Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In fact, Meng Wen couldn't do anything. The only thing he could do was to wait and run away if the situation went wrong.

He suppressed all the negative emotions, lifted up the pearl curtain on the front compartment of the carriage with the long sword in his hand, stepped out of the carriage, stood on the horizontal board supported by the mahogany shaft, and looked around.

Riding on black-scale horses, the heavily armed knights surrounded the carriage he was in, turning it into a copper wall. Even the cold autumn wind was driven away. The cold, formidable armor gave him a strong sense of security.

On the long street, there was a chaotic scene, with countless pedestrians running in all directions, discarding all kinds of sundries in their hands, just to run faster and farther, and not to become the victims of the battles between the warriors.

People who are usually polite and courteous at this time have no scruples about their style and are scrambling for the first time, fearing that they will suffer disaster if they leave late.

The stalls and shops on both sides of the long street have also been closed one after another, and most people have even thrown away their belongings that they usually regard as their lives.

Although there is a saying that wealth is as important as life, in fact, most people value their own lives more than money. When they have to choose between the two, normal people will choose their own lives.

And about five feet away from the front of the motorcade, stood a tall and sturdy man wearing plain clothes, grinning wildly and looking arrogant, treating him and the more than 20 elite knights of the Meng family as if they were nothing.

His hand, which was as thick and rough as the trunk of an old tree, held a war hammer as tall as himself. The head of the hammer was as big as a millstone. It was unknown how many rare ores, gold and iron were mixed together, reflecting the aqua-blue halo in the golden sunlight.

With a bang, the man placed the huge warhammer on the right side of his body and smashed it hard. The terrifying force instantly fell on the extremely solid long street. White air waves rolled and the blue stone bricks cracked. A gap like a spider web was opened, radiating to the carriage before it disappeared.

Bah, bah, bah... A series of frightened black-scaled horses neighed. If those knights were not skilled in riding, and the driver who drove the carriage was also an expert, and handled it appropriately, I am afraid that this moment, the formation of the convoy could be directly destroyed, and the so-called A hole opened directly in the defense line.

There is no doubt that this is a very terrifying master, and there is no doubt about his innate skills. Meng Wen suspects that the opponent has not only just entered the innate realm, but must have already reached a very far position in this realm, and has such a terrifying momentum. ,

Moreover, looking at the war hammer that seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, it was impossible to tell how many muscles, bones, flesh and blood it had smashed. It was obviously a powerful weapon for charging into battle. If there was a good horse galloping on the battlefield, it would be invincible.

The cavalry, which is composed of warriors from the Meng family, uses the power of black-scaled horses to charge. It is like a mountain torrent and a rolling sea tide. It is unstoppable. The combined strength of the crowd is enough to rival the innate under normal circumstances. However, if you face this person, I'm afraid it's hard to withstand the pressure.

The man was originally extremely arrogant and disdainful, but after resorting to this method of breaking the ground with his hands, he was unable to tear apart the convoy's defense line. He couldn't help but marvel.

"What a Meng family. His riding skills are really amazing. There are some ways to train such warriors, but it's a pity that his skills stop there."

Yes, no matter how good the means, it can't overcome the absolute gap in strength.

As he finished speaking, several colorful lights flashed across the blue sky.

Only a few whooshing sounds were heard, and a few more figures fell around the carriage.

A handsome and charming middle-aged man, dressed as a Taoist priest, holding a fly whisk, blocked the retreat of the convoy. His eyes were calm, and he looked at Meng Wen on the carriage as if he was dead.

On the outer eaves of the shop on the right side of the motorcade, a pair of twin men, both of whom were very similar in appearance, were standing, each holding a bunch of red hawthorn candied haws in their hands, making a sound as they ate.

In the open space on the left side of the convoy, two innate masters of different shapes appeared at some point.

One is a plump young woman in her thirties, with beautiful eyes and fiery red lips. She wears cool and revealing clothes and holds a long whip as black as iron.

Next to him was a rough man with an ugly head and black teeth. His big hand was dishonestly wandering around the body of the plump young woman next to him, without caring about the occasion. The two of them looked very close.

Meng Wen counted in his mind, one in front of the car, one behind the car, two on each side, six innate masters, one not too many, one not too few, they should be the murderers who wiped out the Sun family that night.

But where is the master of his own family? Why is there still no trace? Could it be that he hasn't arrived yet?

This made the cold sweat on his forehead begin to break out uncontrollably, his lips were dry and almost cracked, his eyes were wandering, and his thoughts were wandering.

At this time, I suddenly heard the twins leaning on the eaves speak, which sounded extremely strange.

"Brother, do you think we should kill this kid neatly, or take him abducted and use him as a hostage?"

"Brother, I say we should follow the decision from the beginning and kill him to give the Meng family a warning."

"Brother, I think we should kidnap the person. Maybe it will be more effective?"

"Brother, kidnapping is not as fun as killing. Besides, isn't it already agreed?"

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The twins chatted as if there was no one around. Although their voices were very low, they seemed to have used a very special method to amplify and spread the voices so that everyone around them could hear them clearly, as if someone was speaking in their ears. , and the echoes are extremely demonic.

The conversation pattern between the two is also very strange. It is old-fashioned and dull, but it also reveals a strange tacit understanding.

If the prefixes of "brother" and "brother" are removed, the identical voices are more like a mentally ill person talking to himself. If placed in a dark and quiet environment, it can scare people to death.

Even so, it still produced a strange and terrifying effect, which invisibly deepened the pressure in the hearts of the brave and fearless knights of the Meng family. Some of them even swallowed unconsciously, feeling that their hands and feet were weak, and they wanted to just ignore it. Escape this place.

This is already a very clever method of mental oppression. How much effect can a cavalry without courage and bloodiness have?

Meng Wen has always been uncomfortable since he was stared at by six pairs of needle-like eyes.

Hearing the twins talking about him like a pig, his heart became even colder.

However, these were not as surprised and frightened as he saw the origins of these people.

"Are these the Seven Monsters of Minshan?"

Minshan is not a mountain, but Minshan County. It is located in one of the nine counties of Jizhou. Although it is on the edge, the land is sparse, the people are poor, and the martial arts are prosperous, and many powerful and fierce warriors have been born, and the Jianghu forces are also Extraordinarily powerful, the court and the aristocratic family are not the ones who dominate the situation in Minshan County.

The Seven Monsters of Minshan are seven innate masters who have just emerged in recent years. Each has extraordinary skills and unique skills. They advance and retreat together, and their reputations have spread across borders.

Among them, among the Seven Monsters of Minshan, there are two twin brothers who are proficient in the ancient evil spirit soul-catching technique.

What these two people used just now should be a rough application of the Soul Capturing Technique.

It deepens fear and eliminates the will to fight. The force of force is reduced by a few points, and the charging cavalry formation is also greatly reduced.