Meng Zhao was still running wildly, and in just a while, he had arrived less than a squat of the front of these warriors.

His aura was high, his murderous intent was forcing others, and his handsome face was full of contempt.

The red dragon spirit was like a fire dragon wandering around his meridians, breaking through the barriers one after another. With the passion, he instantly opened up the tenth merit in the battle and made great progress in his skills.

For a moment, the breathing became like a big river rolling, and a red dragon appeared and appeared on Meng Zhao's body, spreading his teeth and claws.

Then, like a tiger descending the mountain, rushing into the warrior formation that had already gathered.

With a palm over his hands, a winding red dragon roared out immediately, breaking the steel knife, smashing his head, and killing a person neatly.

At the same time as Meng Zhao took action, eight warriors attacked him, six of whom used swords and weapons, one of whom used four-edge maces, and one of whom was also bare-handed and good at punching skills.

When these eight people were aware of Meng Zhao's attack, he was the strongest offensive and invincible, but the corresponding defense was inevitably weak.

Just like the art of war, the army is full of nests, isn’t the old nest just empty?

Therefore, they were vicious and greeted Meng Zhao's legs, arms, throat, head and other parts, either making him disabled or killing him directly. They used their strength and skillfulness to help each other, as if they were in a boat, which made people feel lonely and disgusted.

Faced with this situation, even if Meng Zhao's skillful fighting skills and the martial arts tricks he used were difficult to withstand such fierce and intensive offensives at the same time.

Two fists cannot match four hands, which means that there is exhaustion of manpower, and Meng Zhao is no exception.

All of these eight people have struggled from the bottom of the world, and have experienced the rest of their lives to gain the martial arts attainment today. The martial arts they use may not be very exquisite, but they are definitely trained. Although they are not invincible moves, they are not only Meng Zhao.

After all, Meng Zhao can master martial arts, so he can naturally do it. He can even have the chance to fight back against the opponent, but one-on-eight, even one-on-two, or one-on-three.

However, this refers to pure moves. In fact, the martial arts method is profound and profound. How can one judge the outcome by relying solely on martial arts moves?

Meng Zhao roared wildly, and was as angry as thunder. A small white mist suddenly turned into a Qi dragon between his mouth and nose, which was to activate the power of his incredible internal organs and explode the potential of his body.

Then his body was like a top, and his arms instantly turned into four pairs, eight pairs, sixteen pairs, and even hundreds of pairs swept outwards. In between, between them, a hideous red qi dragon appeared and wrapped around the surface of his body, covering Meng Zhao's entire person.

From outsiders, it looks like a long dragon entangling Meng Zhao and trying to strangle him. In fact, it is the Qilong protecting Meng Zhao, which is comparable to the most famous Buddhist body protection magic skill and the Golden Bell Cover in the Middle Ages.

This is still a method of changing divine dragons. Meng Zhao has been practicing so far that he has been deeply immersed in it and has been able to control the two dragons. However, at this moment, he has taken a different approach and does not disperse the power with the dragons, but rather the two dragons gather together, and the energy of the body protection is superimposed, which doubles the power of the body protection.

For a moment, the sound of ding-knocking slashing was endless. The sword was originally a sharp and sharp thing. When it was cut on the protective qi dragon, it actually made a sound of metal and iron attacks. The qi dragon was not broken. Meng Zhaoru sat in the atrium without losing it, which made the warriors who were pressing the formation behind stunned.

I have never seen the innate master's body protection true energy have such a magical ability. Have you ever seen an acquired warrior able to perform such pure and powerful body protection magic?

Each one was extremely terrified. Meng Zhao, who had such magical powers to protect him, cooperated with his extremely terrifying lethal combat power. Not to mention that they were less than thirty people, even if they were twice as many, they would just be pigs and dogs that could be slaughtered before Meng Zhao was exhausted.

For a moment, many people were dying again, but this time, they were much calmer. They felt that no matter how great the benefits of the Lei Mansion came out, it was not as important as their own lives.

Although they have a low status, they are not really naughty. They are willing to use their lives to please those big men. Isn’t this the brain being kicked by a donkey?

Of course, if you want to escape, it is not like the scattered scattered by those mobs. At least you have to be calm and decent, and at the same time, you must ensure that the Lei family will not retaliate against their escape in the future.

Besides, Meng Zhao used the dragon's ever-changing protective dragon power to block the extremely dangerous killing move, but did not stop at all. Instead, he connected the vacuum wheel of the iron smelting hand, pressing the space within about a ft. of the surrounding area to the mud, trapping people in it, trapping their hands and feet, and unable to move.

This is purely to use force to bully people, and to use a foundation that is rarely achieved in the world.

Then Meng Zhao's purple eyes were as murderous as the sea. During his breathing, Subai's slender palms, fists, palms, or fingers left fatal scars on the chest, head, and eyebrows of the seven people. When he made a move, it was like lightning and thunder, and it made a loud bang.

When I got the move, it was as light as a fog, with a gentle and gentle breath, calm and calm as if I had just returned from an outing.

Finally, Meng Zhao stood there calmly with his hands on his back, and then slap... After seven explosions, all the seven people were beaten into blood mist by the red dragon force remaining in their bodies, and their corpses remained.

The residue attached to the flying snowflakes, and it looked like a bloody flower was falling.

It is so sad and magnificent that such violent aesthetics are truly shaped by the right time, place, and people.

Snowflakes are also bloody flowers. If a master in the painting paints this scene, it will surely be famous for Dayong.

Unfortunately, all I saw this scene were only competitive and often killed warriors, without any artistic cells. They were only afraid of this scene, but no appreciation.

"Damn it, is this person feeling sick in his heart? He must kill someone so bloody?"

For a moment, many people had this idea. It was because Meng Zhao was too bloody and violent in killing people, and he would always blast people into blood mist and beat them into meat sauce. It was even more evil than the legendary evil people in the path of evil.

In the world, the methods of beheading are already fierce. Most of them are to hit the acupoints or the key points. Even if the corpse is separated, it will be easier to fall into pieces.

Ask yourself, even if you die, you don’t want to die so tragically.

The only middle-aged man who was not killed by Meng Zhao was the only middle-aged man among the eight people who were bare-handed and fistless.

It was not that Meng Zhao didn't want to kill him, but that he didn't expect that this person's skill was extremely high, and his qigong cultivation was rare in the acquired realm. He broke through his vacuum wheel and flew back several meters before he escaped to death.

This is something Meng Zhao didn't know. This person had an encounter with him. He obtained a Taoist sect's Yuan Transformation Art, swallowed many spiritual priests, and included them into the nine major acupoints surrounding the Dantian in his body, thereby making up for the shortcomings of the foundation.

He practiced his internal strength every day and turned his essence into essence and filled the acupoints. Although the internal strength of the Dantian seemed to be different from the warriors next to him, there were nine more acupoints to store them, and the distance was immediately widened.

Therefore, although this person has a strong foundation, his deep skills are beyond imagination.
Chapter completed!