Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1100

A battle to exterminate the clan hastily came to an end, but the impact it caused caused huge waves in the huge Lingwu City, which could not be calmed down in a short time.

Night after day, Meng Zhao wiped out the deaths of thousands of people in Xiaofeng Hall, causing Lingwu City to be shrouded in bloody atmosphere, which lasted for a long time.

Tang advocated that Zhichong, with the help of the five innate talents, his martial arts soared, and the power of the magic soldier Qingfeng, was still under the watchful eyes of everyone, and was easily killed by Meng Zhao.

It can be seen not only the unparalleled military might and killing power of the Yangwu army, but also Meng Zhao's overbearing martial arts and tyrannical cultivation.

After this battle, Meng Zhao's idea of ​​deterring the whole city was carried out. From the king of Yanping County to the traffickers and pawns, everyone respected General Yangwu like a god, and dared not have the slightest disagreement.

Of course, especially those with different ambitions were affected the most. The top talents in China, such as Longcheng, after seeing the battle in Xiaofengtang, faced Meng Zhao, and they would inevitably feel timid and guilty, and their thinking and actions were also restrained.

At the same time, the destruction of Xiaofeng Hall also sucked a lot of blood from the Yangwu army under Meng Zhao's command, as well as the Meng family. The huge amount of wealth, the land and property left behind were all owned by Meng Zhao.

As a qualified leader, Meng Zhao naturally wouldn't eat alone, so after discussing with Bei Tanghe, he also made a certain cut of interests to stop some people's mouths and reduce the outside world's dissatisfaction with Meng Zhao's domineering behavior .

This is only a part of the minority, and most of the benefits are still swallowed by Meng Zhao himself.

Mengjiazhuang, middle courtyard, in a wing room.

Liang Muqiu was dressed in a lavender dress, sitting cross-legged on the bright yellow futon, the vitality around her body was like circles of light wheels, floating on her body surface, colorful lights, flickering non-stop in her hands.

In the half-foot space in front of her chest, a blue dagger showing the appearance of a spirit snake slowly sinks and floats.

Along with the turbulent heaven and earth vitality, supernatural powers that belong to the power of the gods continued to burst out, and strands of sharpness were absorbed by Liang Muqiu as a reward for Liang Muqiu's warming and nurturing himself.

Meng Zhao sat on one side of the room, holding a cup of ginseng tea, watching the scene calmly, and sighed slightly.

The ability of this magic weapon is actually quite impressive. Excluding other things, all the supernatural powers, extreme speed, or divine speed of the magic weapon alone are very rare, enough to give the soldier master the hope of escape at critical moments.

Two days ago, that Zhang Zhichong accommodated the cultivation base empowered by the five great innates, and was blessed with the power of the divine weapon for a short time. The speed was so fast that Meng Zhao could not match it. If he really gave the other party a chance, there was indeed hope of escape.

It's a pity that Meng Zhao's kung fu is extremely overbearing, and he has performed the supreme Buddhist kung fu, Fudo Ming Wang's big mudra of subduing demons, as well as the secret technique he had suddenly realized, the Tianzi Wangqi technique.

With King Ming's power, he sealed the sky, and with the Son of Heaven Watching Qi technique, locked the ground, pried it, and briefly turned that piece of heaven and earth into Meng Zhao's own helper, to suppress and restrain this difficult and fast energy.

The result is also obvious, Zhang Zhichong has enough speed to escape, but he doesn't have the strength to break through the cage.

In the end, he was still under the Buddha's palm of Meng Zhao, and it could only be said that his fate was like this.

After getting the magic weapon Qingfeng, Meng Zhao thought again and again, and decided to hand over the magic weapon to Liang Muqiu for safekeeping.

I even hope that Liang Muqiu can be recognized by the gods and become the master of the army.

It's just a pity that although his elder sister Liang is extremely talented, strong in swordsmanship, and has the body of an ice lotus, she has not been recognized by the spirit of the divine soldier. Generally speaking, it is no longer possible to become the real and permanent Master of the Divine Weapon.

However, the military master has the usage of the military master, and the non-military master also has the usage of the non-military master.

Apart from his supernatural speed, this divine soldier, Qingfeng, has a sharp and irresistible edge, and the sharpness in it is also an excellent resource for a practitioner of Dao of the Sword like Liang Muqiu.

Therefore, in the past two days, Liang Muqiu has to take time to absorb and understand the sharpness of this kind of magic soldier, to bless his own Dao of the sword, and he has gained a lot.

That is to say, the cultivation bases of the other women are all superficial, otherwise, they can also use this magical weapon to assist their cultivation.

After a long time, Liang Muqiu finally breathed out, a ray of sharp cyan sword light overflowed from her mouth and nose, and dissipated from her body, it was more than three feet away, and it took a full count of breaths before it dissipated.

This is not made by true energy, but by the pure breathing power of the viscera, combined with the perception of the sharpness of the divine weapon.

Liang Muqiu withdrew his magic weapon, although his skills had improved, but his spirit was not very good, and he was a little sluggish.

Holding Qingfeng's blue handle, he got up and came to Meng Zhao, pouted, and said,

"I don't know why you can become a military master, but I can't. Obviously, the martial arts style doesn't match this Qingfeng."

As he spoke, he sat beside Meng Zhao, his snow-white neck raised high, like a beautiful swan.

Meng Zhao shook his head, looked at the clear blue dagger with a very good appearance, and said,

"I have not been recognized by the spirit of the divine weapon, but suppressed it with force. Although Mu Qiu's skill is strong, it is not enough to subdue the spirit of the divine soldier, so you cannot get its recognition.

However, it doesn't matter, although there are not many magic weapons in the world, there are also many. In the future, I will find a magic knife for you, which is suitable for the Qingdimuhuangsword you have cultivated. "

That's right, although Liang Muqiu had no chance to become the master of Qingfeng, but Meng Zhao, forcibly, with the domineering physique of the Ziyuan dragon body, as well as his incomparably thick cultivation base and unfathomable spiritual will, overwhelmed the spirit of the divine soldier. , enough to completely control the power of the divine weapon.

It's like a man-woman relationship.

If the magic soldier admits it, it means that they are in love with each other, and you and I are in perfect agreement.

Bandits like Meng Zhao are reckless, that is a twisted melon, sweet or not, I picked it off.

This divine soldier, Qingfeng Spirit, is not a chaste and strong woman. She dares to refuse and welcome other people, and engages in the deeds of a temporary military master. Facing Meng Zhao, she can only be trembling and forced to become the weak side.

Of course, although Meng Zhao deliberately and completely controlled the magic weapon, he didn't think about it. The main reason was that he boasted that he had Emperor Yu's armor on him, and the ability of Qingfeng was still not good enough for him.

It is precisely because of this that Liang Muqiu has complained a lot in the past two days.

"Oh, forget it, it's not your fault, it's just that I'm not capable enough, so I don't need to bother looking for some magic weapon.

I'm just a daughter's family, and now I don't even have the opportunity to do it. If there is a magic weapon in the future, it should be used by your subordinates. Men still have to focus on the great cause. "

Petty temper is small tempered, but Liang Muqiu still knows the general situation, especially in Meng Zhao's career, he has invested a lot of enthusiasm.

People now say that Meng Zhao has right-hand men, a man and a woman, the man is Lu Le, and the woman is Liang Muqiu.

When the position of main wife was vacant, Liang Muqiu actually played the role of main wife most of the time.

The back house in the inner security, and the people in the outer towns can be said to be virtuous housekeepers.

(End of this chapter)