"How can you spew blood? Just by relying on one mouth, you have to detain people with big hats and set trumped-up charges, this is your prestige of being upright?

The martial arts powerhouses around the entire Jinghua City all received the news from the Feng family, and came to watch the battle, looking at the Zhong family with unkind eyes, staring at their scalps numb, seeing that the situation in front of them was becoming more and more unfavorable, the elders of the Zhong family hurriedly stood up and retorted.

I said yes, and everyone present could testify. In front of the public, committing several lives is a demonic act, which is not tolerated by national law, martial arts rules, and abandoned by people and gods. You old dogs of the Zhong family are willing to become slaves and fight for the tiger, even more because of a thousand cuts. I can't help but show my horse's feet so soon, it seems that the mad dogs can't wait to come out and bite people, what kind of master is really what kind of dog!"

Jing Ming sighed slightly, and said with some interest.

"You ............." Everyone in the Zhong family was speechless for a long time.

"Are all the people from your Feng family here?"

Jun Wudao didn't care about these people's methods, plans, and backgrounds, and seemed to feel that such a battle was not enough, so he said with a relaxed face.

People have different horizons depending on the height they are at. In Jun Wudao's eyes, only those terrifying beings who crisscross the pluralistic world, or those who can threaten his life, will be afraid of three points and dare not act rashly. And these people in front of them are not among them, and they will know later that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery is a pale blank sheet of paper that is not worth mentioning.

"Childe is really confident!"

The people of the Zhong family looked at Jun Wudao's relaxed demeanor, and their eyes were full of admiration.

The young man in white, carrying the power of one person, wants to fight the entire Feng family alone, and in the face of the siege of many martial arts powerhouses, the sky is still not shocked, and Mount Tai collapses without the same god.

A commander with such a state of mind, as a leader, how can he not let people look self-determined.

"Hey, you are indeed a peerless genius, pampered and humiliated, and let go of everything. This state of mind is something that I have been working hard for many years and has not been able to do. It's a pity, his hero, my enemy. Today, a genius like you is destined to not be able to leave here. Because, your potential is so terrible, so terrible that you have to die. We, Izumo Country, will never allow a peerless overlord to suppress the world and deter martial arts. ”

As a disciple of the "Northern Sword God", Jing Ming's IQ is naturally extremely high, and he said his true intentions.

For a dead person, it doesn't matter if you say it.

With his identity, as long as Jun Wudao is dead, then no one dares to say a word nonsense, unless they want to die.

He originally planned to stimulate Jun Wudao with his words, so that his state of mind would be flawed, so that he could launch a sneak attack.

It's a pity that Jun Wudao is too calm, so calm that even a genius like him has to be shocked and convinced.

Martial arts masters make moves, pay attention to a state of mind, if the mood is chaotic, the odds of winning will be much lower, just like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, the importance of the state of mind is self-evident, once he grabs the opportunity, it will definitely be a thunderstorm to greet Jun Wudao.

"I agree with you. If you say that I am a demon, then I must be a demon, and this is very correct. The world is the law of the jungle, big fish eat small fish, people eat other animals to survive, other animals eat grass or other small animals to survive, one thing eats one thing, forming a food chain. And most people are extremely hypocritical in my eyes, they often dare not show their will, go with the flow, gradually integrate into the public, and destroy their thoughts and will. It's always the ass that decides its own head, its hero, my enemy. I can give you a chance to fight me alone first, and give you a whole corpse. As soon as Jun Wudao's words came out, it caused an uproar in the audience, they didn't expect that Jun Wudao would have to go one-on-one with Jing Ming, a disciple of the "Northern Sword God", in front of everyone, give him a whole corpse, and let him shoot first, which is too conceited.

"Let me strike first?"

Such words made Jing Ming's face change, as a disciple of the "Northern Sword God", since he was a child, no one had ever dared to say to him that let him strike first, even the current master would not dare to say this.

However, Jun Wudao not only said, but also did it.

Jing Ming smiled slightly, restrained his killing intent, like an ordinary boy, smiling like a tiger, but the long sword in his hand was as fast as thunder, between the lightning and flint, the snow-white and cold sword body, I don't know when it was out of the sheath, straight towards Jun Wudao's throat, eyes, and went down, the move pointed directly at the key point, exquisite and extraordinary.

"What the hell? Could it be that this is a fake disciple of the "Northern Sword God"? Why the swordsmanship he used is so unsightly is really difficult to describe. ”

Some onlookers couldn't help but cover their eyes, feeling a little spicy, they thought that the disciples of the "Northern Sword God", the swordsmanship was naturally chic and elegant, and they paid attention to beauty, but now they look at it, where is there any beauty at all, it is simply a hooligan fight, and there are two.

"All the magnificence has faded, and only the absolute killing power remains, the swordsmanship created for killing. Unexpectedly, Jing Ming has already cultivated his swordsmanship to the point of being like this?"

Tie Yun looked at the killing sword technique performed by Jing Ming without blinking an eye, and her father's teachings to him sounded in her mind.

"Swordsmanship is the art of killing, and the sword weapon is the murder weapon of murder, and no matter what words you use to embellish him, you can't hide his essence. Therefore, when you walk the rivers and lakes in the future, if you meet such a shameless swordsman as your father said, don't fight him, go as far as you want. With his swordsmanship cultivation, after the sword is released, he must return with blood, and he is willing to take a break. ”

All kinds of past, memories in her mind, she couldn't help but feel a little chilled, "Could it be that the gap between the younger generation is already so big? So, what else can I talk about changing my fate? Or, I will cheapen that kid first?" The mood of the daughter's family is fluttering, often jaw-dropping.

"Good swordsmanship, it's a pity. ”

Jun Wudao moved in the void, dodging a murderous and vicious swordsmanship, his eyes moved slightly, the power in his body worked, and the floating magic coupled with the innate combat power of the martial arts was enough to make him invincible in the sky.

I have to say, don't blame us for being too scumbag, it's really the enemy who has magic!

With the concept of the martial arts world, it is really difficult to understand the wonders of magic.

Jing Ming's eyes were cold, and the killing intent was pressing, looking at Jun Wudao who was calm, staring coldly at his position, frantically calculating in his mind where he would appear next, trying to predict his position and seal his vitality.

Jing Ming's peeping, Jun Wudao saw it in his eyes, often at a time when he was almost a little bit, casting magic and turning the danger into safety, which made Jing Ming vomit blood, looked at Jun Wudao viciously, and said: "You did it on purpose, right? You must have done it on purpose." ”

"Good luck, that's all. ”

Jun Wudao attributed all this to luck, otherwise, would he have to explain to him what magic is?