Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

After comforting Lu Le, Meng Zhao then turned his attention to Fang Xiaohouye, who was having a fierce battle on the field, like sparks hitting the earth, and the young assassin who showed up first.

The young assassin's body skills were very good. When he was advancing or retreating, his steps were spinning, as if he were riding the wind. This might be some kind of Taoist Qinggong.

Moreover, the martial arts skills in his hands are extremely exquisite. A pair of fleshy palms fly up and down, and the shadows of the palms are heavy and endless. Between the overlaps, it is like invisible walls of energy pressing towards Mr. Fang Xiaohou, like Mount Tai covering the top, exquisite and natural. Needless to say, what is even more frightening is that this person has a long pulse and no stagnation.

In contrast, Mr. Fang Xiaohou also used many tricks, and the Eight Heavenly Dragon Magic Skills passed down from his family were also quite sharp.

He successively used the three unique skills of Garuda, Mahulaka and Asura, which were divided into the claws of the golden roc, the body technique of the python god, and the powerful fighting intention of Asura. They were mixed into one, and they attacked fiercely. It was like a giant that could move mountains and seas, completely defeating the young master's endless palm power.

In fact, the eight magical skills learned by Mr. Fang Xiaohou can only be said to be completed, but not mastered. The so-called claw skills, body skills, and strong fighting spirit are all superficial, which is the most superficial level of magical skills.

If you practice diligently, you can condense the eight parts of the Dharma on the body surface, and you will be like a true Buddha sitting and shining, fighting with others without any disadvantage, and overturning everything.

Both of them have extremely high levels of cultivation. They have already reached the state of great achievement the day after tomorrow, and it is unknown whether they will reach perfection.

According to Meng Zhao, Xiaohouye's skill is stronger, but whether there is a difference or not is unknown.

The battlefield between the two was also the center of the entire top floor of Mingxiang Building. As the battle became fiercer, the fighting became more and more ferocious, and the remaining power spread, smashing the surrounding floors, tables, chairs, and decorations to pieces, and even two unlucky guys directly hit the ground. Injured by Qi Jin, he was pulled to a corner and hidden.

Among the assassins who came up, there were naturally some who wanted to deal with Meng Zhao, but Lu Le took action to stop the opponent, and the martial arts he used was also extremely powerful. The Wuxiang Hunyuan Gong was perfectly integrated and mysterious, and he could kill with just one finger.

It is foreseeable that the situation has gradually turned to the side of the wealthy young men in Nan'an County. The assassins had limited manpower and were caught off guard. Now they are outnumbered and it is difficult to support them.

However, Meng Zhao did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he hid even more carefully among the panicked young masters, quietly observing the situation around him.

"Haha, the thief will die with my sword."

The sword in Zheng Kexie's hand was already unsheathed. The sword was three feet long, cold and smooth, like flowing water, thin and sharp. It was obviously a rare sword.

In conjunction with the Rouyun Dangri Sword Sutra, the sword light turned into clouds and mist. With a flick of his wrist, the clouds and mist drifted away. An assassin using fists had his two wrists cut off and was bleeding profusely.

Before he could scream in pain, another sword energy struck through the air, across his throat, and the look in his eyes disappeared.

Zheng Kexie showed off his power and was about to redouble his efforts and continue to kill masters so that his junior sister could worship him.

The mutation is at this moment.

Suddenly a sharp sword light flew from the window, like a firefly, silent, it came first, and with a ding sound, it cut the sword in Zheng Kexie's hand into two pieces, and the remaining force was not reduced, and the sword light in Zheng Kexie's hand was cut into two pieces. A long blood mark was drawn on the cheek of the Fire Dragon Cave master, and the skin and flesh were separated. It looked extremely hideous and terrifying. Even with the help of miracle medicine, I'm afraid it would be difficult to change the result of the disfigurement.

Fortunately, Zheng Kexie had a solid foundation and quick reflexes. Otherwise, this unabated sword would have cut open not his cheek, but his entire head. The result would not only be disfigurement, but death.

"ah!"

Zheng Kexie let out a cry of pain, filled with powerful internal energy in his dantian, which seemed to turn into an invisible sound wave, echoing in this large room, making people's ears rumble, like thunder and thunder on a sunny day, making the blood unstable.

The skin on his face was delicate and the pain was stronger. Although Zheng Kexie was not in danger of his life, the pain he suffered was definitely inevitable.

Although he was cultivating in the Fire Dragon Cave, he had never suffered much since he was a child, so he couldn't bear it. He actually went crazy and slashed around with his sword. He once accidentally injured the children of the rich families in the city, causing everyone to jump up and down, panicking and not knowing which way to go. At that time, the entire top floor was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

Tang Ling'er looked anxiously, her eyes were worried, and she stamped her feet. However, Zheng Kexie was completely irrational now. If she stepped forward, she might be in danger.

It was the eldest son of the Zhao family in the city and Huang Baoying who jointly suppressed him and hit the Tanzhong point on his chest to disperse his spirit and resolve, and then he stopped.

The flying sword light was like an unparalleled divine weapon, sharp and unstoppable, containing an invincible sword intent that could cut through everything. The sharpness of the Qi machine was also extremely rare.

However, Meng Zhao was the only one on the field who was focused and could see clearly. The sword light wrapped around it was not a divine sword at all, but just a dry branch that could be easily found on the roadside.

Meng Zhao's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with waves. His eyelids beat involuntarily, and he shrank involuntarily into the crowd and murmured,

How can it be?

Weapons in the world, like martial arts, are also divided into levels. Martial arts are divided into acquired, innate, and master classes, while weapons are also divided into human levels, earth levels, heaven levels, and supreme artifacts.

The so-called human-level weapons generally refer to the weapons held by most warriors. They have no other characteristics besides toughness, sharpness, and solidity. Even if they are immortal and can cut iron like clay, they are still human-level weapons.

The Earth Level can already be called a divine weapon, possessing all kinds of incredible abilities.

The most basic thing is to create a spirit, that is, a weapon spirit, which has the characteristics of communicating with heaven and earth and blessing the vitality. For example, Meng Zhao is only an acquired warrior now, but if he holds an earth-level magic weapon, he can communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth. It can be used for Cultivation can also be used for fighting.

In addition to these basic characteristics, there are also all kinds of strange functions, such as swallowing blood with swords, confusing the spirit, manipulating the natural phenomena of wind, thunder, rain and lightning, inducing people to dream, absorbing luck, etc. They are not limited to the weapons that are commonly seen, but can be represented by all things. All of them can be earth-level magic weapons.

The method of casting earth-level magic weapons is also full of strange things. Some materials are ordinary, but the caster throws his body into the furnace and uses his own soul as the spirit of the weapon. It is made by polishing and fusing heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It is the most orthodox birthplace of earth-level magic weapons. There are also methods that have changed over time, passed through many generations of owners, and spiritual beings were born accidentally, to name a few.

Heaven-level divine weapons, weapon spirits transformed into souls, can already absorb the power of heaven and earth, condense the laws and fruits like warriors, and possess infinite magical power. Even the masters cannot surrender. They have long been extinct in China and are rare to see.

It’s okay not to mention the supreme artifact.

The sword in Zheng Kexie's hand is definitely not an earth-level magic weapon, but among human-level weapons, it is definitely of the highest quality. You can tell one thing or two by looking at how the Fire Dragon Cave student never leaves his body with the sword. .

It goes without saying that cutting iron is like clay, but it is tough and solid.

However, it was unexpectedly cut off by a flying dead branch, and the sharp edge of the sword was just like a real divine sword, which made the person who made the move even more powerful.

With this hand alone, everyone present is the kind of person who is sure to eat a plate of food.

It is difficult to achieve even if you first enter Xiantian, and your cultivation level is difficult to predict.