Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1452 Erase (for subscription)

Meng Zhao nodded. It was already very good to be able to dig out this information in such a short time, but his complexion suddenly turned cold, and the whole room seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and a penetrating chill circulated in everyone's hearts.

Ever since he learned that Meng Zhaoxiu had become a peerless master and had captured Wu Huai'en, the master of heartless Taoism alive, his power had become stronger day by day. Frowning or lowering his eyes could make people's hearts beat wildly. He almost thought that he had offended him somewhere.

At this time, Meng Zhao was dissatisfied, even though they were all people whom Meng Zhao relied on and trusted, they were all trembling.

"Purduism, a poor family, very good. The thieves are really determined to kill me. They have to use thunderbolts to make them realize the reality. Well, Zhou Hu, tell me the location of the Purdue Sect branch."

After finishing speaking, Meng Zhao got up, flicked his sleeves, and walked tiger-step to a screen on the east side of the room.

This emerald screen was a gift from the Ding family, and it was already very valuable, but what Meng Zhao cared more about was the detailed map of Lingwu City hanging on its surface.

In addition to the specific terrain and landforms, it also marked densely packed small forces.

Among the forces as dense as stars, Meng Zhao's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his slender fingers like white jade, gently pressing on the position of Sui Han's family, his eyes were deep, and no fluctuations could be seen.

The crowd followed Meng Zhao to the screen, curious as to what Meng Zhao was going to do. Zhou Hu was also at a loss, but he didn't dare to neglect. He hurried forward, searched on the big map according to the information he had obtained during the interrogation, and finally pointed to a certain direction.

Meng Zhao knocked on the location of the Purdue Sect's rudder, made some calculations in his heart, nodded, and was sure...

In the outer city of Lingwu, the Suihan Clan, although not a big force in the city, is also a local household that has laid the foundation for decades. Its strength should not be underestimated, especially the martial arts.

According to legend, there are nine levels in total, and the highest level of comprehension is [-]% sure that you can hit the realm of the master and become an unworldly powerhouse.

It's a pity that since the establishment of Sui Hanmen, no one has ever been able to cultivate such a tyrannical martial arts, let alone step into the realm of a master, and only the ancestors who created this skill may have glimpsed such a mysterious martial arts realm.

However, although there has never been a strong master, and the innate masters in the school have never been cut off, and his behavior is still modest, he is weak in pioneering in Lingwu City and has more than enough self-preservation.

Even if it was Meng Zhao who set off a bloody storm and annexed eleven big and small forces, when the storm was precarious, it had never been affected.

At this time, the head of the Suihan family was in a slightly dark and cold secret room, pacing back and forth restlessly, sighing, and showing annoyed expression from time to time, only felt that he was really lost his mind.

To be moved by that villain from hell, to dare to harm the Meng family with just a few words, stupid, stupid, stupid!
He looks to be in his forties, his blood has started to decline, his eyes are a little muddy, he is actually older, but he looks younger because of his innate qigong and his ability to retain his face.

The head of the Suihan family once had an illegitimate daughter, and married her to the heir of a medium-sized family in the city, thus gaining protection, and the Suihan family has also maintained a growing momentum.

He didn't have much ambition at first, he just wanted to find a good family for his daughter, so that Sui Han's family could continue to exist in the future, that's all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Meng Zhao made a move, he killed all his son-in-laws, and even his own daughter was beaten as a slave by Meng Zhao, and given to the meritorious warriors as slaves and handmaids. Naturally, he felt dissatisfied and resentful.

He also thought about coming to Meng Zhao, spending a price, begging for mercy, and saving his daughter.

However, because of timidity and cowardice, he was afraid that his son-in-law would implicate him, so he didn't dare to speak out.

There was anger and hatred in his heart, but this kind of anger and hatred had absolutely no ground for survival in the face of Meng Zhao's godlike martial arts. Even if he had three guts, he would not dare to plan to assassinate Meng Zhao.

It's just that there is the hell way first, and then there is the Purdue religion. The two coaxed and deceived him, frightened and frightened him, and let him board the thief's boat.

All he was thinking of was to provide a little help and make things difficult for Meng Zhao.

When he really did it, he began to regret it again.

For a while, I was worried that I would help Hell Dao and Purdue Sect to accomplish this, and since then I would be completely on the bandit boat, being manipulated by others, and I couldn't help myself from then on.

For a while, he was worried that the manpower he provided would be discovered, and then he would reveal his identity and his poor family, which would incur a blow from Meng Zhao.

After a while, with some joy and excitement, I hoped to see Meng Zhao furious and helpless after Wu Huai'en was rescued.

It's just that for some reason, the more I want to calm down, the more restless I feel in my heart, the more obvious it is, and there are even signs of it getting worse.

What's more, the head of Suihan's sect obviously has superb cultivation, deep internal strength, and healthy body, but at this moment he involuntarily begins to sweat, his mouth becomes dry, and his heart beats faster, as if some catastrophe is about to strike.

The master of Sui Han's family wiped off the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, bit the tip of his tongue, the pain suppressed the anxiety that almost drove him crazy, and regained a little bit of reason and clarity, thinking to himself,
"My current performance is completely captured by some kind of powerful oppression and murderous intent, but it is extremely safe, and no foreign enemies have intruded. Could it be that I am overthinking?"

With a heartbeat, the head of the Suihan Sect felt that the dark secret room was like a cage, trapping himself in it, completely cut off from the outside world, without any hesitation, he opened the door of the secret room and walked out.

However, what chilled the head of the Suihan Sect was that after walking out of this secret room, the feeling of panic and restlessness in his heart, not only did not ease, but became more intense, and the words "imminent disaster" almost occupied his entire mind.

And not long after the head of the Suihan Sect walked out of the secret room, the entire Suihan Sect, men, women, young and old, those with martial arts and those without martial arts, all felt terrified.

Until, above the head, the bright sunlight was suddenly covered, as if the sky was eclipsing the sun; the cold wind around was also stagnated, as if the space was frozen.

Hundreds of people looked up at the sky, and a huge palm, which could not be seen at a glance, slowly pressed down from the sky.

The five fingers are like five divine pillars holding up the sky and the earth, and even more like five majestic and endless dragons, exuding scorching light.

The place in the palm seems to be able to hold a thousand, dark and deep, containing endless mysterious mysteries, absorbing people's spirit.

At the moment when the giant palm fell from the sky, some people who were unsteady and not well-cultivated were immediately shocked into idiots, their spirits dissipated, and they were no different from dead people.

And the innate masters who are as skilled as the master of the Suihan family are helpless in the face of this earth-shattering giant palm that looks like an ancient god and demon. They can only watch themselves and the Suihan family they belong to wipe out this giant palm...

(End of this chapter)