A knife breaks through the clouds and fog, and the sky is clear!

"What's this trick called?"

Qi Luan covered the scars on his chest and said astringently.

Not only him, but also Chen Ning and You Yunzi, it was also difficult to hide their shock, as far as they knew, Wu Ming's martial arts were fierce and fierce, and he was good at defeating the strong with the weak, but what he was best at was an unknown mysterious palm technique, when did he have such an amazing sharp sword move?

"No name yet!"

Wu Ming glanced at his right hand, which was dripping blood, and there was regret in his eyes.

"What?"

The three major sects, their eyes widened, and they instantly thought of a possibility.

"Create your own knife move?"

"Blend in!"

"Martial Dao True Intent, Sixth Layer!"

This is the only way to reasonably explain why the sword move just now has such amazing power!

Although Wu Ming's physique is strong, if it is said that he uses the palm of his flesh to cut off the Xuan soldiers, don't say that he is only artistic conception cultivation, even if he is innate, it is difficult to do it.

Thinking of his previous supernatural state, it is very likely that under the pressure of the three major sects, he created a sword technique by himself.

And this sword, because it has just broken through the realm and fits the true meaning of the martial arts, has burst out with such amazing power!

Thinking of the difficulty of creating their own martial arts, the three major sects who have also cultivated a peerless discipline to the peak are extremely complex in their hearts, even if the true meaning of martial arts is only one layer away, it is a world of difference.

Even with their talents, they don't know what year or month they will be able to break through the realm.

It is not difficult to imagine that as Wu Ming stabilizes the realm and gradually perfects this move, there will inevitably be a day when he will truly do it and cut off the divine soldier.

Shout!

At this moment, a streamer fell, and it was a paper crane.

"The master has an order, please invite His Royal Highness King Wu to the main hall for a meeting!"

You Yunzi took the paper crane and looked at it, and bowed.

"I'm tired, please!"

Wu Mingyun shook his clothes, all the sweat dissipated, changed into a spare brocade clothes, and walked up the stairs lightly.

The three of them glanced at each other, stubbornly followed, they were all arrogant people, and they were defeated by Wu Ming today, although it was the right time, they were also convinced, after all, they were defeated together.

But they also wanted to see what it was like for an outstanding person with such talents to face the existence of a grandmaster.

......

Heroes out of teenagers!

When they came to the main hall, listening to their own teacher, they barely squeezed out a smile, kept saying praise, and finally summed it up in this sentence, the three of them regretted it a little!

Compared with Wu Ming, who has been smiling, calm, and courteous, he feels a little unreal.

They are not bad, when they see their own teacher, in addition to being restrained, there is also a trace of fear, one is strict, habitual, and the other is facing the grandmaster, which is natural nature!

But Wu Ming is just a cultivator, and he is not afraid of the coercion of the innate life level, but in the face of a strong grandmaster, and there are so many grandmasters, how can he remain calm?

"Senior Brother Wu, you are from Yingdu City, is Senior Sister Xu okay?"

After chatting a few words, the elders were worried about the topic, and Miao Zhen said suddenly.

"When this king is leaving, the fairy girl has already retreated!"

How could Wu Ming not know the true meaning of Miaozhen, so his words were alienated.

Miao Zhen suddenly felt a headache, but she had already promised to help the three sects say something, but at this time she had to be speechless, "Senior Sister Xu and I are like sisters, I heard that you helped her find her inheritance, and I owe you a favor for this matter." ”

The eyes of the elders lit up, this was a tact, if Wu Ming responded, this matter would be done!

This is a dignified sect, the true disciple's favor, who doesn't want it all over the world?

"Huh!"

Wu Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth and politely refused, "Thank you for the fairy's kindness, I have received it in my heart, if I agree, Xu Xiangu may not be able to spare me!"

Miao Zhenjian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he immediately stretched out, although Wu Ming refused, but his tone softened, it was a good thing.

"This king is here to pick up those unsuccessful children in the house, and I also ask Biyunguan seniors to raise their noble hands and release them!"

Wu Ming's humble words made the hearts of the elders tighten, and the atmosphere instantly became a little dull.

What should come will come after all, no one can change it, and it is impossible for Wu Ming to change his mind, otherwise he would not risk offending the three major sects and challenge it by knocking on the bell!

And after watching Wu Ming single-handedly take on the three major sects, win the battle, and use a self-created wonderful sword technique, he was even more desperate for this thought.

With such a person whose heart is as strong as iron, playing with his heart is purely uncomfortable.

"The prince has taken a break, Poor Dao has already sent someone to pick them up!"

The Great Elder of Biyunguan Hanshan Daoist lowered his posture at this time, and said with regret, "It's me who is Biyunguan Fubo, and I can't keep the talents of your mansion!"

The elders couldn't help but roll their eyes, saying this, wouldn't they have pulled Fengxiao Gate and the Iron Tablet Pavilion in?

But at this juncture, not only can he not refute, but he also has to nod his head in agreement, and in front of his disciples, his majestic old faces are extremely majestic, and at this time, each squeezed out a smile that is more ugly than crying.

"Thank you seniors for your generosity!"

Wu Ming stabbed without being soft or hard.

If it weren't for these old things, who wanted to be left and right and ignored this matter, how could the little ones suffer from this misfortune?

From the perspective of the sect, it is indeed true, but if you want to stop there, it is called a fantasy.

Hanshan Daoren's smile froze, he almost broke his beard, nodded reluctantly, and didn't want to speak anymore.

The existence of the dignified Great Elder of Biyunguan and the half-step Great Grandmaster, who was so undisguised and did not attack on the spot, has already shown that the cultivation is extraordinary.

But is that really the case?

"Meet the prince!"

After a while, the four teenagers came to the main hall with each other's arms, unyielding in their apprehensions, and when they saw Wu Ming, all kinds of grievances came to their hearts, and their eyes suddenly turned red.

"Something that doesn't make a living!"

Wu Ming angrily reprimanded, the terrifying cold light in his eyes flashed away, and then he bowed to the cold mountain Taoist lightly, "Let you see and laugh!"

"Don't blame the prince, Lao Dao has already ordered him to go down and prepare a healing pill for them, but it's just ......"

How could the old Dao of Hanshan not be able to see who Wu Ming's anger was directed at, but looking at those two disciples whose breath was withering, they were obviously wasted, what else could they say?

A good young man was sent to learn art, and he became a waste in less than half a year, and he didn't have a seizure on the spot, which already shows that Wu Ming can bear it!

But the more Wu Ming can endure it, the more uneasy it is in people's hearts, especially the cold sword-like gaze just now, which really makes people's hearts palpitate!

"Hehe, this is not for you to bother, although my Wu Wangfu is in the middle of the road, I still have some resources, give them to recuperate!

This king is not feeling well, so he will take his leave!"

Wu Ming was afraid that he couldn't help it, so he didn't want to stay longer for a moment, so he bowed his hand hard, and didn't wait for an answer, turned around and left.

The elders looked at each other, although they were angry, they also knew that they couldn't complain about Wu Ming, after all, the three sects were at fault first.

"Seniors, stay and wait for me to send off King Wu!"

To their relief, Miao Zhen stepped forward.

......

"Today, I saw Senior Brother Wu fighting, it was a rare talent in the Great Song Dynasty, although the three major sects were biased, please think twice before acting. ”

Approaching the foot of the mountain, Miao Zhen said earnestly.

"The sect is powerful, my Wu Wangfu is in turmoil, even if Senior Sister Miaozhen doesn't say it, I will think twice!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"That's fine, I don't know how Senior Brother Wu plans to solve this matter?"

Miao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, felt that something was wrong, and asked seriously.

"There is a wrong, and there is a debtor!"

Wu Ming cut the railway.

Miao Zhen's head froze, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and Wu Ming said, "Do you know that the sect is in the same spirit, and this time it is too much to target you, but if you really annoy them, there may not be no way to deal with you!"

"So, Senior Sister Miaozhen thinks I should swallow my anger and let others bully?"

Wu Ming said mockingly.

"If you are so reckless, you will definitely suffer in the future!"

"I've suffered a big loss now!"

"How on earth are you going to stop?"

"Severely punish those behind the scenes!"

"If you mean those who make a move, this is simple, but if you get to the bottom of it, the three major sects will not damage their branches and leaves!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about!"

"You...... It's self-contained!"

Miao Zhen touched his nose and walked away.

"I can take a step back!"

Suddenly, Wu Ming said quietly.

"There is something to discuss, as long as Senior Brother Wu doesn't mess around, whether it is treasures or exercises, the three major sects will not refuse!"

Miao Zhen's beautiful eyes lit up, and she smiled.

"I want three grandmasters to worship for a period of five years!"

"It can't be!"

"Then there's really nothing to talk about!"

Wu Ming spread his hands.

"Hey!"

Miao Zhen felt a headache, but she was powerless, after all, human life was involved, so she had to go with regret.

"Heh, things have come to this point, and you still want to keep face, really do I want to bully?"

Staring at the misty Biyun Mountain, Wu Ming's eyes gradually became cold, and he was not disappointed, as if he was expecting.

It is also said that the two conditions he put forward seem to be reasonable, but in fact, they are impossible to accept for the three major sects.

First, the mastermind behind the scenes must be the high-level of the sect, at least a grandmaster-level figure, this kind of existence is the mainstay of the human-level sect, and it is impossible to give up easily.

Second, serving as the palace worshipper, to put it bluntly, is Wu Ming's guard, the grandmaster has the pride of the grandmaster, which is far more humiliating than being defeated by Wu Ming alone.

Mo said that Wu Ming was just caught in the battle of the Holy Dao, even if he was a descendant of that person, the strong grandmaster would weigh the pros and cons, unless it was the young master of the Holy Land or the heir of the Holy Saint or something, he had this honor.

Otherwise, in the cultivation world of the sects, just saliva can drown the three major sects, and the disciples will no longer have the face to walk the rivers and lakes.

The reason why Wu Ming brought it up was just to see the bottom line of the attitude of the three sects towards this matter, and it was proved that any forbearance would make the enemy go further.

How can the lives of the soldiers of the royal palace be measured by treasures and goods?

"Lord, we ......"

A soldier of the royal palace wanted to speak and stopped.

"Okay, I have my own measure in this matter, you can recuperate with peace of mind, come with me!"

Wu Ming Wenyan waved his hand, took the four of them to the post station, and after the ship arrived, he left the Biyunguan realm.

What made him feel a big headache was that the small matters in the palace had not been resolved, and there were two uneasy little guys who ran away to a very far place.

The most important thing is that Yin Wanqing's ghost is entangled indispersably, and the purpose is self-evident!