Today's Wu Ming, the weight on his body has long exceeded the limit of what he can bear as a human being, and it is precisely because of this that Wu Ming can already face the top masters in the Sword Saint with his body without the need for cause and effect, without the slightest fear.

Wu Ming took off the leggings from his legs, and the leggings fell to the ground with a thumping sound.

Seeing this situation, Li Haoran's cold sweat wet his back, could it be that at the military parade, this swordsman named Wu Ming, he has always carried such a heavy load.

Wu Ming stood up, "Yue'er, I want to do something." ”

"Go ahead, whatever you do, I will support you unconditionally. Zheng Xianyue was satisfied with the last bite of the bun. Her heart was full of complacency, Wu Ming's move this time was probably going to scare those who didn't have long eyes just now.

Walking out of the door directly, without looking back, Wu Ming gently threw it back, and a small bag fell into the hands of the storekeeper, Wu Ming said: "Lose your table money." ”

Wu Ming walked out silently, since the Heavenly Master of the head of your pavilion will not come forward if there is no major matter, then I don't know if kicking the restaurant is a big deal?

Li Haoran couldn't help but want to pick up Wu Ming's bracers from the wooden table, but he couldn't pick them up casually......

Any bracer is definitely more than 100 catties! The combined weight of these bracers and leggings is estimated to be more than five or six hundred catties, do you usually wear these?

"To save time, let's come down with the one on the tree. Wu Ming twisted his wrist, and his arm made a bone clicking sound.

The surrounding onlookers booed, most of them thought that Wu Ming was playing tricks, Yun Liang not far away was small because of his small size, and the sight in front of him had long been blocked by the onlookers, he looked around, stepped on some bricks and stones, and climbed to the roof.

In his eyes, the person who accompanied Uncle Haoran must have been Uncle Li Haoran's friend, and he couldn't help but sweat for him, why didn't Uncle Haoran persuade him to run away? The other party was the third and fourth strongest man in the Baihao Conference! If he angered his opponent so much, if he failed, he might really die!

Wu Ming reached into the pocket of his windbreaker with one hand, and the cause and effect knot was dialed to a state of undefeated battle, and with the other hand, he beckoned to Gongsun Wuliang and beckoned to Liu Erlang.

"Stinky boy, are you going to stand up for that guy Li Haoran?" Liu Erlang's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness.

Gongsun Wuliang was a little speechless, angry and funny, "To deal with a person like you, do you still need the two of us to join forces? Do you think you deserve it?"

"The so-called way of the sword is the way of the supreme strength," Wu Ming added a trace of "special effects" to the voice, so that the entire Sword Pavilion could hear it, his purpose was not to talk to the two people in front of him, nor to talk to the onlookers around him, but to tell the head of the Heavenly Master hidden behind the Sword Pavilion, and tell him that he had come to smash his field!

"Like you, the third-rate way of learning, at most is the three-legged cat kung fu, how dare you compare it with the way of the sword? Wu Ming's face was full of joy.

"What! dare you say it again. Liu Erlang and Gongsun Wuliang said angrily in unison.

"Is this angry, or poked at your sore spot?" Wu Ming said in a mocking tone, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that you are a three-legged cat kung fu." ”

"Are you scared?" Liu Erlang laughed fiercely, "It's too late to regret it now!"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. In this world, except for the Sword Sect, other sects are juggling, saying that you are three-legged cat kung fu, it is simply defiling the three-legged cat kung fu, let's go together, I will reluctantly regard it as cleaning up the garbage. ”

Wu Ming's voice echoed between heaven and earth, the entire Sword Pavilion, even the sect on the clouds was boiling, the people of the Sword Sect were already scarce, and as soon as Wu Ming's words came out, they simply provoked the anger of the public.

Li Haoran showed a wry smile, although his heart was comfortable, because Wu Ming scolded him for so many years, he didn't dare to scold back, because every time he was scolded, Li Haoran thought that his skills were not as good as others, and he could only swallow his anger, but when Wu Ming said this at this time, the Sword Sect undoubtedly became the target of everyone.

On the reef in the distance, the centenarian raised his rod and "hooked." ”

At the end of the line, a fish that shimmered in the sunlight struggled. The centenarian man fished the fish and put it in the fish basket, "After so many years, I finally caught a fish, go back to make soup and drink." ”

"Look for death!"

Liu Erlang made a quick move, but Gongsun Wuliang's speed was even faster, and he came to Wu Ming's face in the blink of an eye, a thin knife as sharp as a cicada's wings, cutting at Wu Ming's head with the force of splitting Huashan, insulting the Sword Sect, death!

With a "snap", Wu Ming took it with his bare hands, "The strength is not good, come again." Gongsun Wuliang's angry eyes almost glared out, and he took the blade with one hand, still catching his strongest blow!

Wu Ming let go of his hand, Gongsun Wuliang immediately pulled out the knife, Liu Erlang's sticks followed, no matter how the two of them shot, with the blessing of the cause and effect knot of undefeated battle, Wu Ming will never be defeated!

The attack of the two came like raindrops, and they believed that as long as the man in the trench coat and the two swords was the slightest negligent, any move would be fatal.

Unhurriedly, Wu Ming only relied on one hand like a fly to resist the moves of the two, and the attacks of the two became more and more intensive, but each attack could be gently knocked away by Wu Ming.

Yun Liang looked at Wu Ming in the distance with admiration, what kind of strong man is this?

The embarrassed people who were watching before didn't dare to speak out at this moment, this strange man in black, the strength he showed had long exceeded their cognition! The strongest people of the Stick Sect and the Sword Sect were together, and they couldn't get close at all.

After a little half of effort, Gongsun Wuliang and Liu Erlang, who had been attacking with all their might, couldn't help but pant no matter how strong they were, but the tiredness in their hearts was far greater than the tiredness in their bodies.

Wu Ming saw that the offensive of the two of them slowly stopped, yawned, and pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, why don't you fight, don't worry, do your best, I won't fight back until the two of you do your best, I just want to know how much ability you have as a juggler." ”

When he said this, Wu Ming didn't have a bottom in his heart, after all, just based on Li Haoran's words, it was difficult for him to determine the true strength of his opponent.

Therefore, Wu Ming deliberately provoked the opponent with verbal estimates, forced the opponent to use all his strength, and then shot when the opponent was physically and mentally exhausted, so as to ensure that he could unilaterally crush the opponent.

Seeing Wu Ming carrying the moves of the two so lightly, Gongsun Wuliang and Liu Erlang's hearts were extremely shocked, and when they looked at each other, the color of shock turned into a wry smile, what kind of monster is this provoked today.