Four hundred and fiftieth chapters demon successor
"It looks like this little girl is in a lot of trouble!"
Wu Ming was lying on a cliff, looking solemnly at the battle scene of figures in the forest ahead. Apex 23S.
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One of the bright yellow figures was none other than Sang Heng. She was in a bad situation at this time. She was surrounded by three innate strong men, playing like a cat and a mouse. There were also two mutilated corpses lying not far away.
One of them was one of the guards of the Sang family who had met him. Judging from the situation, he probably died protecting Sang Heng.
"Don't worry, it's better to let her suffer a little, so that she won't have to wander around the world as if she were wandering around in her own back garden!"
After restraining his breath, Wu Ming approached quietly, so as not to be too late to rescue him in the event of an accident. He also wanted to observe the Sang family's unique skills, while trying to figure out where the other three's martial arts came from.
After all, Sang Heng is a direct descendant of the Sang family, a powerful Legal family. Although her talent may not be as good as that of Xu Qiulan, the power of the Sang family is much more powerful than that of the Xu family.
It should be noted that the Legalists have represented the power of the world since ancient times. They are extremely aggressive and are second only to the military strategists. Their natural status is higher than that of the peasants. Even though they have been hit by all dynasties, their stamina is extremely strong, far beyond what the peasants can match.
, even if the farmer's family is called the Chinese Human Race, half of the children can't compare!
It is precisely because of this that Wu Mingcai is quite surprised that someone dares to attack Sang Heng. After all, the name of the Legalist Sang family is enough to scare Xiaoxiao. A few innate warriors really thought they could kill Sang Heng, even if they didn't.
If people know it, can they sit back and relax?
Xunxiao glanced at Yujue and saw that the other two light spots were getting closer and closer, but there was still a distance, and the water from far away could not quench the thirst of the near ones!
"Um?"
At this moment, Wu Ming's ears suddenly stood up, and he looked towards the field with stern eyes. At this time, he was already less than a hundred feet away, and he could hear it clearly after a few ups and downs.
"Miss Sang, please just tie your hands, otherwise my brother won't be able to bear it, and it will hurt your delicate skin and tender flesh, and it will be bad if you lose your appearance!"
One of them, a young man with a thin body, a rather handsome face, but an extremely pale complexion, who looked quite feminine, was waving his folding fan, wielding sharp wind blades, and making jokes at the same time.
"Did Yin Lang fall in love with this little girl? Isn't the slave family good enough to you?"
There was also a plump and beautiful woman who looked like a stunner in the world, wielding a long whip like a poisonous snake. Although she smiled sweetly and had a dimple like a flower, her moves were cunning, ruthless and deadly.
"What did Lady Hua say? I don't dare to think anything wrong about you!"
There was clearly a hint of fear in Yin Lang's slightly cyan eyes, and even when the beautiful woman made a sound, he backed away a little.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, quickly capture this girl and join her with Shaojun, otherwise you will have long nights and dreams, delaying Shaojun's important affairs, and no one can afford it!"
The last person was a tall and burly young man, with a dark silver sword in his hand. It was narrow and sharp. Even though he danced like a horse, there were streaks of blood-colored light, faintly revealing the frightening evil spirit and blood!
Although the three of them were dissatisfied with each other, when they heard the name of 'Shaojun', their expressions became visibly stern and their eyes showed fear.
Even so, they obviously wanted to capture Sang Heng alive, otherwise with this woman's strength, even if she had many treasures to protect herself, she would not be able to withstand the attack of three innate masters at the peak of the first level.
"If you want to capture this girl, you devil sect bandits can just dream about it!"
Sang Heng's pretty face was cold. Although she was extremely tough, she could not hide her paleness. The long sword in her hand slashed out with a dazzling sword light, without any counterattack, and she was completely on the defensive.
If it hadn't been for the dozens of emerald green leaf-like treasures circling around him, blocking every full blow from three people, he would have been defeated long ago.
However, the three innate warriors joined forces to consume her true energy, so it was only a matter of time before this woman would be defeated.
"Demon Cult!"
Wu Ming, who was approaching indistinctly, froze, his eyes were slightly focused, his expression remained unchanged, but there were waves in his heart.
Looking at the Chinese martial arts, it has been prosperous for countless years, with ebbs and flows, and there is always a battle between good and evil. Buddhism, Taoism and demons dance together. However, since the establishment of the Five Kingdoms many years ago, the demons have completely become a rat on the street. Although I have heard of it occasionally,
He didn't disappear, but he was suppressed to the point of almost losing his voice.
Even during my last trip to Youxia Ridge, I didn't meet any descendant of the devil, but I didn't expect to meet him here.
If someone else said it, it might not be credible, but although Sang Heng is young, he has a rich family background and will definitely not admit his mistake.
"She is really a sharp-tongued little sister. Yin Lang will treat this little cherry mouth very well later!"
The flower lady's smile is as bright as a flower, and her beautiful eyes are full of frost.
"Hehe, don't worry, this little girl is still a baby. Brother, I will definitely let her sleep and taste the bliss of the world!"
Yin Lang said with a lewd smile.
"The Baihua Palace and the Hezhen Sect are worthy of being the same as each other. Even their virtues are the same. You should just stay with the Hezhen Sect, so as not to rape, plunder, and harm the people everywhere, you can peacefully be your bitches!"
Sang Heng was no longer the girl who was so angry at Wu Ming that she lost her mind after just a few words. She calmly responded to the two people's dirty words.
"Be bold!"
"You bitch is looking for death!"
The two of them were so furious that they directly used their killing moves.
"No!"
The young man holding the knife was so frightened that it was too late to stop him. He could only grit his teeth and forcefully change the direction of the knife to prevent the two of them from killing Sang Heng in anger.
But at this moment, no one noticed that a fierce figure suddenly rose up and rushed towards Yin Lang. In the strong wind, a dragon roared into the sky, and suddenly there was a dragon claw-shaped energy, wrapped with endless energy.
The fierce momentum struck hard at the back of his heart.
"not good!"
As an innate warrior after all, Yin Lang's reaction was not unpleasant. At the critical moment, he forcibly interrupted the move, turned around in mid-air, and suddenly waved the folding fan in his hand, opening it and blocking his chest.
Click!
What was frightening was that in the sound of shattering, the folding fan of the low-grade Xuanbing was suddenly smashed to pieces by the dragon's claws, and it was slapped on his chest unabated. The man screamed and flew backwards.
Fortunately, with the folding fan in the way, although his chest was hit with several bloody wounds by the dragon's claws, it did not cause any serious damage, so he was able to save his life.
"Who?"
The knife-wielding young man and the flower lady were horrified. They left Sang Heng in a hurry and looked at Wu Ming with full vigilance.
Being able to rush out of Yin Lang with one move, even if there is a suspicion of a sneak attack, the three of them have similar cultivation levels and almost no difference in strength. If a sneak attack falls on him, the result will definitely not be any better than that of Yin Lang.
"Wu Ming!"
At this time, Wu Ming had already revealed his true appearance, because if he wanted to fight with such a master, he couldn't hide it. The two were stunned for a moment, and then they recognized his legs.
Just like the previous fight with Chu Huaiyu, Wu Ming was shocked by just one move and was unable to maintain his disguise, exposing Xing Zang.
Sang Heng's eyes were red and his mouth was so pouted that he could hang a bottle of oil. He felt aggrieved but stubbornly refused to let tears fall.
"How about you three just give up?"
Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, he did not take advantage of the victory and there was no need to pursue it.
With his strength, he can indeed defeat ordinary first-level innates, and even elite disciples of the sect like Zhou Yong can win in a head-on fight.
But the premise is that the other party doesn't run away.
These three people are not weak in strength. Although they are not as good as Zhou Yong, they are only a hair away. If they really want to fight, even if they can win, the price they have to pay is not small.
Not to mention, it is extremely dangerous and we cannot ignore the safety of Sang Heng.
Sang Heng's red lips twitched, but she didn't say anything in the end. Like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, she silently approached Wu Ming, as if he was the main one.
"You little bastard, are you looking for death?"
Yin Lang's mouth was bleeding, he covered his blood-stained chest, staggered to his feet, and said with incomparable resentment.
His practice was at a critical point, and it was nothing to have the treasure fan destroyed, at most he felt distressed, but the strange energy contained in this palm really made him suffer. He couldn't get rid of it with his innate true energy, plus the injury
If it is serious, it will definitely slow down the progress of cultivation. How can he not be angry?
Wu Ming didn't even look at him. If he really wanted to start a fight, he would just be a slugger. He still had to have the attitude of the other two.
"We have heard that King Wu Gaoyi is busy with himself now. Not only is he being suppressed by all forces in the court, but even the disciples who have left the palace are being squeezed out by various sects. Moreover, during this trip, there are many people who want the prince's life.
Do you really want to offend my young master?"
The young man holding the knife was obviously much more stable and asked with a sullen face.
"Brother, why do you need to wade into this muddy water? How about your sister waiting on you and helping you vent your anger? Just do it well and let your sister take this little girl away. If she fails to complete the task, she will be punished by Shaojun!
"
The flower lady looked at Wu Ming with a charming look, and I felt pity for him.
"hehe!"
Although Wu Ming was smiling, the look in his eyes remained unchanged.
Even Chu Huaiyu's weird magic and magical powers were unable to stop him. This meager charm skill was not even on the stage, and he easily captured the abnormal fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air.
"throat!"
The flower girl's pretty face turned pale, and she took half a step back with a groan. Her beautiful eyes were full of horror, but she exclaimed, "My little brother is so cruel!"
"Did the prince refuse? It can be seen that in your current situation, if you offend Mr. Shaojun..."
The young man holding the knife said in a cold voice.
"Okay!"
Wu Ming waved his hand indifferently and interrupted unceremoniously, "If your young master were a sensible person, he wouldn't trouble me about this matter!"
"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
The young man holding the knife said in shock.
"My king is targeted by the righteous sect and suppressed and excluded everywhere. Is this not in line with the will of the devil? You need to know that although the enemy of the enemy may not be a friend, it does not necessarily need to be an enemy!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
Even Sang Heng was shocked, and the three young men holding knives even widened their eyes.
Throughout the ages, good and evil do not coexist, and people of the righteous path have always killed all demons. How has there ever been such a saying?
"Hurry up, if you don't leave, I will change my mind! You don't think that the dignified eldest lady of the Sang family only has this guard by your side, do you?"
Wu Ming urged impatiently.
"The prince's words will be conveyed to Shaojun verbatim!"
The young man holding the knife bowed his hand and led the team away.