Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

"What a move. If I didn't have the treasure armor to protect me, it would be impossible to resist it with such a slight injury."

Meng Zhao felt that the Demonic Wuji move, if used by Chi You at its peak moment, might not be inferior to the Emperor's sword technique, which is known as the most lethal in ancient and modern times. It could also be regarded as an unbreakable and invincible transcendent move.

In particular, the artistic conception of everything returning to nothingness, and ultimately the chaos of the universe falling into ruins, may have surpassed the swordsmanship of the Emperor.

What a pity, what a pity, the one who used this move was not Beitang Su, the great master, but only Beitang Su, a strong master.

Moreover, Beitangsu did not use his own power, but only the projection power of the demon sword's Jingqing.

In this way, the incomparably strong sword still has flaws and weaknesses.

I have to say, this is a huge regret.

At the same time, Meng Zhao also sighed in his heart.

From Beitang Xing and Beitang Su, two members of the royal family, he experienced the two most powerful and invincible magical arts that he had seen so far, which was enough to get a glimpse of the background of the Beitang royal family.

This Beitang family not only has a strong foundation, but is also full of talents.

In addition, what Meng Zhao said was not false, and he was deliberately trying to elevate the other party.

At the last moment when the two supreme divine moves collided, Meng Zhao's spirit moved, sensing the crisis, he activated Emperor Yu's armor and the Canglong War Soul to protect him, and finally blocked the void slash that was born out of nothing.

This sword is actually a move by Demon Dao Wuji that exceeds the power of Heaven. It is a sword that cannot be resolved no matter how strong the seal of the sky is.

Relying on Meng Zhao's own foundation alone, this sword might not actually kill him, but serious injury was inevitable.

Meng Zhao was even more afraid that this would damage his martial arts foundation and have a negative impact on the future, so he was naturally unwilling to gamble on the unknown future.

And he doesn't think there's anything despicable about him. The armor is also part of his strength.

Just as Meng Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong with Beitangsu borrowing the power of the magic sword.

Otherwise, how could Beitangsu be able to fight him to such a point if he only relied on his master's cultivation?

Being able to use the treasure armor to protect himself at the last moment was already a sign of mercy from him towards Beitangsu.

Otherwise, if he directly uses the power of the gods and demons in the Divine Mirror to activate the killing move, Beitang Su might not be able to get out with a single blow, and he will suffer the consequences of his death.

Beitangsu coughed, and large swaths of blood spurted out from his mouth. Unknowingly, the tiny pores on his body surface also oozed out tragic blood. It looked like it was made of blood, as terrifying as a ghost.

It can be seen that his injuries have reached a point where there is no way to save him, and even Daluo Jinxian cannot save him.

With such an injury, if Meng Zhao hadn't deliberately left a trace of the Supreme Purple Qi in his body to protect him, he probably wouldn't be able to survive now.

"A good knife is a good knife. Unfortunately, the person who uses the knife has mediocre qualifications and cannot really use this knife to its limit. This is my regret.

What I regret even more is that I met you before I could get rid of the body of a sword slave.

However, even so, it is enough, enough. Death in your hands is the greatest luck in my life. "

Beitangsu was surprisingly calm at this time. Even though his face was covered in blood, he could still see a trace of calmness, as if he had seen through the world of mortals, his heart was calm and calm.

If Gong Huai and everyone who had met him and understood him knew about it, they would probably admit the wrong person.

When a man is about to die, his words are kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is sad.

The once grandiose hegemony and monstrous ambitions are gradually passing away with the loss of life energy in the body.

At this moment, he is just Beitangsu, a warrior, and Beitangsu, a swordsman.

Being able to die at this peak and glorious moment is already an excellent destination for him.

The only regret is that he cannot fight Meng Zhao with the cultivation of a great master, the unrestrained soul, and the soul of the sword.

As a warrior and swordsman, you should die in a fair duel and deserve your death.

Meng Zhao looked solemn, cupped his fists and said,

"With just one strike, you, Beitangsu, will be worthy of your life!"

This was both praise and evaluation. Although they were life-and-death rivals, Meng Zhao never belittled his opponents or enemies. Instead, he faced up to their strength and praised their extraordinaryness.

Beitangsu laughed loudly, as bright as the morning sun, and blood was still flowing from his mouth. Although he was in a happy mood, he couldn't help but ask questions,

"In my life, I was born into a royal family and died in an unknown place. In just thirty years, what have I had and what have I left behind?"

He is considered to be blessed with a royal status, has access to the most profound secrets in the world, and has the broadest stage in the world for him to perform.

Compared with Lu Lu Guizhou, he was unconsciously lucky.

However, despite being lucky, his life was really lackluster.

He was unknown in the world, and was lost in the royal family. Only in the Divine Sword Hall did he find himself and his self-confidence.

But in the end, he succeeded and failed with the divine sword.

As a result, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Perhaps, he should not have chosen this path full of thorns and dangers.

Finding a loving woman, giving birth to several lively and lovely children, growing old slowly, and living a normal life is not a blessing.

But now, it's all in vain.

"If I, Meng Zhao, conquer the world in the future and ascend to the supreme throne, I will build a book of heroes and list your devilish move Wuji and your whole life in Beitang, so that you can live up to this life."

Hearing such rebellious words in Beitangsu's ears made him extremely happy, and he laughed heartily and said,

"Okay, okay, okay, then I, who is here in Beitang, will congratulate King Menglong on ascending to the supreme throne of China in the future, and leaving in a state of transcendence."

“I don’t have much time, so I want to tell King Menglong something.

The Great Emperor has colluded with the Heavenly Demon Palace Master. I can practice the Eight Demonic Sword Techniques all because I have a demon seed left by the Heavenly Demon Palace Master in my body.

I don't know their purpose, but the magic knife must be one of them.

Hey, they have found more than one person who wants to master the eight magic sword techniques and control the magic sword. Unfortunately, no one has succeeded except me.

Now that I am dead, this demon seed is left useless. If King Menglong is willing, he can give it to Xue Zihou.

From what I see, in the entire Divine Sword Hall, apart from me, he is the only one who has a third chance of cultivating the eight magic sword techniques and using them to control the magic sword.

However, King Menglong must also be careful. The demonic nature of this magic sword is amazing. I am just a sword slave, not a sword master. If I want to truly become a sword master in charge of the magic sword, I must break and then stand up, transcending the scope of the eight magic swords.

As for the method, it will be decided by later generations. "

"Finally, I hope that after I die, King Menglong will burn my bones and scatter them in this Jade Lake!"

After the words fell, Beitangsu could no longer hold on. He slowly closed his eyes, his breath was cut off, and there was no longer any breath of life.

However, at the moment of death, Beitangsu was still like a swordsman, standing tall and willing to break rather than bend.