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It is normal for Wu Ming not to have an impression of him, strictly speaking, he is not Mei Sheng's thug, but a helper called by Hou Jie, and his identity as a helper is quite special, he is a famous "black maid" in the sect.

What is a black maid?

The rules of the One Sword Sect, except for fair competitions or duels, prohibit disciples in the sect from fighting and killing in private, once discovered, they will be expelled from the sect, abolished cultivation, and even tortured and killed!

The rules of the sect are so strict, but there is always a fight where there are people, most of the disciples in the sect are young and vigorous, and each of them is the pride of the sky, and it is inevitable to make a few enemies after getting along for a long time, and there are countless people who seek revenge in private, and at this time the black maid came into being. Most of these black maids are poor, and in order to raise resources for cultivation, they specialize in doing some shady things that cannot be seen in the dark, just like killers in the rivers and lakes, they don't care who the hired person is, as long as you can afford it, they will work for you. It's just that the scope of their lives is only in the sect, and when they go out of the sect, they still return to the identity of ordinary people, you don't know me, and I won't expose you.

As Hou Jie's third-generation true disciple, openly asking Wu Ming for trouble would only lose his own face, if it weren't for the fact that this live capture operation was an important part of his plan to deal with Wu Ming, and he wouldn't have risked hiring Lu Zili to help Mei Sheng without the slightest accident. In his mind, Wu Ming was a mortal, and when the three major soldiers joined forces with a monk, how could he be caught back in minutes.

Lu Zili also had the same idea as Hou Jie, he actually didn't want to come at all, but the benefits given by Hou Jie were too great for him to refuse. However, he was listless when he came, and he never cooperated with Qiu Rong and the three of them to besiege Wu Ming, just standing aside and watching the excitement.

This look can see the problem, no one expected that Wu Ming would cultivate the soul path in less than ten days after entering the sect! By the time he reacted, Qiu Rong had already been hit and lay on the ground, and the other two guards were also delirious and running around like crazy.

Lu Zili hated it, the talismans on his body were not bargains, they were all written on golden bamboo paper with ink sand sand, one was converted into silver for at least thirty taels of snowflake silver, in order to save Qiu Rong and the three of them, he shared three, and the three were a total of one hundred taels of silver! He had just received the reward for this task, and he had almost spent it.

If he hadn't known that Qiu Rong and the three of them were noble, and that they were the soldiers and horses invited by Mei Sheng, he would have left long ago, who would care if those three mortals lived or died? Fortunately, the person has been rescued, and he has basically worked in vain all day.

Lu Zili made up his mind and caught Wu Ming first and did not hand it over, so he had to squeeze more money from him to make up for his losses. He himself is hostile to Wu Ming, a wealthy child with poor cultivation talent, thinking that God has given them a good family background, but he ignores his own cultivation genius who really needs money support, and now that Wu Ming has caused him to lose his daily reward, he is even more hostile to Wu Ming.

"If you obediently tie your hands and arrest you, I will save you some face, otherwise, you will inevitably have to suffer from skin and flesh."

Lu Zili took out a short dagger less than half a foot long from his waist, held it in his hand, and said to Wu Ming gloomily.

Wu Ming ignored him, but carefully looked at the dagger in his hand. The blade surface of the dagger is very thin, it should have been specially processed, and it is engraved with incomprehensible vermilion characters, twisting and twisting like blood-spattered lines, what Wu Ming cares about the most is Lu Zili's posture of grabbing the dagger, as if he wants to throw it out at any time.

"Could it be a magic weapon?" Wu Ming's heart moved. He suddenly remembered the jade plate that Mrs. Erniang Liu stuffed to him when he left home, known as a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, and its power must be extraordinary. It's a pity that if you want to activate the magic weapon, you have to use the true element of the air path, Wu Ming can't urge the jade plate, so he can only wear it on his body all the time, and he has never used it.

The airway can urge the magic weapon, but I wonder if the soul path can urge the magic weapon? Such a thought suddenly crossed Wu Ming's mind.

Without waiting for Wu Ming to think about it, Lu Zili couldn't wait to do it. I saw that his right hand was raised high, making a gesture of bidding for a gun, and the dagger in his hand was thrown fiercely at Wu Ming's chest, this hand was ruthless and fast, and when Wu Ming noticed that it was not good, the dagger had already flown to his chest. Wu Ming could see clearly that there was still a thin layer of pale yellow qi on the tip of the dagger, which was the vision that Lu Zili showed with his true qi attached to the dagger.

It can carry the true qi of Taoism, and the dagger is really a magic weapon, and it can't be blocked!

Such a thought flashed through Wu Ming's mind, and the sharp gravel that he had been about to swing in his hand was immediately withdrawn, and he took a step back and turned sideways, dodging the attacking dagger. The dagger missed, rushed into the sky with a swish, turned its head as if it was alive, pointed the tip of the blade at Wu Ming, and made a strange sound like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Wu Ming had already prepared for this scene, the opponent was a real Qi Refining Cultivator, and it was not surprising that he would use the Imperial Technique to urge the magic weapon. Faced with his situation at this time, a normal person will definitely run away, and only by escaping a certain range can he escape the pursuit of magic weapons such as flying blades. But Wu Ming was different, he saw that the dagger flew behind him with a miss, and he didn't want to run away without thinking about it, but the direction he ran in was beyond everyone's expectations, he didn't run behind him, but went straight forward to kill Lu Zili, the source of the dagger manipulation!

This really made the four people present unexpected, even Lu Zili, a black maid with rich combat experience, was stunned for a few seconds when he saw Wu Ming's unreasonable movements, and took advantage of the few seconds of his stunned exercises, Wu Ming rushed to a distance of less than five meters from him.

"Watch out for the rubble in his hands!"

Qiu Rong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, changed his complexion, obviously thinking of his previous experience of narrowly revitalizing, and reminded Lu Zili loudly with palpitations.

"Hmph, look for death!" Being shouted by Qiu Rong, Lu Zili finally came back to his senses, a trace of vicious emotion flashed in his eyes, and with one hand, the dagger in the distance flew back as if it was pulled by a thin line, stabbing Wu Ming's back with a thunderous momentum.

"I want to see if it's your feet that are fast, or my magic weapon is fast!" Lu Zili shouted, looking full of confidence, no matter how desperate Wu Ming ran, how could he be faster than the flight speed of a dagger that weighed only a few catties? In the current form, before Wu Ming rushed three meters in front of him, he would first be stabbed in the back by the dagger that flew back!

Wu Ming also heard the whistling wind brought by the dagger flying through the air behind him, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to bury his head and rush towards Lu Zili.

"Think the master won't dare to kill you? Since you want to die, I will fulfill you! Lu Zili sneered, his task was to capture Wu Ming alive, but he was a decisive and ruthless character, Wu Ming dared to ignore his flying blade like this, and it was clear that he didn't dare to kill people, but you really didn't dare to kill?

To put it bluntly, the black maids are the killers in the sect, and in the situation of fighting for their lives, they will always be more ruthless than their opponents!

The fierce light in Lu Zili's eyes flashed, and when Wu Ming rushed to three meters in front of him, the dagger he controlled had already flown an inch behind Wu Ming, and there was no intention of stopping, and Wu Ming would be stabbed in the next moment!

However, at this moment, Wu Ming moved. His body was like a light willow branch, as if blown by the breeze, bent at a right angle of nearly ninety degrees, narrowly avoiding the dagger coming from behind. What's even more incredible is that even though his body made such a difficult dodge move, Wu Ming's legs were still stepping forward, and the stone crushing blade in his hand was ready to shoot, ready to stab out like a poisonous snake catching a rat at any time.

Thorn two style, whisk willow!

Since he learned the basic nine-style sword moves with Liu Lao, Wu Ming will spare at least two hours to practice every day, plus the improvement of the artistic conception of the sword, in half a month, he will let him practice a set of sword moves more and more smoothly, and send and receive freely. At this time, when it was taken out to face the enemy, monks like Lu Zili, who were experienced in fighting, were caught off guard and suffered a big loss.

"Not good!"

Seeing that Wu Ming dodged the dagger and killed one meter in front of him with the murder weapon in his hand, Lu Zili really felt that something was wrong, and at this time, he couldn't care about manipulating the dagger anymore, so he immediately and decisively collected the true qi attached to the dagger into his body, and divided a part of it to form a gang qi on the palm of his hand, wanting to block the stone blade that Wu Ming was about to stab.

Taoism has a trick of Gang Qi, which is attached to the surface of the skin and flesh with the true qi of the monk, and the hardness is comparable to that of stainless steel and black iron! Lu Zili was conceited as a middle-level Qi refining cultivator, and his true qi was strong enough to block an ordinary gravel in Wu Ming's hand.

It's a pity that what he didn't expect was that the hardness of the palm with Gang Qi was indeed comparable to that of Xuantie, but he also needed to be able to stop Wu Ming's stone blade. The next moment, Wu Ming turned around, his body tilted at a strange angle, and the stone blade in his hand bypassed his palm, which was full of qi, and stabbed directly into the soft and defenseless temple of his right brain!

Thorn three styles, the goose turns back!

Seeing that the stone blade in Wu Ming's hand was about to pierce into Lu Zili's temple, Lu Zili pinched his hand suddenly, as if a black shadow flew in front of him.

Behind Wu Ming, the dagger of the True Qi Imperial Envoy fell to the ground weakly.

Qiu Rong and the three of them held their breath and looked at this scene in a daze.

Quiet, the whole scene is quiet, this place is sparsely populated on a barren mountain, and the silence is terrible!

In the silent atmosphere, only Lu Zili's gasping sound could be heard, and his voice was rapid and heavy, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

In fact, he almost died just now.

Wu Ming looked at Kongkong's right hand with a little regret, and just saw that the stone blade was about to be inserted into Lu Zili's temple, and at the critical moment, a golden rune paper flew out of nowhere, blocking the tip of the stone blade, emitting a burst of golden light, and the stone blade was shattered on the spot, otherwise, Lu Zili would have died in his hands.

"It's a pity." Wu Ming sighed, just one step away, he was able to successfully kill the Qi Refining Cultivator on the other side.

If he knew that Lu Zili in front of him was not only a Qi Refining Cultivator, but also a mid-level Qi Refining Cultivator, he would probably regret it even more.

Compared with his regrets, Lu Zili's face was as pale as paper at this time, panting like a cow, his lips were trembling, and there was no longer a bit of arrogance and disdain from before, and the only thing left was fear - he finally realized how Qiu Rong felt when he was almost stabbed to death by Wu Ming.

The only thing he is glad about now is the habit he has been developing since he was a black maid: no matter how strong or weak his opponent is, he will spend a lot of energy and money in advance to prepare five life-saving talismans to carry with him. In order to save Qiu Rong and the three of them before, he used three talismans, and this fourth one really saved his life!

It's ridiculous that he despised Wu Ming at first, and he didn't plan to bring the talisman with him, if he hadn't habitually stuffed five talismans into his arms before leaving, this mission would really be his end.

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