In the hall, under the blood-red curtain, a beautiful figure swayed with a red candle, sitting leisurely at the sandalwood table. One and a half meters long, with a dark red appearance, the twenty-one strings exuded a cold air.
When a note appears, a trace of white air rises. Unable to withstand the constraints of space, it expresses the feelings in his heart in a special way. What shocked Wu Ming was not the art of guzheng, but the back figure in front of him. There was no
It felt like there was nothing when his spiritual sense track extended out. At this moment, Wu Ming was extremely sure that the strength of the person in front of him was not inferior to his. He couldn't see through it. Even if he was facing Miao Li, although he knew
The opponent is very strong, but there is always pressure coming from him. This is also the difference in level.
Wu Ming stared at the opponent's back with a solemn expression. The music continued to tink without finishing. But Wu Ming was no longer affected, and his body was filled with murderous intent. He held the poisonous dragon thorn tightly in his hand.
"It's great to have friends from far away." The voice was melodious and very comfortable to listen to. But he didn't turn around. The sound made in conjunction with the music rhythmically echoed the footsteps and resonated. Wu Ming felt a slight suddenness in his heart and immediately
Change the pace.
The woman smiled lightly and said, "You are so careful."
Wu Ming said coldly: "You are the same. You are trying to make a secret."
Turning around, Wu Ming's eyes were filled with astonishment. He had seen the fairy-like Ding Ziyi, the cold Wu Qing'er, and the coquettish Wang Yuyan, but the woman in front of him still left an extremely dazzling impression on him. Her red face
In the background, she looked like a black lotus, bathed in an endless sea of red, wearing a cross on her chest, which was crystal clear. Wu Ming did not focus on the other party's peerless appearance, did not pay attention to the other party's charming figure, just focused on that
Among the crosses.
It seems that he has seen it somewhere, but he can't remember it. Wu Ming looked at the other party deeply and said nothing. He was waiting, waiting for the other party's attack, not in action, but in words. Subconsciously, he had a feeling for the cross.
The impulse to attack is contained in his blood and is deeply rooted. Wu Ming took a deep breath and waited quietly.
The woman was also waiting, looking at Wu Ming with interest, her mouth curled up in an inexplicable smile.
A gust of wind blew by, lifting the curtain, and the guzheng on the sandalwood table was shining brightly. The woman held her gently in her arms and finally spoke: "Friend or enemy, will you choose?"
It was a strange thing to say, but Wu Ming understood it. He squinted and said, "Can you do it?"
"No, that's why I'm asking you." The woman smiled charmingly and said, "Aren't you interested in me? I can't see any lust in your eyes. Am I not charming enough?"
Wu Ming shook his head and said: "It's more than that. I think any man will be confused by you when he sees you."
"What about you?" The woman was troubled by this question.
Wu Ming said calmly: "Yes. But I can control it."
The woman Yin Ling smiled and said: "You can control your emotions? It's quite interesting."
Wu Ming did not reply, but glanced at the side door. The woman's eyes flashed with surprise and said: "It's not easy, you can actually find something unusual here. Who are you?"
Wu Ming said calmly: "Who are you? You clearly know my identity, and you still pretend to be a ghost."
The woman chuckled and said seductively: "Guess?"
Wu Ming thought for a moment, then his face suddenly changed slightly and he sighed: "Interesting woman."
His body swayed and disappeared. The next moment, Wu Ming was walking beside the pavilion. Suddenly, a cold light came from behind him, with a whistling momentum. The air resonated with a buzzing sound, and the cold air came out. Wu Ming's brows were frivolous, and his left foot
Moving lightly, he reached two meters away, but unexpectedly, the sound of breaking through the air started again, and the cold light split into two, covering exactly two meters, wrapping Wu Ming inside. Wu Ming smiled coldly, and a simple light flashed beside him
The curtain shook, directly shocking. When the two cold lights touched the light curtain, they disappeared without a trace, like raindrops falling into the lake. This is the ability of the intruder, swallowing up the energy. Wu Ming has already taken initial control.
The role of the intruder at Zhang Min's house. The abyss-like energy in Xiao Yu's body deeply stimulated Wu Ming, making him not only strengthen another force in his body, but also become more aware of the intruder's ability. The two energies collided
Together, they synthesized an energy that made him feel palpitations. This energy completely overwhelmed the original strength in terms of realm, and was several times more powerful. This is why Wu Ming arrived in a hurry. He wanted to find out what was inside his body.
What is the other energy? It is probably like an invader acting on the land of inheritance.
The two energies in his hometown matured and turned into a new energy. Wu Ming could not imagine how far his strength would grow by then. At least he was confident of defeating the Miao Li people opposite him.
The energy was absorbed, and the person upstairs let out a light sigh, then landed firmly on the ground, and said with a smile: "The visitor is a guest, why don't you leave without drinking two glasses of wine?"
Wu Ming turned around and looked at the woman holding the guzheng, and said coldly: "I don't feel very good about you."
The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "But my feelings for you are getting better and better. How about you being my husband? We can rule the world!"
"Boring!" Wu Ming turned around and left.
The woman said angrily: "Why are you so ignorant of style? Girls have lost their face and expressed their love to you, but you are so cold. It hurts my heart so much."
Wu Ming smiled, but the smile was cold: "Don't force me, I don't want to fight with you now."
The woman said displeasedly: "I think you are someone who likes to fight? It's true. I just like you, so I keep pestering you. There are many men that I don't even bother to look at. I don't know how blessed I am when I am in the midst of blessings."
Wu Ming stared at the other person's seemingly innocent eyes and said: "You have a strong murderous aura, and you have a lot of lives on your hands. You don't like fighting, but you often kill people."
"Oh, you really understand me. I don't want to, but some people always hit my attention." The woman smiled, "To show punishment, I give you a small warning."
Wu Ming had a bad premonition in his heart and strode towards the door. But as soon as he took a step, two bursts of energy hit him, more than twice as fast as before. Wu Ming's eyes flashed with cold sweat, and he took a shot with one hand.
With a fierce palm strike, the blue light-drenched palm energy roared out, directly shattering the oncoming energy. He still maintained a strong attack power and attacked the woman. At the same time, Wu Ming's body accelerated, trying to
He took this opportunity to go out and have a look. The bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
At this time, while the woman was still whistling with her palm prints, she was already sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, her eyes flashing, and she nodded secretly just by looking at her posture. Sure enough, she has the style of everyone, this person is not simple.
Ding dong, the guzheng projectile shot out two cross energy, which collided with the palm print. With a bang, the two forces canceled each other out and disappeared in the air. Wu Ming's expression did not change, but there was a little surprise in his eyes. The opponent was very strong and could actually do it.
Condensing the sound into a thread, her talent for using spiritual sense tracks is probably not weaker than Wu Qing'er. This woman's identity is definitely not simple. Wu Ming felt threatened by her.
Ding dong, two more beeps.
Two rays of azure energy came at a tricky angle, attacking Wu Ming's weak point. If it was the terrifying spiritual control ability just now, it is the terrifying insight now. He actually found the target of the attack during Wu Ming's actions.
Opportunity.
Wu Ming's face was as dark as water and as motionless as a mountain. He remained unchanged in response to all changes. He stretched his hands above his head, and with a faint light, he directly grabbed the two incoming energy. Phew! The energy came into his hands and disappeared.
Wu Ming's body shook slightly and then stopped.
The woman praised: "Yes, you have the potential to become my husband again!"
Ding, ding, dong, dong - ten jin qi, it turned out to be ten jin qi in one move. The woman finally stopped making small fuss and showed terrifying strength. The ten jin qi represent at least ten spiritual tracks of the opponent. Can
With ten spiritual tracks, one can imagine his talent.
Wu Ming raised his body, jumped up, and rushed towards the pavilion ten meters away. Facing the ten powerful energies coming from the attack, Wu Ming did not panic. The poisonous dragon went out to the sea and connected with the powerful energy, making a crisp sound.
Ping, ping, ping, ping, pong, Wu Ming quickly shook the poisonous dragon thorn in his hand and performed a dance, which was airtight. No matter how strong the force was and the angle was tricky, he was still knocked away by the poisonous dragon thorn.
In an instant, Wu Ming came to the pavilion, and the poisonous dragon thorn stabbed the opponent's chest without mercy.
The woman picked up the guzheng, squeaked a smile, walked out of the pavilion, jumped up to the upper floor, looked down at Wu Ming from a high position and said with a smile: "Mr. Sir, how can you be willing to kill my wife?"
Wu Ming snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense. He retracted the poisonous dragon thorn from his waist and began to form seals with his palms. At an extremely fast speed, a pale golden palm print shot out in an instant!
The woman's face was solemn, and when she was forming the seal, she began to be shocked. Unbelief flashed in her eyes, and she lost her voice: "How is it possible?"
Wu Ming's face was gloomy. When the other party lost his voice, his heart was shocked. Zhan Tianyi had already been attacked and it was impossible to take it back. The thing that roared away was actually several times higher than the previous one. Its huge power absorbed
Inspired by the aura between heaven and earth, the short distance of tens of meters actually doubled in size when he reached the woman. Even Wu Ming was surprised.
The attack of Zhan Tianyi is very powerful. When he played it in the ancient temple, Wu Ming did not pay attention to it. Wu Ming was only a master in the early stage of Gangjin. Wu Ming was able to use Zhantian Yi. It was a great gift. It was simple and clear, and not sloppy.
The collapse of the ancient temple was extremely powerful. But this is not the most important thing. What is important is that the feeling at that time was different from now. It seemed that the moment I saw the woman again, there was a difference. This difference,
The difference lies in the recognition of palm strength and the physical and mental feelings at the moment of release.
There is no escape, no escape. In addition to the powerful martial arts on the ten murals, the most obvious thing is that the locking surname is extremely strong. No one at the same level or one level above can escape. The person being attacked, like
It is trapped in a closed space and it is difficult to get out, so it can only be connected by force.
The woman's face was solemn, and her guzheng fell lightly in front of her. It was supported by the strength and floated in front of her. At the same time, when Wu Ming was playing Zhantian, the woman also started to form seals. The moment Wu Ming saw the opponent forming seals
, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his heart was shocked. This seal is so familiar, and it is very similar to his Zhantian Yi Style. It is only slightly different in the use of energy, but it is 90% similar.
Same attack, different colors. Wu Ming's is light gold, while the opponent's is red.
Red and light gold intersected without making any sound. Only a bright light was seen in the space, and then disappeared into nothingness.
When the woman saw that the attack was gone and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her face suddenly changed, and a trace of undetectable energy struck across her face.
A streak of black hair fell, the woman stood blankly on the spot, and Wu Ming disappeared at the door. Biyue Villa returned to calm.
The woman returned to the sandalwood table, placed the guzheng on it, and sighed.
As soon as the voice fell, the guzheng made a clang and the twenty-one strings broke. Shaking her head, the woman went to the side door and said, "Elder, how is this man?"
There was a coughing sound from the side door, and an old man with a hunchback walked out. He had a sallow face and thin muscles, and two withered hands, which were very slender.
The old man said hoarsely: "He has discovered me a long time ago."
The woman smiled and said: "He is afraid of the Dharma Protector, so he is leaving."
The old man shook his head and said: "You are wrong. He feels that there is no need to take action. We have no big hatred that cannot be solved, and he does not want to waste his strength."
The woman's eyes flashed and she asked: "What is his strength?"
The old man shook his head and said: "You can't see clearly. It shows that he is in the middle stage of Gang Jin, but the palm he struck has exceeded the scope of Gang Jin. Even if you have the power, you may not be able to defeat him."
The woman was shocked at first, then smiled and said: "Isn't it better? It's getting more and more interesting." The old man sighed: "Qingqing, you are not young anymore, don't think about fun all day long. There is Ding Ziyi in the realm of living beings, this woman
Your talent is very high, no less than yours. I am afraid that you are already at level 3 now. If you are lazy again, you will fall behind. Although there is no fighting among the Holy Lands, the leader still hopes that you can be superior to other descendants of the Holy Lands.
of."
"What are you afraid of? I, Meng Qingqing, am not the only one in our Shura Dao. If my brother is not as good as me, why are you trying to push me away?" Meng Qingqing muttered.
If the Miao Li people were here, they would definitely be shocked when they heard this. The two people in front of them are officially one of the holy places in the world, Shura Dao, a powerful force as famous as the realm of living beings, transcending things. Meng Qingqing is the daughter of the leader, who is also
The seed selected as the successor of the Holy Land. The old man is one of the twelve protectors, Shan Meiren. Shan Meiren is not a beauty, but an ugly woman who kills people like hemp. Because she likes to kill beautiful women, she calls herself a beauty.
In Shura Dao, the sin of killing is extremely serious. The leader was born in the midst of killing. In the early years of the Shanghai Battle, his hands were the most bloody. The strange thing is that the leader has a very murderous intention, but he does not let his disciples kill too much.
The leader sat down with five elders and twelve guardians. After Shan Meiren retired, she took Meng Qingqing with her, like Meng Qingqing's protector.
"The people in Wujialing are not simple." Shan Meiren shook her head and said, "He is only in the middle stage of Gang Jin, but he can exert his strength at the peak of Gang Jin. The move he just used is very similar to the Nine Styles of Yama created by the leader.
. It is probably passed down from his elders. The leader is right, the paths lead to the same destination, even the moves will end up being the same, and they will lose their meaning in the end."
"That's just him, I can't do it," Meng Qingqing muttered.
Shan Meiren shook her head and said with a smile: "Okay, I've seen you, you can go back."
"No," Meng Qingqing said stubbornly, "I'm going to see what he wants to do!"
Shan Meiren smiled and said: "Okay, don't be crazy. He is a member of Wujialing after all. Although he has a good relationship with us, we can't break the rules. Let's see, there will be people coming from other holy places. The place of the last reincarnation
, we kept our promise and let the Sentient Realm take action. Now the Sentient Realm will not come. Wu Gang is really willing to let his precious grandson take risks alone. Where does he get the confidence? Even if I take action, there is a 60% certainty that he will stay in Yunnan.
.Although I don’t know what Wu Ming’s trump card is.”
Meng Qingqing's face changed slightly and she said hurriedly: "You can't deal with him."
Shan Meiren smiled and said, "Why, are you feeling distressed? You haven't married him yet."
Meng Qingqing raised her head and said: "I am also his fiancée after all, but he is heartless and doesn't remember anything. What does Mr. Wu mean?"
"You are very satisfied with him. When you were at home, didn't you talk about killing him all day long?" Shan Meiren laughed and said, "Are you shy?"
Meng Qingqing said angrily: "No, I want to kill him now. It will be over once and for all, so that my father will not talk nonsense in my ears."
Shan Meiren didn't believe her, she just said: "It's up to you, I want to sleep. I'm an old man who can't stand the torment, so I came all the way to Yunnan with you."
Biyue Villa, I immediately remembered the great laughter.
Wu Ming left Biyue Villa quickly, his eyes full of doubts. He clearly felt a powerful aura on the second floor, but the other party didn't seem to have murderous intent. Even the woman looked at him strangely. The woman's martial arts was very good.
Strong, but without any murderous intent. So Wu Ming just wanted to leave as soon as possible. The bad feeling in his heart still did not dissipate.
At this moment, the sound of fighting sounded in front.
Wu Ming came to an open space. Three cars were smoldering and could no longer be used. In the corner, a beautiful woman in black was protected by several people, watching two masters fighting on the field. The moves were vicious, but very effective.
Zhang Min!
The beautiful woman in black turned out to be Zhang Min, and by chance, Wu Ming passed by. The master who belonged to Zhang Min's side quickly became exhausted and was hit on the chest by a piece of machinery, causing him to vomit blood.
Zhang Min was extremely calm, with a calm face, and was not surprised when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.
Soon, the five masters protecting Zhang Min were knocked down one by one, leaving only Zhang Min alone.
The face of the person who took action cannot be seen clearly, but he can vaguely see that he is a master of the Gangjin realm. The person who protects Zhang Min is strong, but for the Gangjin realm, the number of people is not a limit.
"Don't embarrass me. Madam, please come with me," the man said coldly, "otherwise I won't be able to control my sense of proportion, and it will be hard to say if I have less stuff on me."
Zhang Min was silent, took out a pistol and pointed it at the man. The man said disdainfully: "Don't mention you, even if you are a real sniper master, I don't care. Madam, don't do unnecessary things, no one will come to save you.
your."
Zhang Min suddenly turned around, pointed the pistol at himself, and said coldly: "That's okay."
Sure enough, the man was afraid and did not dare to step forward. He was just hesitating.
