Burst!

Another master of the city guard vomited blood and flew back, and after falling to the ground, he was already lifeless. Although these people are all masters of the Martial Sect selected by the City Guards, and they are already at the level of school officers in the City Guards, they are too inferior to the Martial Sect of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Of course, the father and son of the Meng family did not expect these people to take down Tang and Song alone, after all, Tang and Song were even defeated by Mengtian, a martial king with combat power against the sky. Their intention, of course, was a siege.

But he didn't expect Tang Song to move so fast, and before they could fence up, several people had already been damaged in his hands.

"Don't scatter, let's go together, I don't believe he has three heads and six arms. Meng Tian shouted loudly in the back.

The people who rushed to the front immediately slowed down and waited for the people behind to follow, ready to shoot together. Tang Song looked solemn, took out the Qinghong Sword, and dozens of martial arts masters on the scene went up together, even if his combat power was against the sky, he was invincible with two fists and four hands, and the Qinghong Sword in his hand made him feel a lot more settled. What put the most pressure on him was that there was a Menghe standing next to him.

Tang Song was sure that after he cleaned up these masters of the city guards, Meng He would definitely take action on his own, and even he had ambushed some other masters around, so Tang Song had to deal with it carefully and beware of possible attacks and killings at any time.

Seeing Tang Song take out the Qinghong Sword, Meng Tian's eyes lit up, and he said to Meng He: "Dad, this is Tang Song's Qinghong Sword, you must grab it, I just lack an attack weapon." And I reckon, the Overlord Knife is also on him. ”

Meng He nodded and said, "We'll see later." ”

Meng Tian was a little anxious, and said, "Dad, what else do you want to see, just grab his Qinghong Sword directly." ”

Meng He waved his hand and signaled him not to speak, he had his own considerations in his heart, Tang Song was able to defeat the martial king master with ungodly combat power when he was in the realm of Martial Sect, it was not for nothing, he wanted to see what means this Tang and Song had in the end.

Judging from the battle just now, Tang Song's physical body is very powerful, and he must have cultivated a kind of body refining technique. This surprised Meng He, this Tang Song was actually a martial artist with a gas cultivator, but in this way, his cultivation speed would inevitably slow down to the extreme. Why was Tang and Song still able to cultivate to the realm of martial arts at such a young age?

This completely broke the general laws of the True Spirit Continent.

Meng He felt that Tang Song still had secrets on his body, so he watched without a trace, trying to see if he could find out the secrets on Tang Song's body.

Seven or eight masters of the city guards rushed towards Tang and Song together, surrounding Tang and Song with a combined encirclement, and attacks attacked from all directions. The Tang and Song Qinghong swords danced, the thunder sword technique unfolded, and one after another electric snake swords emanated from the Qinghong sword, forming a strangulation net and pounced on them.

Poof!

A series of sounds of broken flesh were made, and the seven or eight city guard masters who rushed towards Tang Song were broken by Tang Song's swordsmanship, and flew out upside down with blood. At this moment, Tang and Song became a meat grinder, and those masters of the city guards who followed one after another, completely disregarding life and death, rushed towards Tang Song one after another. The Qinghong Sword in Tang Song's hand did not stop for a moment, swinging faster and faster, and one after another thunder swords flashed, cutting the enemy in two.

The surroundings of the Tang and Song dynasties had become the existence of Shura's hell, blood was all over the ground, and the pungent bloody aura was soaring into the sky.

Meng Tian looked at this tragic scene, his heart swelled, and finally he couldn't stand squatting on the ground and vomiting wildly. Meng He frowned, looked at Tang Song, who was calm and calm in the battle, and then looked at his son who was vomiting wildly, and the gap between the two was clear at a glance.

The two are about the same age, but the difference in combat power and quality is very large.

"Fighting is indeed the fastest path for a martial artist to grow, and it seems that it is time for Meng Tian to go out and practice more. Meng He thought silently in his heart, he had put a lot of thought into Meng Tian's cultivation, and his cultivation was there, but his combat power was urgent. Originally, Meng He thought that after Meng Tian reached the realm of the Martial King, he would focus on cultivating combat power. But seeing Tang and Song, Meng Tian felt that his approach didn't seem to be so good.

In the Tang and Song dynasties, a native turtle from the countryside, just by cultivating in the middle of the martial arts, he was already so powerful that he could defeat the master of the early stage of the martial king, which was simply a miracle. Moreover, when he fought Mengtian in the decisive battle, he was only a cultivator in the early stage of the Martial Sect, but in a month's time, this guy had improved to another realm, and I really didn't know how he cultivated.

Meng He's interest in Tang and Song has greatly increased, he feels that Tang and Song are full of secrets, and if he can hold these secrets in his hands, he can definitely increase the strength of the Commander's Mansion.

At this time, Tang and Song were like a Shura, standing there, the long sword was full of cold light, blood everywhere, and even some body fragments that had been cut off, mixed together, this is hell on earth.

Finally, those masters of the city guard army were already frightened, and thirty or forty companions had been killed by Tang Song on the spot, and this killing god didn't even blink his eyes. The companions who had been standing with them a few minutes ago were now lying on the ground, lifeless, and some even dead, so tragic that they were already terrified.

Everyone stood there and stood still, they did not dare to retreat without Menghe's order, but they did not want to go forward and die.

Meng He waved his hand, and suddenly, these martial sects were like being amnestied, and they had disappeared without a trace in an instant. Tang Song was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but soon, dozens of shadows jumped out from all directions. Tang Song calmed down and was shocked to find that these were all martial kings and powerhouses.

Tang Song didn't know whether to thank Meng He or hate him, and sent so many martial kings and powerhouses to deal with his own little martial sect, which was also too worthy of himself, which made Tang Song flattered. However, the siege of these thirty-four martial king masters will inevitably reveal more secrets.

He had even guessed that the reason why Meng He hadn't taken action in person until now, or hadn't sent his most powerful master to capture him in the first place, was to expose more secrets to himself.

After all, as the largest wealthy family in the Great Mongolian Empire, the Commander's Mansion is full of masters, and there are countless martial arts masters, how could they pick martial artists from the city guards to deal with themselves?

As a wealthy family, such a waste of talent is obviously not in their interests.

"Could it be that he has no bottom in his heart and can't be sure that he is that Tang Song, so he keeps sending people to test himself like this, wanting to expose himself?" Tang Song was very skeptical.