This grab is amazing, like a big roc swelling in the sky, spreading its wings and hitting across the sky, and a circle of spiral yellow waves of air rushed towards Meng Zhao. The extremely powerful force touched the vitality of heaven and earth. How could it resist with personal power alone?

Moreover, this move also involves spiritual confrontation, and the invisible spiritual deterrence impacts Meng Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness, which can be said to be one of body and spirit.

It is obvious that this innate master who has unknown origin has recognized Meng Zhao and directly targeted him, with the goal of capturing rather than killing, and he wants to achieve his merits in one move.

Although Meng Zhao is an acquired martial artist, he is carrying a purple-yuan dragon body and is also meticulous in the secret scriptures of the Red Dragon Dutian, which are highly erect and capable of being ranked supreme. It has few foundations in the world. If all the means are exploded, he may not be unable to take on this move.

But there is Zhu Guangxi next to Meng Zhao, so how could he let Meng Zhao be attacked and ignore it?

This eunuch was a hard-working type in the early days. After entering the palace, he studied martial arts diligently, but he had few struggles. He was a theoretical school and lacked practical combat. Even though his martial arts were sophisticated, his combat power and ability to adapt to the situation were not worth mentioning.

Later, he escaped from the palace and joined the Commoner Alliance with the support of a noble man in the palace. Since then, he fought south and north, and fought bloody battles, which made up for the shortcomings. His cultivation was also refined and pure.

After the man had risen from the horse's back and broke through his half-shot sound wave-turning sword, he had become vigilant. When the man moved in the air and stroking his claws, he was even more prepared and extremely angry.

I saw him stepping on the chain and following the method of the Central Palace. He came to Meng Zhao in an instant. At the same time, he bounced his finger and heard a sound of breaking through the air. He saw the spiral energy coming down from the air being scattered invisibly in the weak part.

The man was coming and there was a cold light in his eyes as he slipped down, and he shouted angrily

"court death."

Then he turned his palm down and attacked Zhu Guangxi. His hands were extremely skilled. When outsiders looked at him, they felt that the palm technique was as thick as mountains, with mountains and mountains, with infinite power.

Zhu Guangxi is also known as a master among the innate warriors, so he is naturally not afraid. He just poked his backhand with one finger, and the hissing sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

Although the reference is not used to use the real skill of the sword scripture of the transformation of all things into selflessness, it also exerts its own strength of seven or eight points, and its flexible fingering is better than sword technique.

Meng Zhao took a few steps back without a trace, but looked at the face of the fierce man who was raiding, and thought to himself,

"The right eyebrow has a black mole, the face is as long as a mule and a horse, the lips are light yellow, and a long white jade belt is wrapped around the waist and abdomen. It is actually a soft egret. This is one of the three innate things that happened to the Beining Marquis Mansion, Lei Yao."

In this era, there were no cameras or photos, but it was not uncommon for artists who were good at depicting portraits. In addition, Lei Yao's facial features were very obvious, so it was naturally not difficult to identify.

In fact, this is not of much use or influence to Meng Zhao. It just confirms his previous conjecture and confirms where these warriors who came from on horseback came from.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Guangxi and Lei Yao had already fought each other, and the momentum was extremely amazing. The yellowish energy burst out step by step, looking like a magical bird spreading its wings, its claws tearing the sky and the earth, and its power was like a magic weapon.

Zhu Guangxi did not show any magic appearance on the surface, but every move and every move had an unparalleled piercing force. His finger strength was not sword energy, but better than sword energy. Facing this magic appearance of the bird, although he was at a disadvantage, there was no sign of collapse at all, and it was difficult to decide the winner in the short term.

Soon, Meng Zhao had no time to pay attention to the battle between Zhu Guangxi and Lei Yao, because the remaining acquired warriors were waving their weapons to fight towards him.

One person is nothing, ten people are enough to make people shake their minds, and if they are masters around the 30th, they are even more daunting.

If it were the warriors next to them, even if they were Xu Laizi, who was better than the direct history of Fire Dragon, and the master of the candidate for the Demon Lord Hall of the Evil Demons, facing so many warriors, they would probably have a headache.

However, Meng Zhao was not surprised, but was overjoyed.

He has not been practicing martial arts for a long time. Since he was initiated, it has not been more than half a year. He has experienced many things, much more exciting and brilliant than his previous life.

Unfortunately, although we often have disputes with others and have opponents, there are not many serious fights.

And many times I have been competing with others, and I have to compete with them, and it is difficult to enjoy the fun.

At this time, facing these people who were red eyes and ruthlessly rushing towards him, there was no need to restrain their murderous intent in their hearts and give them all their best.

A group of dozens of horses whistled like wind blowing a broken building. The strong momentum could almost urge the warrior's will and mind, and then make people feel weak and wait for death.

However, Meng Zhao had no fluctuations, but his murderous intent soared. When the flying cavalry suddenly arrived, he took the initiative to meet him.

The three knights who fought the vanguard had already drawn out their weapons, two swords and one sword, and weapons of different lengths and styles were all slashed at him. On the blade, the inner breath was poured into the air, and even if it was not a magic weapon that was tempered for thousands of times, it would be enough to cut the flesh and bones on the flesh and blood body, and cut the person into two pieces.

And the angle is tricky, and the subsequent changes are quite good.

The cooperation of the three of them was not tacit, but they basically blocked Meng Zhao's retreat.

Meng Zhao shouted lightly, without any movement under his feet, but he used the drought-and-drafting body to pull onions, turning into a shadow and soaring, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, and in the gap, avoiding the left and right dodging, avoiding the slash of three sharp blades.

It was extremely thrilling, and the two swordsmen were fine, but the swordsman riding on the horse used a rare Miao sword. It was thin and long, with silver light shining, almost slashing against Meng Zhao's right cheek, and the strong wind was cut like a sharp sword blade.

The mistake is that Meng Zhao has a layer of Qi dragon protecting the surface of his body to offset the aftermath of the strong wind. Even if he is not seriously injured, his fair and handsome face will inevitably suffer. It is not a good thing for a man.

This also shows Meng Zhao's boldness and his transcendent confidence in himself.

If he is not confident, he can use the other way to crack and resolve this move instead of avoiding like walking on a tightrope.

At the same time, the hands that were originally hanging on both sides of Meng Zhao's body pinched the fist marks, and the iron fist flew wildly, and the sound of the slap was endless. In an instant, thirty-eight fists were shot out, distributed to the left front, front front, and front front right, and counterattacked according to the strength of the three people.

This is by no means some exquisite boxing techniques or boxing skills, but ordinary punching based on Meng Zhao's powerful body and unparalleled foundation. Even some young men who have just practiced martial arts can play skillfully and exquisitely.

The only difference is that Meng Zhao's speed is so fast that it is difficult to react to every punch, and the power of each punch is so great that it is difficult to resist.

The fist is like a storm, and the fist is like a copper hammer and an iron axe.

Speed ​​and strength can be regarded as the basis for warriors to fight. When one item is unbearable, it can defeat the opponent. When both are both, it is naturally more difficult.
Chapter completed!