"You say, if you gouge out your eyes, Fengxiao Sect is reluctant to give up treasures such as birth fruits to help you recover?"

Wu Ming grabbed Zhu Mingcheng in front of him, bent his fingers like a hook, and wanted to pick at him.

"I ......"

Zhu Mingcheng's eyes were frightened, dignified son, when did he receive such a threat, but when his fingertips were about to touch his eyelashes, he instantly turned hideous and cold, "Do you really think you have won?"

Whew!

The piercing sound of cracking silk sounded, Wu Ming secretly screamed that it was not good, and before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and the person also flew up.

Rumble!

Only then did the violent roar spread, and I saw that Zhu Mingcheng had two more arms under his ribs, his palms were covered with green light and shadow, and his four arms waved together like thousands of palm shadows covering the heavens and the earth, surging towards Wu Ming like a stormy wave.

"Hahaha, what Tianjiao, under my martial bones, they are all ants!"

Zhu Mingcheng laughed wildly, looking at Wu Ming, who was like a flat boat rising and falling in the waves, his eyes were full of happiness.

As a sect son, he has long been fed up with the sect's dogma, this is not allowed, that is not allowed, and he is not even allowed to show his full strength when he goes down the mountain to practice, which is called protection.

But he is a young man, he wants to be famous, he wants countless people to worship, he wants everyone to kneel at his feet and bow down!

There's nothing more powerful than defeating a well-known Tianjiao warrior as a stepping stone!

"Boom!"

Wu Ming's face turned blue for a while, it was caused by the invasion of foreign true qi after the rebellion of qi and blood, although he was attacked by sneak attack, he was not shocked, he forced down the internal injuries, and wandered in the stormy palm shadow with the dragon step.

I have to say that Zhu Mingcheng is very deeply hidden, and the timing of his attack is just right, if it weren't for his cultivation to stabilize in the Three Realms, and refining the Purple Yang Blood Bodhi, this palm has to be displaced, and it will be hit hard, and it may even leave hidden dangers.

"Aren't you crazy? Didn't you say that Ben Shao was a frog at the bottom of the well? Didn't you say you were going to gouge out my eyes?

Zhu Mingcheng waved his four arms together, and his power was twice as strong as before, not only faster, but even more fierce, and the strong wind that rose up between the waves was roaring like a wave, which was terrifying.

Ordinary congenital enemies, this momentum alone is enough to overwhelm it!

"Humph!"

When Wu Ming forcibly suppressed the surging qi and blood, he suddenly fell to the ground and hung upside down in the air.

"Did you run away? In front of the innate martial artist, you have no chance to escape at all!"

Zhu Mingcheng smiled fiercely, and when he didn't see how to move, his figure rose to the sky, shooting countless cyan palm shadows from top to bottom, covering Wu Ming's figure in an instant.

Phew!

At this moment, a crisp and tactful cry passed through the cyan palm shadow, spreading all over the mountains and fields, one moment it seemed that there were thousands of birds contending, and the next moment it was silent.

I saw a figure like a flying bird, breaking through the layers of palm shadows, clashes, and crossed Zhu Mingcheng's height in an instant.

"How is that possible?"

Zhu Mingcheng's eyes were round, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that a martial artist could jump so high.

The most terrifying thing is that he still uses his strength in the air to turn around like a circle, as if he can really fly, and fight back against himself.

"No matter what secret technique you use, if you use a mere martial arts cultivation to fight with an innate martial artist in the air, you are killing yourself!"

Zhu Mingcheng immediately regained his composure, and his four arms moved in unison again.

Whew!

But what made his heart palpitate was that when Wu Ming stretched out his arms, there was a phantom shadow of a thousand feet of flying birds behind him, revealing majesty and agility, noble and extraordinary, like the king of a hundred birds and the king of the sky.

With a flick of his palms, the wind and clouds changed, and it seemed that all the aura of heaven and earth was emptied, turning into two wing-like wind shadows, roaring down from the sky!

"No!"

Zhu Mingcheng only felt that his soul was swaying, under this wind shadow, like the autumn wind and falling leaves, it would be torn apart at any time, and when his liver and gallbladder were broken, he only had time to fold his arms in front of his chest, and he was swallowed up by the roaring wind shadow.

Bang!

Looking at it from afar, Zhu Mingcheng was like an ant, engulfed by a cloud of light and shadow shaped like a bird, setting off monstrous smoke and dust, and Wu Ming, who was in mid-air, staggered and fell to the ground quickly.

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming's face turned pale for a while, and his eyes condensed as he looked at the smoke and dust that gradually dispersed, and there was no regret in his heart, "I can use the Qinglong Probe Claw because my physique is strong enough, and the unicorn stepping on the ground is because of my general trend, although this phoenix spreading its wings is a flying skill, but my comprehension of this Dao is still not deep enough, if it weren't for the Dragon Wandering Step and the Nine Palace Step have been cultivated to the peak, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it at all." ”

It turned out that the move just now was the phoenix in the bagua palm spreading its wings, one sip, two up, three wings, even if it was only a preliminary mastery, the power was also strong and terrifying.

It's not that the Qinglong probe claw and the unicorn stepping on the ground are not as good as this move, but the latter has great restraint on Zhu Mingcheng's martial arts, and almost instantly emptied the wind between heaven and earth, how can he be undefeated?

"Be more careful in the future, maybe someone will master secret techniques or martial bones or companion demon spirits!"

Wu Ming took a deep breath, swallowed a pill, recovered his true qi and injuries, and judged Zhu Mingcheng's strength in his heart, and came to the conclusion that he was more than one step stronger than Zhou Yong, but much worse than Chu Huaiyu's level of Heavenly Pride.

is not only a gap in cultivation, but also because the martial bones and the associated demon spirits are not at the same level, the latter can also be regarded as a mutation of the martial bones, but it has its own activity, and the plasticity is more comprehensive, of course, there are pros and cons.

Like Chu Huaiyu, he not only enjoyed the powerful increase in strength brought by the companion demon spirit, but also had to be vigilant at all times, and was taken advantage of by the demon spirit to replace the dominant position.

If this happens, it is not much better to be anti-customer-oriented than to give up!

While thinking, Wu Ming walked towards Zhu Mingcheng, who was holding his arms and humming miserably, looking at the embarrassment of the bloody clothes, the arms under his ribs also disappeared, and the blood stains under his body were overflowing when he moved, and he was obviously not lightly injured.

"The prince has mercy!"

At this moment, a graceful figure appeared between the two, but it was a plump and beautiful woman, although the beautiful goose egg face was full of smiles, but it was a little embarrassing no matter how you looked at it.

"I've seen Mrs. Ni!"

Wu Ming bowed.

"The prince knows the concubine?"

Ni Suzhen was slightly surprised, and the sparkling beautiful eyes flashed slightly, which was very much used by Wu Ming's name for herself.

"I still have an understanding of the elders of your sect!"

Wu Ming is not salty or indifferent.

The smile on Ni Suzhen's face froze, she was very thoughtful, how could she not hear the wit in these words?

Seriously speaking, there are only four juniors under the royal palace who are learning art in Fengxiao Gate, and they are only outer disciples, where are they qualified to know the information of the sect master elders?

Obviously, I deliberately inquired, and with this person's style of acting, what he wants to do is self-evident.

"The ...... of the Door"

Ni Suzhen sneered.

"Mrs. Ni misunderstood, this king has always admired Fengxiaomen, so he sent the children of the house to learn art, but unfortunately these bastard boys, who don't learn and have no skills, end up now, and this king has nothing to say, so I will take them back to be disciplined.

I hope that your family will remove them from their lists, sweep them out, and I will lead people back. ”

Wu Ming had lost his patience, was too lazy to be vain, and said bluntly.

"The prince laughed, the children of your mansion are learning art in the door and have not violated the door rules, how can you say that the name will be removed? If so, where are the door rules?"

The clay figures have three points of sparks, not to mention that Ni Suzhen is also a dignified grandmaster, seeing that Wu Ming is not polite, she also put on a smile, at least she can't fall into the majesty of the sect.

Otherwise, if the rumor will go out, wouldn't it mean that just one artistic conception martial artist will subdue the dignified sect?

"Oh, so those boys in my house are still keeping their duty?"

Wu Ming pretended to be surprised, and changed his words, "How did I hear that they died and were injured, and now they are miserable?"

"Ahem!"

Ni Suzhen was so hung that she was choked to death, and secretly said that this kid was so powerful, and said with a smile on her face, "Hearsay can't be true, the prince is also a smart person, how can he be misled by rumors and deceived and used by villains?"

"Then can you guarantee that they are not unjustly treated among your family?"

Wu Ming nodded noncommittally.

"This ......"

"That's it, I'm here, I'm tired of Mrs. Ni to send them here, I'll take a look, how they are doing now, if it's okay if it's right, but if there is a little bit of violation of your rules, this king will never spare it!"

Wu Ming said directly.

Ni Suzhen's expression was grim, but she couldn't help but call someone to come, because Wu Ming would not give up when he hit the mountain gate.

As for the remaining sects, even if someone can defeat Wu Ming, it will be a victory, after all, the gap in cultivation is huge.

After weighing left and right, Ni Suzhen warmly asked Wu Ming to go to the place where the guests were entertained for a while, and he accompanied him throughout the whole process, and secretly transmitted the voice, asking the other two elders to bring people quickly.

The two of them were chatting in the side hall, and after a full hour, they saw the two elders bring two young men to arrive.

"Yu Dajiang and Liang Sichao have seen the prince!"

When the two teenagers saw Wu Ming, their eyes were round, they thought they were being tricked, and they were a little apprehensive, but now all kinds of sadness came to their hearts, their eyes instantly turned red, and they half-knelt on the ground.

"Look at your virtue, people who don't know, do you think that Fengxiaomen treats you harshly?"

Wu Ming's indifferent voice was emotionless, but the three elders saw it clearly, the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, obviously trying his best to restrain himself, otherwise with his cultivation, he would have already become a scum.

"Lord Mingjian, I have not been treated harshly in the door!"

The two glanced at each other, and Yu Dajiang looked quite steady and said respectfully.

The three elders breathed a sigh of relief, with their understanding, how could they not know about the dirty things that happened in the door, but they just dug their hearts and lungs when they came, and knew the stakes, so they had this conversation, otherwise where would it take an hour to pick up someone?

"Oh!"

Wu Ming's heart was like a mirror, he knew these doorways, nodded expressionlessly, and carefully looked at Liang Sichao, who was scorched, "Cultivation is gone?"

With his eyesight, how could he not see that Liang Sichao's meridians were atrophiing, and the dantian was like a leaky skin, empty.

Even Yu Dajiang, although he covered it well, his eyes looked tired.