Meng Hu had already inquired clearly, and two days later, Zhang Ming would inspect the newly built workshop outside the city, and that was the best time to do it.

Meng Hu can become an innate martial artist, and successfully assassinate a strong person at the innate level more than once, so he naturally has a caution that others do not have.

Even if Zhang Ming was only a half-step innate martial artist, he had to plan carefully before he started.

As a killer, an assassin, these jobs must be done. Otherwise, once there is a trace of negligence, you will not be far from death.

Meng Hu resented the imperial court officials, as long as someone asked him to kill the official, then he was very willing. But he was also afraid of the imperial court, after all, the imperial court was the most powerful force in the world, and it was not something that he could afford to provoke as a congenital martial artist.

Once the imperial court is wanted, and a strong secret guard is sent to chase and kill, even if Menghu has three heads and six arms, he will be finished.

At that time, Fengyulou may not be able to protect him.

Therefore, when Menghu kills the officials of the imperial court, he will not do it in the county office, or even in the city. Otherwise, it will be too arrogant and will directly provoke the imperial court.

But the court officials were killed outside the city, and that was another matter. After the fact, if the murderer cannot be found, it is often not resolved. As soon as the limelight passes, Menghu can be at ease again.

After surveying the terrain, Meng Hu hid in the place where Zhang Ming must pass, and he wanted to give Zhang Ming a blow to kill.

"The lion fights the rabbit, and he will do his best. Zhang Ming, you are a half-step innate martial artist, I want to see how you can avoid my Menghu's assassination!"

Meng Hu said secretly in his heart.

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Zhang Ming, wearing a white scholar's robe and holding a long sword, said to Huang Yun: "Mr. Huang, after breakfast, we should go to the workshop outside the city." ”

Huang Yun nodded and said, "Yes, my lord." But don't you wear official uniforms, my lord?"

Zhang Ming asked: "Why do you want to wear official uniforms? It's not a yamen trial." As long as it's not a formal occasion, try not to wear official uniforms, once you put on official uniforms, everyone is respectful to me, you are not tired, I am still tired. ”

Huang Yun nodded, indicating understanding.

After breakfast, Zhang Ming took Huang Yun and a few catchers from the yamen to the workshop outside the city.

Not long after leaving the city, Zhang Ming suddenly felt palpitations in his heart.

Threat of death!

After Zhang Ming's qi and blood were perfected, his spirit also became stronger, and he could even feel some dangers sometimes.

In the past, Zhang Ming had also felt this way, but it was not as strong as this time.

"Stop!"

Zhang Ming held the long sword and said with a serious face.

Huang Yun and a few catchers were all surprised, why did they stop? There was nothing around.

"We went back. ”

Zhang Ming said with a solemn face.

Meng Hu in the shadows was shocked, damn it, how did Zhang Ming, a dog official, find out?

In fact, Zhang Ming only sensed the danger and did not find Menghu.

Meng Hu is a congenital assassin, and his hidden skills are very remarkable, and they are not something that ordinary people can discover.

"Originally, I was going to let you get closer before you started, but since you found out, let's do it in advance. Meng Hu made up his mind and decided to do it right away.

Zhang Ming was still twenty zhang away from him, this distance was still a bit far for an acquired martial artist, but for an innate assassin like Meng Hu, it was nothing. It's just a few steps away.

"Roar!"

A dull tiger roar sounded.

The dirt twenty feet in front of him suddenly exploded, and a black figure rushed towards Zhang Ming at an extremely fast speed.

"It's a tiger!"

Huang Yun and a few catchers shouted loudly.

Zhang Ming said secretly, what kind of tiger? It's obviously an innate martial artist!

The innate martial artist was hiding in front of him, obviously coming to kill himself.

"The innate martial artist of the Wang family, has it finally arrived? I've been waiting for you!"

Zhang Ming used his body technique and turned into a phantom and retreated.

Meng Hu was stunned for a moment, shocked by Zhang Ming's speed.

"It's so fast! It's a form at the level of artistic conception. Meng Hu snorted coldly, "Even if your body technique reaches the level of artistic conception, you will die today! ”

Menghu's body style is also the level of artistic conception.

Even if he was discovered, he was not afraid of Zhang Ming escaping.

Meng Hu turned into a phantom and passed over Huang Yun and a few catchers, chasing after Zhang Ming.

Huang Yun came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Quick, go back and call someone, let Yu Zhutou bring all the masters of the yamen, someone wants to assassinate the county commander." Hurry!"

One of the catchers said loudly: "My subordinates will go back." ”

They also didn't want to think about it, can the innate martial artist be able to fight by relying on a large number of people? Unless they use the army to surround and constantly consume the innate true qi of the innate martial artist, only then can they hope to kill them. Otherwise, with the speed of an innate martial artist, if you want to go, no one can stop you except for masters of the same level.

Zhang Ming said secretly: "Escaping, it's not a way, you will be caught up soon, his speed is faster than mine!"

Both of them are at the level of artistic conception, but Zhang Ming has never practiced light skills, let alone innate true qi, so his speed is a lot slower.

Of course, it is only the difference in the speed of long-distance running, and the short-distance tossing and turning, but Zhang Ming's speed is not slow.

"Dog officer, you can't escape. Die!"

Meng Hu's hands were wearing Xuantie fists, and he used his innate true qi to attack, which was very domineering and powerful.

A fist condensed by innate true qi hit him, and Zhang Ming could only dodge.

Boom!

Zhang Ming's long sword came out of its sheath, and a blood-red sword slashed towards Menghu!

Meng Hu sneered: "Although Jian Mang, although Jian Mang is powerful, but you don't have innate true qi, you can't break my body protection qi at all." ”

Jian Mang, dealing with an acquired martial artist, is like cutting vegetables, but in front of an innate martial artist, there is not much advantage. Of course, this is because Zhang Ming does not have innate true qi. Once the innate true qi is used to cast the sword, the power will increase again, even if the innate qi is used, it may not be able to block it.

The swordsman's power is not a false rumor.

Zhang Ming dodged the fist attack, and the sword light that was emitted also hit Meng Hu's body, making a loud sound.

The sword was shattered by the innate Gang Qi, and it couldn't hurt Meng Hu in the slightest.

But Meng Hu was also surprised, he didn't expect Zhang Ming's sword to be so powerful, and he was still three inches away from being able to pierce his innate qi.

Zhang Ming has such an achievement at a young age, which is really a genius. When Meng Hu was as old as Zhang Ming, he was still a miscellaneous disciple in the Shenquan Sect.

Such a person cannot be kept, and he will be killed!

In Menghu's heart, a strong jealousy rose.

"Dog officer, your body and swordsmanship are invincible in the acquired realm, but they are useless to me. I'm running out of skills. ”

Meng Hu used a tiger-shaped fist and frantically killed Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming used his swordsmanship and faced Menghu's steel claws.

"Clank!"

There was a loud bang, deafening.

The sword and the innate fist power erupted at the same time, Zhang Ming was shocked back, and he suddenly felt a burst of qi and blood.

Card rub.

The bluesteel sword broke.

Zhang Ming's Qinggang sword is just an ordinary long sword, and of course there is no problem with fighting ordinary martial artists, but if you want to deal with innate martial artists, you can't do it.

Menghu's Xuantie Glove is a divine weapon, which costs a lot of money to build, and even if it is an innate gangqi, it can be broken.

Zhang Ming looked at Meng Hu and was shocked in his heart: "Innate martial artist, it is really powerful, his strength has reached at least 200,000 catties, which is almost twice as strong as himself." If it weren't for the perfection of his qi and blood, he would have been able to unload most of his fist strength, and he would definitely be seriously injured just now. ”

Meng Hu said coldly: "Boy, you are really not simple, take my punch, and you will not die." However, if you want to live, there is no way at all, innate martial artist, it's not something you kid can compete with!"

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Innate martial artist, I am indeed not an opponent. It's a pity that you're late. ”

Meng Hu was stunned.

Late?

What do you mean?

"Oh, am I late, how long am I late?" Meng Hu scoffed.

Zhang Ming said seriously: "I'm three days late. Three days ago, my qi and blood were just perfect, and my spiritual thoughts were clear. If I had faced you three days ago, I would have died, but now, it is impossible for you to kill me. ”

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, and a milky white light appeared in his eyes.

"Heaven and Earth...... There is a righteous ......"

The momentum on Zhang Ming's body increased suddenly, his long hair flew up, and the white scholar's robe on his body was bulging by the wind.

"I, Zhang Ming, have been familiar with the books of the sages since I was a child, and I strictly abide by the teachings of the sages, and I dare not go beyond them in the slightest. ”

Zhang Ming stared at Meng Hu and said lightly: "I, Zhang Ming, am a man and do things, upright, and virtuous. How can you little ones kill you?"

Zhang Ming's spirit began to fuse!

It is about to break through and reach the innate realm.

Meng Hu's face changed greatly: "You actually broke through the realm at this time. If you want to become an innate martial artist in front of me, dream of it!

Meng Hu finally knew why Zhang Ming said that he was late. Zhang Ming's spirit has reached the acquired perfection, and he can fuse at any time and become an innate martial artist.

Menghu's innate aura turned into the phantom of the tiger, turning into a streamer and rushing towards Zhang Ming.

At this moment, Meng Hu has already used the tiger-shaped fist to the extreme.

The milky white light on Zhang Ming's body became more and more abundant, and in the end, it turned out to be a ball of light.

"Haoran righteousness!"

Zhang Ming's voice was still flat: "This is the so-called Haoran righteousness." ”

Seeing Menghu's steel claws attacking him with fierce momentum, Zhang Ming scolded: "Get out!"

Boom!

The milky white light exploded, shaking Meng Hu back more than ten feet away.

Meng Hu was scolded by Zhang Ming, his mood was flawed, and his innate true qi showed signs of instability.

Facing the current Zhang Ming, Meng Hu seems to be facing the ancient sages, and he is very weak-hearted.

Meng Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and asked in shock: "Impossible, you are just an innate martial artist, why do you have such a powerful power?"

Zhang Ming's counterattack just now definitely exceeded 200,000 catties.

Otherwise, Menghu would not have been injured.

Zhang Ming said with a smile: "Because I am upright and upright, everything I do is for the people of the world." The righteousness in my heart allows me to withstand such a powerful force. And Your Excellency, you are just an assassin, even if you become an innate martial artist, you are still a rat in the ditch, and you will never see the light. You deserve more power, too? Being able to become an innate martial artist is already your limit, and I, the road to martial arts has just begun. ”

If you want to cultivate your body, you must first cultivate your mind.

If you don't have the right mind, you can't control more powerful power at all.

With a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, Meng Hu roared loudly: "What is heroic and righteous? What is upright? These are all literati words, I don't know what to say, Lao Tzu has killed the court officials, not a hundred, but eighty." You dog, give me death!"

Meng Hu came to Zhang Ming again.

Now Menghu's attack moves no longer have any mystery in Zhang Ming's eyes.

Zhang Ming blasted out with a punch and hit Meng Hu's fist gloves, and the powerful force directly dispersed Meng Hu's innate true qi.

Meng Hu was shocked out again, Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "You are not my opponent at all now." ”

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