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"Hey, Xie Ping, is this really the one in the mouth of the Xuanwu Emperor who sits in the Xuanwu Emperor to protect me and kill a thousand swords?"

After Killing a Thousand Knives left, Wu Ming asked with some suspicion, because he felt that Killing Thousand Knives had a faint murderous aura to everyone.

"Yes, don't mind, it's actually good to kill your uncle, but I've practiced a kind of spiritual technique with a strong killing aura, "Phantom of Ten Thousand Swords", and this is the sharpness!"

Wandering all the way, a few people under the leadership of Xie Ping, traveled all over the major palaces of Juxian Sect, during the period, Xie Ping once took out a spiritual technique from the Ling Pavilion Hall of Juxian Sect as the chief disciple and handed it to Wu Ming, which is a boxing method, called Wind and Thunder Fist, which is also one of the rarer spiritual techniques in Juxian Sect.

At midnight, Wu Ming and his entourage stayed in the room arranged by the Sect Master of Juxian.

His whole body was glowing, his aura was surging, and he fell into Sumeru's concentration, and now he has initially mastered the method of entering concentration, and his comprehension of cultivation and spiritual arts is far beyond ordinary people, which is his biggest advantage in addition to the Heavenly Punishment Body.

Calm down, the two chakras slowly swam away, he was studying the Divine Turtle Technique and the Wind Thunder Fist, hoping to improve his strength as soon as possible, because the opponents he encountered were getting stronger and stronger.

Today's Great Elder gave him a sense of urgency, that old fellow, who was in the middle of the Solid Spirit Realm, and looking at his appearance, would sooner or later trouble him.

What he has to do now is to break through himself as soon as possible, at least, to be able to escape from the hands of the Great Elder.

The Divine Tortoise Technique was too complicated and focused on defense, so he was temporarily thrown aside to concentrate on studying the Wind and Thunder Fist given by Evil Ping.

As Sumeru became more and more settled, Wu Ming's body reacted and began to involuntarily pinch the fist print.

His speed is very slow, every move is like a child dancing his arms wildly, but, a terrifying scene happened, the whole room inexplicably sounded the sound of lightning strikes, accompanied by the howling of the wind, the aura began to flow, but his speed became slower and slower, very weird.

"Wind and Thunder Fist, with its own aura, perceives and imitates the wind and thunder power between heaven and earth, and pushes it out through a unique trajectory, resulting in a perfect fusion of speed and explosion, wonderful, really wonderful!"

After a long time, Wu Ming opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and he was muttering to himself, as if he had realized.

If Xie Ping was present, he would definitely scold his pervert, Wind Thunder Fist, it took Xie Ping half a month to get a glimpse of it, even so, it has already broken the record of all peers who are qualified to practice Wind Thunder Fist, and amazed the entire Juxian Sect.

And Wu Ming, it only took less than an hour to copy some of the mysteries of the Wind and Thunder Fist, and the gap was not ordinarily large.

This is due to the fact that in this state, time becomes eternal, and the person who enters the meditation does not feel the passage of time, and sometimes it seems like decades have passed in an instant, and even a thousand years are not impossible in an instant.

When he was still unfinished and ready to continue studying, there was a heavy footstep outside the door, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, just listening to his steps, he knew that it was the little fat man who had arrived.

Sure enough, after a while, the little fat man pushed the door in, his face was not very good, as if he had something on his mind, he sat sullenly on the chair in the room, and did not speak.

"Hey, what kind of wind are you smoking in the middle of the night?" Wu Ming teased, as he became more and more familiar with the little fat man, the more he felt that this guy was not simple.

"Wu Ming, you shouldn't interfere in the matter of Juxian Sect today, that Great Elder is likely to be unfavorable to you!"

"Cut, what should I do, there are a thousand knives to kill, forgive him for not having the guts to mess around!" Wu Ming's eyes changed, and he didn't understand why the little fat man could suddenly say this.

"In short, the matter of Juxian Sect, you try not to interfere, that great elder, there is something weird!" the little fat man pouted, obviously hiding something, but did not elaborate.

After a long time, when Wu Ming's patience was exhausted, the little fat man finally said that he was here for the three masked people in Treasure City.

may have been due to the strength of the day's drinking, the little fat man's face turned red and threw out an astonishing truth.

In Treasure City, the target of the three masked men was actually him, and Wu Ming just carried the thunder for him by coincidence.

Those three people chased the little fat man all the way here, they were in the chakra realm, and they were the enemies of his original family, but they had never seen the true face of the little fat man, so they mistakenly recognized Wuming as him, which made Wuming feel that they had been watching him.

As for the identity of the little fat man, he had actually thrown the bottom of Wuming and the others a long time ago, but he didn't go into details.

He does not belong to the so-called Marceau Continent, in his eyes, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the Marceau Continent, the most remote place.

The real Marceau Continent is a mysterious region in the mouth of the Juxian Sect Master.

There, the territory of hundreds of millions of miles is just the most mediocre small country, and the so-called Marceau continent of the evil people is, in their eyes, only the eastern part of the entire continent, with a million mountains in the middle, which ordinary people cannot cross at all. Even a person at the level of the Sect Master of Juxian could only sigh with admiration.

And the reason why he was able to come here was because of the divine power of the golden branches to break through the void and take the space passage to come here.

It is precisely because of this that he was deeply impressed by Wuming, when he crossed the void, he happened to meet Wuming being chased and killed by the people sent by Tan Jin, and was forced to be helpless, which attracted the curse of heaven and shattered the space channel, at that moment, he vaguely felt that Wuming was not simple, so he lurked and quietly investigated.

And the three masked men, while chasing them, also saw this amazing scene, so they thought that Wu Ming wanted to use the spatial passage to kill them, which made them preconceived and recognized the wrong object.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that by mistake, the little fat man really met Wuming, and he hit it off with him and became close friends.

......

Wuming listened quietly, his face was flat, he thought about it, and he was not surprised by the identity of the little fat man, and said after a while: "Actually, you don't have to care, you and my brother, your business is my business, there is nothing to resist thunder or not to fight thunder!"

The little fat man's eyes were red, staring at Wu Ming directly, there was inexplicable emotion flowing in his eyes, and finally he scolded with a smile: "Don't want to move Brother Xu!

Because of his low talent and hooligan-like temperament, he has few real friends in the clan, and Wu Ming is the first person in his life to make friends, so it is inevitable that he will have some special feelings.

"Hehe, if you want divine blood, it's easy to say! But little fat man, don't hide it, or if you show your hole cards, our brothers will go and clean up the big elder tomorrow?"

"Fuck off... That dead old man is a master in the middle of the chakra realm, and if I want to kill him, I guess I have to lose half of my life, it's not worth it!"

The little fat man snorted, looking like he was killed and disobeyed, but this gesture had already given Wu Ming a clear answer, he had a way to fight against the Great Elder!

......

There was nothing to say all night, and since the little fat man confessed to Wuming last night, the whole person has become extremely relaxed, but in addition to this relaxation, he is always vigilant about the Great Elder, because he feels something.

However, before the Great Elder could make a move, the white-robed young man came.

A war letter appeared in Wu Ming's hand.

A few blood-red characters on it are particularly conspicuous: "To fight, or not to fight?"

Outside the guest room where Wu Ming lived, the white-robed young man had a cold face, and directly threw the battle book on Wu Ming, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

In the guest room, the little fat man still hasn't left, he stayed with Wuming all night last night, at this moment, both of them look ugly, I didn't expect to meet this second goods early in the morning to find fault.

"Little white face, don't you think yesterday's lesson is enough?"

The little fat man didn't look good, this so-called second disciple of the Juxian Sect was incompatible with the evil level, and it also made Wuming and the little fat man extremely disgusted with him.

"Hmph, I'm here for yesterday's contradictions, it's just the peak of the Hammer Blood Realm, and it can be crushed in minutes, if you are a handle, come to the arena to fight!"

The white-robed young man looked at him coldly, put aside the little fat man, and with a provocative tone, the spearhead pointed directly at Wu Ming.

After yesterday, he thought about it repeatedly, and felt that the little fat man was not suitable to provoke, he should be a freak who opened up two chakras, as for Wu Ming, all kinds of manifestations showed that this was just a teenager at the peak of the Hammer Blood Realm, and he was not to be afraid.

He was not convinced, because of his haste yesterday, he suffered a big loss in the hands of Wu Ming, which made him very annoyed, and he would actually suffer in the hands of a kid at the peak of the Hammer Blood Realm.

If it weren't for the fact that he had accumulated a lot of power in the sect in the past, I am afraid that he would have already become a laughing stock, and after thinking about it, he felt that he had to find a place to return.

In the guest room, Wu Ming stood calmly, playing with the battle card in his hand, and chuckled: "Why, are you suspicious of me?"

"Don't doubt it, see if you dare to fight!" The white-robed young man sneered, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to have decided that he would not dare to fight.

Wu Ming laughed secretly in his heart, this guy was really blind, he really thought he was a soft persimmon.

"Why don't you and I gamble, if I'm a handler, how about giving me your sister or sister or something like that to be a personal maid?"

Ridicule.

Naked teasing.

The lack of words made the white-robed young man feel like he had eaten a dead fly, his face was ugly, and his teeth rattled.

It's too vulgar, this kind of thing is simply the words of a scoundrel. Let him, the second disciple of the Juxian Sect, not know how to intersect.

"Hahahaha, okay, I think that's a good idea!"

The little fat man is definitely a master of fanning the flames, looking at the young man's hateful appearance, he is secretly refreshed in his heart, which is quite a bit of adding fuel to the fire.

Outside the guest room, the white-robed young man's expression was gloomy like water, and the two chakras erupted uncontrollably, his aura was surging, and his emotions were extremely excited.

His eyes widened with anger, and his bones were white, if he didn't care about the rules of the sect, he would definitely go berserk in the next moment.

For many years, no one has ever ridiculed him so much, even if it is Xieping, he does not dare to blatantly turn his face with him.

The two people in front of them, singing and harmonizing, completely treat him as a clown!

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