Nine hundred and seventieth chapters too forgetful
"You finally found me!"
A hint of loneliness and bitterness flashed across Luo Wuhua's handsome face, which combined with her slightly pale face and unruly Taoist robe made her stand out even more.
"Brother Luo, do you know this person?"
Several people around said in surprise.
"This is a matter between him and me, please leave for now!"
Luo Wuhua shook his head slightly and said rather lonely.
"Brother Luo, does this mean he doesn't regard us as friends?"
"Although our relationship is short, we are very much in love with each other and we are quite destined. If this happens today, how can we just sit idly by and ignore it?"
"Haha, I'll tell you the truth, Brother Luo. I've only been drinking and having fun these past few days, and I haven't competed in martial arts. My hands have been itchy for a long time!"
The three handsome men had no intention of leaving. Instead, they looked at Wu Ming with provocative eyes. Although the aura of a great master was not released deliberately, the pressure they exerted invisibly made Lianchi
The lotus leaves are lying low, and the clouds and mist are rolling and stirring.
"you……"
Luo Wuhua's eyes were moved.
"Young masters, wait a minute, this is my Baihua Tower, not a vulgar place for martial arts competitions!"
Surrounded by several pretty maids, a stunning woman wearing a pink skirt and gauze, with a graceful and light body and a pink jade lotus hairpin, stepped forward and looked at Wu Mingdao with a smile, "The slave family doesn't know where the young master is from, but please still invite me.
It’s best to leave quickly before things get serious, otherwise, no matter who you are, Baihualou will not let you insult you!"
"Haha, yes, yes, he is indeed a Qinghuan with both sex and art. Baihualou deserves its reputation. Even Pingkangfang in Chang'an can't find many of them!"
Wu Ming smiled and nodded, then shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, today is different from the past, otherwise I wouldn't mind drinking and talking with Miss Yu He."
"Bah, where did you come from? You don't know the heights of heaven and earth, how dare you speak rudely to my young lady, blind your eyes, and don't even see where this place is?"
The pretty maid who opened the door earlier seemed to be still in shock, pinching her waist and stamping her feet and spat.
"Miss Pan'er, don't be angry, just leave these people to me!"
One person said calmly.
"Are you sure you want them to take action? People will die!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Hey, Brother An, Brother Lu, Brother Dian, please leave first. This is between him and me!"
Luo Wuhua sighed bitterly.
"Brother Luo, what do you have to worry about? Looking at Wenzhou, are there anyone like us who need to be worried?"
One of them said angrily.
"Okay, if you don't want to die, get out of here and leave the one named Dian!"
Wu Ming said indifferently.
"court death!"
One of them, a rather muscular man with dark complexion and thick eyebrows and starry eyes, was furious.
"Is it really necessary to go to this point?"
Luo Wuhua looked tense and said.
"Although the slave family doesn't know what grudges there are between the two of you, the country has national laws and the family has family rules. Baihualou cannot let anyone do whatever they want. Otherwise, how can we welcome guests from all over the world in the future?"
Jade Lotus' powdery face is filled with evil spirits, and the aura around her body is moving slightly. She is also a great master.
"Hahaha!"
Wu Ming laughed back and forth, as if he had heard a big joke, "Listen, Luo Wuhua, a brothel lady talks about a brothel so elegantly, tsk tsk!"
"Be bold!"
Before he finished speaking, one of them could no longer hold back. As his tall and tall figure moved, a sharp sword roared and struck at the vital points on Wu Ming's chest like a dragon.
What's especially terrifying is that as the sword light flashes, it's like countless green vines are dancing in the wind, blocking all directions, leaving no one able to dodge and making it impossible to defend against.
"Brother An's Sen Jue Sword has been mastered to the point of being mastered. He can pick it up at his fingertips. It's so wonderful that he can do whatever he wants with just half a step. This person..."
One of them waved his folding fan slightly, but before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze.
"Brother An, be careful!"
Luo Wuhua's complexion suddenly changed, and his figure suddenly rushed to the field like lightning.
The speed is not bad, but some people are even faster!
I saw Wu Ming facing thousands of swords approaching, without blinking his eyes, pointing forward casually.
Buzz!
In an instant, wherever the sword light touched, a sharp and sharp finger shadow suddenly appeared. With a subtle popping sound, they were all annihilated almost at the same time.
"snort!"
While the man's expression changed wildly, he was worthy of being a great master. The moment he sensed the danger, he suddenly changed his tactics and switched from offense to defense.
Although there is some delay, it is completed in an instant. It is obvious that the true meaning of martial arts has indeed reached the pinnacle of mastery and mastery, and he can break through at will with just a few centimeters.
A slight difference makes a thousand miles!
Not only did he underestimate the power contained in Wu Ming's sword fingers, but he also did not expect that the true meaning of Wu Ming's martial arts was far above it. Each sword finger shadow not only contained extremely strong power, but also struck it with incredible precision.
The weakest point on the sword shadow.
Bang!
The sound of thousands of sword lights collapsing merged into one, and in a moment, all the shadows of the sword fingers condensed into one wisp, pointing straight towards his chest. There was only a muffled sound, and the man flew out with a muffled groan.
, the sword even flashed with dazzling sparks, and it actually flew away from the hand.
"Brother An, are you okay?"
Luo Wuhua came closer. With a shake of his right hand, his broad-sleeved robe rolled around the man like a cloud, removing the terrifying power from his body.
"throat!"
The man groaned, blood stains appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with horror, "How is it possible, his aura... is actually just a grandmaster!"
"What?"
After hearing this, the other two people, who were a bit slow, looked at Wu Ming in disbelief. The latter stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent as usual, as if he had wounded a Yin Shen Grandmaster Tianjiao with one finger. This seemed to be normal.
things.
"Qianjiejianzhi, are you a member of the Qianjiejian Sect?"
One of the young men in brocade robes stared intently at Wu Mingdao.
"Brother Lu, did you read that correctly?"
The tall, muscular, black-faced young man with the surname Dian lost his voice.
"That's right, although his sword fingers have changed more, his aura will never be wrong. Before I became a master of swordsmanship, I fought against the disciples of the Qianjie Sword Sect in the wilderness, and I will never forget it to this day!"
The young man named Lu said with lingering fear.
"Oh, the great master of Yin Shen actually talked about the art of swordsmanship without any shame. Luo Wuhua, your taste has been reduced!"
Wu Ming sneered.
"He is not a disciple of Qianjie Sword Sect!"
Luo Wuhua's face became a little more solemn, and she said in a deep voice, "Wu Ming, what's going on between you and me has nothing to do with anyone else. Let's settle it today!"
"It was originally irrelevant, but now it is relevant. He must die, he must die, and you... deserve to die even more!"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly, pointed at Lu and Dian coldly, and finally fell on Luo Wuhua.
Only the young man surnamed An who took action was shocked. Why did this young man with such arrogance and amazing strength miss him?
"What did you say?"
"Don't think you're lucky to have won a move, so you're so arrogant. Today I'm going to teach you your secret skill!"
As great masters, the two of them had their own arrogance. How could they bear the anger of being treated like fish? The tall young man named Dian was even more furious. As he strode forward, his muscles bulged, his arms feinted, and he
There are two more black iron-colored iron halberds covered with mysterious patterns.
"Holy Armor Gate!"
A bright light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes. Facing the two halberds that were smashed across each other and containing terrifying power, he actually advanced instead of retreating, leaving a series of afterimages like a swimming dragon. The person also passed through the sharp blades, and instantly reached the age of a young man.
Nearby.
"Come die!"
The young man's eyes were filled with rage, and the aura around his body was getting higher and higher. He was like an invincible general with only one man in charge and no one could defeat him. As he turned his halberds, two huge mountains suddenly appeared in mid-air and crashed down.
"You are far worse than Dian evil, kneel down!"
Wu Ming smiled contemptuously and pressed his right palm against the void.
Buzz!
The sky buzzed and trembled, as if the wind and clouds were changing color, and the violent and unmasked power was like the sky tilting, and it hit him hard. The twin peaks formed by the two halberds collapsed at the touch, unable to resist at all.
"careful!"
Seeing that the young man was about to be suppressed by Wu Ming's palm, Luo Wuhua's body flashed with lightning and he took action again.
call!
Unfortunately, before he could get close, a whip-like vine flashed out from Wu Ming's left wrist, and instantly turned into the thickness of a bowl, wrapping around Luo Wuhua like a poisonous snake.
"snort!"
Luo Wuhua's complexion changed slightly, and there was a three-foot green blade in his hand. The sword light slashed with lightning, but with a muffled sound, there were only three-inch sword marks on the vine, which made his eyes freeze.
"Brother Luo, be careful, I'm here to help you!"
Seeing that something was wrong, the young man surnamed Lu also wielded a silver-frost colored sword to kill. However, the vines flashed like a dragon and appeared dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, trapping the two of them and unable to escape for a moment.
"Wow, if you want me to kneel down, go to hell!"
The eyes of the young man surnamed Dian were about to burst, and the aura all over his body surged wildly again. The power of energy and blood like iron gates swarmed out, protecting his whole body. The tendons on his arms swam like snakes, and something like a talisman actually appeared.
Text-like texture.
But in his eyes, a phantom like a giant bear appeared behind Wu Ming. When he held the mountain-like crown high and pressed it down, even with his tempered spirit, he couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of his heart.
"Kneel down!"
Wu Ming pressed his right palm down in the air and shouted coldly. The young man surnamed Dian was bleeding from all his orifices, and his whole body made an overwhelming crackling sound. You Zi was struggling to hold on.
"The madman looks at the sword!"
At the critical moment, the graceful silhouette rose up with the pink sword shadow all over the sky, like a suddenly blooming pink lotus, piercing Wu Ming's ribs at an extremely weird angle.
roar!
But before he could reach his body, he was blocked by a dazzling gray light, and the jade lotus looked pale and withdrew his sword to protect himself.
Bang!
The young man surnamed Dian finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with his knees broken. His rough face was full of despair and he stared at Wu Ming with hatred: "You are so poisonous that you shattered all the meridians in my body. You...
"
"Tell Dian Eilai, this is just interest!"
Wu Ming said indifferently.
At the same time, the double shadows of ink and gray flashed, returning to Wu Ming's left and right wrists.
"The clan will not let it go..."
The young man named Dian passed out.
"He has no grievances against you, so why bother to do this?"
Luo Wuhua said with a gloomy expression.
Lu, An, and Yu He all looked horrified, finally knowing what Wu Ming meant when he said 'he must die'.
For a warrior, having his cultivation wasted is a hundred times worse than death!
"Stop acting. With your strength, you have enough time to save him!"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly and said mockingly, "Your Majesty Wangqing, I really want to see how far you have practiced this supreme scripture!"
"How...how did you know?"
Luo Wuhua's pupils shrank, her aura suddenly became vague, and she stood there like an ordinary person, but everyone stepped away unconsciously. (To be continued)