Shenlong Baibian is mainly based on body and footwork, as well as body protection. Naturally, he also has basic attainments in leg skills.
With one sweep, like wind and clouds gathering together, the momentum is surging, and the world seems to be shaken by the power of this whip.
The invincible and overbearing power directly kicked the master who wielded the Plum Blossom Knife into a cloud of blood spray.
But when the blood mist splashed towards Meng Zhao, it was blocked by the air dragon flowing out of his body. It was like falling on oil paper, and quickly gathered together and fell to the ground. On the other hand, Meng Zhao himself was not stained at all.
, clean and tidy.
At this time, the master who wielded the broad sword before saw this, and his eyes were about to split, because he and the swordsman who wielded the plum blossom sword were close friends. They depended on each other for life and death, and they had been inseparable for many years.
Now that the other party died tragically under Meng Zhao's legs, without even a complete body, how could he not avenge him?
Therefore, he rushed to Baihui angrily, not caring about the difference in strength between them. He abandoned the broken sword in his hand, kicked off his horse, flew away from the horse, and rushed towards Meng Zhao, intending to kill him.
Look at his fists with both hands, which look like a wild lion, full of hatred, and his punches are like hammers, fierce and terrifying, as if he is going crazy.
It seems to be intimidating, but without the broad sword in his hand, he can only use about 80% of his strength.
He was not Meng Zhao's opponent in his heyday, but now that he has no weapons at his disposal, what does Meng Zhao have to fear?
Therefore, they also rushed up, and the two of them fought in mid-air. They exchanged hammer and iron fists. The afterimages were numerous and dazzling. The muffled sounds of "dong-dong-dong" and the sound of gas explosions were continuous, just like setting off firecrackers. p>
After the two sides were shaken again and fell back on their respective horses, Meng Zhao stretched out his reins without even taking a breath, and continued to charge towards the warriors behind him without looking back.
But the middle-aged warrior who was fighting against Meng Zhao had his arms bruised with blood, a strange hole in his chest, and his eyes were extremely gray. His arms were actually broken, and his chest was punched through by a pair of iron fists.
Following in the footsteps of his good brother.
If before, Meng Zhao was just a well-known guy with little knowledge of martial arts to the warriors, then at this moment, after a series of fierce battles, Meng Zhao killed their fellow warriors like he was chopping melons and vegetables.
It has made the remaining warriors feel a little afraid.
It’s no wonder that this group of people are afraid. They are all martial arts practitioners. They practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. They practice hard and have their own concerns and confidence in martial arts. Who would have expected that they would be so weak?
Hit?
They are both acquired warriors, so the gap is too big, which makes many people doubt whether Meng Zhao is already an innate warrior. Otherwise, how could he have such terrifying combat power?
Therefore, although Meng Zhao is only one person, he is galloping toward them on horseback, but he is as powerful as a thousand troops. It is really scary. A cowardly and weak-willed person may even have plans to retreat.
And this change of scene also fell into the eyes of Lei Yao, who was fighting fiercely with Zhu Guangxi.
Speaking of the battle between Lei Yao and Zhu Guangxi, the momentum is really huge, the light and shadow effects are excellent, the battle is fierce in the sky and on the ground, vividly demonstrating the outstanding combat power of the innate warriors.
However, after a long battle with no success, it really means that the thunder is loud and the raindrops are small.
To be precise, neither of them used their full strength. Their purpose was just to contain the other and prevent each other from intervening in the battle between warriors the day after tomorrow.
This is because there is no need to fight each other to the death. They have neither enmity nor grudges. Of course, they are not willing to take risks and fight to the death with each other. Being able to keep the other side from intervening in the battle is their purpose. p>
Therefore, Lei Yao had the opportunity to spy on Meng Zhao's side of the battle, but it didn't matter. He almost lost his breath and tilted his nose. He felt that all the warriors he had brought were nothing but food and wine bags, and could not be used for much purpose.<
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It turns out that he was confident that he would entangle the innate masters who protected Meng Zhao. With so many warriors under his command, he would be able to overwhelm others and capture or kill Meng Zhao. In short, he would not return empty-handed.
However, what he did not calculate was that these tough and brave men he had selected were no different from sheep when faced with Meng Zhao riding alone. They could only kill others. How could they ever kill people?
If it continues like this, it is impossible for him to continue to struggle with the coffin flesh. The helpers over there have been dispersed by Meng Zhao alone.
In the end, he was surrounded by others.
He immediately used his full strength to get rid of Zhu Guangxi and shot Meng Zhao to death himself.
However, his plan had been seen through by Zhu Guangxi a long time ago, so he suddenly switched from defense to offense, firing with his fingers, whizzing like a laser, suppressing Lei Yao's arrogance and making him unable to move.
Lei Yao had no choice but to deal with Zhu Guangxi while shouting,
"Kill Meng Zhao, and I will personally recommend to the head of the family who takes his head, and promise him a bright future."
The head of the family mentioned by Lei Yao is the contemporary Beining Hou Lei Wanche. He is known as the Tiger of Northern Xinjiang. He is a brave and powerful man. His grandmother is from the Beitang royal family, and she can be considered to have the blood of the royal family.<
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He is not only a noble lord, but also one of the big bosses of the Jizhou military. He is a third-rank Pingyuan general and is in charge of most of the military power of the South Third Battalion. He is one of the few strong men in Jizhou who can compete with or even slightly suppress Meng Jizu.
If Lei Yao could personally recommend him to Beining Hou Lei Wanche, it would be like a grass chicken turning into a phoenix, and a loach turning into a real dragon.
To put it bluntly, most of these individual warriors are hanging around in the rivers and lakes, and they may lose their lives one day. If they follow the Marquis of Beining, there will be too many ways for the future. They can be generals, or they can be sent to take charge of the Marquis's mansion.
The established Jianghu forces can also directly join the army to strive for a successful career, and with the banner of the Lei family supporting them, smooth sailing is not enough to describe it. If you make great contributions, you will not be swallowed up by others.
As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. The remaining warriors were immediately persuaded, and their originally scattered and fearful emotions were calmed down. Instead, they all looked at Meng Zhao with a fierce look in their eyes.
I just feel that this is not a person, but my future.
They are all murderous people who lick blood from the knife edge to eat, so who should they be afraid of?
And after all, they have a large number of people. Even if a few die, it will not affect the overall situation. If they can swarm them instead of losing their lives one by one and being defeated one by one, the chance of winning is still very high.
When there was a clever and thin warrior who raised a short sword and shouted loudly,
"I don't know how to ride, so fighting on a horse is like binding one's hands and feet, and dismounting to fight with him.
I swarmed him up and couldn’t believe he had three heads and six arms.”
This person should be somewhat famous among this group of warriors, and he should be able to respond to every call, not by much.
When many warriors on horseback dismounted, they gathered together with their companions, staring eagerly at Meng Zhao, who was galloping in alone.
Meng Zhao didn't take it seriously. If there was a warrior like Tan Cai'er in this group of warriors, they might be able to compete with him or even seriously injure him. But just relying on these rotten fish and shrimps was just a dream.