Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 176 Dayan Hall

There is no good wine in this small shop in the countryside. The store sells coarse wine made from coarse grains, but it does not have a strong and strong aroma, and it can still be drunk.

Wuming drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

When the men saw this, they all looked at each other, and the old man slapped the table heavily, "Come on! He's already drunk!"

Countless people broke through the windows and surrounded Wuming completely.

Wuming didn't seem to see the danger around him, he took the wine glass slowly, and spit out the wine in his mouth.

When the old man saw it, his face changed again and again, "You didn't drink?"

"A small foot shop has hundreds of people hiding inside and out. How can you tell me to drink it?"

As Wuming said, he threw the wine glass on the ground casually, the wine spilled all over the floor, and the wine glass whirled around on the ground.

From the moment he came in, he could hear the inner breath of these people, but he just pretended not to know.

The old man stared at his expressionless face, and said coldly, "You know there is something wrong with the wine, and you deliberately pretended to be drunk to lure us out?"

Nameless glanced at him indifferently, and acquiesced.

"Third Master, he didn't drink. We've been tricked. Do you want to withdraw?"

One of the other two young men who was with the old man asked in a low voice, the old man's face changed after being called to the third master, and he gritted his teeth, "Get out!"

"Want to withdraw? Have you asked me?"

Wuming said coldly, just as he finished speaking, the long sword on the table had already been unsheathed, giving off a cold light.

In an instant, there were screams in the room one after another, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Wuming's unpredictable sword power blocked all the way out, and anyone who wanted to escape would have their necks cut off with a sword.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the third master gritted his teeth, "Give it all to me! I don't believe it, so many people can't surround him!"

Everyone rushed forward, the sword in Wuming's hand flickered with cold light, sword flowers splashed, and the screams and screams were endless.

No one saw, the third master sneaked out from the back door of the foot shop while his subordinates surrounded him.

As soon as he left the foot shop, the third master climbed onto the horse with weak hands and feet, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and galloped forward.

After walking for a long time, seeing that no one was chasing after him, the third master secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead. Before he finished wiping off the sweat, he suddenly found a man in black standing on the path ahead, Taking a closer look, it was Wuming, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, and his body was also covered in blood, looking like an evil spirit from hell.

The third master immediately reined in his horse, intending to turn around and run away, when a light and shadow flashed in front of him, Wuming blocked his way again.

"Who are you?"

Wuming said coldly, the third master was looking around, not knowing what he was looking at, but he didn't answer.

Wuming stared at him coldly. Those people had marks on them, and they belonged to the same organization as the people who assassinated Ah Jin in the past. They were not the organization founded by the former crown prince, with the purpose of killing the emperor of Zhou and restoring Dayan. ?He had been assassinating Ah Jin before, why did he come to assassinate him?
"You don't have to wait for someone to save you anymore, they are all dead!"

The third master's face was ashen, his voice trembling, "More than 100 people, you killed them all?"

It's only half a cup of tea time!

Wuming glanced at him blankly, "There are only more than 100 people, is it difficult?"

The third master wanted to vomit blood a little bit. To train more than 100 people is not only difficult, but very difficult!

He is the third master of Dayan Hall, and over the past 30 years, he has only trained a thousand people under his command, and Wu Ming strangled one-tenth of his staff in half a cup of tea.

It's equivalent to ruining Wuming's three years of hard work in half a cup of tea!

"We're not going to kill you, but we're going to invite you to the Dayan Hall. The thing in the wine isn't poison, it's just a drug."

Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, and he said coldly, "Dayan Hall? Is that the organization that aims to recover the remnants of the previous dynasty?"

"The remnants of the previous dynasty? Anyone can say that, but you can't!"

The third master sternly said, and Wuming said coldly, "Why can't I? You have assassinated Ah Jin again and again, and I haven't settled this account with you! If I find your lair, I will not keep any of you. Kill them all!"

The third master's face changed again and again, resisting the urge to tell the truth, and said loudly, "That woman, she is your sworn enemy, you shouldn't be so kind to her!"

"Enemy? Nonsense!"

Nameless looked down at the blood-dripping long sword, "Since you can't say anything useful, there's no use keeping your old life!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed, the third master's expression changed, he jumped up, narrowly dodging the sword, but the sword edge still cut through his sleeve, and made a small cut on his arm, Blood flowed.

Wuming stared at him blankly, "You're pretty good, no wonder you can be their leader, but that's all, I'll send you underground to meet your subordinates soon."

At this moment, the third master suddenly blew a loud whistle.

Wuming's eyes flashed, does he still have helpers?
A large net fell from the sky, and Wuming was about to avoid it, but suddenly four iron chains flew out from the side, entangled his hands and feet, and at the same time, the large net fell, trapping Wuming in it.

Eight old men flashed out from the woods and surrounded Wuming.

When the third master saw the eight old men, he called out one by one, "Big Brother, Second Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother... Ninth Brother."

The oldest old man had a displeased face and an impatient tone, "I need my brothers to help you with this trivial matter. If the master and the eldest son know, where will you put your old face?"

"I don't know either, Er Gong... This man is so powerful, all the people I brought are lost!"

The third master said embarrassingly, and thanked again, "Thank you, brother, for helping me with my brothers."

Seeing that his posture was so low, Master Yi finally looked a little better. He looked at Wuming who was trapped by the net, and his eyes glowed with satisfaction, "It is very good! It is indeed..."

At the critical moment, he came to his senses and immediately swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out.

Wuming stood in the net, motionless, with no expression on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The first master thought he was thinking about how to escape, so he smiled triumphantly, "I advise you not to think about escaping, you can't escape, this is a special net, ordinary weapons can't cut it, you just go obediently with my third brother Take a trip to Dayan Hall."

Wuming stared at him blankly, "You are the remnants of the former dynasty's Dayan Hall, the master you mentioned just now, but the former crown prince Xuanyuanhao? And that eldest son, the former emperor's grandson?"

On the face of the first master who was as old as a dry chrysanthemum, there was a surprised expression, "Second...you remember it?"

"What do you remember?"

Wuming looked at him suspiciously, Master Yi's face changed slightly, he frowned and glanced at Wuming, and said calmly, "It's nothing, if you want to know the answer, you can go to Dayan Hall with my third brother!"

"I have something to do!"

If it wasn't for rushing to Kunlun Mountain to find Tianhe Zen Master, Wuming really wanted to take this opportunity to go deep into the tiger's den to investigate.

When he found Dayan Hall's old lair, he mobilized nearby troops to destroy Dayan Hall in one go.

"Whether you want to go or not is up to you! Originally, you only need to obediently drink third younger brother's medicinal wine and sleep in Dayan Hall. You don't have to suffer, but you are dishonest, so we have to do it! If you offend me , don't blame."

He said, waving his hand, "Take it!"

Wuming looked at the nine old men who surrounded him, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Aren't the nine of you five or six hundred years old together?"

"So what?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I have a principle. If it is not necessary to kill the mission, I will not kill the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, women and children, but it seems that today will make an exception!"

Master Yi's expression froze, just as he was guessing the meaning of Wuming's words, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the powerful sword slashed down, Master Yi didn't even have time to dodge, his whole body was already split in half.

At this moment, Master Yi hadn't breathed his last, he watched the blood explode before his eyes, and heard the other eight brothers exclaiming in grief: "Brother!!!"

Standing in the big net, Wuming stared at the ground with a blank expression. His whole body was cut into two halves, and the blood flowed all over the ground. The first master said coldly, "My sword can't cut through the net. Just cut you off."

Since he was trapped by the big net and chained, he never wanted to escape. Anyway, killing people, where is it not killing?

He looked around the other eight old men with indifferent eyes, such calm and deep eyes made people shudder.

The eight people also came to their senses, they looked at each other, half of them surrounded them, half of them flew into the air, and fled quickly.

It's better to die half of them than to die here.

Wuming looked coldly at the four people left behind, as if looking at the four corpses with indifferent eyes.

(End of this chapter)