains infinite magic secrets, as well as supreme power and power.

Since the establishment of the Divine Sword Hall, no one has been able to control this magic sword, and no one has been able to completely and perfectly utilize the power of the magic sword.

Therefore, the true performance of this magic sword has never been known.

But today, its power is competing with some of the power of the contemporary legend, one of the two unparalleled prides, the Dragon King of Beimeng.

The two were evenly matched for a while, and it was really eye-opening.

Meng Zhao was not in such a good mood, just because he didn't expect Gu Li's trump card to be so strong and able to borrow the shocking power of the magic sword, which made the power he had left in the wooden sword slightly weaker.

In fact, in terms of pure strength, it is still no less powerful than borrowing a small part of the magic sword.

However, apart from the power of the magic sword, what is more terrifying is that it is everywhere and pervasive. It can infiltrate and infect people's hearts and even the demonic will of martial arts. This demonic nature is equivalent to the commander of an army. With it, all forces can be combined. Together, we are invincible and conquerable.

As the true creator of the wooden sword, Meng Zhao could even sense from a distance that the light of the Qinglong sword, which seemed to be still strong and powerful, was actually decayed, dim, and dissolved by the demonic nature.

Only with the support of the emperor dragon's true intention left behind by Meng Zhao's instinct, he was able to persist until now.

But it is only a drop in the bucket. After all, the power in the wooden sword is a rootless tree and a sourceless water, which will be exhausted sooner or later.

It wasn't that Meng Zhao couldn't inject his martial arts will into the wooden sword before, but he just thought of Zhao Laodao and needed to control it freely, so he didn't turn against the guest.

Now it seems that it was a bad move, and it was a bad move.

"Zhao Laodao must win, and Gu Li must die!"

Meng Zhao gently pressed his palms on the handrails on both sides. Purple light lingered in his pupils, and an invisible force came out of his body. Without anyone noticing, it quietly attached to the wooden knife in Zhao Laodao's hand.

The next moment, the wooden sword, disturbed by the fear of the magic sword, burst out with several times the power and vitality. In an instant, the entire arena was watched by thousands of pairs of eyes.

The sword light that had transformed into a green dragon actually turned into a real green dragon at this time, with ferocious horns, towering scales, and a dragon as powerful as a prison.

After the sword light expanded, Qinglong's body also expanded and grew like air.

It was originally on the same level as the black tiger, but now it surpassed it several times. It opened its mouth and swallowed the tiger-shaped black light.

The mouth is so big that it can swallow the sky, and it can be swallowed in one go.

The next moment, the green dragon sword light shattered, and the black magic light that had previously aroused the emotions of thousands of people also disappeared.

In the entire arena, only Zhao Laodao was left standing there, somewhat blinded and at a loss.

And his opponent, Gu Li, who was born in the Royal Plum Blossom Guard, turned into a pool of blood and sprayed onto the arena.

Apart from the blood, the only trace that could prove his existence was the tattered Chonggang gloves.

Zhao Laodao, won.