Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1424 Appearing (for Subscription)

Hearing what Taohua Xiushi said, Beitanghe really felt a little bit cautious, and glanced at Meng Zhaohou who was expressionless, but didn't say anything.

After all, he is afraid of Wu Huai'en's martial arts master who seems to be hidden in the dark, and he is also worried that the other party will not only deal with him, but also deal with himself. Now Taohuaxiu said so, but it gave him a little hope and confidence.

Even Bei Tanghe, who was a little deep in the city, thought a little more. If Meng Zhao died here today, and he was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, could he use the opportunity of the leaderless Meng family to usurp the power of Yangwu? What about annexing the huge Meng family?
After all, in his opinion, Meng Zhao has no heirs now, and he separated from Nan'anbo and set up a separate family. Once Meng Zhao is gone, the big Meng family will be a big piece of fat. If he doesn't eat it, others will eat it. That being the case , you can't lose yourself and make others cheaper.

Of course, he also knew very well that Meng Zhao was a man of extremely high intelligence, without any omissions. He was also a genius, with superb martial arts, and his cards were unknown, so he might not necessarily end up here.

Therefore, these ideas can only be regarded as extravagant visions for the future. Whether they can be realized depends on Meng Zhao's performance and the ability of the person facing him.

The subtle change in Beitanghe's attitude may be able to hide it from other people, but it cannot be hidden from the Taohua Xiushi and Meng Zhao who know him very well, and the performance of the two is surprisingly similar.

Like Taohua Xiushi, with a smile on his face, he has clearly determined that Beitanghe is not a threat today, and he will not seek compensation in the future, and even if he seeks compensation, he may not dare to tear himself apart with the sinful valley behind him.

This has a lot to do with the limited strength of the Yanping County Prince's Mansion, as well as the practice and attitude of swallowing their anger.

In the same way, Meng Zhao also understood that Beitanghe is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. If he can survive, he may not be able to do some outrageous things. Now he just keeps silent, and he is paying attention to him.

He also didn't care about the involuntary words of Taohua Xiushi. In his opinion, these are all nonsense. If you don't want to do something, you don't have to do it. If you do it, you will get retribution on your head. There is no third party. options.

Therefore, the Taohua Xiushi who plotted against him today, as well as Wu Huai'en who is hiding in the dark, are all targets for him to kill or surrender.

As for the wild fist pretending to be the Son of Heaven, the reason why he spared the other party's life was purely because Meng Zhao wanted to reveal the other party's true face, and he didn't want to beat the other party into a pulp with one punch, and there was no evidence to support his own words.

This also has a lot to do with Meng Zhao's detached mentality. Those he wants to kill will surely die, and those he doesn't want to kill may live, and they will be free and free.

"Okay, there is no need to show these nonsense, the matter of life and death is not up to you, but to us.

Wu Huai'en, you are also a majestic master of martial arts, you have tried your best to set up such a situation, hide in the dark, and dare not assassinate me until you have the chance.

After all, it is I, Meng Zhao, who is too famous to frighten all the young people, making you jealous and afraid to let go of your hands and feet.

Or is it that you, Wu Huai'en, are too timid, you have a master in martial arts, but you don't have the heart of a master, so you dare not fight me openly? "

Meng Zhao's voice was clear and penetrating, like a clear spring flowing down from a mountain stream hitting a rock.

However, the content and tone of his words can make people angry, especially Wu Huai'en, who was shackled and feigned to be one of the dead ghosts, his chest heaved and he was full of murderous intent.

He has always been conceited, unruly, and valued the martial arts of the master. He was swayed by the Son of Huangquan before, and there was actually a smoldering anger and killing intent in his heart.

However, he is also a wonderful person, deliberately provoking, accumulating this anger and killing intent in his chest, hoping to release all these emotions with martial arts at the moment of assassination, so as to increase his combat power and kill with one blow.

At this time, Meng Zhao's provocation was disdainful and underestimated, and he paid more attention to his inner emotional changes.

But when he heard a loud bang, it was Wu Huai'en, who was pretending to be a dead ghost, exerting force with his hands and feet. With a light tear, the shackles made of cold iron were torn to pieces. He vented, and the few unlucky people around him who were also shackled by shackles were shaken into a pulp.

The smell of blood floated in the air, and after a while, under the surrounding cold environment, the heavy snow fluttering in the sky froze and dissipated without a trace.

Click, click, Wu Huai'en stepped on the ground and moved towards Meng Zhao's direction. At the same time, a forceful and domineering aura that belonged only to the master and strong man squeezed towards Meng Zhao like a thousand swords and ten thousand blades.

Suddenly, the formation is a substantial impact, bringing shocking visual effects.

The earth softened by the strength of the red dragon just now, mixed with ice and snow, under the impact of this invisible energy, instantly formed thousands of scratches like knives and swords, extremely fierce, winding towards Meng Zhao Extend away.

This aura is formed by his own heartless mentality and the power of heaven and earth. What is unique is not only his own feelings, but also the feelings of heaven and earth. The world is ruthless, and nothing can grow.

It can also be regarded as a fusion method of spiritual martial arts and true energy martial arts.

Although the power is not strong, it is impossible to guard against, and it is very suitable for sudden attacks and sneak attacks on others.

In addition, this so-called power is not strong, and it is aimed at the combat power of the master level. It is more than enough to kill innate warriors, so it is also a very good method.

Wu Huai'en wanted to use this method to give Meng Zhao a head-on blow and suppress his arrogance.

In order to break the opponent's domineering momentum, even if it is only to pry out a small gap, he is sure to make this gap expand and become the reason for the opponent's defeat.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, he is a dignified master, but he is so cautious when dealing with a congenital martial artist, not hesitating to sneak attack, not hesitating to fight with spiritual martial arts, it can be said that he is downgraded.

However, the fact that this opponent is Meng Zhao, who is also a super strong man he recognizes, doesn't seem so difficult to accept.

This aura was only aimed at Meng Zhao himself, and it seemed that other guards, as well as Bei Tanghe, were not included.

Therefore, Beitanghe and the guards could only see thousands of knives and swords extending towards them from the ground, as if they were about to strike at them at any moment, and kept retreating.

However, in fact, even if they don't move, with Wu Huai'en's martial arts, it is enough not to hurt them.

On the other hand, Meng Zhao, at the moment when the other party's energy burst out, his whole body felt like being pointed at by a sword, and he spontaneously used his kung fu to resist.

His whole body has energy holes, as if there are countless real dragons hovering around and sitting in the town. The real dragons are strong and domineering, and under the control of Meng Zhao's Yulongdijing, they firmly lock up the body.

It is also the double blessing of will and true qi, which can be said to be leak-free and leak-free, and it is as stable as Mount Tai despite thousands of blows.

The next moment, there seemed to be a crisp crashing sound in everyone's ears, jingling, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping...

Invisible negotiation becomes tangible confrontation!
(End of this chapter)