Chapter five hundred and ninety first dragon crossing the river
Tu Liang's old face suddenly became as gloomy as drops of water, and two sword-like gleams shot out from his eyes, and he said slyly: "What a sharp-tongued, hidden rat, I want to see what your skin is like."
It’s not as tough as talking, go ahead and kill without mercy!”
Having said that, there was no need to say anything more. Following Tu Liang's order, the sixteen innate warriors under his command all took action, and the more than a hundred artistic conception warriors who had already rushed forward also came to kill them.
For a time, soldiers faced soldiers, generals faced each other, each picked his opponent, captured and killed each other.
However, the situation on the field was far less relaxed than Tu Liang expected. Although it was not one-sided, his capable men were actually suppressed and beaten.
Especially when the top ten innate experts from the Taitian Xingdao tribe took action, the terrifying evil aura of the seven peak innates was revealed, and they actually killed and wounded several opponents of the same level in an instant.
It’s not that the Raptors can’t cross the river!
Tu Liang's pupils shrank, this thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he stared at Wu Mingdao, "Who are you, and what is the purpose of gathering so many powerful people?"
With his eyesight, he couldn't tell that most of the auras and martial arts moves of these seven people came from the Green Forest Road in Hezhou. Combined with the rumors in the past month, it was already certain that Wu Ming was subduing his men.
But what puzzled him was that the corpses in the den of exterminated bandits could never be faked. How could these people be willing to waste their life's efforts and let Wu Ming drive them?
"A dead man doesn't need to know too much!"
Wu Ming made an understatement, strolling leisurely, walking slowly and leisurely up into the air, looking at each other from a distance.
"Okay, no one has dared to be so arrogant in front of me in how many years. Let me weigh you. How do you, with your mere talent, qualify to be that raptor?"
Tu Liang was extremely angry and laughed back. His sleeves and robes automatically swelled like a sail in the absence of wind. He pointed like a sword like lightning and struck Wu Ming casually.
Wu Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and a chill ran down his spine. He felt an invisible sword energy pointing directly at his throat. Without thinking, he drew the sword in his hand and slashed forward fiercely.
Tsk!
Amidst the piercing sound of gold and iron explosions, sparks were seen flying everywhere. Wu Ming's arms shook, and the heavy sword was raised fiercely, and the man staggered back two steps.
"Dongxu Rotation, Second Realm Grandmaster!"
Wu Ming shouted deeply.
"I have some eyesight, no wonder I dare to speak so brazenly, but with only the meager strength to take a casual sword from me, I still can't be like the fierce dragon crossing the river!"
Tu Liang was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart. He screamed and killed Wu Ming. He didn't even use a weapon. He just pointed out casually. Like a sharp sword in his hand, invisible sword energy flowed out, either stabbing or cutting or cutting.
Flirting, roaring out from all directions.
It was obvious that even though his tone was quite disdainful, he was still wary of Wu Ming.
Just imagine, being able to receive a blow from a second-level master and only taking two steps back, while Wu Ming's aura is not as good as innate, what an amazing talent is this?
How can one treat such a being who is comparable to a genius, as cunning and cunning as Tu Liang, lightly?
"Well done!"
Wu Ming held the knife in his left hand and faced the difficulty. His whole body surged with light golden energy, turning into a curtain of light that stuck to his body like a personal golden armor.
Tsk!
The sharp sword energy passed through Gang Yi, leaving a series of sword marks. It was weird and cunning, and the cold and treacherous sword energy penetrated into the skin, making Wu Mingji shiver. However, his hand was not slow, and he slapped it with a palm.
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"Hey, he turned out to be the Thunderman of Cangzhou Xuanlei Sect!"
Tu Liang had an extremely sharp eye, and he exchanged palms with Wu Ming fiercely. He recognized the origin of the palm technique at a glance, and his cold eyes cautiously scanned Gang Yi, "It turned out to be the golden bell cover of Dzogchen! It is both internal and external, and it is the second level of Qi cultivation.
Xiantian, your martial body is comparable to Xiantian in the Four Realms, who are you?"
"Kill your people!"
Wu Ming never swung the sword in his left hand. He only used his right palm to face the enemy. The fierce palm power roared out, sometimes as powerful as thunder, sometimes as majestic as a wave. He actually used the Thunder Hand and Canglang Palm interchangeably.
No feeling of lag!
"What kind of palm technique is this?"
Although Tu Liang was a powerful master, he had lived in Hezhou for a long time and could not recognize all the martial arts in the world. He actually did not recognize Canglang Palm.
Wu Ming didn't say a word, and his moves were as fierce as the others. He looked like he was fighting for his life, but he couldn't get the upper hand at all. There was obviously a big gap between Wu Ming and Tu Liang.
"Hey, do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't tell me?"
After testing Wu Ming's strength, Tu Liang smiled solemnly, suddenly reached out and took out a slender, cold blue-gray sword, and swiped forward lightly.
laugh!
The Gang Yi, which was strong enough to withstand a peak innate strike, was like paper and burst into pieces. The sinister sword energy, which was several times stronger than before, penetrated the wound and penetrated into the bone marrow.
What's even more frightening is that the strange true energy contained in the sword energy is like a sinister wind, constantly wearing away the flesh and blood, widening the wound, and tearing it apart again!
"snort!"
Severe pain swept through his whole body. Despite Wu Ming's amazing will, he couldn't help but turn pale and groaned. However, he was not slow under his hands and continued to meet the enemy with Thunder Hands and Canglang Palm.
"A bunch of trash, I have to take action personally!"
Tu Liang took a cold look at his surroundings and found that his men were completely at a disadvantage. Facing Wu Ming's fierce palm skills, he was distracted and relaxed.
Bang bang bang!
Looking from a distance, Tu Liang's figure was scattered by a series of palm techniques, but Tu Liang suddenly appeared from the side again and added a few more wounds to Wu Ming's body with a sword.
"Afterimage!"
Wu Ming finally realized something was wrong. No wonder it was a hit, but it felt like it was hitting the cotton softly and without any force. It turned out to be the afterimage of the hit.
"hey-hey!"
He only heard a sinister laugh, and his vision blurred. Tu Liang's speed surged again, as if there were more than a dozen figures, moving back and forth like ghosts and lightning.
Tsk!
In an instant, there were four or five sword marks on Wu Ming's body, and it was impossible to avoid them!
"Tell me, how did you make these murderers obey their orders? I cherish my talents, and maybe I will spare your life!"
Tu Liang originally had this idea.
Ever since he learned that someone was randomly reaching out to kill the Green Forest Dao warriors, he had paid close attention to it, traced it through various channels, and finally found clues.
When his subordinates came to report that these people appeared in their territory, they led people to surround and suppress them without saying a word. The original intention was just the treasures of these people.
After killing so many bandits, he must have accumulated a lot of wealth, which would save him from risking any more plundering and killing well-behaved people, and no one would care about him at all.
What's more, word has spread in Hezhou that Wu Ming and his party only took action against bandits in the Xiantian territory, and the traces left behind were mostly artistic conception and a few Xiantian.
With such strength entering your own territory, is there any reason not to take advantage of it?
It has to be said that Tu Liang's plan was very good, but the sudden appearance of the seven Four Realm Innates still surprised him. It was only because no grandmaster opponent appeared that he was completely relieved.
"snort!"
Wu Ming gave a cold expression. A three-year-old child would not believe such nonsense. He suddenly put the sword into its sheath, flipped his hands, escaped from the sword aura, and jumped into the air.
"I don't know what's going on. Do you really think that if you have some background, I won't dare to kill you?"
Tu Liang himself was afraid of Wu Ming's background, but if he broke the rules, he would break the rules. Such people would definitely be in the dark, and he was not afraid of killing them. He immediately raised his sword in anger and used his killing move.
In his opinion, Wu Ming was a little ignorant!
Buzz!
But what made his expression slightly change was that Wu Ming's aura suddenly surged. He clapped his palms together, and the force of his palms was several times stronger than before. When he spat in the middle, the sword energy was broken and scattered.
"Good boy, if you don't shed tears until you see the coffin, I will give you a ride!"
Tu Liang's eyes were blazing with murderous intent, and strange patterns flashed across his face. His whole person became sinister and terrifying, and the sharp sword in his hand actually seemed a bit illusory, disappearing like a ghost.
Tsk!
The frightening sword energy brought about a faint sonic boom, which instantly stabbed Wu Ming's heart with blood. But what made his pupils shrink was that after just entering it, he could no longer penetrate it.
But he didn't know that with the dragon robe protecting his heart, which was fatal to ordinary people, no one could break through it unless Wu Ming's head was cut off.
hold head high!
But Wu Ming didn't give him this chance at all. Taking advantage of the momentum of falling from the sky, he struck down with a move of Qinglong's Probing Claw. The power was so powerful that Tu Liang was so shocked that his eyes became solemn for the first time, but that was all, he slashed out with one sword.
Amidst the banging sound, both of them stepped back together, but what was shocking was that Wu Ming only took one step back than Tu Liangduo.
This shows that although there is a gap in strength, it is not out of reach!
"court death!"
The strange lines on Tu Liang's face increased again, as if covered with a layer of ghostly aura, and in a flash he transformed into a figure all over the sky. The sword aura crisscrossed the sky, causing eerie ghost cries and wolf howls.
This move is the secret skill of the Yin Feng Ghost Sword. Not only does it have astonishing lethality, it can also disrupt the opponent's mind, making it impossible to defend against it.
"Qilin treads the ground!"
Wu Ming landed boldly, turned his palms over, and raised his hands violently to clap.
Rumble!
The fierce and unparalleled palm power was unleashed, and he defeated most of the ghosts. However, Tu Liang was a second-level master after all, and his sword moves continued to attack all the vital points of Wu Ming's body.
"Die!"
Amidst the cold and fierce shouts, there seemed to be countless fierce ghosts roaring. Under such a killing move, it was difficult for even those of the same level to determine their true identity.
"Tombstone!"
But the next moment, Wu Ming's body pressure surged, his palms overturned, and the ground shook violently. As the shadow of the yellow mountains on his right wrist flashed, his thin figure seemed as unreachable as a towering mountain.
"This is……"
Tu Liang's pupils suddenly shrank, and the countless ghost figures that were rushing forward at great speed were inexplicably delayed for half a breath. At this moment, the second-level master pulled away without hesitation and retreated.
Buzz!
But it took less than the blink of an eye for the entire mountain to tremble, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for eternity woke up. If there are those with advanced strength here, they will definitely find an astonishing scene.
Within a radius of a thousand feet, a mountain-like shadow of a giant monument appeared out of thin air, rising with sky-high momentum, crushing all the ghost shadows in the sky to pieces, and rising like crazy against Tu Liang unabated.
"throat!"
Tu Liang's eyes were horrified, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was injured and exclaimed, "With your level of cultivation, how can you use such a profound and profound martial arts continuously without any interruption?"
"Like the dragon's spine!"
Wu Ming's cheeks were filled with an abnormal flush, and he jumped up suddenly, sweeping his right leg with thunderous force, which actually caused bursts of energy like dragon roars! (To be continued)