Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 757 Hesitation, Shot (for Subscription)

A sense of harvest was brewing in Meng Zhao's heart. Ideas surged like a swell, and thousands of complicated thoughts intertwined, forming key points in martial arts in his mind.

These alone can already be said to be the harvest of these days, second only to the remnants of the Heaven Swallowing Eclipse Demon Art.

Suddenly, Meng Zhao came up with an idea, an idea, and the more he thought about it, the more itchy he was, the more he wanted to verify and implement it.

Use the kung fu of sound transmission into the secret.

Outside the mourning hall, under the eaves, dripping water is like a waterfall. Several people have different thoughts and emotions, waiting for the enemy who is getting closer.

The sound of close footsteps, like the sound of a big drum, fell in the ears and struck in the heart, making the mind uneasy.

The main reason was that although Zhang Dun and the Chen family believed in Meng Zhao's martial arts and methods, they always felt uneasy when facing unknown enemies and methods.

Suddenly, Zhang Dun and Chen Tai, who was pulled by his mother, each heard a sentence. It sounded like Meng Zhao's voice. Looking around, there was no trace of Meng Zhao. They couldn't help being surprised.

It was the first time Zhang Dun saw such a mysterious method, and he was excited and excited.

Chen Tai has heard of sound transmission into secrets, but it is also visible to each other, and there is no barrier in between. People like Meng Zhao are still in the house, but they can force the sound into a line, winding and winding, straight into the ear , I do not know how many times better than the former.

Whether it was Zhang Dun or Chen Tai, both of them were astonished by Meng Zhao at this time, not only because of their word-of-mouth reputation as the Tianjiao Dragon King, but also because they had truly seen each other's methods.

Therefore, without saying a word, Zhang Dun turned his head and walked into the room. After Chen Tai and Chen Liushi talked, they followed Zhang Dun and ran all the way back into the room.

The lame old man didn't pay attention to these things, but the murderous intent in his eyes was bursting, and he stood in front of Chen Liushi.

A group of eight people ran amok, trampling layers of water like waves, came to the courtyard, separated by a distance of about five feet, saw Wei Qi, Chen Liushi, and the lame old man waiting in front of the eaves, they couldn't help but turn pale with shock .

The leader originally suspected that there was some kind of trap, but now seeing a strange man with a strange aura, like a demon, he felt even more terrifying, and couldn't help taking a step back, saying to the left and right,

"What's going on? Who is that man? Could it be that he is Xue Ying, and he came to Chen's house earlier than us?"

The brothers around him were also puzzled, and murmured in their hearts. Although they liked the gold and silver treasures of the Chen family and martial arts secret books, they would never dare to compete with monsters like Xue Ying. Enjoy life.

All of a sudden, they retreated one after another, but there was a clever one who looked at the three lame old men and said calmly,

"Brother, don't panic, look at that person, it shouldn't be Xue Ying, otherwise, because of the enmity between the devil and the Chen family, he would have tortured and killed the widow and the cripple long ago, how could he possibly stand with them, and he looked so relaxed, It must be the concubine that Widow Chen hooked up from somewhere."

The eldest of the eight people was determined, and after a closer look, it was indeed the case. This strange man was obviously with the Chen family, and according to the news he had received, no one should have come to help him. Could it be that this man really Chen Liu's concubine?

Taking a closer look, Chen Liushi has a slender waist like a willow, and a graceful figure. Although the thin face is not covered with makeup, she can faintly see a bit of beauty under the light, especially the filial piety dress on her body, which adds a bit of beauty.

It's really possible to hook up with a few things that don't know how to live or die.

"Bah, this stinky and shameless woman, she hooked up with such a thing just after the man died, if Chen Sheng knew about it, wouldn't she be so angry?

Forget it, even taking this little boy back together, maybe the young master is more interested. "

They are a group of ten people, and the goal is clear this time.

First, they took advantage of the rainy night to loot the Chen family and plundered all their wealth and techniques.

The second is to kill the lame old man and take Chen Liushi and Chen Tai away.

Why not kill the mother and son?

Just because their young master is a perverted evil spirit and deeply hates Chen Sheng who taught him a lesson, the desire to insult Chen Liu and Chen Tai and take revenge on Chen Sheng arose.

After all, it's an insult. It's not a problem to have an extra widow's concubine.

On the contrary, there was a timid one who was a little worried, with a horizontal knife on his chest, wiped the rainwater seeping on his face, and said,

"Brother, I'm afraid this kid is also a martial arts practitioner. Will there be any hindrance, or let's withdraw!"

"Withdraw, retreat, withdraw, as long as it is not innate, eight of us will beat two, and one will be disabled. Could it be that we are afraid of them?

Brother, let's go, the wealth of the Chen family, as well as the secret books of martial arts, are all ours, don't miss this opportunity, never again! "

Benefits touch people's hearts and confuse people's hearts. At this time, the leader who was originally cautious and prudent was also a little moved.

He thought to himself, it has already come to this time, is it possible that he is still timid and hesitant?

Just because there was one more man, he turned his head and walked away, returning empty-handed.

After going back, not only can't explain to the young master, but also can't hold up his face.

Forget it, it is expected that the widow will not be able to find any strong support.

"Okay, the arrow is on the string, we have to send it.

Brothers, drink and eat meat, and divide the gold on a large scale, just tonight, let me kill you! "

After all, he took the lead and quickly rushed to the main entrance of the mourning hall, as light as a swallow.

With a sweep of the long sword in his hand, the falling rain collapsed and turned into a vigorous silver light in the dark night, stabbing at the old cripple with only one eye left. The sword energy was like a rainbow, piercing coldly.

Because of his internal strength, when he was wielding the sword, he was as mighty as wind and thunder, suppressing the majestic rain for a time.

Looking at his swordsmanship and martial arts, there is something commendable about him, he is not an ignorant person.

The seven younger brothers around him also tried their best to kill Wei Qi.

Their plan was that the seven of them would get rid of Widow Chen's concubine first, and the leader with the highest martial arts would face the lame old man.

If you can kill, then kill, if you can't kill, then delay for an hour or three quarters, wait until the old man no longer has the power to explode, or the seven people free their hands, and then rush forward.

Although the tactics are rough, they are still practical, especially for the lame old man.

On the contrary, Wei Qi, the big devil, was looked down upon and treated as an ordinary brat who had acquired some kung fu.

Wei Qi has a high heart, he regards Houtian warriors like ants, and never takes them seriously.

However, being provoked is another matter.

Slightly angry in his heart, showing disdain on his face, he was about to use his magic skills to suck up this group of people, and when he was sucked to death, his expression changed, the palm that had been slightly raised fell down again, and his eyes were full of horror.

I saw two figures rushing out from behind the mourning hall door.

One held a sword in his hand and stretched out several swords towards the long sword that was stabbing at the lame old man.

The long sword trembled slightly, and made a pleasant trill, like the dragon chant of the nine heavens, or like a Buddha's chanting.

These several swords, one sword faster than the other, overlapped and intertwined, forming a huge vortex.

The majestic torrential rain was drawn by this vortex, gathered into a shape, and turned into a water dragon to roll back towards the leader of the eight people.

The whistling sound carried a vast, awe-inspiring and inviolable divine power.

The other's fists and feet are simple, and he swings both fists continuously. The strength of his fists is strange and tricky, and the water dancing around him can't be poured into it. However, his moves are so exquisite that he is not afraid to block seven of them by himself.

(End of this chapter)