"You've finally found it!"

A touch of loneliness and bitterness flashed on Luo Wuhua's handsome and peerless face, and with a slightly pale face and an uninhibited robe, it was even more outstanding.

"Brother Luo, do you know this person?"

A few people around were surprised.

"This is my business with him, and I ask you to leave for the time being!"

Luo Wuhua shook her head slightly, quite lonely.

"Brother Luo, doesn't he treat us as friends?"

"Although our friendship is short, but we are in love, quite fateful, how can we sit idly by and ignore this matter today?"

"Hehe, don't hide it from Brother Luo, I've just been drinking and having fun in the past few days, and I haven't competed in martial arts, so I've already had itchy hands!"

The three handsome men said a word, I said a word, there was no intention of leaving, but looked at Wu Ming provocatively, although the aura of a great master was not deliberately released, but the coercion that was invisibly driven made the lotus leaves of the lotus pond low, and the clouds and mist were surging and agitated.

"You ......"

Luo Wuhua was moved.

"A few sons are slow, this is my Baihualou, it's not a vulgar place to fight martial arts!"

Surrounded by several pretty maids, a stunning woman dressed in a pink skirt and gauze, with a graceful and light posture, and a pink jade lotus hairpin on her head, stepped forward a few steps forward and looked at Wu Mingdao with a smile, "The slave family doesn't know where the son comes from, but please leave quickly before the matter is too big, otherwise no matter who you are, Baihualou will not let you be humiliated!"

"Hehe, not bad, it's really a Qing man with both color and art, Baihualou is worthy of its name, even Chang'an Pingkangfang can't find a few!"

Wu Ming smiled, shook his head again, and said, "It's a pity, this time is different from the past, otherwise I wouldn't mind having a good time with Miss Yuhe." ”

"Phew, where did you come from, you don't know how thick the sky is, you dare to speak disrespectfully to my young lady, blind your dog's eyes, and don't look at what place this is?"

The pretty maid who opened the door before seemed to be shocked, pinched her waist and stomped her feet.

"Miss Pan'er doesn't have to be angry, just leave these people to me and send them away!"

One person said indifferently.

"Are you sure you want them to do it?"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"Hey, Brother An, Brother Lu, Brother Dian, you guys leave first, it's my business with him!"

Luo Wuhua sighed bitterly.

"Brother Luo, do you have anything to fear, looking at Wenzhou, are there any people like me who need to be jealous?"

One of them said angrily.

"Okay, if you don't want to die, get out of here, leave the surname!"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

"Look for death!"

One of them, a man with a slightly dark complexion, quite athletic, and starry eyes, was furious.

"Is it really necessary to get this far?"

Luo Wuhua said with a tight expression.

"Although the slave family doesn't know what grievances there are between the two, but the country has national laws, the family has family rules, and Baihualou can't be left to anyone's will, otherwise where can we welcome guests from all over the world in the future?"

The jade lotus powder face is evil, and the breath around the body moves slightly, and he is also a great master.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Ming smiled and leaned back, as if he had heard a big joke, "Luo Wuhua, listen, a kiln sister will say Qinglou so elegantly, tsk!"

"Bold!"

Before the words fell, one of them couldn't hold it back, and when the long figure flickered, a sharp sword roared, like a dragon, straight to the key points on Wu Ming's chest.

What is especially terrifying is that when the sword light flickered, it was as if there were countless emerald green vines dancing in the wind, blocking all directions, making people nowhere to dodge and unable to prevent it.

"Brother An's sword has reached the realm of integration, it is easy to come by, it is so wonderful, only half a step away from doing what you want, this person is ......"

One of them shook the folding fan slightly, but before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

"Brother An, be careful!"

Luo Wuhua's face changed sharply, and his body suddenly rushed into the field like lightning.

It's not fast, but it's even faster!

I saw Wu Ming facing the thousands of sword lights, his eyes didn't blink, and he pointed forward casually.

Airplanes!

In an instant, everywhere the sword light reached, a fierce and incomparable finger shadow appeared, and in the faint popping sound, almost all of them were annihilated at the same time.

"Humph!"

At the same time that man's face changed wildly, he was worthy of being a great grandmaster, and at the moment he sensed the danger, he suddenly changed his tactics and turned from attack to defense.

Although it was a little sluggish, it was completed in an instant, and it was obvious that its martial arts true intent had indeed reached the pinnacle of integration, and it was only a fraction of a millimeter away from breaking through as much as he wanted.

The difference is a thousand miles!

Not only did he underestimate the power contained in Wu Ming's sword fingers, but he also didn't expect that Wu Ming's martial arts true meaning was far above it, and each sword finger phantom not only contained extremely strong power, but also hit the weakest point of his sword shadow at the pinnacle of the best.

Boom!

The sound of thousands of sword lights collapsing merged into one, and in an instant, all the sword fingers and phantoms condensed into a wisp, pointing straight at his chest, only to hear a muffled sound, this person snorted and flew upside down, and a dazzling spark flashed on the sword, and it was actually out of his hand and flew away.

"Brother An is okay, right?"

Luo Wuhua came closer, his right hand shook, and the wide-sleeved robe swept into this person like a cloud, removing the terrifying power on his body.

"Boom!"

The man snorted, blood stains appeared on the corners of his mouth, and the look of horror flashed in his eyes, "How is it possible, his breath ...... Unexpectedly...... It's just a grandmaster!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the other two who had been slow down looked at Wu Ming in disbelief, the latter stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent as usual, as if he had wounded a great master of the Yin God of the First Realm, Tianjiao, which seemed to be an ordinary thing.

"Thousand Intercepted Sword Finger, are you a member of the Thousand Intercepted Sword Sect?"

One of the brocade-robed youths stared at Wu Mingdao.

"Brother Lu, you read that right?"

The tall, muscular black-faced young man lost his voice.

"That's right, although his sword fingers have changed more, but the aura will never be wrong, before my sword path was completed, I fought with the disciples of the Thousand Intercepts Sword Sect in the wilderness, and I will never forget it to this day!"

The young man surnamed Lu seemed to have palpitations.

"Heh, just the Great Grandmaster of the Yin God, you are not ashamed to talk about what kind of sword dao, Luo Wuhua, your taste has been reduced!"

Wu Ming sneered.

"He's not a disciple of the Thousand Interception Sword Sect!"

Luo Wuhua's face became a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Wu Ming, your and my affairs have nothing to do with others, let's make a decision today!"

"It was irrelevant, but now it's related, he has to die, he has to die, you ...... Damn it!"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, pointed at Lu and Dian indifferently and coldly, and finally landed on Luo Wuhua.

Only the young man surnamed An who made the shot was stunned, how could this domineering young man with amazing strength just leak himself?

"What did you say?"

"Don't think that you have won a trick by luck, just like this, there is no one in your eyes, today I will learn from your Excellency!"

As a great master, the two of them have their own arrogance in their hearts, where can they stand such a gas that is regarded as fish and meat, and the tall young man with the surname is even more furious, striding forward, his muscles and flesh are bulging, his arms are shaking, and there are two more iron halberds in his hands, which are full of Xuanyao patterns.

"Holy Armor!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and in the face of the cross-smashed, terrifying and powerful twin halberds, they did not retreat but advanced, leaving a series of afterimages like a swimming dragon, and the person also passed through the sharp blade qi and instantly arrived in front of the young man.

"Die!"

The anger in the young man's eyes surged, and the aura around him was even higher than the wave, like an invincible general who was in charge of a man, and between the two halberds, two huge mountains suddenly appeared in the air and fell.

"You're far worse than the pawn, kneel!"

Wu Ming smiled contemptuously, and pressed his right palm into the air.

Buzz!

The sky trembled, like the wind and clouds changing color, and the furious power of the canopy was like the sky falling, and it crashed into it, and the twin peaks turned into two halberds were actually collapsed at the touch of a button, and they couldn't resist it at all.

"Be careful!"

Seeing that the young man was about to be suppressed by Wu Ming's palm, Luo Wuhua's body flashed and he shot again.

Call!

It's a pity that before he got close, a whip-like vine flashed out from Wu Ming's left wrist, instantly turning into the thickness of a bowl, like a poisonous snake winding around Luo Wuhua.

"Humph!"

Luo Wuhua's complexion changed slightly, and there was a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and the lightning sword light slashed, but with a dull sound, there were only three inch sword marks on the vine, which made his eyes condense.

"Brother Luo, be careful, I'm here to help you!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the young man surnamed Lu also brandished a silver frost-colored sword to kill, but the vines flashed like dragons, and they appeared dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye, confining the two of them and not being able to get out for a while.

"Wow, if you want to kneel, you go to die!"

The young man with the surname was stunned, and the aura around his body surged again, and the power of qi and blood like an iron gate surged out, protecting his whole body, and the tendons on his arms swam like snakes, and there were rune-like lines.

But in his eyes, a bear-like phantom appeared behind Wu Ming, and when he held high the crown of the mountain and pressed it down, Rao was the Yin God that he had been tempered for thousands of years, and he couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of his heart.

"Get on your knees!"

Wu Ming's right palm was pressed down in the air, indifferent and cold, the young man with the surname was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his whole body made an overwhelming clicking sound, especially for his own hard support.

"Fanatics look at the sword!"

At the last moment, the graceful shadow rose with the pink sword shadow in the sky, like a pink lotus flower that suddenly bloomed, stabbing at Wu Ming's ribs at an extremely strange angle.

Roar!

But before he could get there, he was blocked by a colorful gray light, and the jade lotus withdrew her sword to protect herself.

Boom!

The young man finally couldn't support it, and fell to the ground with his knees broken, his rugged face was full of despair, and he stared at Wu Ming with resentment: "You are so poisonous, you actually shattered the meridians of my body, you ......"

"Tell the evil to come, it's just interest!"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

At the same time, the ink and gray shadows flickered, returning to Wu Ming's left and right wrists.

"The clan will not let ...... go"

The young man fainted and died.

"He has no grievances with you, why bother to do this?"

Luo Wuhua said with a gloomy face.

Lu, An and Yuhe were shocked one by one, and finally knew what Wu Ming meant when he said 'he has to die'.

For a warrior, cultivation is a hundred times worse than death!

"Don't act anymore, with your strength, you have enough time to save him!"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, and said mockingly, "Taishang is forgetful, I really want to see how far you have cultivated this supreme true scripture!"

"You...... How do you know?"

Luo Wuhua's pupils shrank, and his breath suddenly became nothing, standing there like an ordinary person, but everyone retreated unconsciously.