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Chapter 121 Grasping (for subscription)

The so-called innate realm, mysterious and mysterious, is a very obvious leap and sublimation of martial arts.

Once achieved, the qualitative gap with acquired martial artists will be widened in an instant.

In the ancient gods and demons and the ancient times, heaven and man walked everywhere, the master was not as good as a dog, and innate nature was nothing.

But now the times are different, the world has changed, and the congenital has already been able to be called a strong man in Chixian Shenzhou.

The most obvious and intuitive way to measure the background of a power and whether it is strong or not is the quality and quantity of innate masters. It is not a lie to say that an innate talent can support a small family.

The warrior of the Sun family in front of him, if he is young, no more than 25 years old, then he has the potential to impact his innate potential, and if he is less than 20 years old, he will be even more remarkable, and his future is limitless.

At this time, Meng Zhao, who has seen the background of the Meng family one after another, also has some strange thoughts surging. If he wants to truly become a powerful person in power, in addition to his own ability and strength, he must also have capable officers and manpower.

Not to mention the achievements of the emperor, but to dominate the rivers and lakes. Even the tyrants in the situation are assisted by the Twelve Demons of Tianchi and Shuang Fengyun.

Because of Meng Zhengan's death, Erfang has been silent for a long time, and most of the people with insight have left. The only people available today are Lu Zhong and Lu Le and his son, plus some potential warriors who are basically unlikely to become natural warriors.

Lu Zhong is old, Lu Le can't support alone, Shi Jie is at best a cooperative relationship, more often they use each other.

That's why Meng Zhao had the idea to recruit some more talents for his own use, and this warrior from the Sun family fell in love with him.

As for whether it can be done, it's better to have no attachments, let's try it.

Meng Zhao stretched out his hand to move, and two masked men in black ran to his side with light kung fu, bowed their heads to listen to the instructions,

"Go, send more people, and arrest that man, I want to live, and it's best not to hurt him."

The so-called above sentence, the next one broke his leg, Meng Zhao is also the master of the Meng family at any rate, after the two people next to him heard it, they nodded without hesitation.

Following Meng Zhao's order, eight more Meng family warriors nearby joined the battle circle besieging the Sun family warrior, and the pressure instantly magnified several times.

Although the man was able to fight, his strength was not so strong that he was unmatched. After a while, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, his hands were tied behind his back, and he knelt on the ground, making it difficult to break free .

Even so, he still straightened his back, and the aura exuding from the inside out became more and more cold and arrogant, which surprised the people on the left and right, and didn't understand that he had become a prisoner of the ranks, so what's there to be proud of.

Meng Zhao walked up to this man in a few steps, met a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, reached out and took off the mask on his face, revealing a very young face, which made Meng Zhao happy.

Judging by his age, he should be about the same age as Meng Zhao, with a thin and narrow face, with regular features, very delicate, with a sense of harmlessness to humans and animals.

However, his eyes instantly broke the feeling of weakness on his face, indifferent, and in the indifference, there was a kind of extreme ferocity.

It's like a cute little white-haired beast that instantly turns into a ferocious beast full of fangs.

"Good look, I don't care about others, this person will stay first."

At this time, a warrior of the Meng family hesitated a little, hesitated for a moment, and said,

"Fourth son, the third master has an order. This time, no one will be left alive. I'm afraid he will be kept."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Zhao had already stretched out his hand to interrupt him. Seeing that there were only a few people left in the Sun family who were still fighting in the corner, the others were all lying on the ground, blood staining the land, and said forcefully,

"You don't need to worry about this matter, I will explain to my third uncle, and I won't make it difficult for you."

Meng Zhao's words had already reached such a level that the warriors of the left and right Meng families would not ask for trouble, so they asked someone to tie up the young man.

The man was also stubborn and never said a word.

At the beginning, there was neither the kind of hysterical frenzy that seemed to be indifferent to life or death, nor was there panic and begging for mercy.

When he heard that Meng Zhao wanted to spare his life for other purposes, he did not reveal his sense of joy for the rest of his life.

A very strange and interesting person. Of course, these are all based on the other party's potential.

Otherwise, there are so many interesting people in this world, how could Meng Zhao just treat someone differently.

Back on the battlefield, the fighting has gradually come to an end.

Except for the young Sun family warrior who was captured, the rest of the Sun family members were beheaded, leaving only Sun Chuanxing and the two geniuses still stubbornly resisting.

There was no suspense in the battle between Meng Chuan and Sun Chuanxing at this time. Meng Chuan's moves became more and more fierce and powerful, and after seeing through the number of soft swords and swordsmanship, he used his own red flag to make his internal strength domineering and powerful. Forcibly forcing Sun Chuanxing to collide with his internal force.

It is to use one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

As the level of internal strength intensified, Sun Chuanxing's disadvantage became more and more obvious. At this time, the water in his body was evaporated, his physical strength was greatly exhausted, his lips were cracked and blood flowed out, and his eyes were full of exhaustion. .

However, he still maintained a good attitude, looking for opportunities to escape while fighting.

However, soon, Sun Chuanxing fell into despair. It turned out that Meng Zhao sent people to form a circle, surrounded Sun Chuanxing and Meng Chuan, and blocked all his escape routes. Except for flying into the sky, otherwise it was absolutely impossible. escape.

It was precisely because this last hope was ruined that Sun Chuanxing was in a trance, revealing the biggest flaw since the war.

Meng Chuan's fighting talent, he will not let the fleeting opportunity go to waste.

With a fixed gaze, the speed of his movement was instantly increased. His body was as huge as a giant, but as agile as an ape, and he was close to his opponent.

Both hands became claws, clasped directly on the opponent's wrist, squeezed and twisted, and the sound of Kara's bones shattering sounded.

Sun Chuanxing's hands were directly twisted off, and the huge force even exposed the white bones stained with red lines. The scene was extremely bloody and cruel.

With a clang, the soft sword was thrown high and then fell heavily. Before Sun Chuanxing could cry out in pain, Meng Chuan hit the iron while it was hot, raised his fists high like a bear, and then beat on Sun Chuanxing's chest like a storm.

After a moment of crackling, this grandson of the Sun family, who was once raised as a heir, had been discarded on the side of the road like a tattered rag. out of breath.

However, Meng Chuan, who beat Sun Chuanxing to death, seemed a little unhappy. While wiping the blood stains on his hands with a white towel handed over by his subordinates, he complained,

"Fourth brother, if you didn't let people surround us just now, he might not have lost, so it seems that I won't win by force."

Meng Zhao patted Meng Chuan on the shoulder and said with a smile,
"I see that you have the chance to win, and I have thoroughly understood his soft sword technique.

Killing him is a matter of time, I just brought this result ahead of time, there is no need to be depressed. "

While the two were talking, there was a huge explosion sound from a distance, which also stopped abruptly. The Innate War seems to have ended.

(End of this chapter)