My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Wang Ziru was stunned, his mind momentarily blanking out.

They were just having a passionate interaction, saying they were willing to dedicate everything to the great cause of Huangtian, so why are they suddenly asking for someone else's head?

But soon his face turned extremely ferocious.

Clearly, this bastard in front of him was just playing with him.

"You're asking for it!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, a murderous intent flashing within them.

Lu Ming's lips curled slightly, but he said nothing.

However, in his right hand, a small knife had silently slipped into his palm.

Shaped like a willow leaf and as thin as a cicada's wing, it gleamed with a chilling light under the moonlight.

"Huh? What's that? No... I'll die!"

Wang Ziru first raised an eyebrow, then his expression changed drastically, the threat of death piercing his heart like an ice pick.

His body suddenly surged, leaving behind afterimages, as he chose to flee.

Having roamed the martial world for many years, he has survived to this day among the many talents of Dazhao only because of his keen intuition and agile skills.

He earned the nickname "Shadow Walker" and made his name on the Dragon and Tiger List.

At that moment, he followed his instincts completely, without the slightest hesitation, and fled for his life.

But Lu Ming merely raised his eyes slightly and suddenly flicked his right hand.

A strong wind howled, and a cold glint flashed and disappeared.

Wang Ziru's figure had just stepped out of the threshold when he suddenly stopped.

Before he knew it, a cold light had pierced through his forehead.

The throwing knife, still powerful, embedded itself directly in the wooden door of the courtyard, its blade trembling incessantly and emitting a faint buzzing sound like a mosquito.

"Um?"

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, but there was no joy on his face.

Not a single drop of blood flowed from the other person's wound.

He moved swiftly and arrived in the courtyard.

In the left corner, another Wang Ziru was clutching his bleeding right arm, staring at him in disbelief.

Behind Lu Ming, a yellow talisman drawn with cinnabar was slowly falling, with a shocking crack in its center.

"How is this possible... Blood clotting? There's even such a martial art?"

Wang Ziru's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

The sheer terror of narrowly escaping death completely robbed him of his usual composure.

If it weren't for the [Shadow Shifting Talisman] he had exchanged for with his past merits within the sect, he would already be dead by now.

Lu Ming's strength surprised him greatly.

Not only had his cultivation level broken through to the Blood Condensation Realm, but his martial arts skills in controlling flying knives also filled him with fear.

"Who on earth was it? Which bastard actually taught martial arts to this lowly commoner!"

His face was contorted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The advanced martial arts techniques, which were clearly monopolized by powerful families and sects, were obtained by a lowly commoner.

This made him realize that things had completely slipped out of his control, something he had previously been complacent about.

Lu Ming squinted at him for a while before slowly speaking:

"Shadow Walker... a talisman? Interesting."

Seeing the bookish scholar he had previously manipulated display such contempt, Wang Ziru was instantly filled with rage:

"Good, very good... I didn't expect you to be so good at hiding your strength. But do you think you've already won?"

He sneered, "I may not be able to beat you... but the Chief Priest can. Once I explain everything to the Chief Priest, you can expect to kill yourself!"

As he finished speaking, he reached into his robes and took out nine talismans that were exactly the same as the previous ones, his eyes filled with heartache.

It was these teleportation talismans, combined with his own martial arts technique, "Wind Chasing Step"—

That's how he earned the formidable reputation of "Shadow Runner" and repeatedly escaped death from the hands of top Blood Condensation Realm prodigies on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking.

These teleportation talismans were all earned through his accumulated merits over the years, and each one is priceless.

But now, survival is the priority, and there's no time to worry about anything else.

"Teleportation Talisman...Activate!"

He held the talisman in his hands, his blood surging.

The cinnabar on the talisman suddenly lit up, and nine figures abruptly fled in all directions.

Countless afterimages appeared, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, while a stream of azure energy gathered.

He unleashed the full power of the Wind Chasing Step, dragging these afterimages as he swiftly fled into the distance, about to leave the courtyard.

Lu Ming watched Wang Ziru perform his actions quietly, a slight smile appearing on his lips:

"interesting."

Immediately, he grabbed at the wooden door with his right hand.

The throwing knife shot into my hand, buzzing and vibrating in my palm.

He murmured softly, "Have you ever heard of 'catching a knife in the wind'?"

Wang Ziru ran for his life, a cold smile playing on his lips:

I don't care whether you're wielding a knife in the wind or in the rain.

How could a mortal like you possibly break the talismans created by the Great Teacher of Virtue?

However, at that moment, countless cyan light spots frantically converged on Lu Ming and the throwing knife in his hand.

Immediately, he raised his right hand, and the throwing knife shot out.

Lu Ming, the man moves with the blade!

"Hey——!"

A sudden, sharp whistling sound erupted in the wind, the shadow of a blade pierced the air, and the man danced with the blade.

The afterimages were pierced by the flying knives, turning into tattered talismans that fell to the ground.

As the throwing knife hurtled towards the last figure, Wang Ziru, his face filled with horror, roared:

"Spare...spare my life...otherwise...your mother too..."

However, Lu Ming remained indifferent, his right hand loosely gripping the hilt of the knife, and then he suddenly pushed it away.

A piercing sound of a blade rang out, and a cold glint suddenly pierced through his brow!

"boom--"

Wang Ziru's body fell limply from the air, lying on his back with his eyes wide open, filled with resentment and despair.

As a top talent on the Dragon and Tiger List and a direct descendant of the Taiping Dao, he clearly had a bright future ahead of him.

Unexpectedly, he died here, at the hands of a lowly commoner whom he thought he could manipulate at will.

Lu Ming landed slowly, knife in hand, his face calm as still water.

He bent down and searched Wang Ziru's body, finding three thousand taels of gold notes and a bottle of marrow-refining pills.

"Hmph, he helped the needy and rescued the poor, but he ended up being richer than the city's powerful families."

Lu Ming sneered, looked at the gold notes in his hand, and kicked the corpse disdainfully.

If someone could carry such wealth on their person, one can only imagine how much of the people's wealth they had plundered.

suddenly--

"hold head high--!"

"roar--!"

The resounding roars of dragons and tigers grew louder as they approached, echoing in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the weather changed drastically.

A fierce wind howled, and a giant tiger, hundreds of feet long, appeared in the sky, its thousand eyes radiating golden light.

Dark clouds gathered, and a hundred-foot-long azure dragon meandered through the sea of ​​clouds, its head suddenly emerging from the clouds.

Immediately, the dragon and tiger chased each other as they soared into the sky, circling upwards.

In the midst of their clash, a golden list emerged from their mouths, hanging between heaven and earth—

[Dragon and Tiger List]

[A martial artist named Lu Ming has now killed "Shadow Runner" Wang Ziru in Yinhu County...]

On the list, lines of text flashed continuously.

Finally, at the bottom, the old text faded away, and new text slowly refreshed like ripples:

[Ranked ninety-third on the Dragon and Tiger List, Lu Ming, who catches a knife in the wind!]

Lu Ming stared dumbfounded at the glittering golden list in the sky.

It wasn't just the extraordinary nature of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking that shocked him, but also that giant tiger—

It was none other than his old acquaintance, the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva.

"This is... a big problem," he murmured.

Outside, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from afar, surging in like a tide.