Wu Ming stood still, and immediately covered his chest, only to feel that his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, even if he blocked the flying needle just now, but the powerful impact force still made him suffer a lot, and now his body has suffered a lot of internal injuries.

It's not a way to go on like this, his own Jianghu martial arts are not the same level as the attacks that this person uses to fight with aura, and if he continues to entangle, he will only die in the hands of the other party.

It would be nice if I could also have a way to use aura, Wu Ming thought silently in his heart, but unfortunately he only got a scroll of "Blood Devouring Technique" and a long sword at the beginning, and there was nothing else, and because of this, before this, he didn't know that he was already a cultivator.

The other party was about to attack again, he turned his head to look, and saw the fragment of his previous broken sword on the side, the dead horse as a live horse doctor!

On the other side, the ghost-faced man had already stabbed straight at him with a fan instead of a sword, looking at the flowing aura at the front of his fan, it seemed that it was not just such a simple straight stab, and before he had time to think about it, Wu Ming immediately stood up and made the strange action that the ghost-faced man had just made when he threw the needle.

At the same time, the flow of aura in the body flowed in the body according to the flow mode of the ghost-faced man just now, and suddenly, Wu Ming felt different, first of all, it was the difference in strength, after this strange flow, it was obvious that this aura was no longer strengthened in other places, but specifically strengthened his palms and arms, so to speak, this strengthening was just to make a wave of action.

Secondly, the aura that has never left the body, in this kind of aura, it was passed through the fingers to the fragments of the broken sword, seeing that the opponent's folding fan was about to attack Wu Ming, he didn't care much, with a wave of his hand, the fragments in his hand had been thrown.

The ghost-faced man looked at those fragments, his heart was shocked, he withdrew the folding fan that pierced directly and hurriedly blocked the fragments, and he also retreated again and again, finally stopped, and immediately questioned Wu Ming: "How did you know how to throw the martial arts phantom of my Five Yin Sect, could it be that you were sent by those old guys to arrest us back?"

Although the other party seemed to be a little scared, Wu Ming couldn't understand a word of what he said, what was the Five Yin Sect, what was the Phantom Throw, and what was the martial arts? There were still too many things in the cultivator's world that he didn't know, and he didn't know if he would have the opportunity to understand them in the future.

Now that Li Qianfeng has also cultivated the "Blood Devouring Technique", he should be regarded as a cultivator, I don't know if he has found out about this matter, if he knows more about cultivation, he will have more to rely on when he goes to take revenge in the future.

And now, there was a ready-made person who could tell him about the cultivator.

It's obviously not a simple matter to want the other party to tell him directly, and the other party goes to that bluestone village? Wu Ming doesn't have the intention of robbing the house, this idea is obviously not valid, what else can he get from the mouth of the ghost-faced man What he wants? I'm afraid that the only way to defeat the other party is to defeat the other party.

The ghost-faced man saw that Wu Ming had been in a daze, and he didn't care much about himself, and he was even more firm in his heart, the disciples in the Five Yin Sect were not ghosts or ghosts, and it was not strange to have such a strange personality, but he had such a cultivation at a young age, and it seemed that he was not a simple character.

"Boy, what benefits did the Five Yin Gate give you to hunt down and kill us, you name it, I'll go back and let the eldest brother prepare it and give you twice the benefits, you go back and tell those old guys that we are dead, and we will change our faces in the future, and we won't cause you trouble, how about it?"

The mouth said very well, but this guy's words didn't fall before he shot again, and after quickly approaching Wu Ming, he broke the fan and swept, although Wu Ming had retreated, but the aftermath of the sweep still knocked him out, and his body broke three big trees in a row before stopping.

Wu Ming just raised his head with difficulty, the ghost-faced man had already arrived in front of him, the folding fan in his hand was opened, revealing a sharp fan, the folding fan was made of metal, after the fan was opened, it was like a strange short knife, and the blade went straight towards Wu Ming's neck, which wanted to cut off his head with one blow.

With the memory just now, the aura in Wu Ming's body ran according to the trajectory of the aura in his body when the ghost-faced man performed the strange body technique before, and in an instant, he had already left the place and went into the distance, and it happened that the broken sword he threw just now was still inserted in the snow at this time, so he picked it up.

Although there are some differences between this broken sword and a folding fan, it is better than nothing in his hand, the ghost-faced man will also use it when he sees the body of the Five Yin Sect, and he also confirms the identity of the other party even more, the Five Yin Sect acts ruthlessly, he knows that he has stolen the sect's exercises, and the sect will not let him go.

Now that his whereabouts are exposed, it is better to kill this kid, and then hurry back to inform the eldest brother of them, and it is good to slip away, thinking of this, the hand holding the folding fan in his hand is a little harder, mobilizing the aura of his whole body, and intends to use his strongest move to solve the battle.

Wu Ming also discovered the other party's move to mobilize the aura of the whole body for the first time, and immediately became vigilant, looking at the direction of the spiritual power in the other party's body, the spiritual power of the spiritual power in his body was also in the same direction, but this time it was obviously a lot of difficulty, and when his spiritual power passed through several places in his body, there was an obvious sense of blockage.

Fortunately, in the end, he still followed the whole process, all the spiritual power was concentrated on his legs and arms, he only felt his body rush out involuntarily, his arms were full of power, and he had to swing the long sword in his hand.

The two sides collided together, not as strong as Wu Ming imagined, but he felt that there was still an unused power in his body, he turned around, and it was a horizontal split, and the other party also had the same action, the blade contacted, and the two of them still didn't feel addicted, they opened with a touch, and used all their strength to slam the weapon in their hands down, and a powerful wave of qi spread from the place where the two weapons collided, and the surrounding snowflakes were swept away, leaving an open space.

"Wow!" The ghost-faced man was invincible, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the whole person fell out more than ten meters away like a rag bag, falling to the ground, staining the snow all over the ground, Wu Ming also felt that his body's qi was surging, but fortunately, it was still within the range of acceptance, and he still had the strength to fight.

The broken sword in his hand has been broken inch by inch, leaving only one hilt in his hand, connecting several acupuncture points on his body, after the injury is pressed down first, he threw the hilt on the ground and picked up a fragment again, and walked towards the position of the ghost-faced man step by step.

The ghost-faced man was lying on the ground, breathing in a big gulp of air, the blood in his mouth never stopped flowing out for a moment, sensing that Wu Ming was coming, he wanted to run too, but his meridians were broken, and he was really powerless.

"The skills are not as good as people, I have nothing to say, with your strength, big brother, I am afraid that they will also be poisoned by you, I hate only hate, I chose the Five Yin Gate in my heart, and entered such a sect that does not treat people as people. "The Ghost-faced Man has given up resistance, he knows his current situation very well, even if Wu Ming doesn't kill him, he won't live long.

Wu Ming didn't rush to make a move, and after confirming that the other party no longer had the ability to fight back, he sat next to him and breathed up, using aura to restore his body, but it was much better than using other medicines, and at the same time, he also said to the ghost-faced man: "I'm not the person from the Five Yin Sect you said, I only found out today that I am a cultivator, if you tell me more about cultivation, I won't go to the Five Yin Sect to ask." ”

This is the * naked threat, although the ghost-faced man is going to die, but from his words, it can be known that his eldest brother and they are all from the Five Yin Gate like him, and when the time comes, if Wu Ming goes to the Five Yin Gate to report them, none of them will be able to escape.

Thousands of calculations, the ghost-faced man would not have thought that he was actually planted in the hands of a hairy boy who didn't know anything, and now he was threatened by him, after the corner of his mouth pulled out an ugly wry smile, he also gave up the struggle and said: "My time is running out, and I can't tell you anything, I have a storage ring on my hand, and I will become an ownerless thing after I die, you drip a drop of your own blood, after the ring recognizes the owner, you use your spiritual power to go in, there is something inside, I think it will have some effect on you." ”

He spoke very reluctantly, in fact, as long as Wu Ming inputs some aura to him now, and then assists him in pranayama, maybe he can save his life, but Wu Ming didn't do that, this person is a very vicious person at a glance, once he rescues the other party, he doesn't know what accidents will happen.

Watching this person's aura disappear little by little, he didn't feel too much, when this group of people were ready to rob others, they should be ready to fail, in this country that advocates force, failure means death.

When the last breath disappeared, Wu Ming reached out and took off the so-called storage ring on his hand, which looked like an ordinary gemstone ring, with an emerald on the top, he wiped a little blood from his mouth and smeared it on the ring, but what spiritual power to use next, he didn't know what to do.

He thought silently, gathered the spiritual power on his finger, and slowly touched the ring, but there was no effect, the ring did not move at all, and it happened that at this time, he sensed that Chen Kui seemed to have finished the battle and was approaching him, which made him think that this ability to sense the surroundings without using his facial features would be the effect of spiritual power.

Thinking of this, he immediately closed his eyes and focused all his attention on the ring, and sure enough, the next moment he saw a one-foot-square space in his mind, and there were some things scattered in it, including books, glowing stones, gold and silver, etc.

It's just that Chen Kui was already close to him just now, since this ring could be used, he opened his eyes and withdrew from the ring space, he secretly sighed in his heart, this cultivator's world is really wonderful, it can actually have this kind of thing, in this way, isn't it much easier to carry something? And there is no need to carry weight.

The backhand was attached to the ghost-faced man's body, and in just a few seconds, the opponent's body turned into a dry bone, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding snow rose up and covered the corpse, this kind of exercise looked too evil, this is not a battlefield, he still has to be careful.