Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Chapter 570 The Forty Meter Sword (Please subscribe)

The female assassin had been an assassin for many years. At the beginning, she assassinated ordinary people who did not know martial arts but had fame and wealth. Later, she assassinated innate warriors whose fighting power was inhuman. She almost never missed. This time, she was blocked by an acquired warrior with two consecutive moves. She was really confused. Therefore, she guessed that Meng Zhao was a person with a special physique at the first time, and cursed in her heart. The assassin always has a price. The price is high or low, which is composed of many factors. For example, Meng Zhao, we have to consider his background and identity of the Meng family, as well as his own strength and martial arts potential. His value is high, which is higher than the price of ordinary innate warriors. At least this price is in line with her ability. However, if we add the identity of a person with a special physique, the price of killing him will not be too much even if it doubles. After all, people with special physiques are much more valuable than so-called innate warriors. The female killer was angry and felt that she was deceived, but her hands were not slow and she attacked continuously.

Arrows came across the sky, as if rows of archers were launching a tragic attack on Meng Zhao.

And in order to complete the assassination mission as soon as possible, she completely let go of her hands and feet, releasing a kind of blue wave light Dharma like some kind of deep sea.

It seemed that the whole world had become a continuous source of help for her, and her vitality was endless.

The fighting method she used was still the martial arts of turning energy into arrows, which was obviously what she was very good at.

Although Meng Zhao was strong, he could only do his best to operate the red dragon power and fully exert the true rhyme of the dragon-locking skill to counteract and attack the female killer's moves and dissolve them invisibly.

It was a bit similar to Tai Chi's softness overcoming hardness, using a little force to move a thousand pounds, and using a mere acquired martial arts to restrain the innate strong.

But in reality, there are two main reasons why she can maintain it.

First, Meng Zhao has a strong foundation and unparalleled skills. Even when facing a congenital strongman who has already breathed in the vitality of heaven and earth, he has the power to resist. He is a pure evil character, and this is the most critical point.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten skills. If there is no certain offset in strength, no matter how exquisite the skills are, there is no stage and opportunity to show them.

And this key factor directly wipes out the possibility of 99% of acquired martial artists to defeat the congenital.

Second, Meng Zhao's martial arts are too exquisite.

Whether it is the fundamental method of the Red Dragon Dutian Secret Book that directly points to gods and demons, or the Dragon Locking Skill created by the former Jizhou overlord, the uncrowned king Tu Xiu, they can crush the martial arts practiced by the female killer herself.

Especially the Dragon Locking Skill, the four martial arts that are split can only be said to be exquisite in their own way. Although they are top-notch, they can hardly be called supreme.

But the deduction and restoration of the four martial arts into the Dragon Locking Skill immediately led to a qualitative breakthrough and change.

The power is not overwhelming, and the lethality is not amazing, but it can produce a kind of suppression and binding force, and it can ignore the difference in power level to a great extent.

Similar to the magic immunity in the West.

Various factors make Meng Zhao perfectly equipped to compete with the innate warriors.

But at the same time, it also makes his ability to save his life far greater than his destructive power, that is, high defense and weak attack.

Of course, this is only compared with the innate warriors. Compared with the acquired warriors of the same level, Meng Zhao is still easily beaten.

However, although he is very strong and resilient to resist the manic attack of the female killer, Meng Zhao is not without any cost.

First of all, his internal force is consumed at an extremely exaggerated speed. The seemingly endless strong internal force gradually has a state of not being able to make ends meet, and it is obvious that the recovery cannot keep up with the consumption.

Once his internal force is insufficient, then the opportunity that the female killer has been waiting for for a long time will come.

Secondly, Meng Zhao repeatedly overloads his magic skills and confronts the female killer head-on. The aftermath of the continuous explosions backfires on his body, which also brings some pressure and damage.

On the surface, it seemed that there was no special impact. His body was still strong and his expression was still indifferent and solemn. However, in fact, the operation of internal force and the backlash had caused Meng Zhao's internal organs to vibrate, his meridians were slightly painful, and there was even blood stasis in his throat.

However, everything was suppressed by Meng Zhao so that it could not be seen.

Meng Zhao was not too anxious, because time was on his side and he might not be able to hold on for too long.

But at the same time, Bai Shicheng and Yemaoer would rush to him as soon as they knew he was in danger.

Moreover, he could feel that it was coming soon.

"Asshole, how dare you!"

Meng Zhao's premonition was very accurate. Just when he once again used the Dragon Locking Skill to lock and disintegrate an "arrow" that came from the air.

A thunderous roar resounded in his ears, piercing through the clouds and rolling in.

At the same time, there was also a 40-meter snow-white broadsword that netizens joked about, but the fact was clearly revealed.

The blade is beautiful, rough and aggressive, with a white blade and a hazy glow, unreal and unreal.

It is made of extremely condensed true qi and the vitality of heaven and earth, cold and fierce, with a sharp edge.

When the blade came, the sky actually dropped pieces of white snow, which was very appropriate, with the meaning of killing all things withering.

The Snow Blade Bai Shicheng, the blade is as its name suggests.

Cold as snow, cold as ice, annihilating everything, and everything withered.

The strength of this blade is not the dazzling and exaggerated 40-meter blade aura, but this kind of annihilation and withering blade intent.

The blade intent evolves into ice and snow, and the ice and snow hide the killing moves. The moves are linked together and turned into blade aura again, and the cycle continues, forming a closed loop, and the atmosphere of terror is pervasive.

The female killer felt that her entire body had been split in half by this knife. On her forehead, there seemed to be a slash that cut the world apart, and her eyes were filled with the white light of the knife.

She shouted. Under the strong threat of death, she no longer cared about Meng Zhao, who seemed to be on the verge of reaching his limit. She waved her hands continuously, her fingertips glistening like water, and the blue waves behind her turned into a roaring torrent, Intertwined with the water on the fingertips.

The blue arrow air came out of the body, and collided head-on with the forty-meter-long sword that was struck head-on. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that two invisible masters were controlling it, and they exchanged dozens or hundreds of moves with clanking sounds. The sound is sonorous, the killing is shocking, the arrows are roaring like tigers, and they are majestic and rampant.

The martial arts charm and wisdom contained in it were nothing less than a precious treasure. Meng Zhao was dazzled and immersed in it. Outside his body, there were faint dragons of all kinds of vitality, vying to get into his body.

Meng Zhao suddenly woke up and quickly suppressed the throbbing deep in his heart. The vitality of heaven and earth gradually calmed down, and he thought to himself,

"so close

The danger is still short of reaching the innate level, completely awakening the Purple Yuan Dragon Body, and receiving the blessing of the Ziwei Star.

This is not Versailles, but I still have concerns and hope to advance more safely.

And before I know it, the garden has been reduced to a battlefield.

Under a tree that was frozen by the terrifying cold air, there was a black shadow slowly crawling towards the female killer.

It was silent and silent. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was my imagination.

Baishi City has already arrived, why is Night Owl absent?

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