Tu Liang's old face suddenly became gloomy like dripping water, and two sword-like mangs burst out of his eyes, and he said: "What a rat with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, hiding his head and tail, I want to see if your skin is as hard as your mouth, and there is no forgiveness for killing!"

At this point, there was no need to say anything, as Tu Liang gave an order, the sixteen innate powerhouses under his command shot together, and more than 100 artistic conception martial artists who had already rushed to the front also killed one after another.

For a time, soldier against soldier, general against general, each picking an opponent, catching and killing.

But the situation in the field was far less relaxed than Tu Liang expected, although it was not one-sided, but his capable subordinates were actually pressed and beaten.

Especially when he made a move for the ten innate powerhouses of the Heavenly Path Sect, the terrifying aura of the seven peak innate powerhouses was revealed, and they actually killed and injured several opponents of the same rank in an instant.

It's not that the Raptors are not the river!

Tu Liang's pupils shrank, and this thought suddenly flashed in his mind, staring at Wu Mingdao, "Who are you, what is the purpose of gathering so many green forests and strong beams?"

With his eyesight, how could he not see that most of the breath and martial arts of these seven people came from the green forest road in Hezhou, and combined with the wind rumors from the rest of the month, it was already determined that Wu Ming was subduing his subordinates.

But what puzzled him was that in the den of those robbers who were killed, the corpses could never be faked, how could these people be willing to turn their life's hard work into nothing, and they were willing to let Wu Ming drive them?

"Dead people don't need to know too much!"

Wu Ming understated, walked leisurely, calmly and slowly walked into the air, and looked at him from afar.

"Okay, how many years have no one dared to be so arrogant in front of this seat, let this seat weigh and weigh, you are just innate, what qualifications do you have to be that raptor!"

Tu Liang laughed angrily, his sleeve robe was windless, bulging like a big sail, and his fingers were like a sword like lightning, and he slashed at Wu Ming at will.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, his back was cold, and he felt an invisible sword qi pointing straight at his throat, and he didn't want to pull out the knife in his hand and slash forward.

Click!

In the piercing sound of gold and iron, I saw sparks splashing everywhere, Wu Ming's arms shook, and the heavy knife slammed upward, and the person staggered back two steps.

"Cave Void Reincarnation, Second Realm Grandmaster!"

Wu Ming shouted.

"With a little eyesight, no wonder you dare to speak out, but just with the strength of the sword in your hand, you can't do that river raptor!"

Tu Liang was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart, and screamed at Wu Ming, but he didn't even use a weapon, and still pointed out casually, like a sword in his hand, one after another invisible sword qi, or stabbing or slashing or teasing, roaring out from all directions.

It can be seen that even though his tone is quite disdainful, he is still wary of Wu Ming.

Just imagine, being able to take a blow from the Second Realm Grandmaster and only take two steps back, and Wu Ming's aura is only innate, what an amazing talent is this?

Treating such an existence comparable to Tianjiao, how can he take it lightly if he is as cunning as Tu Liang?

"Good time!"

Wu Ming held the knife in his left hand and faced the difficulties, and the pale golden strength surged around his body, turning into a curtain of light, close to the surface of his body, like a close-fitting golden armor.

Snort!

The sharp sword qi slashed across Gangyi, and it was actually a sword mark, strange and tricky, cold and treacherous sword qi, penetrating into the skin, making Wu Ming shiver, but his hand was not slow, and he slapped it out with one palm.

"Hey, it's actually the thunder runner of Cangzhou Xuanlei Gate!"

Tu Liang's eyesight was old and spicy, and he slapped Wu Ming fiercely, and recognized the origin of the palm technique at a glance, and his cold eyes cautiously swept over Gangyi, "It turned out to be the Golden Bell Jar of the Great Perfection!

"The man who killed you!"

Wu Ming's left-handed knife has not been swung, only with his right palm against the enemy, the fierce palm power roared out, sometimes like thunder, sometimes majestic like a wave, it was actually the thunder hand and the wave palm exchanged, without any sense of lag!

"What kind of trick is this?"

Although Tu Liang is a strong grandmaster, he has lived in Hezhou for a long time, and he can't recognize all the martial arts in the world, so he doesn't recognize Canglangzhang.

Wu Ming didn't say a word, his move was as fierce as a move, and he had a desperate posture, but he couldn't gain the upper hand at all, obviously there was a big gap with Tu Liang.

"Hey, do you think that if you don't say it, this seat will not be able to take you?"

Having tested Wu Ming's strength, Tu Liangsen smiled, and suddenly reached out and took out a slender and cold blue-gray long sword, and slashed forward lightly.

Laugh at!

Gangyi, who was enough to resist the innate blow of the peak, was like paper paste, cracking in response, and the eerie sword qi that was several times stronger than before went straight into the bone marrow through the wound.

What's even more terrifying is that the strange true element contained in the sword qi is like a yin wind, constantly consuming flesh and blood, expanding the wound and tearing it again!

"Humph!"

The severe pain swept through the whole body, Rao is Wu Ming's will was amazing, and he couldn't help but turn pale and snort, but his hands were not slow, and he still met the enemy with his thunder hand and Canglang palm.

"A bunch of waste, I have to do it myself!"

Tu Liang looked around coldly, and found that his subordinates were completely at a disadvantage, and in the face of Wu Ming's fierce palm, he was actually distracted, and it was indescribably relaxed.

Bang bang bang!

Looking at it from a distance, Tu Liang's figure was scattered by one palm technique, but Tu Liang flashed strangely from one side again, and added a few more wounds to Wu Ming's body with a sword in his hand.

"Afterimage!"

Wu Ming finally noticed that something was wrong, no wonder he hit it, but there was a feeling of weakness on the cotton, which turned out to be the afterimage of the hit.

"Hey, hey!"

I only heard a strange laughter, and with a flower in front of him, Tu Liang's speed skyrocketed again, as if there were more than a dozen figures, flashing back and forth like ghosts.

Snort!

In an instant, Wu Ming had four or five more sword marks on his body, and he couldn't dodge it at all!

"Say, how did you make this gang of killers bow down to their orders, this seat cherishes talents, maybe they will spare your life!"

Tu Liang originally had this idea.

Ever since he learned that someone had stretched out his hand indiscriminately and wantonly killed the Green Forest Dao martial artists, he paid attention to it, traced it through various channels, and finally found clues.

When his subordinates reported that the gang appeared in their own territory, they led people to surround and suppress them without saying a word, and the original intention was just the treasure of these people.

After killing so many bandits, he must have accumulated a lot of wealth, and he took the risk of plundering and killing the people who broke the rules, and no one would care about it at all.

What's more, it has already spread in Hezhou, and Wu Ming and his entourage only attacked the bandits in the congenital territory, and most of the traces left behind were artistic conceptions and a few congenitals.

With such strength entering his own territory, how can he not eat it?

I have to say that Tu Liang's plan was very good, but the sudden appearance of the seven Four Realms Innate still surprised him, but the absence of a grandmaster opponent made him completely relieved.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming was cold, a three-year-old child would not talk like this, he suddenly put the knife into the sheath, flipped his hands, and volleyed out of the sword qi shrouded in the air, jumping into the air.

"I don't know what's wrong, I really think that if I have a little background, I won't dare to kill you?"

Tu Liang himself is afraid of Wu Ming's background, but if the rules are broken, the rules will be broken, this kind of person will inevitably not see the light, and he is not afraid of killing him.

In his opinion, Wu Ming is a little ignorant!

Buzz!

But what made his complexion change slightly was that Wu Ming's aura suddenly soared, and with a slap of his palms, the palm power was several times stronger than before, and the sword qi was destroyed and splashed in all directions.

"Good boy, if you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, I'll give you a ride!"

Tu Liang's eyes were full of murderous intent, the strange patterns on his face flashed, the whole person became eerie and terrifying, and the sword in his hand was a little illusory, like a ghost in a flash.

Whew!

The mad sword qi brought a faint sonic boom, and it actually stabbed a piece of blood light in Wu Ming's heart in an instant, but what made his pupils shrink was that he could no longer attack it as soon as he entered it.

He didn't know that there was a dragon coat to protect the heart, which was a fatal heart for ordinary people, and no one could break through it at all, unless Wu Ming's head was cut off.

Rise!

But Wu Ming didn't give him this opportunity at all, taking advantage of the momentum of falling from the sky, he slapped down the claws of the green dragon with a move, and the power was so strong that the startled Tu Liang looked solemn for the first time, but it was just that, and a sword was slashed out.

In the boom, the two of them retreated together, but what was shocking was that Wu Ming only took a step back more than Tu Liang.

This shows that although there is a gap in strength, it is not out of reach!

"Look for death!"

The strange lines on Tu Liang's face became more and more again, as if he was covered with a layer of ghost aura, and in a flash, he turned into a figure in the sky, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, bringing a terrifying ghost crying wolf howl.

This move is its Yin Wind Ghost Sword mastery, which not only has amazing lethality, but also can disturb the opponent's mind and cannot be prevented.

"Kirin stomps on the ground!"

Wu Ming landed suddenly, flipped his palms, and slapped his hand violently.

Thundered!

The fierce palm power came out, and it actually defeated most of the ghosts, but Tu Liang was the master of the Second Realm, and the sword moves were still not scattered, directly taking the major points around Wu Ming's body.

"Die!"

In the cold and fierce drinking, there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts roaring, under such killing moves, it was difficult for even the same level to determine its true body.

"Monument!"

But in the next moment, Wu Ming's body was overpowered, his palms overturned and dragged, the earth shook violently, and with the phantom shadow of the yellow mountains on his right wrist flashed, the thin figure seemed to be as unattainable as a towering mountain.

"It's ......"

Tu Liang's pupils shrank suddenly, and the countless ghosts that rushed forward at great speed were inexplicably delayed for half a breath, and at this moment, this Second Realm Grandmaster withdrew without hesitation.

Buzz!

But it was also this blink of an eye, and the whole mountain trembled, as if a giant beast had awakened from its eternal slumber, and if anyone of great strength was here, he would find an astonishing scene.

Within a radius of thousands of zhang, a huge monument like a mountain appeared out of thin air, soaring with the momentum of the sky, smashing the ghost shadow in the sky, and the trend continued to rise against Tu Liang's madness.

"Boom!"

Tu Liang's eyes were shocked, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was actually injured and exclaimed, "With such a profound and mysterious martial art, with your cultivation, how can it be used coherently without interruption?"

"Like a dragon's spine!"

Wu Ming's cheeks swelled with an abnormal flush, and he jumped up violently, and his right leg swept with a thunderous momentum, which actually brought bursts of aura like a dragon's roar!