Rise!

The dragon roared in the mountains and forests, and when he looked at it from afar, a golden dragon shadow swung its tail, and the violent and fierce energy swept out, and the prescription was as if it had been ploughed again, and the grass and trees were broken, and the sand and stones were flying.

"Boom!"

A figure snorted, and as the ghostly light and shadow in the sky dissipated, it burst out, but it was Tu Liang's old face that was blue, blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he stared at Wu Ming like a ghost in embarrassment, "What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Whew!"

On the other side, Wu Ming was panting like a cow, his face was red, his waist was hunched like a boiled shrimp, and his right leg was even more swollen like an old tree root, which was returning to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were streams of steam like a fire wave emitting from it.

And above his arms, his clothes were in tatters, and his bulging muscles were also recovering, but the tendons were twisted and twisted, like an intricately intertwined rope.

But looking at its twisted facial features, you can see how much pain it endured!

As Tu Liang said, with such a profound martial arts, when the true qi runs and circulates the meridians, it must pass through at an extremely fast speed, but Wu Ming used it without interruption, completely breaking the conventional cognition.

It was precisely because of this that this Second Realm Grandmaster was caught off guard and was injured by Wu Ming, but it was only an injury, far from fatal.

"I underestimate you, even if you don't say it, this seat has the means to make you speak!"

Tu Liang forcibly suppressed the blood rebellion, and slashed the rampant star who wanted to help Wu Ming with a sword in his hand, and slapped Wu Ming with a sly smile and a volley in the air.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Wu Ming at this time had no power to fight back at all, and for him, he was just a prey that could be captured.

Boom!

Sure enough, the cold palm wind whistled out, and Wu Ming was slapped into the ground and smashed out a large area of sand and gravel.

"Little bastard who doesn't know whether you live or die, obediently tell me where you came from, hand over the methods and martial arts that control your subordinates, and this seat may be merciful and spare your life!"

Tu Liang swept across the battlefield with cold eyes, and he didn't care about his subordinates being completely inferior and constantly suffering casualties, a pair of black and gray eyes, staring at Wu Ming coldly.

"You are also worthy?"

Wu Ming said with a sneer.

Laugh at!

The sword flashed slightly, Wu Ming's shoulder was bleeding, and his cheeks twitched, but he gritted his teeth and held on, but he didn't say a word, and Tu Liang didn't care, a sword pierced his limbs.

"I like hard bones, don't worry, I'll make you well!"

Tu Liang's expression was gloomy.

"Stop hurting my lord!"

The three of them forced the opponent back for the Tianxing Dao people and flew to kill Tu Liang.

"Ants who don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

Tu Liang was cold, he didn't take the three of them in his eyes at all, his body was fluttering, and he used a stunt in the Yin Wind Ghost Sword to hit the three of them hard.

Not everyone can have such a perverted strength as Wu Ming, and seriously speaking, there is also the reason why Tu Liang underestimated the enemy.

But just when the three of them vomited blood and retreated, there was another iron-masked person holding a sword in the oblique stab, which seemed to be an ordinary sword, and there was nothing outstanding.

"And those who are not afraid of death?"

Tu Liang swung out a sword casually, but found that it was empty, his pupils suddenly shrank, and when he wanted to return to the sword to fortify, it was too late.

Moreover, it was so ridiculous to find out that the speed that he was so proud of.

If you look from above, you will find that the seven figures form a Big Dipper, and Tu Liang is in the middle of the spoon handle.

What is especially terrifying is that a strange locking force, like a dragon entangled, suppressed Tu Liang on the spot, unable to move at all, and could only fight hard.

Laugh at!

There was no fancy sword, as if the seven people were real, Tu Liang was unavoidable, with a sharp blade into the flesh, blood burst out, and his right arm actually flew in response.

"What ...... are you?"

Tu Liang was shocked, and before his words fell, he felt a cold sharp edge swept over, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously looked back, but saw Wu Ming holding the knife in his left hand at some point, sinking his waist immediately, and rising up violently against the spiral, as fast as lightning to get closer.

Poof!

The cold blade flashed, Tu Liang stared at his eyes full of shock, his head soared high with blood stains, and the corpse shook a few times, poofing down, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"You're too big!"

The man in the iron mask stood with his sword in his hand, and his eyes swept over Wu Ming without wavering.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth, swallowed a healing elixir, and pointed behind him nonchalantly.

Sou!

The man in the iron mask didn't say a word, and his body flashed towards Tu Liang's men.

"The big boss is dead, run away!"

I don't know who shouted, and the bandits who couldn't hold it for a long time dispersed in a hurry.

It's a pity that they are already at a disadvantage, how can the soldiers and the people of the Heavenly Dao Dao let them go?

Coupled with the Iron Mask Man, the kendo master, there was an instant one-sided slaughter in the field, and the mountains were full of wails and begging for mercy, but they couldn't get any mercy at all.

Only half an hour later, within dozens of miles, only sporadic screams came from the mountains and forests, and soon there was no sound, and the rich bloody air whistled with the mountain wind, but there was no discomfort.

Decades of licking blood from the knife edge have made them accustomed to blood, but it is just commonplace.

"Lord Wang, the torture is over!"

After a while, Xu Tuo sent a confession.

Wu Ming browsed casually, pinched his hands, and turned it into ashes.

Similar to what he thought, Tu Liang's subordinates inadvertently noticed the movement of everyone, Tu Liang was greedy, and after determining that Wu Ming and his party did not have a strong grandmaster, he led his elite and poured out of the nest, and all of them were buried here.

As for the matter of the hero's post, Tu Liang also received it, but he didn't take it to heart, but none of this mattered.

The bandits who had just been attached to the earth rampant stars all looked at Wu Ming in awe, and the little caution in their hearts vaguely went to ninety-nine.

Not to mention the Blood Book Spirit Contract, even a kendo master like the Iron Mask Man serves him as a slave, what are they?

Obviously had the upper hand before, only a few people pretended to stop it, it was nothing more than wanting to see what Wu Ming had left, or let him die under Tu Liang's hands.

Seven peak congenitals, desperately, pay a little more price, may not be able to make Tu Liang compromise, in this way, the constraints of the blood book spirit contract can be easily solved!

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes......

Wu Ming was probably clear about their thoughts, but he was too lazy to explain it thoroughly, and he didn't want to pursue it, the blood book spirit deed was in hand, and he dared to drop the chain at a critical moment, and there was a way to clean them up.

What's more, it is impossible to completely control people by such means.

And he chose to go head-to-head with Tu Liang, more because he wanted to verify his martial arts, so as not to make a mistake with the strong grandmaster in the future.

"Destroy the corpse!"

After pondering for a while, Wu Ming gave an order.

After a while, a few screams stopped abruptly, and the corpse was also put away, but it was only the corpse of the innate martial artist, and the artistic conception martial artist didn't even touch it except for a little wealth on his body.

"Geo Cha Star!"

Wu Ming pondered.

"The subordinates are here!"

A thin, short old man stepped forward.

"The next action, you don't want to participate, find an opportunity, mix into the Loose Cultivation Alliance, and find me a refining master and a formation master, preferably greedy enough and vicious in his means! If Hezhou doesn't have it, go to Qinzhou." ”

Wu Ming said coldly.

"Yes!"

Di Chaxing bowed, and his figure swept down the mountain in a flash, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what Wu Ming was going to do, with the strength of their gang, even ordinary grandmasters, as long as they were well arranged, they could even kill unscathed.

When they were subdued, although Wu Ming only suppressed them, everyone knew that he had the strength to rival the Grandmaster of the First Realm, and now that Tu Liang was dead, there was no doubt about it.

Not to mention the Iron Mask Man, a kendo master, sweeping the formation!

And Xu Tuo and the others are not simple, the combination of battle formations and the killing are unparalleled, which is obviously the way of the soldiers, and such a force is enough to stir up bloody rain in the green forests of Hezhou.

It's just that even if a grandmaster-level powerhouse is alone, it is difficult to find his whereabouts, and if there are subordinates attached, these people will be overstretched, after all, they are to be captured alive, not killed, compared to the two, the difficulty is more than ten times worse!

Tu Liang is also the best example!

If there is no Man in the Iron Mask, basically killing all his men, Tu Liang can also calmly retreat, unless Wu Ming works hard at any cost, the result is only to kill him!

But he didn't know that Wu Ming's search for the refining master and the formation master was to upgrade the Blood Book Spirit Deed and capture the strong grandmaster for his own use.

It's just that talents are rare, even if they have been paying attention to it before, but these talents are basically covered by major forces, and there are a large number of masters accompanying them to protect them, so it is difficult to start.

Now that it has disturbed the underground forces in Hezhou, it is natural to start from this aspect, hugging the grass and beating rabbits, by the way.

"Now it's broken into pieces, day and night, five days later, gather at Xiaotuo Mountain, Piju County, kill the people on the list, kill those who should be killed, and catch those who should be caught, I will buy you time to act!"

Wu Ming handed over the list selected by Xu Tuo and the others in the cave to Chen Fengyu.

"The Lord is going to go it alone?"

Chen Fengyu's complexion changed slightly.

"Well, there's something that needs to be fixed!"

Wu Ming waved his hand.

The corners of Chen Fengyu's mouth moved, and the words that came to his mouth did not come out.

Following Wu Ming for many years, he has already understood his position, and he will never ask what he shouldn't ask.

What's more, the Man in the Iron Mask must be a peer, and he doesn't have to worry about safety.

With Chen Fengyu leading the team, the blood book spirit contract deterrence, and Wu Ming has made strict arrangements, so there is no need to worry about chaos, Tu Liang is a chicken who kills chickens and makes an example of monkeys!

"Go ahead!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

The crowd bowed half-kneeling, then retreated, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The man in the iron mask walked behind Wu Ming and slapped his shoulder lightly, and in several terrible wounds, several cold sword qi burst out with blood light, and Wu Ming's face improved a little.

"Whew!"

Wu Ming let out a long breath, dodged and swept down the mountain, heading straight to the northeast.

The Man in the Iron Mask took out a talisman and activated it, and a large area of sparks covered a hundred feet in a radius, burning the ground halfway up the mountainside, and there were no traces to be seen.

After everyone dispersed for a few hours, someone came to this place, but looking at the scorched ground, there were not many clues at all, so they could only leave in a huff.

And the perpetrator has long been gone!

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the person who did the earth-shattering case here was not hiding and waiting for the rumors to pass, but chose to break it into pieces and prepare for another storm!