Lu Ziyuan quietly concealed that the servants put medicine in the meal, although the servants were all their own people, but once they knew that the soup was poisonous, they would inevitably show their feet because of their nervous expressions. Lu Ziyuan hid in the dark and held his breath until he saw Wu Ming eat the food without a single grain left. He then smiled coldly, things couldn't go any better, and it was the best way to solve it without force.

He was confident that even the strongest Sword Saint would sleep like a dead pig in an hour, slaughtered without the power to resist. An hour is enough to do anything? At least one Juggernaut who can't resist is enough.

Sure enough, Wu Ming was just about to stand up after eating, when he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.

Seeing this, Lu Ziyuan directly turned into the room, pulled out his sword, and slashed at Wu Ming's neck, as long as he got this person's head, the task would be completed, but when Lu Ziyuan thought that he would see the scene of blood spraying from his head, the reality was that the blade slashed Wu Ming's neck, but he couldn't move an inch.

"Iron Shirt?" Lu Ziyuan has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has also seen some unique kung fu, and the iron cloth shirt can effectively block some white blades without fighting spirit. Generally, with a white blade with a fighting spirit, this kind of kung fu cannot be prevented, but the premise of the use of the iron cloth shirt is that the user must be sober!

Could it be that this sword master named Wu Ming has always been awake? Then he has already discovered himself? The food he eats is just a pretend?

Lu Ziyuan couldn't help but feel that he was being underestimated, and suddenly carried his fighting spirit to the sword, and maliciously thought, let you pretend to be stunned! He was convinced that as an assassin, his attack speed was extremely fast, even if the first attack failed, only the second attack would definitely make Wu Ming unable to react to the speed, so seeing Wu Ming so big, he couldn't help but be very happy, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger sometimes really turned into a pig.

Lu Ziyuan held the sword, and it was another stab, making a critical move, trying to stab Wu Ming to death.

However, he was disappointed, and Wu Ming lay quietly on the table and snored, but his hand was always raised in time, waving his hand lazily like dispelling mosquitoes, but every time it was like a coincidence to block the sword edge of the rainstorm.

Lu Ziyuan missed a few hits, he was afraid of anger, and it was impossible to intercept his moves with his bare hands, and it was unheard of for this person in front of him to be able to stop so easily and comfortably every time, this feeling was just as if no matter how he made his moves, this person couldn't lose, and he was extremely aggrieved.

"Huh~" A bunch of fireworks flew into the sky from the chief management tower not far away, one hit missed, and he could no longer drag the mud and water, the chief manager made the fireworks rise, and took the opportunity to hide the sword saint in the four corners of the guest room to get the order, and suddenly burst out with a powerful killing intent, immediately drew his sword, and immediately turned into four flowing shadows, killing Wu Ming.

Lu Ziyuan jumped up and took Wu Ming's head directly from the air, and the momentum of the heaven and earth net was formed in an instant.

Seeing such a battle in the room, he was confident that as long as this person named Wu Ming did not reach the strength of the Sword Venerable, the following Sword Venerable would definitely die! However, his smile was stalemate for less than half a second, and then it turned into an indescribable expression of consternation.

Wu Ming was not panicked or impatient in the face of the encirclement of the five great sword saints, and slapped the table with his palm, and the table and the plates on the table turned into crushed powder under this force, and this strength also caused a powerful shock wave to shake around. "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" The shock wave and the power of the Juggernaut intersected in the air, and five consecutive air explosions were emitted in the air.

The five Sword Masters were shocked by this power at the same time, and four of them crashed the four walls of the guest room down, and even the people flew out with the wall tiles, while Lu Ziyuan directly hit the ceiling and flew out with bricks and tiles. The guest room where Wu Ming was staying suddenly had only some remnants left, crumbling in the wind, but Wu Ming, who was in it, was snoring and drooling. A gravel fell on the tip of Wu Ming's nose, and only then did he wake up leisurely. Looking at the tattered scene around him, Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows, could it be that I have crossed again......

However, looking at the surrounding scene and déjà vu, at this time, he saw a person rolling down from the roof with bricks and tiles, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was just an earthquake. When a person is no longer strange, such a trivial thing as an earthquake is already too ordinary to be ordinary.

Wu Ming dusted off the mud and dust on his body, stood up, and the sword saints who fell to the ground around him also stood up one after another, although they were sent flying, they did not suffer the slightest injury on their bodies, but even so, they did not dare to rush forward, they just kept a distance from Wu Ming. Just now he repelled the five great sword saints, this is obviously the strength of the sword venerable, coupled with his effortless appearance, he may still be a sword venerable with no low strength.

With such strength and such a young age, he must be a famous teacher! The five of them were speechless at each other, and this feud had been settled, but they did not know whether it was possible to resolve it. It is impossible to kill this person in terms of strength, one wolf can kill five rabbits, but I have never heard that five rabbits can kill one wolf. Once the reason is traced by this Sword Venerable and his master, it will be difficult for the Sword Pavilion to ensure that the five of their brothers are well-founded.

"Don't kill him yet!" The director scolded in surprise, and looked angry, he didn't believe that they would run into a thorn so coincidentally, and meet a master of Sword Venerable's strength, and this master was the target they were going to hunt this time, the scene just now must have been wrong.

Lu Ziyuan and the other five people had fought with Wu Ming, so they naturally knew that this kind of strength could not be faked. I couldn't help but look at the supervisor not far away with an angry face, in the face of a sword venerable with unfathomable strength, it was already merciful for himself and others to get up unscathed, was the director urging them to come forward and die?

The smoke and dust dispersed, Wu Ming walked out of the ruins slowly, looking around blankly, but in the eyes of others, this is obviously the unique style of the master, even if the five sword saints are not taking it seriously, but at this moment, Lu Ziyuan and the others' desire to fight has not been ignited, the so-called heart of war is to treat opponents whose strength is not much different, but when the disparity in strength is too large, this radical psychology is easier to fade.

Wu Ming's humble and arrogant demeanor at this time became a proof of strength, confirming the thoughts in the hearts of the five people, and the others couldn't help but slowly regress step by step.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the sky broke out from the sky, and the white light accompanied by the sound of breaking the sky, flying from the air like a long rainbow through the sun, when it reached the Niyun Dress, the incomparable strength burst out like a flood embankment, and the blazing white light illuminated half of the Heavenly Dragon City!