An assassination master in the Gangjin realm can only be ranked "79"!
The moment Wu Ming saw the number, he was slightly shocked. What was shocking was not the strength of the killer himself, nor the number, but the connection between the two. Such a low-end number can reach the realm of Gangjin, even though it is only the lowest level of Gangjin.
Wu Ming didn't pay attention to any of the early masters, but what about the masters later?
A dark cloud hung over my head, a little heavy.
Wu Ming lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and continued to move forward. Fireworks floated in the air, diluting the faint blood.
The entrance to the garden leads to the inner courtyard.
The inner courtyard is full of flowers, with an octagonal pavilion in the center. The bluestone path leading to the pavilion is made up of two rows of green bamboos as tall as one person, and the ground is dotted with starry flowers. The moment Wu Ming walked into the courtyard, two rays of light burst out in his eyes, and the surrounding people were surrounded by flowers.
The air suddenly became colder.
A middle-aged man was sitting in the pavilion, with his upper body naked and two bright blood-red streaks, which were very thin and long, extending from his neck to his navel. Facing the direction Wu Ming was walking in, the middle-aged man's eyes showed fear, and his mouth showed fear.
Closed tightly, unable to speak.
Nalanxiong, Nalanqian's brother, whom they had met once, was once the most promising person to become the head of the Nalan family. After being suppressed by Nalanqian, he colluded with outsiders and wanted to overthrow him and become the head of the family. At this time, he was embarrassed and leaning on
On the stone bench, his expression was indescribable horror.
Wu Ming strolled into the pavilion and looked around, not finding anything unusual.
The only person alive and familiar to him, Wu Ming slapped him with the palm of his hand, bang!
A bright red palm print appeared on his face, Nalanxiong spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was black and gave off an unpleasant stench. Nalanxiong said urgently: "Hurry up and save people, Lafayette and the head of the family have been captured by them.
Let’s go!”
Wu Ming glanced at the anxious Nalan Xiong and said calmly: "Why are you here?"
Nalanxiong said anxiously: "There is no time to explain now. They are in a secret base and almost all the people from the three major families have been arrested."
Wu Ming frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Where is the secret base?"
Nalanxiong said: "I will take you there!"
Wu Ming nodded.
Glancing at the woods nearby, Wu Ming saw a pavilion in the woods, and a faint aura came from him. He smiled slightly and did not leave.
"Hurry up!" Nalanxiong said urgently.
Wu Ming shook his head and said: "The person has been arrested. They must have other uses. Otherwise, they would not have been arrested. It is not easy to take away two people. I want to know him."
Nalanxiong's face changed slightly, but he didn't object and just stood anxiously by the tree, his eyes rolling.
Wu Ming walked towards the pavilion, his steps were light and his footsteps were strangely heavy, as if he was playing a tune. It was full of rhythm and combined with the vibration in the air, it made a slight neighing sound.
The pavilion was quiet and there was no sound, but Wu Ming noticed the faint sound of breathing inside. Affected by Wu Ming's footsteps, his breathing became disordered and difficult to maintain. This move was made after seeing Ding Chunqiu's moves and applying inferences.
Nameless and unparalleled in power, it is purely a form of mental oppression. Subduing the enemy without fighting is the best way to win against the enemy.
Wu Ming acted like a strong man, taking the first step and oppressing the opponent.
It is hidden deeply, but for Wu Ming, who is extremely sensitive to energy, it is not difficult to feel it.
Nalanxiong looked at the pavilion with fear, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something. But when he saw Wu Ming's back, he suddenly became extremely tall, like a mountain, which made people look up. He shook his head, regained consciousness, and accepted
Lan Xiong was shocked to find that Wu Ming had already arrived in front of the pavilion with two footsteps. This was Wu Cuihua's favorite place. On weekdays, she chanted sutras, meditated, ate and chanted Buddha's name.
The red door is two meters high. The door god Zhang Fei and Guan Yu are engraved on the door. Two huge copper bells are hanging on the handles. There is peace inside. In the center of the hall is a futon, on which a person is kneeling. He is old and has a shabby back. There is nothing too powerful about him.
He breathed, lowered his head, put his hands together, and prayed for blessings.
Three sticks of sandalwood smoke curled up, filling the room with fragrance. The moment Wu Ming entered, he held his breath and looked coldly at the kneeling person.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Wu Ming laughed and said, "Reveal your true self!"
Poof!
The person kneeling on the futon suddenly exploded, scattering into a cloud of smoke, slightly yellow, spreading quickly and extending to the entire hall.
The hall was wrapped in mist, and it was impossible to see any fingers. Only the two copper bell eyes of the Buddha statue shone brightly.
Wu Ming remained as still as a mountain. The yellow mist was blocked by an invisible air wall half a meter away, preventing him from getting any closer. His eyes were looking forward, and an unspeakable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Just before the smile solidified, an undetectable bright light appeared behind him, and then covered by yellow smoke, it came behind him in an instant.
Ding dong!
The poisonous dragon sting was like a living thing. It appeared behind him instantly, blocking the incoming flash. The poisonous dragon sting was extremely hard. Wu Ming poured a little bit of energy into it and became extremely sharp. With just a slight obstruction, the opponent's weapon was broken into pieces.
Two pieces.
Poof!
The energy at the edge of the poisonous dragon's thorn spread out, shining with a cold light in the dusk.
Kick, kick, kick!
A shadow took three steps back, spitting blood, turned around and jumped, dissipating in the yellow light. The fog enveloped the hall and lingered for a long time. Wu Ming stood in it, not impatient, waiting for the other party's attack. Both of them seemed to be testing each other's attacks.
Patience. The opponent expected Wu Ming to save someone, so he waited patiently, but Wu Ming's face was calm and his eyes flashed with a faint light. The opponent hid in the dark and never appeared again.
Walking, Wu Ming walked under the Buddha statue among the rich weapons, and faced the bright eyes. The eyes radiated an even brighter gaze. This gaze seemed to penetrate the space and see behind the eyes.
In this world, there seems to be something hidden in that Buddha statue. Wu Ming murmured: "It's really interesting!"
Under the Buddha statue, covered by the yellow mist, a black shadow slowly wriggled. If Wu Ming could see it, he would be surprised. Because the same black shadow once appeared on the third floor of Yang Mei's home. At that time, Wu Ming struck
Killed the rattlesnake "No. 97". That was a sniper with peak strength.
The surrounding mist surged, forming a ferocious beast's maw, swallowing Wu Ming.
Wu Ming looked at the Buddha statue and still didn't understand. Those eyes were particularly familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before. A slight pain came from his head. Wu Ming suppressed his shock and calmed down. He was now sure that the Buddha Hall
He must have seen the smart and bright eyes of the Buddha statue in the statue. But he can't remember it now. It's like remembering the golden palm print in the land of reincarnation. It has unparalleled power and shatters the void with one palm. That kind of king's presence.
The momentum of the world is still fresh in my memory.
Wu Ming was distracted and his breath was disordered. His opponent noticed it and seized the opportunity.
A bright light, accompanied by the whistling wind, melted into the yellow mist and struck Wu Ming's lower body. The poisonous dragon thorn in Wu Ming's hand jumped faintly, making a cheerful sound. The poisonous dragon thorn is now like his third
With only one arm, you can follow your heart and be invincible.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The poisonous dragon thorn shook out a beautiful white flower in the air, blocking the opponent's strong attack without leaking.
The moment the sound disappeared, Wu Ming's body moved instantly and appeared under a large vermilion pillar. The poisonous dragon thorn popped into the pillar.
Ah - with a scream, the poisonous dragon thorn was pulled out, blood flew, and a yellow shadow fell to the ground, twitching, and then stopped motionless. A fatal move. When Wu Ming pierced the opponent with the poisonous dragon thorn, his energy followed the poisonous dragon.
The stabbing enters the opponent's body and wreaks havoc crazily. The energy mixes with the intruder and devours the opponent's energy until the opponent dies.
One move is still one move, simple, direct and effective, and it will kill one person.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed and he closed his eyes again.
The mist did not dissipate, but became thicker with the death of the man, like a thick sponge covering the ground.
Suddenly turning around, Wu Ming struck out with a palm without any warning. A blue palm print broke through the fog and pulled out a long trajectory. Wherever the palm print passed, the fog dispersed. It was too late to tell, but it would be soon.
.In an instant, the palm prints were introduced into a figure.
There was another scream, and a person was knocked out of the hall by Wu Ming in a domineering manner. After rolling a few times, there was no sound.
When the man flew out of the hall, Wu Ming's body was submerged in yellow mist.
Raise your head and give a palm to the Buddha statue.
The poisonous dragon thorn was retracted, Wu Ming made palm prints with his hands, and a dark blue light group slowly emerged. The surrounding yellow mist was shocked by a powerful aura, and he did not dare to get closer to one meter. With a radius of one meter, Wu Ming's clothes could not be seen.
Wind automatic.
Jiujiu returns to one, the second form, the beginning!
Endless compression and huge energy expanded between his palms. A powerful and heart-stopping breath came, and Wu Ming smiled and said: "If you don't come out, then I will beat you out."
A powerful aura was released from the breath, and the surrounding fog was forced out of the hall and dissipated in the woods.
"go!"
Wu Ming shouted softly, and the light ball disappeared into the yellow mist that gradually dissipated, and the next moment it appeared in front of Buddha.
Boom, the light ball imprinted on the Buddha statue, making a deafening sound.
The Buddha statue was hit by a ball of light and shattered into two halves. Among the Buddha statues, a figure soared into the sky. Wu Ming snorted coldly and said, "I want to leave!"
The poisonous dragon thorn roared out, and Wu Ming used his strength to control it and flew towards the figure.
Poof!
The poisonous dragon thorn sank into the figure, which staggered and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Wu Ming had already appeared beside him, looking at him mercilessly.
The fog dissipated, revealing the smooth hall, and Wu Ming could clearly see the figure emerging from the Buddha statue.
Wu Ming, who was short in stature and could only see his back, took hold of the poisonous dragon thorn and pulled it out with force. Poof! A line of green night light flew out from the opponent's body and rose to a height of two meters.
The liquid fell on the floor, making a violent corrosive sound.
The two masters who died were only in the realm of Huajin, but the man in front of him was much stronger than Huajin, and had obviously entered the realm of Gangjin. Rattlesnake was so courageous that he actually dispatched two masters of Gangjin for the Nalan family.
The man did not turn around, but let out a jeering laugh, which was particularly harsh.
The voice sounded familiar, I don't know where I've seen it before.
First there were ninjas, and now the people in front of them were dressed completely differently from ninjas, like Taoist priests.
Wu Ming suddenly turned his face, and when he saw the other person's face, his expression changed drastically.
