Nine hundred and seventieth eight chapters Wuxiangyoulong
Luo Wuhua, a direct descendant of the Luo family of an ancient aristocratic family, and the true successor of the Taiqing Palace of the Tianpin clan of the Great Song Dynasty. He was free and bold, bohemian, and could be friends with everyone from the proud son of heaven to the peddler and lackey.
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Along the way south, he made countless friends, and even admirers rushed to his bed to welcome him, just to entertain this legendary figure.
It may sound a bit exaggerated, but no matter what status you have, or your level of cultivation as a great master, it is enough to make countless peers look up to you. Even the senior masters will not rely on their elders to show off their talents, but will interact with each other as equals.
But now, Yuhe and others were inexplicably surprised, looking at Luo Wuhua, who looked completely different from the other two.
In the past, Luo Wuhua was approachable and approachable, like a spring breeze. At this time, Luo Wuhua was like the biting wax nine-cold wind, the scorching true sun. Even being inhumane is not enough to describe his temperament, almost overlooking the world of all living things!
No one has heard of "Tai Shang Wang Qing", but they have already recognized who Wu Ming is. To be able to tell it from the mouth of the King of Wu of the Song Dynasty who is famous in China, and to cause Luo Wuhua to change like this, it is inevitable
No small matter.
"Not even many people in the clan or palace know about my cultivation of "Tai Shang Wang Qing". I'm curious, how did you find out?"
Luo Wuhua's face was expressionless, and her voice was cold and chilling.
"If you don't want others to know, don't do anything except yourself!"
Wu Ming smiled lightly.
Of course it is impossible for outsiders to know such secret things.
However, Qian Longyuan and his party killed and injured countless geniuses of the human race, and Wu Ming obtained countless secrets from them, as well as even lost manuscripts and biographies, etc., all of which were handed over to Nestlé to organize them into categories, and they found out countless unknown secrets.
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When he was in Jiaoqin City, Wu Ming saw that Luo Wuhua practiced special skills, but the clues were limited and there was no enmity, so he did not go into details until Miao Yin died suddenly. Feeling that something was wrong, he started to investigate in many ways.
Until Luo Long, the half-saint of the Luo family, was illuminated by Wang Jing using the Legalist Sky Viewing Mirror, and formed a deadly feud with the Luo family. After finding a clue in many isolated manuscripts, Ku Ye used the holy soul to
After peering into the secrets and paying a high price, it was determined that Luo Wuhua could practice such supreme Taoist scriptures!
"Since you know, you should know that I am not practicing this sutra for my own selfish reasons!"
There was a hint of waves in Luo Wuhua's eyes, and then there was no wave in the ancient well.
"Of course I know!"
Wu Ming nodded and said calmly, "But you shouldn't use that little girl as a stepping stone to the holy path."
"Wonderful Yin will always be in my heart!"
Luo Wuhua's voice became deeper.
"The Luo family will be destroyed because of what you said today!"
Wu Ming said loudly.
"Arrogant!"
Yu He and others looked at each other in shock.
Even though Wu Ming has a proud record of worshiping the great master as a grand master, as a mere grand master, he is no longer arrogant, but completely ignorant.
"Don't say you can't do it. Even if you can do it, don't forget that the blood of the Luo family is flowing in your body!"
Luo Wuhua shook his head expressionlessly.
"Whether you can do it or not, you just have to wait and see!"
Before Wu Ming finished speaking, his shoulders swayed slightly, and seven afterimages swept out and surrounded Luo Wuhua.
If you look at it from above, you will be shocked to find that Luo Wuhua is right in the blind spot of the Big Dipper composed of afterimages. No matter how he moves, he will be hit by killing blows from all directions!
What's even more terrifying is that the seven afterimages are connected, like a five-clawed golden dragon roaring proudly for nine days. The dragon's mouth spits out a fierce sword light, and the dragon's tail swings with wind and thunder. When the five claws shrink, the space shakes, killing Luo Wuhua.
Trapped in the middle.
Yu He and others couldn't see the mystery of this move. Even if they were not in it, they could feel the terrifying power of confinement, which was like a ray on the back and a bullet in the throat!
"Young Long Dinghai, who is in the state of transcendence, becomes even more extraordinary in your hands!"
Luo Wuhua didn't seem to feel the discomfort of her Qi being blocked. She was just standing there, but she seemed to be looking down at the heaven of all living things.
Buzz!
Before he finished speaking, the seven afterimages suddenly trembled greatly, and large ripples appeared as if they had been hit hard. It seemed that they would collapse at any time, but they moved at the next moment.
"Wandering Long Dinghai!"
Just like the roar of dragons in the nine heavens, the proud roar of real dragons, the afterimages of the seven dragon meteor swords are like flying swords from the sky, with the dragon's mouth, dragon's tail, and five claws shooting out at once, directly attacking all the vital points of Luo Wuhua's body.
Poof!
As everyone watched in horror, Luo Wuhua's body was stabbed by seven sword shadows. The sound of the sharp blade piercing his flesh made his scalp numb, and his heart trembled. The place where the sword was hit suddenly burst into blood, and it was clear that he had really been stabbed.
Wu Ming's residual image showed a trace of shock on his face, and he immediately drew his sword and retreated.
"Your Majesty forgets love, cause and effect come back, I will receive your sword today to repay Miao Yin's kindness!"
Luo Wuhua's indifferent voice sounded. No matter how he moved, dazzling skylight seemed to pour out of his body, directly shattering the seven afterimages.
"throat!"
But after hearing a muffled groan, a solid figure flew out and retreated ten feet away. It was none other than Wu Ming.
"good!"
Although it was impossible to see how Luo Wuhua injured Wu Ming, Yu He and others could see that the former must have the upper hand.
"What a great person who forgets his feelings and has a flawless saint's way. What a pity! What a pity!"
Wu Ming smiled brightly and said loudly, "Taoist ancestor said that the heaven and the earth are not benevolent and treat all living things as stupid dogs; the saints are unkind and treat the common people as stupid dogs."
"This is indeed the true meaning of my supreme holy way of forgetting love!"
Luo Wuhua said lightly.
"Then...are you a saint? The saint is equal to the heaven, and the heaven imparts help to the earth. If you don't use kindness and kindness, you can just let nature take its course!"
Wu Ming smiled secretly.
"I'm just on the road to find the holy way. Yu Yu is just a late learner and a latecomer!"
Luo Wuhua shook his head slightly.
"So, don't make excuses for your own selfishness. Heaven, earth and saints are all adhering to their own rules. You are just an evil heretic who took the wrong path by pretending to be a saint!"
Wu Ming sneered.
"There is nothing better than a sharp tongue!"
Luo Wuhua pondered for a while, and finally there was a wave of confusion in his eyes, "Even if I go astray, I will use my body to repay the cause and effect of all sentient beings. Even if I die on the path of the holy way, my actions will be a benefit to those who come after me."
Leave a warning!"
"What a supreme king, your state of mind has indeed embarked on the holy path!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly, knowing that he had met a powerful opponent. He suddenly waved his left hand, and the golden knife appeared from his palm, and the aura around him changed accordingly.
"Your sword skills are powerful, but I've seen them before!"
Luo Wuhua shook his head and his eyes suddenly shrank.
"Then let's feel it!"
Wu Ming said indifferently, holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He looked like he was standing normally, but it made Luo Wuhua feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. Everyone present felt a suffocating and terrifying pressure, as if their souls were about to be torn apart.
, retreated involuntarily.
Buzz!
In the void behind Wu Ming, who no one could see, a golden figure several feet tall suddenly appeared. His movements were consistent with his movements, with a sword on the left and a sword on the right.
"This is……"
Luo Wuhua's pupils shrank, and she lost her voice as if she saw it.
Because in his eyes, the swords in the left and right hands of the dharma image are changing in extremely strange ways. Sometimes there is a left sword and a right sword, and sometimes there are two swords and two swords. It is unpredictable, invisible and without form!
"Your Majesty Wangqing, it's really extraordinary that you can actually see my Dharma form!"
Wu Ming's lips didn't move, but his thunderous shout sounded throughout the courtyard.
"The Wuxiang Sword Sutra, it turns out that you have acquired the Mo family's sword technique in Mobei. Unfortunately, this sword technique is the strongest, but it does not match the Youlong sword technique. Your martial arts is far from reaching this level!"
Although Luo Wuhua spoke lightly and closed his eyes, everyone could see his prudence, because in his palm there was an unpretentious two-foot green-edged sword covered with cloud patterns, as if made of bronze!
"The Supreme Being forgets his feelings, the way of the saints, and the way of heaven are impermanent. When you use external things to sharpen your own holy way, you have already fallen behind!"
Wu Ming's expression was solemn, his sword was dangling in front of him, and he suddenly shouted softly, "Behead!"
Cut, cut, cut!
Before he finished speaking, the phantom of King Ming's Dharma behind him seemed to come to life. He stepped out of the void into the human world, swords came out, wind and thunder moved together, and appeared from outside the clouds in the sky, destroying all the Dharma in the world.
"Too Xu!"
Luo Wuhua seemed to feel something, and he picked up the green-edged sword in his hand slowly but quickly.
Invisible power surged out, sealing off the entire courtyard so that everyone could clearly see this shocking scene that was invisible to the naked eye.
Buzz!
The tip of the sword seemed to pierce the void and cross the space. It was also like the overlapping swords that fell and faced it automatically. What was extremely uncomfortable was that no one felt that they could easily receive the blow from the two of them.
, but couldn’t find a way to solve it, so I could only kill him at the slightest provocation, which was extremely awkward.
The tip of the sword hit the center of the overlap of the swords, making a clear and crisp clang sound like a phoenix's chant, followed by a crisp sound as the tip of the sword penetrated the shattered golden knife.
With a pop, blood suddenly burst out, piercing King Ming's Dharma Appearance, piercing the Azure Dragon Armor, passing through Wu Ming's shoulder blades, with a wisp of blood dripping down his back.
hold head high!
But at the moment when the Broken Gold Knife broke, blood suddenly appeared on the sword light, and the sharp edge of the hilt suddenly merged with it, like an invisible dragon shadow composed of swords, and disappeared into the center of Luo Wuhua's eyebrows in a flash.
"throat!"
They both groaned, vomited blood and fell back, staring at each other solemnly.
The moment the broken knife fell to the ground with a clanging sound, the discomfort that had been suppressed in everyone's hearts disappeared instantly, and they looked at the two people in shock.
As both great masters, they never thought that someone of the same rank would feel such terrifying pressure, not to mention that Wu Ming is just a grandmaster, and is younger than anyone else. He trained in his mother's womb, so there is no such difference.
big!
Even if it was seriously injured, no one dared to underestimate it, let alone launch a sneak attack rashly and intervene in this life-and-death duel!
"What a sword!"
Wu Ming sneered.
If there is no accident, it is a Dao sword, a sword that possesses the Holy Dao and is expected to be a holy weapon!
Blood dripped from Luo Wuhua's eyebrows, as if she didn't notice it, only two feet of green peak pointed unswervingly at the vital point of Wu Ming's heart.
"Too careless!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, but remained unmoved at all. He still held the Broken Knife and Dragon Meteor Sword. The golden light flashed behind him, and King Ming's law appeared again.
"That's enough. If you two want to settle your grievances, I, Baihua Tower, have my own fighting arena to settle the grievances. If you continue to fight and kill like this and disturb the guests' enjoyment, don't blame me for bullying the small ones and driving away the bad guests!"
Just as the two were preparing for the next blow, a majestic shout came from the air. (To be continued)