Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Although Yun Fei was taciturn, he looked at the problem much more thoroughly than Wei Qi. He shook his head and said,

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Do you really think that the Lord of the Bleeding Water Immortal Palace is some kind and kind person?

Master once commented that this person has dangers in mountains and rivers in his chest, and his heart is as deep as an abyss and lake. He has great terror, great danger, and even greater ambitions.

If it's not necessary, it's better not to provoke him. "

Like Meng Zhao, the reason why Yunfei agreed to come to the Demonic Association was to increase his knowledge and not to cause trouble.

Another point is that I want to meet the talented and powerful people of the evil way to confirm what I have learned.

Although he admired the name of Dragon City and his martial arts, he was not afraid of it. However, Meng Zhao had already made him feel inferior and there was no hope of surpassing him.

Swallowing Heaven Daozi made him even more fearful and ignorant, almost giving birth to inner demons.

Nowadays, it is urgent to break this shadow with a stronger attitude, and using martial arts to build up momentum is undoubtedly an excellent way.

While several people were discussing, they suddenly heard thunder-like rumbling sounds not far away, and waves of gloomy and ominous aura spreading. The clash of qi was like the tip of a needle against the awn of wheat, implying murderous intent. , several people were surprised.

"Someone is fighting, Master, should we go over and take a look?"

Having arrived here, Meng Zhao and the others had not really seen any human beings, but along the way they saw traces of people passing by. Some were setting up tents, and some were making fires to barbecue. Naturally, they were inevitably fighting with each other. The aftermath of the war.

However, the traces are just traces. The fluctuations coming now show that someone is engaged in a life-and-death battle.

"From what I can see, the two people fighting in this fight are both very powerful in martial arts. They must be evil geniuses who came to the Demon Association. They are about to see it. Brother Meng, what do you think?"

Yunfei was full of fighting spirit and his eyes were shining. After Wei Qi finished speaking, he quickly answered, fearing that Meng Zhao and Gu Yunfei would avoid the center of the battlefield for the sake of convenience, which would deprive him of the experience of witnessing a master showdown.

Moreover, unknowingly, Yunfei had obviously placed Meng Zhao above Gu Simonan.

"Well, you might as well take a look."

Different from Yun Fei's vague feeling, Meng Zhao's feeling was stronger. He knew that the two people fighting in the distance must be the authentic successors of the evil way, and they were fighting passionately, causing waves to tremble.

The opportunity is so rare, it would be a pity not to take a look.

That is to say, outside of Bishui Immortal Palace, this group of strong men with talent and character would just disagree with each other, look down on life and death, and go straight to work without any scruples.

When we arrive at Bishui Immortal Palace, in the territory of the powerful masters, no matter how strong the genius is, no matter how rebellious the person is, they must abide by the rules and put away their minions. Even if they compete with each other, they will only stop at the point, and there will be less of a life and death battle. It’s hard to avoid watching the bloody nature.

There are many fantastic ideas that can only be stimulated between life and death, and it is difficult to express them with a stroke of genius.

Several people reached a consensus, with Yun Fei taking the lead, and rushed towards the center of the battle where the fluctuations were coming.

It's like a hurricane, and the body movements are all different, some are running rampant, some are ghostly like demons, some are winding like dragons.

Not long after, they came to a flat ground covered with green grass and saw two people fighting in an extremely ferocious manner.

A congenital master wields a sword. The sword in his hand is densely covered with crimson blood. It is obviously not ordinary. The moves of the sword are dangerous and can kill people. The path of the sword is light but ruthless. The sword energy turns into a stream of blood, making the whole area full of blood. The space exudes a strong bloody aura, which is densely intertwined and formed into a river of sword energy and blood.

The sword's intent was ferocious, like a monster brewing from the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of corpses. Meng Zhao, who had mastered the sword technique of Jiutian Demon Subduing, frowned, and unnaturally developed a strong killing intent.

However, while studying the sword technique, he unknowingly understood the sword intention of subduing demons, and a great sense of righteousness brewed in his heart. He felt happy to be able to eliminate such an evil sword.

Meng Zhao's mind was like a mirror, and his understanding and control of himself had reached the level of detail. Therefore, as soon as he discovered it, he immediately used a higher level of true dragon intention to suppress the demon-subduing sword intention, and the boiling murderous intent slowly calmed down.

The innately strong person who fought with him used his legs to defend against the enemy. It could be seen with the naked eye that his legs were thick and powerful, and his feet were as dexterous as human hands. He had a variety of tricks and techniques, and he could neutralize the vicious swordsmanship and killing moves one by one.

Of course, this leg technique is not a serious method. It has the most tricks and is the most wonderful, but it is also famous for its weirdness. The strength of the leg also contains an extremely sinister killing intention, like a cold poisonous snake, ready to strike at any time.

In addition to Meng Zhao and his party, there were also warriors watching alone or in groups nearby. They were obviously warriors going to Bishui Immortal Palace. They were attracted by this fierce battle. Rough calculations, at least. There were also ten or twenty people.

However, those who can come here are basically not good people, so although they look different and dress up differently, they don't look like good people competing against each other.

The one with pierced ears and a big gold ring, the whole body covered in black gauze, like a strange mummy, and the one with venomous snakes and centipedes lying on the body, as if it had become a nest of poisonous insects.

All I have to do is have the words "I am a bad guy" clearly engraved on my face.

Although this place is an unknown place in the mountains, we can already get a first glimpse of what a demonic meeting with a group of demons dancing around would look like.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of people here."

Yunfei's eyes were like lightning, with a smile on his lips. In addition to being immersed in the confrontation between the two masters, he also separated a ray of his mind to observe the other people watching the battle. He was excited in his heart and said happily.

The attraction here is no longer just the two people engaged in a fierce battle, but also attracts the attention of many people watching the battle.

It's just that compared to other guys who don't look serious, the newly arrived Meng Zhao and his team look much better.

Of course, it mainly refers to Meng Zhao and Wei Qi. Gu Simonan and Yun Fei are not much better than the others.

Gu Simonan was obviously a man, but he had a very seductive aura, and was much more beautiful and feminine than his daughter.

Yun Fei was dressed in black, with long hair disheveled, and bright red tattoos on his arms. At first glance, he was not a good person.

Wei Qi, from top to bottom, was dressed normally and was a normal person, but his aura was like that of a savage beast, which made people avoid him.

In comparison, Meng Zhao has a handsome appearance, crystal clear skin, and is as fair as jade. He is already over 20 years old, but he looks like a boy of sixteen or seventeen. He is simply a descendant of an immortal.

Of course, Meng Zhao's eyes, the purplish color of his hair, and the elf's deep and hard-to-understand temperament are enough to show that he is not someone to be trifled with, at most he is a hypocrite with a good reputation but a bad reputation.

Note that this is a conclusion drawn from other people’s observations.

They have never doubted that Meng Zhao was not a demon. After all, he could get together with the other three demons. The relationship was unusual. What good thing could he be?

That's why Meng Zhao is described as white on the outside and black on the inside.

Good looks are also envied.