Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 456

If the two swords of the boy before were the most lethal swordsmanship that Meng Zhao had ever seen, then this sword was also the most subtle and mysterious sword that Meng Zhao had ever seen .

Even compared with Han Pu, who uses a knife, he is still a little immature, and there is a big gap.

The light of the knife was brilliant, like lightning flashing across the sky, piercing his eyes white, and he lost his eyesight temporarily. Like both hands, it was thrown high and then dropped heavily.

What made Meng Zhao even more excited was the wonderful rhythm brought by the rough kitchen knife, which gave him a sense of crisis and urgency that no matter how he avoided or resisted, his head would eventually be chopped off.

"Good swordsmanship."

Meng Zhao just flashed this thought in his mind, his subconscious muscles clustered together, his tendons tensed up like a python, and he involuntarily used the rain of thousands of needles from the iron-smelting hand, consuming the energy of the red dragon, turning them into thousands of needles. The cruising little dragons scattered out and bombarded in all directions.

He didn't know how the weird knife path was used, but he knew that he could attack and defend 360 degrees without dead ends, dispelling the opponent's delusion of killing with one blow.

In fact, for ordinary people, such an approach is tantamount to drinking doves to quench their thirst, because acquired warriors have limited internal energy, and using such super-intensive internal energy-consuming moves can only escape for a while, and will inevitably fall into a disadvantage later .

But Meng Zhao is different. He has a perfect foundation. He entered the realm of acquired great success by condensing the strongest dantian. After that, he awakened the dragon body and underwent a radical change. His strength soared. Dozens of times as much, the internal force is almost endless, and the speed of regenerating Qi is also super fast, so that he is not afraid of consumption and injury to the body's tiny meridians.

Facts have proved that Meng Zhao's approach was successful, but not completely successful.

He expended his Chilong energy and hit the Iron Hand's Rain of Thousand Needles, which indeed served the purpose of resisting the stunning knife from cook Xu Duo, but the time was only an instant.

After all, Qianzhenyu's move was a group attack technique, which dispersed the power, but Xu Duo's kitchen knife chopped melons and vegetables as if with the help of a god, chopped Meng Zhao's condensed Chilong Qi into pieces one after another, and arrived in an instant. In front of Meng Zhao.

His knife looks ridiculous, but the power contained in the knife is terrifying.

It gives people a sense of domineering that everything can be cut, and everything can be cut off. After all, Chilong Jin is the basic chapter of martial arts of gods and demons, and ordinary kung fu can't compare with it.

Of course, Meng Zhao only needed Xu Duo's momentary dullness, which was enough.

When the kitchen knife was cutting towards him, Meng Zhao had already sprinted out, retreated three feet like lightning, and at the same time stroked the pipa, hitting the blade of the kitchen knife three times in succession.

The cook Xu Duo trembled slightly as if struck by lightning, and froze on the spot, while Meng Zhao took a few steps back unhurriedly, looking at the guy with big ears in surprise and solemnity.

Kakaka, I saw countless cracks appearing on the blade of the kitchen knife in a very short period of time, and then fell to the ground in pieces, leaving only one knife in Xu Duo's hand.

Meng Zhaoze looked lightly at the knuckles of his right middle finger. There was an obvious blush on it, which was injured by the shock force that shattered the kitchen knife.

However, Meng Zhao's physique is extraordinary, and the recovery ability of dragon blood is really excellent. It didn't take a moment for the red spot to disappear, and the entire palm returned to its original state, as if nothing had been done.

After a fight, Meng Zhaolue had the upper hand, but his unprecedented defense and attack also showed the strength of the cook Xu Duo. His sword skills were almost three points more powerful than Xiao Nan's assassination sword skills.

The difference is that Xiao Nan's opponent is Lu Haochun, and he used a taboo method to improve his strength, which caused great damage to himself, while Xu Duo just used the sword normally, and he was facing a dragon body with unfathomable martial arts. Meng Zhao.

"Your sword skills are good, what's your name?"

Meng Zhao groaned with a smile, and he didn't feel ashamed because he almost fell into a dangerous situation. Instead, he was interested in finding out the origin of the other party's martial arts.

After a short fight, he has roughly figured out the foundation of the cook Xu Duo, and his skill is also at the top level acquired, but it is far inferior to his solid foundation. If it is purely internal strength, he can directly blast the opponent.

But martial arts is not just a competition of skill, just like this guy with big ears, his sword skills are really impressive, not to mention his opponent, at least his martial arts quality is definitely not bad.

Xu Duo, that is to say, the big-eared cook was a little absent-minded, but not lost. He looked at the fragments of kitchen knives scattered on the ground, and said slowly,

"There is no name. The knife skill was developed when the master taught me how to cook. If you think it is good, you can call it a kitchen knife."

Meng Zhaoruo was thoughtful. Indeed, this cook's knife skills were somewhat special compared to normal knife skills, because kitchen knives were considered a kind of strange weapon, and the method of handling knives was different from ordinary knives.

However, a knife is a knife, a long knife, a thick-backed machete, a simple knife can kill, and of course a kitchen knife can also kill, and as long as it can kill, it is a good knife.

"Your saber technique is so proficient, it reminds me of an allusion, Paoding Jieniu, it is more appropriate to call it Paoding's sword technique."

At this time, Meng Zhao also tasted the real mystery of that knife.

Fast, ruthless, and accurate are just the appearance of this saber, the real saber intent is to enter the world with no thickness, that is to follow the flaws, use the smallest strength, the most exquisite saber technique, and exert the greatest power .

It can be regarded as a representative martial art with a small but broad, and the power it unleashes is astonishing.

Moreover, this saber technique definitely has a good origin, and it is based on the true meaning of superior martial arts.

It's definitely not something that a random cook can comprehend after ten or ten years of chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

From this, it can be seen that this person's mastery should not be simple.

Meng Zhao felt that if this Xu Duo one day entered into innate talent, his saber skills would definitely not be inferior to that of Hanxue Dao Baishicheng and the master who was proficient in Hate and Resentment Dao.

For a while, Meng Zhao regained his love for talents.

This kind of master is a treasure, with great potential and stamina, and he is about to set up his own family and go out to fight in the country. If he can be taken as his subordinate...

However, thinking that this person might have something to do with the real Meng Zhao, Meng Zhao's heart turned cold again.

This world is too big, and the number of warriors is also extremely large. Once there are many talents, it is not so important.

What he wants to do more now is to find out the situation and whereabouts of the person who looks similar to him.

Xu Duo didn't know what Meng Zhao was thinking, but his face was complicated, revealing a touch of disappointment,

"The Pao Ding Dao method, you are right, it is the Pao Ding Dao method.

It's a pity, this knife still can't help you, I'm not a Pao Ding after all. "

Meng Zhao secretly shook his head.

Where Xu Duo couldn't do it, it was clearly because the opponent he met was too strong.

Counting Houtian warriors all over the world, how many of them are able to wrestle with Meng Zhao?
Unless he is a super genius, a peerless genius, he will be crushed to death by Zi Yuanlong's body pressure.

Xu Duo's performance like this is enough to prove the power of the saber technique.

(End of this chapter)