Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 499 Sudden Assassination (for Subscription)

As if feeling Meng Zhao's repulsion and hesitation towards Jianan Pass, and his ignorance of the Kuang family, the sickly young man named Kuang Tianyou explained,

"The Kuang family used to be a member of the Yanzhou family. Several women in the family entered the palace and were canonized as concubines. However, because they lost power, they were suppressed and the whole family was sent to Jianan Pass."

Meng Zhao felt relieved by briefly introducing his family background and shortcomings, showing his sincerity.

At least from the current point of view, this person should be seeking cooperation, or asking for something, which is why he appears so frank.

Meng Zhao had a better feeling for him, and was about to agree with him, and boarded the other party's boat to see what he had to say.

In the clear and calm water of the lake, there suddenly erupted with roars like giant beasts, and vortices appeared one after another, as if they were about to open their mouths wide and swallow the two small boats.

The hull of the boat began to sway extremely unsteadily, swaying from side to side in the gradually increasing rain. Fortunately, the people on board were all proficient in martial arts. By the side, it was not affected by the violent shaking of the hull.

Meng Zhao's complexion changed, and the palm holding the Buddhist beads deftly retracted, and the jasper Buddhist beads were strung back into his wrist. His sharp eyes looked at Kuang Tianyou on the opposite bow, and seeing him also had an unexpected expression, his heart moved.
"Could it be that this change has nothing to do with him?"

As the vortex expands and collides, the originally calm lake water stirs up a turbulent current, and the tide surges, rolling up huge water waves, pressing towards the two small boats, giving people a thrilling feeling of facing thousands of troops. Feel.

One after another, huge waves slapped on the hull, and the ordinary wooden hull produced by the small workshop began to creak and creak, and the sound of being overwhelmed was overwhelmed.

Under the sudden change, both Zhu'er and Han Lu on the boat were a little scared, but Liang Muqiu's expression was as usual, with a disdainful smile on the corners of his plump lips, obviously he didn't think much of these small tricks.

Meng Zhao stood on the bow of the boat with his head held high, calm and composed, his clothes fluttering, and the oil-paper umbrella above his head had been discarded at some point. Three-point momentum.

Kuang Tianyou was thinking of something, with a slightly resentful expression on his face, and a few words out of his dark lips, he saw the ordinary boatman slightly shaking the wooden paddle that touched the lake water, and the whole boat, Together with the Wupeng boat that Meng Zhao was in, it was like a motionless Mount Tai in an instant, undisturbed by the increasingly surging water waves and undercurrents.

At the same time, the paddle is like an unrivaled sword, and along three directions, it draws a huge transparent air blade several feet high, cutting the water and waves, cutting all the way, like a broken bamboo.

Soon, the water of the clear green lake around the two small boats was gurgling with bubbles, tumbling in a red and dirty color, and sections of sliced ​​and broken human corpses floated up.

"Great!"

Watching all directions with his eyes and ears listening to all directions, Meng Zhao naturally noticed that the boatman made a lot of money as soon as he made a move, and secretly praised him.

It seemed that the boatman just shook the wooden pulp in his hand slightly, but the urging of strength, the use of strength, and the easy-to-use, non-smoky performance were completely at the level of top masters.

At the same time, Kuang Tianyou's slightly childish voice came,
"Mr. Meng, don't worry, this is Xiao Xiao's generation who came here for my subordinates, and Kuang's subordinates will solve the trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the lake water under the floating corpse, and the splashing water was blown up. The eight figures, like vigorous fish in the water, jumped out of the lake water, and assassinated Meng Zhao on the boat.

The sword light is like the scorching sun at noon in summer, bursting out with extremely bright and dazzling sharpness, the cold killing intent, as strong as ice, condensed into sword energy, and it is sure to kill with one strike.

The eight killers, after evacuating the water, came to Meng Zhao, bursting out with sword energy to kill, all in one go, the whole process did not stop at all, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was carefully planned.

And everyone seems to hold a decisive attitude of success or success, moving forward indomitably, which is breathtaking.

They gave Meng Zhao the feeling that they were very similar to a person, that is Xiao Nan, the tavern servant, the assassin who abolished Lu Haochun, a disciple of the Mozun Palace with two swords.

However, no matter how many calculations, no matter how many desperate blows, under the suppression of absolute strength, they will all appear pale and vulnerable.

I saw Liang Muqiu's body burst out with a huge cyan sword light suddenly, and cut with his palm, the sword energy crossed the sky, and slammed into the eight sword energy, almost at the same time, hit these sword energy.

Bang, clang, clang...

The sound of the eight paths colliding like gold and iron came out, and the eight fine-quality swords were directly smashed into pieces by Liang Muqiu's trusty hand.

At the same time, the eight figures soaring into the sky fell back into the lake at twice the speed than before, and soon floated up one by one, with their backs or faces, facing the drizzle like oil. The sky roared unwillingly.

Meng Zhao didn't even move his footsteps, looking calm and smiling, he extended a thumbs up to Liang Muqiu,

"Good swordsmanship!"

Where is the good?

Fortunately, although Liang Muqiu had innate strength, he used no more strength than those assassins to fight back.

Under the same strength, not only the sword energy was crushed, but the sword body itself was shattered, and a huge concussion force was applied to kill all eight assassins on the spot. This performance was even better than that of the boatman. and.

It's hard not to wonder if this woman is too determined to win and lose face in front of Meng Zhao, so she does it on purpose.

Liang Muqiu smiled arrogantly, puffed out his chest enough to dominate the ball girl, and said,

"It's not good, I haven't used my real kung fu yet!"

Meng Zhao did not doubt this.

Until now, he still doesn't know what kind of martial arts Liang Muqiu practiced, but judging from his identity as a descendant of the peerless King Liang, and his amazing performance in fighting against the ranks of Meng Jizu, the martial arts are probably only stronger than the Chiqiling.

This scene fell into the eyes of Kuang Tianyou and the boatman holding the oars, his heart skipped a beat, his eyelids even twitched, and he couldn't help thinking,

Could it be that the Meng family is really so strong that any woman who comes out at random has such superb martial arts?

Looking at Meng Zhao's gaze is also a little more dignified, at least compared to before, it is much more important.

But after Liang Muqiu killed the eight assassins lightly, the originally turbulent and unstoppable huge waves and undercurrents died down, turning into calm and everything remained the same.

An inexplicable assassination came to an abrupt end.

Meng Zhao, on the other hand, never figured out who sent these people and why he wanted to kill him.

Perhaps, the answer can be found from the people on the opposite boat.

(End of this chapter)