Wu Ming had a disdainful expression on his face and asked, "How to prosper the world?" Who is the harm of the world? ”

Bailifu said: "King Qin's government should be a harm to the world, and killing King Qin is the benefit of the world!" ”

Wu Ming slowly shook his head and said, "This is ridiculous! If you kill one King of Qin, won't there be a second King of Qin? If you kill the second King of Qin, won't there be a third King of Qin? Will killing the Qin kings, Meng Tian and Wang Ben, stop the army from fighting Qi? ”

All the ink people were silent, bowed their heads and pondered, and the Mo family giant Bailifu looked stunned, and said: "What the prince said is not unreasonable, but the current plan is to assassinate the king of Qin first. ”

Wu Ming shook his head again and said: "This respite is only three or five days, the benefits of the Qin soldiers, famous all over the world, five-foot long swords, two zhang spears, hundreds of crossbows, thousands of chariots, countless crossbow arrows, and the Qin army's tiger and wolf division, with a million armor, are all dead, bare-chested, even bare-chested, bravely kill the enemy, are not afraid of death!" ”

"On the other hand, I don't know what war is for many years! I only know arrogance and luxury, greed for pleasure, greed for life and fear of death. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info comparison, Mr. Baili, what role can the respite of the three or five days play? ”

However, at this moment, a bare-faced ink man behind Bailifu hugged his fist at Wu Ming, and Huo Ran said: "Ji Gongzi, not only Qin has dead soldiers in the world, but the disciples of the Mo family are diligent and thin, and the world knows that Meng Sheng, the giant of the Mo family, guarded the city for the king of Chuyang City, and died in his duties, and more than 200 people including his disciple Xu Qiao were martyred!" ”

When Wu Ming was still frowning at what it meant to be diligent and thinly dead, Bailifu took a few cases and said arrogantly: "Strong! The Mo family is dead! ”

At this moment, all the ink masters shouted in unison: "Strong! The Mo family is dead! Although Qi Feng and the others were reluctant, several ink masters looked reluctant. Although there were less than 30 people, they all worked together, hating the same enemy, and the sound was deafening.

Wu Ming was a little overwhelmed by this voice, and looked at the curtain beside him, but the curtain's eyes were full of fear, Wu Ming immediately felt ominous, turned his head sharply, and saw that the red-faced ink man had silently rushed to his own short time, and the long sword in his hand stabbed his throat like lightning, and shouted in his mouth at the same time: "The dead man of the Mo family is here!" ”

Wu Ming was shocked, not to mention that he had never met this battle that he had seen in TV and movies, even if he had seen it, how could he defeat a master of the Mo family with his powerless reader.

Wu Ming was shocked, and naturally retreated sharply, but under this retreat, his figure had already fallen on the roof of the land temple behind him, Wu Ming was shocked, remembering the strangeness of his body that fell from the sky yesterday and moved several feet horizontally, and secretly thought about what had happened to his body.

Seeing this, all the ink scholars were frightened, and they only heard the Mo family's giant Bai Lifu say: "The Lingmen is really worthy of its name, this Ji Fan, as one of the four chief disciples of the Lingmen, is no longer the world's four major sects that can be looked up to!" ”

The red-faced ink man stabbed a sword in the void, and it was also in his own expectations, although he knew that the cultivation between himself and 'Ji Fan' was by no means a day, but he was angry that 'Ji Fan' looked down on the dead man of the Mo family so much, and at this moment he saw Wu Ming seemingly sitting leisurely on the roof ridge, without looking at himself, he was even more annoyed in his heart, without saying a word, his body rose four meters vertically, and when his body was about to fall, his long arm reached out and hit the eaves, and he turned over and fell on the roof, and the tile was not broken.

The ink people couldn't help but drink well for their own people, you must know that at that time, the ink people were called rangers by the world, or for the ink heroes, and their best of this longitudinal technique was only a jump of two or three meters, but Bailifu shook his head and shouted: "Vertical!" Do you want to be strong? ”

The red-faced ink man was angry at the moment, where could he listen to Bailifu's words, the long sword flew up, and went straight to the door of 'Ji Fan'.

Wu Ming thought at this moment that the change in his body was too amazing, his body moved with his heart, at this moment, he saw the long sword of the red-faced ink man stabbing at him, and he thought that he was dead both horizontally and vertically, it was better to try this 'body move with his heart', maybe he could fight for a glimmer of life, and at the moment he did it wholeheartedly, staring at the long sword with both eyes and staring at the long sword, however, this gaze found that the long sword of the red-faced ink man was as slow as a snail, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a confident smile, and the body sitting on the roof did not move at all, and when the long sword stabbed three inches in front of the door, he avoided his side face.

The red-faced ink man was terrified in his heart, his heart was already cold, and he was about to abandon the sword and admit defeat, but when he saw Wu Ming's smile as if thousands of disdain were blooming towards him, he was furious and shouted: "Shaft!" Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! "The long sword carried a thousand zhang of anger towards Wu Ming, but his anger was already a taboo in cultivation, and the sword technique was completely out of order, just like that child, dancing indiscriminately, and Wu Ming was very happy in his heart, just as the bare-faced ink man was feeding himself, just to practice this 'body with his heart' technique.

Therefore, in the eyes of all the ink people in the courtyard, Wu Ming and the red-faced ink man were two people for a while, one attacked, one defended, one killed indiscriminately, and the other hid at will, and it seemed that the dazzling battle was indistinguishable and inseparable, but in fact, the victory and defeat had already been divided.

The inkers who saw all this in their eyes didn't feel anything, and it was not surprising that Ji Fan stretched out half a finger to defeat the red-faced inkman, but the curtain saw all this in her eyes and was shocked in her heart, although she didn't understand the way of this technique, but at this moment, Wu Ming's move was already six or seven points like Ji Fan, and it was precisely because she didn't understand the way of this technique, because in her eyes, Wu Ming's moves were no different from Ji Fan.

After a cup of tea, Wu Ming felt that he had already put that The body moves with the heart' is almost mastered, and the use is more skillful and agile and elegant, but the sword of the red-faced ink man is a sword stabbed slower than a sword, Wu Ming is really helpless, but he doesn't know how to attack, and when he is anxious, the red-faced ink man is already a sword at the end of the strong crossbow stabbed lightly, Wu Ming was about to dodge, but unexpectedly, the red-faced ink man stumbled and fell on the roof, and rolled down to the courtyard with the blue tile fragments, and saw that the castration of the red-faced ink man's body rolling down was himself, and he was so frightened that Hua Rong screamed!

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and Bai Lifu, who was close at hand, flew towards the red-faced ink man, Wu Mingdan listened to a rapid scream from the curtain, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, and his body moved with his heart and flew towards the curtain.

In an instant, Wu Ming had drawn a graceful arc from the air, held the curtain in his arms, and sat quietly behind the low table and on the futon as before.

At this time, Barif caught the red-faced inkman.

Wu Ming was suppressing the surprise luck in his heart, the corners of his mouth were raised, a touch of pride was raised, and he looked at the curtain in his arms full of surprise and joy with a smile.

Bailifu's arms exerted a slight force, threw the red-faced ink man with other ink people, and immediately laughed, and said loudly: "People are not romantic, Ji Gongzi is not only romantic, but also has the ability to reach the sky," "If the prince promises to assassinate the tyrannical Qin Yingzheng, the disciples of the Mo family will all look forward to the head of the son, let the son send them, go to the fire and sword, and die without turning his heels!" ”