Meng Zhao put his hands behind him, his figure was tall, like a pine and cypress, with a majestic spirit and indescribable calmness.

"How is this Son of the Yellow Springs really fake, and you are really bad. Not only do you deceive the prince, but you even plot against me. Valley of Sin, hey, what a courage!"

"Let me guess, the reason why you use the prince to lead me here and escape from the protection of the army is probably to be unfavorable to me. My reputation and martial arts are well known to everyone in the world. If you dare to do such a traitor, you will definitely have a backhand card.

As far as I know, the Hell Road has entrusted a powerful master to assassinate me and take revenge on Nan'anbo Mansion.

I also had been sleeping day and night, mobilizing a large army to protect me, but I never waited for the arrival of this master and warrior.

Today, maybe you are joining forces with this powerful master who is coming to assassinate me. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pretend to be the abandoned son of the Huangquan Demon Sect, but in fact they are assassinating me!"

After the words came to an end, the people present were shocked by Meng Zhao's bold remarks again.

At the same time, the guards who were originally behind the two of them used their energy to run to them at a high speed, pulled out their blades and sheaths, forming a semi-arc defensive circle. Under the bitter aura and the soldiers, they separated the people on the opposite side from Meng Zhao and Beitanghe.

Like Beitang Hyuk, of course, he was shocked, angry and a little panicked, because he didn't expect that the ruthless Taoist master would be related to Taohua Xiushi and his group, and he didn't expect that the powerful master would come to assassinate Meng Zhao and chose such an unprecedented opportunity to take action.

Third, Beitanghe was very afraid of the master's force and fearful, worried that he would be implicated by Meng Zhao and betrayed. Under the master's combat power, the so-called prince of Yanping County was not much higher than that of ordinary people.

If there is a fight, Meng Zhao may still have a chance to escape with his mastery martial arts and transcendent trump card.

In addition to the trump card given by the royal family, he was actually much more dangerous than Meng Zhao's situation. After all, he lacked his own strength, and even if he had a trump card, he might not be able to use it perfectly.

But Wu Huaien, who is like a peach blossom showman, a crazy fist, and even a hidden identity and locked in shackles, was shocked by Meng Zhao's keen insight, transcendent wisdom, and terrifying reasoning ability.

Could this guy be cheating and when he planned it, he heard the plan?

Otherwise, why would such a secret matter, or even such a perfect action be seen so easily by him?

It would be fine to see through the disguised identity of Crazy Fist, but he even guessed the existence of the hidden ruthless Taoist master Wu Huaien, which really made them difficult to understand.

Several people felt a sense of ingenuity at the same time. This guy is not only a master of martial arts, but also has superhuman abilities. Will he be plotted against him?

For a moment, the whole scene became silent and no one spoke.

Beitang He's eyes like an eagle and falcon fell from time to time on the "scapegoats" locked in shackles, eager to find traces of Master Wu Huaien and to prove that what Meng Zhao said is true or false.

After all, it is related to his own life safety. If it is true, if he wants to survive, he can only rely on Meng Zhao. The guards are just life-saving goods and cannot guarantee his safety.

Unfortunately, his martial arts cultivation is shallow, his eyesight seems tricky, but in fact he is very mediocre, and he can't notice any strangeness at all.

Furthermore, since Wu Huaien dares to hide, he is because his skill in hiding energy and breathing is superb. He is not specialized in assassination, but he has the same ability as a professional killer.

Even if Meng Zhao is now a master of merit and has the skills of the emperor to look at Qi, he can't see any clues. He can only rely on vague sensing and intuition to discover some unique features, which shows how powerful the other party is.

In fact, this is related to the heartless Taoist practiced by Wu Huaien. The so-called heartless method is to cut off all the distracting thoughts in the heart under certain specific conditions and turn them into a clear and mirror-like state, which is not visible inside and outside. It is like a stubborn stone in the mountains, rain and fog in the valley, and is released to the human body with the heaven and earth. It is a natural hidden method, like a supernatural power.

On the other side, facing the sword-drawing posture of a group of guards, Taohua Xiu didn't care. These people were of quantity but not quality, and most of the time they were just decorations and could not play any defensive role. The real difficulty was Meng Zhao.

Especially the Crazy Fist, as the one who was almost killed by a punch and missed the fight with death, he had the most say.

He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his forehead and cheeks, and looked at Meng Zhao with his eyes burningly. He had both sincerity of seeing the true meaning of martial arts and the loss of being unable to cross the mountain. He felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Although he created his own crazy boxing, he could not be said to be a master of martial arts and a master of extremely high-level boxing skills, when facing Meng Zhao's punch, he felt that the boxing technique he had sought in his life was really a huge joke.

All the scenes of Meng Zhao's punch just now echoed in his mind, hoping to find a flaw in it, but no matter how many times he recalled it, all he left was a deep sense of despair.

Meng Zhao is really a peerless genius. It is not his special physique or his profound cultivation, but his study and understanding of martial arts. He has really surpassed those so-called ancestors and predecessors.

At least he fisted himself, even though his hands were covered in blood and killed people like numb, he was not a good person in the traditional sense, but as a warrior, he admired Meng Zhao in addition to admiring him.

This reverence, longing, even surpassed his admiration for some powerful warriors in the Valley of Sin.

Of course, there was also a trace of gratitude in his heart. If the other party had not stopped temporarily, he would have died under the Red Dragon Fist.

"Young Master Meng, it seems that you are not only skilled in martial arts, but also have wisdom as much as the sea and predict things like gods. You can guess our intentions. It's really amazing."

When Beitanghe heard Taohua Xiushi's words, his teeth almost broke, and he wanted to cut the other party into pieces.

This guy cheated him so badly that he completely played with him as the prince and prince.

Even if you don’t want to turn against the evil spirit, you still want to maintain the stability of Lingwu City, but this murderous intent that comes from the deepest part of your heart cannot be eliminated.

"Why, why do you do this?

Aren’t you afraid that I will cut off your way out in the Valley of Sin?”

Faced with BeiDong Hyuk's questioning and threats, Taohua Xiushen a little apologized.

"Oh, prince, I am just a knife under someone else's hands. I can't help myself and the blade is aimed at, and it is not something I can decide. Even if you really want to take revenge, I have nothing to say.
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