Chapter 722: The oriole behind (please subscribe)

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These three people are, of course, Meng Zhao, Gu Sinan and Yun Fei after the disguise.

Meng Zhao followed the two men to different locations one after another and killed two groups of traitors in the Demon Lord Palace. It was a good show.

From what he had seen and heard, the quality of these escaped warriors varied greatly, and their martial arts skills varied, but without exception, they all despised the Demon Lord Palace, committed evil deeds on the way, leaked their whereabouts, and were targeted by the Demon Lord Palace's spies. The spies discovered it, which led to disaster.

As for the various treasures hidden by these two groups, Gu Simonan allowed him to choose one.

But after Meng Zhao saw it, he wasn't very interested and politely declined, mainly because it didn't appeal to him very much.

He planned to wait until the last wave of traitors were killed to see if he could get better treasures from them.

Just now, the three of them were hanging behind this bald man, hiding their anger and watching his evil deeds.

Gu Sinan and Yunfei had already made a plan. When the bald man slowly walked towards the peasant woman who had her acupoints tapped, they took action at the same time. The hidden energy exploded like thunder and fire, tearing the void apart. , two terrifying auras shot at the bald man at the same time.

Gu Siman's body movements were like electricity, flashing at high speed, leaving afterimages in the air. His hands were clapping, pressing, pressing, rushing and other palm movements, and he moved a ball of majestic Qi like a vast river rushing towards the bald man. Press down.

The true energy transformed into a celestial river that poured down, shaking the vitality of the void. Gu Simonan was more like a true god controlling the celestial river. In addition to being enchanting and charming, he also had a shocking and powerful aura.

Based on the strength he is showing now, it is roughly equivalent to about 80% of Han Pu's potential combat power when he held the Changyang Divine Sword, and it may not be hidden. It can be seen that Gu Simonan's strength is extremely powerful. No wonder he can become a demon like Ye Huan. The boss's disciples are close to each other.

Yun Fei's body movements were erratic, his arms spread out, like a roc spreading its wings and soaring in the air. The red secret text imprinted on it exploded with scarlet blood energy. The words squirmed and swam, clinging to the dense dark cloud-like true energy, turning into hundreds. Thousands of pairs of black claws clawed at the bald man's body.

Meng Zhao stood quietly and watched Yun Fei's martial arts skills, amazed in his heart, because he could see that Yun Fei's martial arts power, in addition to his own body and true energy supply, also came from the brand imprinted on him. The red code on the arm.

This secret text itself contains extremely large, pure, and mysterious power. After using special methods to drive it, it can provide the branded person with a steady stream of power and increase their combat power.

Whether it is the physical body, the true energy, or even the spiritual power, there is a huge increase and improvement.

"This is somewhat like the method used by secret warriors who were popular in the Middle Ages. Unfortunately, it was a heresy and disappeared in the long river of history."

Meng Zhao's eyes flickered. Although he could not identify what kind of martial arts Yun Fei practiced, he could already see some of the foundation of his martial arts.

After all, in addition to practicing martial arts and managing and developing his power, he spends a lot of time reading, broadening his horizons and gaining knowledge. He is no longer the ignorant novice he once was.

According to Meng Zhao's own analysis, when it comes to the greatest power in this world, the ancient times should be the most respected.

But if we want to talk about the brilliance, development and popularity of martial arts and the flourishing of hundreds of schools of thought, we have to look at the medieval dynasty period.

This stage, which was so long that many truths have been buried in history, gave birth to countless martial arts geniuses, strongmen, and schools.

Just like many great masters and geniuses, in order to pursue the secret of special physiques, they have studied Henglian martial arts, which is a great way to reach the sky. There are also people who have opened up new cultivation methods by studying writing, calligraphy and painting, and tea ceremony.

The secret martial arts was born out of this. In essence, it uses blood full of energy to tattoo secret texts with special meanings and symbolic charms on the human body to assist in cultivation and enhance combat power.

Secret text is very different from normal text. It is a symbol used to explain the way of heaven and earth and laws. It is similar to Taoist talismans.

Yun Fei's martial arts foundation should be related to this. Of course, he is just learning more. After all, the secret warriors in the medieval era have become a passing thing, which shows that this path still has limitations after all, in terms of universality and future development. , far inferior to normal martial arts practice.

Returning to reality, Yunfei's martial arts have been greatly improved after receiving the blessing of the secret text. The claws transformed from the true energy are infused with some kind of eerie demonic nature, which makes Meng Zhaodu look at him with some sideways eyes. Instinctively, he is unwilling to do so. Contaminated with this evil atmosphere.

The two powerful men exerted their strength at the same time and took action at the same time. They first concealed themselves and then exploded. This kind of situation cannot be handled by ordinary innates.

The bald man himself is not very advanced, and his cultivation is not very pure. Most of his true energy comes from the collection of Yuan Yin from women, which is barely strong. The only thing worthy of praise is probably the spiritual strength he gained through plundering and replenishing it. With the intersection of yin and yang, he gradually transformed, becoming powerful and sharp.

This was also an important factor in his ability to escape safely from the Demon Lord Palace rebellion.

After the auras of Gu Siman and Yun Fei were no longer hidden, the bald man instantly noticed something abnormal behind him, and was struck by great terror.

However, he no longer had any chance to think or even react.

The two men struck too quickly and attacked too fiercely. The bald man could only instinctively mobilize his energy, turn around and deliver his strongest blow in order to find a glimmer of hope.

I saw his feet drawn in a circle, his waist slumped down from the horse, and his two thick and powerful palms glowed with a pinkish light.

A shadow of a peach tree appeared behind him, and the power of the Dharma was continuously poured into his palms, dividing and dividing them.

One palm met Gu Siman's surging river force, and the other palm hit back Yun Fei's strange and strange claws.

The pink zhenqi was not powerful, but it had a feminine energy. It turned into a whirlpool and consumed the energy of both of them. At the same time, a strange aura spread through the place where they met, towards Gu Simonan and Yunfei. .

A loud bang resounded in the courtyard, setting off a huge wave of air that spread outwards, pushing down earth and rocks. Wind and sand filled the air. The water tank in the courtyard shattered with a bang, and water spilled all over the floor.

However, the loud noise did not spread, and even a farmer in the small courtyard whose acupoints were tapped and could not move was not injured at all.

But it was Meng Zhao who took action, using his incomparable terrifying Qi cultivation to seal off the surrounding area. Sound could not pass through. It was a hundred times more effective than the best soundproofing materials, and at the same time, he protected the whole family in the small courtyard.

He has no lack of awe for the strong, and no lack of compassion for the weak.

Meng Zhao is also willing to do some good deeds within his ability.

In the courtyard, the bald man held hands with the two of them from a distance. The moment the Qi came into contact, it was only a drop in the bucket to waste the energy.

With a roar, he was thrown away. The seemingly majestic and majestic body was surprisingly weak, and his arms were covered in blood, as if someone had cut them with a knife.

He raised his head and shed blood all the way. If Gu Siman and Yun Fei hadn't deliberately spared him, they would have shocked him to death.

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