Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

For a moment, Meng Wen was surprised and happy. What surprised him was that the boss of the seven monsters didn't know what kind of master he was. What he was happy about was that the other party had thrown a rat-proof weapon and did not dare to step forward for the time being, so that he could have a chance to breathe and have a chance to wait. The arrival of reinforcements.

Yes, Meng Wen didn't feel that there was any master hiding around him. He knew it clearly before setting off.

He knew very well that the twenty, no, the remaining nineteen knights had no strength to resist the seven monsters of Minshan.

If the other party comes forward and attacks without hesitation, these people alone will definitely lose their lives.

His only hope is that if the other party hesitates longer, the Meng family's support and encirclement can come faster.

However, the Six Monsters of Minshan are different from ordinary warriors after all. Their long-term bloody fights in the arena and climbing on the corpses of equally powerful innate masters have created their arrogant, domineering, and brave aura.

The Meng family's reputation can frighten them for a while, but it cannot frighten them forever.

Meng Wen's worries finally became a reality.

The strength of Big Hammer among the Seven Monsters of Minshan is only second to the boss, and his temperament is also the most violent and impulsive. Seeing that several attempts have yielded no results, he is really impatient. With a roar, he holds the huge hammer weighing a thousand kilograms in the direction of the convoy. Come.

The sound of continuous trampling came, making the earth rumble, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and giant beasts were galloping.

Although one person struck with one blow, he was still stronger than thousands of troops. The rough face showed an extremely ferocious expression, a pair of copper bell-like eyes burst out with blood-like red light, and the terrifying pressure surged like an overwhelming mountain.

Meng Wen could see it clearly. As the big hammer rushed towards him, it whipped up violent winds all around with his own strength alone. His whole body spurted out a stream of steam like blood, which was unparalleledly powerful and powerful. of blood.

He hides in the wind, like a fierce tiger roaming the mountains and forests. A thousand-jin hammer is as light as an embroidered silver needle in his hand. The movement of swinging the sledgehammer is masculine and vigorous, but also smooth and smooth.

With a bang, the three knights who galloped forward had just swept out the spears in their hands, but they were directly smashed by the sledgehammer containing supreme divine power, and the force like a volcanic eruption hit their bodies directly.

In an instant, the three men and their horses were smashed away and fell to both sides of the long street, where they were squeezed into meat patties, with blood dripping from their armors.

The Thirty-six Hammers of Huntian were born out of the Haotian Hammer cultivated by Li Yuanba, King Zhao of the Tang Dynasty in the Middle Ages. It is a top battlefield secret technique that has been used in the battlefields and across the military formations in the past dynasties. The moves are simple but powerful.

King Zhao of Xifu had a special physique and was the holder of an unparalleled hegemonic body. He died young due to jealousy. Even if Taizong Li Shimin had a chaotic body and had astonishing fortunes, he might not be able to defeat this greatest figure in history. The most talented person.

It's over.

This is the only thought in Meng Wen's mind. Since the other party has taken action, it means that the so-called scruples are no longer an obstacle. And seeing that the other party kills three knights with one strike and is so brutal, what hope is left?

At this moment, Meng Wen fell into unprecedented despair.

In an instant, he thought of many things, but he thought more about people.

For example, if Meng Xi dies, will Meng Xi go crazy with joy, or will he leave a few crocodile tears in a pretentious manner?

Take Meng Zhao, for example, the fourth brother who he wanted to use as his subordinate at first, but now he is a stranger and even more contradictory. How far will he go in the future?

For example, my little sister will never have the chance to see her wearing a phoenix crown, stepping into a sedan chair, and marrying her husband...

However, if Meng Zhao knew about his performance, he would definitely laugh at him for worrying too much.

If his safety could not be guaranteed to the greatest extent, how could Meng Jizu allow him to be the bait to lure people out of the cave with peace of mind?

All we can say is that the authorities are confused, but those on the lookout know clearly.

Just when the big hammer was about to rush in front of the carriage, the knight who had been leaning on Meng Wen's left side finally moved.

I saw his legs lightly clamping the belly of the black-scaled horse. After the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground, he stepped forward and stretched out the spear in his hand like a dragon out of the sea. The shadow of the gun was heavy, turning into a blue thunder as thick as a bucket, and a millstone. Big and small, giant hammers with infinite divine power collided together.

Those present could not even tell whether he fired one shot or dozens or hundreds of shots.

A clear, melodious sound with a long aftertaste sounded instantly, like a heavy blow to Huang Zhong Dalu, stronger than an ax and ax digging into gold, and the terrifying air waves directly exploded out of the collision between the two.

A series of clearly visible sparks were just generated by the friction, and were instantly annihilated by the pressure generated by the outflow of air.

I saw a figure being instantly knocked out, thrown high in the air, and then fell heavily.

Dekui's body skills were good and his reaction was quick enough. He adjusted his direction in time and finally landed on both feet.

Just because the bursting energy was difficult to eliminate, the true energy in his body was not enough, and he actually stepped on the bluestone ground and dug a foot-deep pit.

That kind of impact without any obstruction is enough to shatter human bones and flesh.

However, the man pulled his feet out of the hole as if nothing had happened, without any sign of injury. This shows how strong and hard his body is, like steel poured into iron.

However, this was not the reason that surprised everyone present. What surprised them more was that the one who was blown away was not the overestimating knight as expected, but the second child of the Seven Monsters who looked like an ancient behemoth. Big hammer.

"You are so ferocious with your true energy and your shooting skills are so fierce. You are not an unknown person. Which master of the Meng family are you?"

Sledgehammer was fearful and excited at the same time, his ferocious expression calmed down, and his blood-colored pupils gradually returned to normal.

When he used the hammer just now, it looked like he was attacking forcefully and going straight forward, but in fact, the hammer contained twelve levels of strength, the hammering technique was exquisite, and there was a wind that was as clever as clumsy, and ordinary innates may not be able to block it.

However, the person who wielded the spear really only used a straight thrust, and he was knocked away directly by relying on his unparalleled cultivation, without any fancy skills at all.

Facing a head-on duel, he unexpectedly fell into a disadvantage. This was really rare. His originally perfunctory attitude suddenly changed. He wanted to defeat the man face to face and then break his neck.

Meng Wen was dumbfounded when he saw this scene, and then he thought of something from the shot that pierced the sky like thunder, and said in surprise,

"Uncle Wang?"

The knight took off his helmet with his backhand and threw it to the ground, revealing his face hidden under the iron mesh shield. Who else could he be if he wasn't Wang Tianlei?

The big hammer seemed to have done a lot of work, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Wang Tianlei of the four great housekeepers?"

Unfortunately, what responded to him was only the lonely air.

If Wang Tianlei was alone, facing the six innates and the unknown Minshan boss hiding in the dark, he still wouldn't have much chance of winning. After all, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands.

However, his appearance represented a signal, a signal that made Meng Wen excited and reassured.

Since you can hide one person, you can hide two people.

Not too many, a quarter of these twenty knights are innate masters sent by the Meng family, which should be more than enough to resist the Seven Monsters of Minshan.