Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan have fought many times and know that this cheap brother has strong martial arts talent, and his combat experience and talent are also extraordinary. Therefore, he focuses on all his attention on Sun Chuanxing.

He had dealt with the Sun family's son a long time ago. The manor outside the city and the suburbs were attacked, and they were all done by warriors under Sun Chuanxing. Although the person he instructed was not him, it was still somewhat related.

Later, he learned from Sun Chuanshan and those martial artists that Sun Chuanxing, the heir who was not exposed in the Sun family but was obviously cultivated, paid great attention to this.

In terms of ability, the other party acts like a hero. There are a lot of children of the small family who follow him in the city. Needless to say, it seems that his martial arts are actually quite good at this time.

When Meng Chuan rushed towards Sun Chuanxing, he shook his hand sideways around his waist and suddenly threw out a three-foot-long soft sword that seemed to be tied to his waist before was extremely secretive and unexpected.

But after infusing internal strength, the originally soft sword instantly stretched straight, revealing its sharp edge, slashing through the air, and piercing into Meng Chuan's eyebrows with a tricky angle. Lingrui's aura could still feel it even though it was far away.

"Good sword technique."

Meng Chuan felt the strongest in the situation. The tingling pain between his eyebrows made him highly concentrated. The internal force in his body spread all over his body. He clenched his fist with his backhand and smashed the soft sword's body with an iron fist full of his breath, like a meteor falling.

Whether it is strength, grasping the sword moves, or the timing of taking action, it is impeccable.

However, the soft sword used by Sun Chuanxing was even more tricky and vicious. When the iron fist was about to hit the sword, the internal force poured into its mountain suddenly withdrew, and the sword body instantly changed from straight to soft and shaking, with a afterimage, instantly bypassing the iron fist that was hit by, and the blade was like a rope, wrapping towards the arm.

It can be imagined that if this soft sword really entangled Meng Chuan's arm and then moved with exquisite swordsmanship and internal force, his arm would inevitably be destroyed.

Meng Chuan was calm in the face of danger, his eyes were bright as if two suns were rotating in it. He saw the trajectory of the sword path with extremely accurate accuracy, turned the fist into a finger, and after injecting internal force, it was comparable to steel, and used a finger to replace the gun toward the erratic soft sword point of the sword path, using a spear technique of Danfeng Chaoyang.

The sound of a ding-like air bursting, and the soft sword was instantly collapsed and swirled. Under the action of huge inertia, the sword body returned to reverse the slash towards Sun Chuanxing, in a thrilling moment.

If Sun Chuanxing reacted slightly slowly, he would be afraid that the sword would cut his throat directly, and blood would splatter like a spring and die.

However, it is obvious that he has great attainments in swordsmanship. When he pulls his wrist, the soft sword softly makes a sound of shock, tearing the air and cuts it toward Meng Chuan's right wrist...

In just a few moves, the two of them were so thrilling that they could have a life and death.

Meng Zhao was watching and entering Meng Chuan's perspective. If it were him, how to deal with this insidious and strange soft sword technique, he would gain a lot of money for a while, and he would have more experience and understanding of the way of fighting in his heart.

Through this brief battle, he also saw that Sun Chuanxing's internal strength should not be as deep as Meng Chuan, and his martial arts foundation was not as solid as Meng Chuan. However, his sword skills were too weird and mysterious, so he could temporarily compete with Meng Chuan.

When Meng Chuan completely understands the opponent's soft sword's routines and flaws, Sun Chuanxing will undoubtedly lose.

And after all, Meng Chuan's personal talent is too outstanding. For example, the sword moves and paths of the soft sword, Meng Zhao only saw four or five points, and there was still some possibility of dodging. If he wanted to hit the sword body accurately and attack instead of defense, he would have little hope.

However, Meng Zhao was not discouraged. His current qualifications and talents are strictly speaking, but they can only be said to be of a middle-aged man, and they are even slightly less than that.

The reason why he showed rapid practice and extraordinary combat power, like a genius, is likely to rely on the initial skills obtained by being initiated, the Zhaotian Mirror to improve martial arts cultivation, and later the Earth Spirit Pearl to improve internal strength, etc.

Only when the awakened dragon body or even the complete purple-yuan dragon body can you surpass a group of geniuses and wizards in terms of talent.

Meng Zhao is very much looking forward to this.

Leaving a mind to focus on the battle between Meng Chuan and Sun Chuanxing to support it, Meng Zhao then turned his attention to other battlefields.

The four innate battles turned into two battlefields at this time, and the battle was inextricable.

Meng Hongdao and Black Sand Hand Oulin fought and walked along the rocky area in the northeast. The black python transformed from black gas and the fire phoenix condensed by flames. However, it can be seen that the black python transformed from black gas was only exhausted and had no power to fight back at all.

Wang Tianlei and the black-faced lying eyebrows ran towards the southwest. The second butler of Meng's family was like the God of Thunder, with blue currents lingering in his body. His masculine and cruel force were shown when he took action, and Olin, who was possessed by the orange rainbow light, was so pressing that he could not raise his head.

Meng Zhao is also an eye-opener.

Because the masters in the innate realm are increasingly connected with the vital energy of heaven and earth, they can influence the vital energy and produce vital illusions. This illusion is also called Dharma images in martial arts.

The Dharma image has three levels: virtual image, real image, and divine image. The power is progressing, and it does not correspond to the three innate realms, but is purely related to personal understanding and comprehending of the martial arts you have learned.

What's more, it directly represents one's own martial arts path.

For example, the Red Flag Order, Meng Hongdao transformed it into a fire phoenix, while Meng Jizu condensed the Vermillion Bird Dharma image, and its power was still above the fire phoenix.

Of course, this Dharma image is actually just a manifestation, and its essence is formed by the transformation of true qi and vital qi, so it does not mean that the black python is necessarily weak. There are many python swallowing dragons and phoenixes.

As the innate battle circle was stretched farther, Meng Zhao did not dare to follow behind to watch the battle rashly, so as not to be unfavorable to himself, so he turned his attention to the warriors fighting between the two sides.

The Meng family had warriors from the original escort convoy and the fifty well-trained masters brought by Meng Zhao and others, which were the best. Although it was only a short time, it was a one-sided situation.

But in this case, there was an abnormality that attracted Meng Zhao's attention.

I saw that it was the battle circle next to the third big car. Seven warriors from the Meng Mansion besieged a warrior of the Sun family, but they were obviously unable to resist.

Five of them also used the formation of the ancient battle formation. If it weren't for this, they would have been killed long ago.

The man was covered in a mask and couldn't see his appearance and age clearly, but his figure was quite similar to Meng Zhao.

He used a long sword in his hand, which was not a magic weapon, and it was even worse than a hundred-refined sword. Judging from the sword skills, it was ordinary, nor was it exquisite martial arts.

But this person is strong, with outstanding eyesight and a keen sense of smell.

Every time a knife is used, it will be cut to the weak defense of the Meng Mansion warriors, and the power distribution is balanced, and no slight energy will be wasted.

Simple and perfect, but even more rare.

This dazzling performance directly made Meng Zhao's eyes shine.
Chapter completed!