"Do you know the purpose of coming?" Ding Chunqiu asked casually.
Zhang Zilin smiled and said: "I know. But it's not my family's intention. I will take the initiative to join you."
Ding Chunqiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean? We are in the same boat. We are both prosperous and suffer."
Long Wei said angrily: "The Zhang family has no sincerity. Since you don't like to be tied together, why are you still here?"
Zhang Zilin shook her head and said: "We each have our own masters. As for things, it all depends on who is capable."
Say it, Zhang Zilin walked towards the gate of Laozhai.
Looking at the girl's back, Ding Chunqiu and Long Wei looked at each other and got angry at the same time.
A palm, a punch, blinding blue light, whizzing towards Zhang Zilin. Zhang Zilin didn't look back, just chuckled, raised her body ten feet, and easily escaped from the aura of the two people.
He opened the tree root as thick as an arm with one palm and directly chopped it off. He punched the bluestone path with a fist, punching a fist several centimeters deep on the moss-covered stone.
Zhang Zilin jumped into the woods and disappeared.
"The two of them seem to be very unfriendly to Zi Lin, don't they?" Zhang Zilin's light voice came from the woods, "If you don't agree with each other, you should do your own thing."
Ding Chunqiu and Long Wei looked at each other. They didn't expect that when they joined forces, they couldn't leave each other alone, and they didn't even touch the corners of their clothes.
It can be seen from the opponent's aura that he easily jumped out of control. Zhang Zilin's martial arts is very high, and his realm is a level higher than the two of them. The two of them are already in the late stage of Gangjin. If they can go up... When they think of this, the two of them will
People looked at each other in shock.
The Ding family and the Long family have always had a good relationship and have made progress together, but they are at odds with the Zhang family, the largest family. In order to prevent one family from becoming dominant, the Ba family hides very secretly, and the Ding family and the Long family work together to fight against the Zhang family. This has been a long time
In the past, it was not until Wujialing suddenly appeared and Wu Gang single-handedly killed dozens of peerless masters from the four major families that the four major families united.
But even after uniting, the hostility of the Ding family and the Long family towards the Zhang family has not diminished. The overt and covert fighting back then resulted in many casualties. Therefore, Zhang Zilin's arrival aroused the discord between the two.
However, Zhang Zilin's martial arts was beyond their expectations. The two of them looked at the empty woods, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.
...Wu Ming released the mountain slave without killing anyone. The mountain slave didn't know much, or he didn't want to reveal the mountain god's secret. He had extreme admiration and fear for the mountain god. From the eyes of the mountain slave, Wu Ming could confirm that even if the sword was
Even if they are combined together, they cannot make him surrender.
Looking at Shan Nu's retreating figure, Ding Ziyi sighed: "He is a poor man. Do you think it is possible that he is from the old village?"
Wu Ming said: "I don't know. Now that we have found the entrance, we just need to go in."
After saying that, he took out the map from his pocket. When Wu Ming saw the map, he couldn't help being stunned and asked in surprise: "What's going on?"
Ding Ziyi looked curiously and was shocked.
The map originally only had large and small lines outlining the terrain, and I couldn't understand the meaning at all. But now it actually shows the real state.
In a beautiful mountain forest, the old village is bustling with people coming and going. The most important thing is the old well, which is marked in red with the words "Nine-Nine Return to One" written next to it.
"Nine-nine returns to one?" Wu Ming murmured, "What do you mean?"
A red line runs through the old well and extends to the back mountain. The back mountain is a thousand meters high and densely forested. There are red dots circled on the cliffs on the mountainside.
"I understand." Ding Ziyi shouted.
Seeing Wu Ming looking at her, Ding Ziyi said excitedly: "The red dot represents the entrance. You didn't realize that we found the entrance from the old well. Maybe the other red dot is also the entrance. It's just that the cliff is difficult to climb, even for martial arts practitioners.
It is also very difficult, and it is completely unexpected by others. As for the return of ninety-nine to one, I don’t know.”
"Maybe." Wu Ming smiled.
The two returned to the hut by the old well and prepared to pack their things. There was actually nothing important in the hut, but they were worried that Ding Ziyi would not be used to the passage, so they planned to move the things in.
He packed up casually and prepared to leave, but when Wu Ming walked to the door, he suddenly looked to the right and saw a girl, Shi Shiran, coming with a smile on her face.
Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was horrified at the same time. He was able to enter the surrounding area twenty meters before he was noticed. He was definitely a peerless master.
The girl is Zhang Zilin.
When Wu Ming found her, Zhang Zilin's eyes flashed with light and she said with a smile: "Twenty meters away, you are already in the late stage of Gang Jin. It's amazing. It's amazing!"
Wu Ming's heart moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Zhang Zilin chuckled and said: "My name is Zhang Zilin, you are Wu Gang's grandson, known as the most talented person in Wujialing, Wu Ming?"
Wu Ming frowned and said, "You are told by others, so you don't dare to take it seriously."
The first time she saw Zhang Zilin, Ding Ziyi felt wary. No wonder she was so charming. Even as a woman, she couldn't help but be attracted by the other person's eyes when she saw him. Zhang Zilin was not beautiful.
She has exquisite facial features, but the natural aura exuding from her body is better than anything else.
Even Wu Ming had to admit that in front of Zhang Zilin, even Ding Ziyi's aura was much different.
"Are you the genius girl of the Zhang family, Zhang Zilin?" Ding Ziyi seemed to have thought of something and lost her voice.
Zhang Zilin looked at Ding Ziyi with a smile and said, "Miss Ding's family is easy to remember."
Ding Ziyi's face changed slightly and she said softly: "She is the most powerful young person in the Zhang family in a hundred years."
"Another hundred years?" Wu Ming said helplessly, "But she is very strong. I actually feel a sense of oppression in front of her."
A cold light flashed, Zhang Zilin pulled out the dagger and said calmly: "Since he is Wu Jialing's genius, I naturally want to ask for advice. Back then, your father, Mr. Wu, defeated my mother by half a move, and today I want to ask for it."
Wu Ming smiled bitterly and said: "You mean Wu Yong? Please, that was a matter of the previous generation. Don't blame me. If you want revenge, you can go to Wujialing and fight Wu Yong for three hundred rounds."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zilin frowned and said, "I can't beat him now, but in ten years, there will be hope."
"Ten years later?" Wu Ming thought of Wu Yong's decadent appearance in Wujialing and sighed, "You can crush him to death with one finger."
Zhang Zilin shook her head and said: "Even if it wasn't because of the previous generation, I would still know you."
After that, a sword flew towards him, and the energy flew all over the sky, forming a terrifying aura that enveloped dozens of meters in radius. Wu Ming pushed Ding Ziyi away, took out the military thorn from his waist, and blocked it.
There was a crisp clang sound, and Wu Ming felt his arm go numb. He almost lost his grip on the military thorn, and looked at Zhang Zilin in horror.
Zhang Zilin held the sword across her chest and said calmly: "Poison Dragon Sting, it is indeed so!"
The sword is very elegant, very simple and direct, with the most basic moves such as stabbing, chopping, and cutting. But in Zhang Zilin's hands, the dagger is like a living thing, blooming with the brilliance of life.
Under the sun, when the dagger is unsheathed, it emits a cold air, showing its sharpness.
A strand of black hair fell and fell on the sword body lying across the chest.
Ding-dang, the blue hair broke into two pieces.
"This sword is called Yingxue," Zhang Zilin said calmly. "Together with the poisonous dragon thorn in your hand, it is one of the five greatest weapons in the world."
"Five great magic weapons!" Wu Ming frowned slightly. He had thrown the military thorn in the warehouse. Seeing that Hunter was happy, he brought it out. He didn't expect it to be the five great magic weapons. It sounded like a good thing. No wonder Ding Chunqiu
The moment he saw this military thorn, his expression changed.
However, Wu Ming didn't have time to think too much. The dagger was already one meter away in front of him. The sword did not reach it, but the sword energy burst out. Wu Ming revealed that he turned aside, and the black hair beside his ear was cut off by the sword energy.
Wu Ming was startled. The poisonous dragon thorn in his hand spun and pierced into the opponent's murderer. The speed was incredible, full of indomitable domineering and bravery that would not regret it until death.
The same movement exudes a completely different momentum. Zhang Zilin's movement is illusory and her sword is elegant, making her opponent feel like they are falling into the mist. However, Wu Ming is filled with murderous aura as soon as he makes a move, shocking the opponent with his decisive momentum.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.
Wu Ming used a brave momentum to change the military spur in his hand. The military spur drew a blue halo in the air, forming an arc with the length of the military spur as the radius. The arc made a sizzling sound in the air, with a violent
Speed, spinning towards Zhang Zilin's body.
Zhang Zilin's eyes flashed, and she flew back three meters.
Where the blue arc passed, weeds as tall as a person were cut into pieces by military thorns. The moment Zhang Zilin provoked Wu Ming, his thighs tightened and powerful force burst out, and he rushed towards Zhang Zilin.
"Okay!" Appreciation flashed in Zhang Zilin's eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Ming came in front of her. The dagger in her hand slashed towards the void. The position of the void was inexplicable, but Wu Ming's face changed slightly when he saw it.
His body retreated violently, and Wu Mingsheng stopped his body in the air. At its original position, a sword energy floated past, and a cold light flashed.
The two stopped moving and looked at each other. Ding Ziyi was shocked to find that the positions they were standing in were exactly the same as before.
The smile in Zhang Zilin's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and she said: "He is stronger than I thought. He is indeed Wu Yong's son."
Wu Ming frowned. This was not the first time he heard someone praise Wu Yong. In his eyes, Wu Yong was a playboy with no connotation at all. But whether Wu Qing'er or Zhang Zilin in front of him, they are both extraordinary women in the world.
They all spoke highly of Wu Yong.
"However," Zhang Zilin changed the topic and said with a smile, "You are just using your own talent and your understanding of the nature of the world is too shallow. I will teach you a lesson today, and it depends on your enlightenment surname."
Zhang Zilin stood with her sword behind her back, her aura suddenly changed, a gust of wind blew, and three thousand blue hairs flew everywhere.
Wu Ming was shocked to find that in his own aura, he could not lock onto the opponent's body. The energy that filled the sky could not enter her surroundings, and was completely blocked out.
Zhang Zilin stretched out her right hand and made a stroke in the air. An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said calmly: "My sword technique is called Jiujiu Guiyi."
As the sky gradually changed, Zhang Zilin made a swipe of her dagger in the air, and combined with her hand gestures, stabbed directly towards Wu Ming. Twenty meters away, Wu Ming felt pain between his eyebrows.
