The deaf-mute boy carried a lantern to light the way for everyone, Lu Ming walked in front with Jiang Zikun on his back, Wang Zhiyi's two apprentices followed closely behind, and Chen Yichen walked in the back.

When he was only a few steps away from the entrance of the cave, a black shadow suddenly burst out, as fast as a wind and as fast as lightning.

No one could have imagined this scene, the speed was so fast that it didn't give everyone a chance to react, and everyone didn't have time to react, and even Chen Yichen, who was walking at the back, didn't notice it at all.

The black shadow came straight towards Lu Ming, and within a few moments, a strong wind came towards him. Lu Ming was shocked, his pupils contracted for a while, and it was too late to dodge.

In a hurry, the tip of Lu Ming's tongue pressed against the upper tooth hall, and the true qi in his body suddenly condensed in his chest. Hearing only the sound of "bang", the person who came slapped his palms on Lu Ming's chest.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and sprinkled in an arc in the air. The incident happened in a hurry, Lu Ming obviously couldn't deal with it, and together with Jiang Zikun on his back, the two of them flew back in the air.

Everything happened in the snap of his fingers, Chen Yichen's eyes only felt that an unknown object had entered his line of sight, and before he could see what it was, he felt that a huge thrust made his body lose its balance.

"Bang"

"Oops. ”

The sound of the bang was the sound made by Lu Ming and Jiang Zikun when they collided with Chen Yichen at the same time. The sound of oops was the cry that came out of Chen Yichen's mouth when he was hit by the two.

Chen Yichen fell to the ground hard after being hit, and his eyes went straight to Venus. Looking at the two of them again, the fall was not light, and Lu Ming vomited blood. The sudden change made Chen Yichen's mind go blank.

The sneak attack of outsiders caught several people off guard, and a second attack was launched immediately after the first blow. Wang Zhiyi's two apprentices' reactions were quite astute, and when they saw the other party's second attack, they quickly counterattacked, and the three of them fought together.

"How are you guys?" Chen Yichen endured the severe pain and got up from the ground. After checking Jiang Zikun, it was no big deal, but it was Lu Ming, his face was pale, and blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth.

"Senior brother, how are you?" Jiang Zikun moved in front of Lu Ming with difficulty, holding his back with one hand, and continuously injecting true qi into Lu Ming's body.

Lu Ming didn't speak, and after feeling Jiang Zikun's true qi, he retracted his legs and sat cross-legged. The arms rotated in a semicircle in front of him, stopping at his chest, and the palms of his hands were suspended opposite each other, and a stream of air appeared in the middle of the circle and spun into a small round ball.

Chen Yichen looked at the scene in front of him, he was simply stunned, staring at the mysterious air flow in Lu Ming's palm with wide eyes, and a word suddenly poured out of his head: true qi.

The distance between Lu Ming's hands became smaller and smaller, the rotation speed of the air flow became faster and faster, and his hands began to tremble. The sweat of the head crackled down his cheeks, and it seemed to concentrate all the strength of his body into the palm of his hand. I saw him grit his teeth, his hands quickly rotated a few times in front of his chest, and with a snap, his palms merged, and the airflow disappeared.

"Poof"

A large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, with black clots on closer inspection.

While Lu Ming opened his eyes with a bitter face, Jiang Zikun also slowly withdrew his hand. I only heard Lu Ming gasping in his mouth and said, "Such a powerful internal force almost shattered my heart." ”

Chen Yi and Chen followed the sound and looked at the three people who were fighting. The person who came was covered with a face scarf on his face, and his skills were extremely vigorous, and he was not inferior to one enemy and two enemies, but Wang Zhiyi's two apprentices were extremely difficult to parry.

"Who is this person? Lu Ming frowned, his eyes were fixed on him, the kung fu in his hands was perfect, and he wanted to kill people.

Jiang Zikun's eyes glared, and he spit out three words word by word in his mouth, "Shang Mingzhi." ”

"What?" Lu Ming wanted to stand up, but he stumbled under his feet but fell to the ground again. The chapter he just received had already seriously injured him, and it was delusional to condense his internal forces.

Seeing that the two of them were losing and retreating, Lu Ming knew that they were far from being opponents, and if they delayed, the two of them would be defeated, and I was afraid that several people would die at that time. If you have the heart to go to support, it's hard to stand up. Without the support of internal force, the moves are just fists and embroidered legs.

Today's martial arts divide cultivation into three levels: the first level, which is divided into nine levels, and the tenth level is a product. The product is two, divided into nine products, and ten products are the transformation environment. The transformation of the realm is the end, and it is divided into the earth realm and the heavenly realm.

For hundreds of years, cultivation has been rare to reach the realm of transformation. It is a miracle that ordinary people can reach the nine grades in cultivation, and the promotion of products to the realm requires not only strong cultivation, but more importantly, luck.

There is a lot of risk involved in this process. If he breaks through, then Bi will become a top master who shocks the entire martial arts. But because of the extremely high danger, many masters are reluctant to try and lack the courage to try. Many risky attempts also went wrong in the process, which led to the final failure and death on the spot.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, there are only dozens of people who can reach the eighth grade of cultivation.

The Saint Venerable and Demon Venerable of the Holy Demon Domain can only barely be regarded as the eighth rank in cultivation. Jiang Zikun was imprisoned in the secret room for many years, and due to many factors, his cultivation only stayed in the seventh grade. Lu Ming is obsessed with martial arts, and his cultivation is much higher than Jiang Zikun's, and he has reached the eighth grade.

The cultivation of the two juniors is also on the third grade, but Shang Mingzhi is a fifth-grade master. There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and it is naturally easy to deal with the two of them. After just a few photos, I saw Shang Mingzhi wave his palms and slap them on the chests of the two at the same time.

The two figures retreated one after another, slammed into the stone wall and bounced back, falling to the ground. His face was pale, a blood mark oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he gritted his teeth and endured severe pain.

"Since you've come here, why don't you make it clear. "How could Jiang Zikun not know the current situation, the two apprentices are already at the end of their crossbows, and they are afraid that they may die at any time.

Hearing Jiang Zikun's words, the visitor snorted coldly, "I didn't expect your cultivation to have improved a lot." Jiang Zikun stared at him coldly, and said slowly: "But you are still as timid as a mouse, are you afraid that we will see your true face." ”

The other party did not answer, and the raised hand slowly pulled down the face towel on his face, with a sneer on his face.

"Shang Mingzhi. Evil animal, is it really you?" Lu Ming's face was incredulous, until he saw the face behind the face towel, and was finally defeated by reality.

"Are you Shang Mingzhi?" Chen Yichen opened his eyes wide, carefully looking at the person in front of him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and the beard on his chin naturally drooping.

Chen Yichen wasn't sure if the person in front of him was the person in the inn that day. Now whenever you see someone with a beard, you feel suspicious.

"You are really fateful to be able to come up from the back cliff, and you even met the head of this faction. Shang Mingzhi sneered and continued: "That's fine, you can walk together on Huangquan Road." ”

"It's you. It's really you. Chen Yichen's eyes widened, the blue tendons in his head were exposed, and his fists were clenched, eager to tear him apart in an instant. Gritted his teeth and said: "At the Mocheng Inn that day, who was the person who pretended to be Wang Zhiyi and emerged as the third prince Xiao Mingxu?"

"Hahaha. I thought it was just a passing boy, but I didn't expect that there would be some origins, and I could find the Iron Gate. Shang Mingzhi stroked his beard, with a look of contempt, and said, "I really should have gotten rid of you when you entered the back mountain, and there would be no trouble now." But it doesn't matter, with you, a few of them can die justifiably. ”

"I'm asking you, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Chen Yichen glared at Shang Mingzhi angrily, and he didn't know when he had an extra short sword in his hand.

"Do you want to know? It's up to you. Shang Mingzhi didn't take Chen Yichen in his eyes at all, in his opinion, this milky young man was not enough to pose any threat to himself.

Chen Yichen knew that he wouldn't tell himself so easily. The hand holding the Phantom Scale Sword subconsciously tightened, slowly raised his arm, and the true qi in his body condensed in his hands, but he unexpectedly found that the true qi was pouring into the Phantom Scale Sword.

Without allowing much thought, he took a big step under his feet and rushed towards Shang Mingzhi.