Zongwu: Saving Wu Meiniang at the beginning

But distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. There are many powerful people in Xueyue City, but these people are not here after all.

"Why, do you want to ask for help from Xueyue City?" Just as Tiannvrui was deep in thought, her inner thoughts were revealed by Wu Ming.

“What Xueyue City…I…” Tian Nurui instinctively wanted to refute, but after meeting Wu Ming’s determined gaze, she could no longer say the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

"It's not just Xueyue City that values ​​intelligence. Don't forget that I'm from the imperial court. Xueyue City is certainly very strong, but in this era, the one with the loudest voice is the Tang Dynasty. Beili is just a ruined country."

"The Apocalypse Guardians failed to protect Beili, so why do you think they can protect you?"

"It's just a small private matter between you and me. Once it involves Xueyue City, I'm afraid the court will think that Beili's former subordinates still have the intention of rebellion. That would be a disaster."

Wu Ming's face still had a smile as warm as the sun, but Tian Nurui, who saw this smile, could only feel a chill that went down to her bones.

"Humph, I admit that what you said makes sense, but the fact that you said that is enough to prove that you are afraid of Xueyue City and you don't want to confront Xueyue City."

The chill faded away, and Tian Nurui discovered the loophole in Wu Ming's words again. In her opinion, if Wu Ming was really not afraid, he would not have to say those words just now.

"Smart, I like women with brains, but you are wrong about one thing. I am not afraid of trouble, but I hate it. Snow Moon City is indeed a big trouble for me now, but all I need is a little time."

"And the court can give me this little bit of time. Even if Xueyue City really stands up for you, they won't dare to touch me."

"Can't you just let me go?" The little bit of spirit that Tian Nurui had just raised up dissipated again.

"Why should I let you go?" Wu Ming smiled.

"In fact, it's not impossible for me to let you go. If you can send the Snow Moon Sword Immortal to me, I will agree to your request."

"...mmmm...it hurts...forget it. I will never betray Snow Moon City."

"No, then no, but sooner or later, I will let Li Hanyi and you..." Wu Ming spoke boldly, with undisguised ambition in his eyes.

"That's wishful thinking. If you can really do this, I will be convinced by you." Tian Nurui curled her lips, thinking that Wu Ming was just being arrogant and talking nonsense.

"But, I want you to take it orally now."

"I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Don't be like this. You and I both know that if you want me to let you go today, you have to pay something. There is no such thing as a free lunch. The result today will be the cause tomorrow. If you hadn't tried to trick me, things between us wouldn't have developed to this point."

"I will naturally be unwilling to do nothing, but if I do too much, you won't be able to accept it. This is the only and relatively compromising solution I came up with. Remember, it is the only one. Don't bargain with me. I am actually in a good mood today. I am willing to chat with you for so long and give you some time."

"The opportunity has been given to you. What you need to do is to seize it, not to press for it."

“You have to understand the nature of this world. Only the strong have the right to speak. I will give you a chance after today. As long as you can survive three moves in my hands next time we meet, I will let you go again.” Wu Ming knew how to train horses. The rope was in his hand, and he was pulling it between loose and tight, and it was a pull to the limit.

Tian Nvrui had thought about committing suicide before, but Wu Ming dispelled the idea by saying "take advantage of the opportunity".

From that time on, her bottom line became lower, from not being able to go too far, to not going too far, and now to being able to go a little too far.

Of course, she wasn't sure that she could last three moves against Wu Ming the next time they met, but that was still a little hope, wasn't it?

Looking up at Wu Ming, Tian Nurui widened her eyes, as if she wanted to remember Wu Ming's appearance clearly.

The stalemate lasted for about half an incense stick of time. Tian Nvrui's body finally softened and she slowly slid off Wu Ming's legs. Tian Nvrui was good at the three-sword dance. Her body was extremely soft and her mouth and tongue were also very flexible.

hiss……!

In order to appreciate it more clearly, Wu Ming waved his hand to move away the square table that was blocking his view. In his sight, Tian Nurui's originally curvaceous profile was now propped up high, and her two crystal clear ears were now blood-red in shame.

……

After a long time, they looked at each other again. Tian Nurui's eyes were complicated, and she couldn't see much hatred. + Just like Wu Ming said, when you are not used to it, you will get used to it if you work hard.

The bottom line is meant to be broken from the moment it exists.

Just like at this moment, Wu Ming helped her up and gently wiped the corner of her mouth, which made Tian Nurui somewhat moved.

It seems to be illogical, but there is a reason behind it. After all, Wu Ming is essentially an excellent man, although his means are indeed dishonorable.

"Don't blame me for being domineering. I know you like someone named Tang Lian. If I don't do this, how can I get you?" Wu Ming's words were gentle and powerful, like a heavy hammer, hitting Tian Nurui's heart, which brought out some tears and some indescribable emotions.

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Chapter 40: Assassination

In the Beauty Manor at night, the roars of gamblers and the obscene words of prostitutes are everywhere.

There was only one place that was out of tune with the atmosphere here. Xu Weixiong had a cold personality. While others were playing dice, only in front of her was there a chessboard with clear black and white characters.

Her eyes were focused and she was not affected at all by the excitement around her.

Next to her, Jingwei and Ruyan sat on her left and right. Jingwei was even colder, and when Wu Ming was not around, he rarely spoke, let alone smiled.

It seemed that Ruyan was the only one in pain. Fortunately, she found a way to divert her attention. That was to find a palm mirror and focus on appreciating herself.

Women all care about their faces, and Ruyan is even more so. Without Wu Ming's help, sooner or later, her face will slowly become old due to the side effects of the poison illusion technique.

Now that she has found a solution, it can be said that she has recovered what she lost, so of course she wants to take a few more glances at it.

This was supposed to make her happy, but someone wanted to ruin her good mood. A golden note mixed with the scent of roses flew towards her from afar. The note did not carry much force, so Ruyan could catch it easily. But what made her frown was that the word "death" was written in the middle of the note.

"Yue Ji sent the invitation with a smile, and Ming Hou killed people in anger." Ruyan frowned and said. She also made a living by killing people before, so naturally she had a certain understanding of her colleagues in this world. Yue Ji and Ming Hou, a woman and a man, were a relatively famous pair among the killers.

After frowning, Ruyan stood up and looked in the direction where the golden letter came from. There, where there was originally no one, a woman appeared, a radiantly beautiful woman.

Her long lavender hair was softly tied up by a crescent-shaped headdress. Under her thin curved eyebrows, her big, foxy eyes were painted with purple eyeshadow. Her nose was straight with a slightly upturned tip, and under her nose were plump pink lips.

What surprised Ruyan the most was that the bulge under the woman's purple dress was as big as hers. This kind of plumpness was what Wu Ming liked the most.

Ruyan knew clearly that the reason why she was more favored than Tang Chou was because of the tall and majestic couple in front of her. So far, the only one who could compare with her in size was the woman in front of her, Yue Ji. It was a nice name and her master would definitely like her.

"Yueji Minghou, you seem to be getting more and more courageous now."

"We are not the only ones who are brave." Yue Ji covered her mouth and chuckled. Behind her, a burly figure stood quietly, leaning on a big sword as big as a door panel.

Ming Hou doesn't like to speak, so Yue Ji has always been in charge of communication.

"Is there anyone else?" Ruyan frowned slightly and looked around, only to see that the originally bustling Beauty Manor was now unusually quiet. Many people had retreated far away, but there were about ten people who did not retreat but advanced, approaching step by step.

Seeing Ruyan's gaze moving towards them, these people no longer disguised themselves. They all drew their sharp swords, quickened their pace, and silently surrounded and killed the three people.

"Go and help!" Wu Ming stood at the window, watching everything that happened in the yard, and patted Tiannvrui calmly...

Tiannvrui snorted lightly, but did not dare to refuse openly. Instead, she jumped out of the window with a heart full of energy and grievances, one step ahead of everyone else, brandishing three sharp short blades, and rushed straight into the crowd.

Although she was puzzled as to why Tian Nurui had become one of her own so quickly, Ruyan did not give it much thought. She waved her hand and scattered a cloud of poisonous mist before charging into the crowd.

Ruyan moved, and Yueji, who had been preparing for a long time, no longer waited. In just the time it took for an ordinary person to blink an eye, Yueji was already holding the sword in her hand, and her whole body blended into the moonlight. When she reappeared, she had already stabbed Xu Weixiong's throat with a sword.

The sword was extremely fast, accurate and ruthless, and the angle of the sword was even more bizarre. However, this fatal sword not only did not make Xu Weixiong panic at all, but even Jingwei, who was sitting next to her, did not show any abnormal behavior.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to hit, Xu Weixiong flicked his right hand holding the chess piece, and a chess piece flew out and hit the sword. The next moment, Yue Ji and her sword turned into specks of moonlight and dissipated.

At the same time, the shadow on the ground turned into Yue Ji's appearance, and stabbed Xu Weixiong's heart with the sword again. At this time, Jingwei finally moved. Jingwei's sword was unsheathed, and the sword body blocked the tip of the Shuyi sword at the critical moment. The Shuyi sword bent into an arc, but could not move forward half a step. As Jingwei shook the sword with his bare hands, a powerful force forced Yue Ji back.

Yue Ji flew back, using her right foot to gain leverage from Ming Hou's giant golden sword to cushion the force, then looked at Jing Wei with a serious expression.

The knife moved heavily and the sword moved lightly, but she felt an extremely strong force on Jingwei's sword. She turned her head and looked at Minghou. The tacit understanding from years of cooperation made them understand each other's thoughts immediately.

The next moment, Ming Hou swung his sword, and the sword energy turned into several galloping horses, rushing towards Jingwei and Xu Weixiong. Yue Ji, who was originally beside him, hid her tracks again, hiding in the shadows like a poisonous snake, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Ming Hou's power was indeed strong. The sword energy was like a galloping horse, forcing Xu Weixiong and Jing Wei to retreat for the first time. Even the stone table on which the chessboard was placed was turned into powder by this sword.

For the first time, there was a ripple in Xu Weixiong's eyes, as if the chess game was more important than life and death.

However, the current situation did not give her time to think too much, as Lord Ming had already swung his sword again like a tireless machine.

Jingwei grabbed Xu Weixiong, and the sword energy enveloped both of them. He dodged Minghou's attacks. Many times, he dodged not to show weakness, but to enable better attack.

The martial arts of Ming Hou obviously have more advantages in strength. Jing Wei has rich combat experience, so he will not choose to fight hard at this time. In fact, the one that Jing Wei fears the most is not Ming Hou, but the people hiding in the dark. Yue Ji is one of them, and there is another one who has been staring at this side with murderous intent since the beginning of the battle.

As time went by, Jingwei, who was carrying Xu Weixiong as a burden, finally showed signs of fatigue. At this moment, the two people hiding in the dark finally moved. If they did not take action, it would be fine, but if they did, it would be a shocking blow.

A sword that restrains clothes, a sword that has been tempered a hundred times. The sword is like a poisonous snake spitting out its core, and the knife is like an antelope hanging its horns.

The owner of the sword is of course the beautiful Yue Ji, but the man holding the knife is wearing black clothes and a mask, with only a pair of cold and shining eyes showing.

The sword technique is the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword which has been passed down in the martial arts world for a long time. The most famous move is the tiger falling into the flock of sheep. There are many people in the martial arts world who know this sword technique, so naturally it is impossible to judge the origin of this person from the moves.

However, no matter whether it was this proud sword or this confident knife, it once again fell into the air.

Never underestimate a killer who has been hovering between life and death for many years. Jingwei is Jingwei after all. If she had not been injured by the series of battles while she was pregnant, she should have entered the realm of grandmaster long ago.

And Xu Weixiong was by no means a useless princess. Although she was famous for her chess, she had drawn her sword and killed people at the age of thirteen. She had her own unique insights in swordsmanship.

The most likely attack was broken by the two of them working together, and the offense and defense were switched in an instant. The sword of Jingwei Sword was full of energy, and the resolute killing sword instantly wrapped Yue Ji and the man in black in the sword light.

At this time, the battle between Ruyan and Tiannvrui will also end.

Tiannvrui's three-sword dance is a dance of killing. Once the dance starts, every move is an attack, and the fight continues until the enemy is dead.

As for Ruyan, the poison illusion technique combined with the new poison will only be stronger than before.

The extremely poisonous fog corroded weapons wherever it passed, not to mention flesh and blood.

Murong Bo, who was hiding in the dark, had been waiting for Wu Ming to take action. However, at this moment, he could no longer sit still.

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Chapter 41: Crushing

Murong Bo, whose surname is Murong and whose given name is Bo.

When this name was given to him, people probably thought that he would be well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge. However, he had a different understanding of the word "博". "博" means broad and great. He believed that to practice martial arts, one has to see a lot and learn a lot. So when it came to him, he did not study the family martial arts well, but started to work hard to steal secret manuals.

He stole a book here today, and a book there tomorrow. The Murong family's Shi Shui Pavilion was filled with stolen secret books.

Dou Zhuan Xing Yi is originally a unique martial art to divert the opponent's attack force and direction, and its essence lies in giving the opponent a taste of his own medicine. It is a unique martial art where skills are close to Taoism. However, after this magical martial art fell into Murong Bo's hands, he began to abandon the Taoism part and focus on the skills part.

For example, if someone attacked Murong Bo with the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword before, Murong Bo would use the Fighting Stars Shifting Technique to transfer the opponent's force and use it back on himself. But now Murong Bo would draw out an identical sword and kill his opponent with the same move.

To give someone a taste of their own medicine turned into using one's own knife to chop him.

It sounds like just a few words make a difference, but the meaning behind them is a world of difference.

As Ruyan and Tiannvrui completely dealt with the minions and freed themselves to help Jingwei hold Yueji back, the assassination became a joke.

Jingwei fought against Minghou alone. Although the battle was in a stalemate, it was obvious that she had the upper hand.

As for the masked man in black, Wu Ming had already recognized him as Murong Fu. After all, his Purple Demon Pupil had been refined to a high level and he could remember the other person's figure at a glance.

However, the dignified Nan Murong was already in a panic under the attacks of Tian Nurui and Xu Weixiong, and was really not presentable.

Is it because the expectations were too high?

No, no expectations, what to expect from a man.

Murong Bo took action. With the status of a grandmaster, he used the Shaolin Kung Fu of "crossing the river with a reed" to attack Xu Weixiong directly.

“Old man, I finally met you.” Wu Ming’s eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and he descended from the sky like a dragon entering a river, and threw a powerful punch.

His right hand seemed to be wrapped in a golden mesh metal glove. The punch that came down from the sky, carrying the power of heaven and earth, pressed towards Murong Bo. Murong Bo, who had wanted to deal with Xu Weixiong and then turn around to deal with Wu Ming, instantly retracted his previous idea. He could feel that if he continued to insist, he would be crushed into meat paste by Wu Ming's punch before he could touch Xu Weixiong.

At the critical moment, Murong Bo first sent a fierce finger force towards Xu Weixiong, then turned around, stood on the ground in a horse stance, and met Wu Ming's fist with the Shaolin Vajra Palm.

Wu Ming snorted coldly, and swung out a palm wind with his left hand, which neutralized Murong Bo's finger force. The power of his right fist did not decrease, and he still punched Murong Bo like a mountain pressing down on his head.

If you truly master the Four Illuminations, no matter how old you are, the speed of your qi movement will remain unchanged. You will be fast where it should be fast, and slow where it should be slow. Your internal force will be released as you wish, and simple punches and kicks will contain the power of a martial arts saint.

Murong Bo originally wanted to use Xu Weixiong to disrupt Wu Ming's offensive, but he didn't expect that even if Wu Ming came to the rescue, it still had no effect on his punch.

The wind from the fist was whistling, and one could already feel the ferocious power contained in it before it even reached him.

Murong Bo's expression changed again and again as he successively wielded the Vajra Palm, Weituo Palm, Great Compassion Palm, Great Compassion Thousand Leaf Palm, and later the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm, among other advanced martial arts among the 72 unique skills. Each palm stirred the vitality of heaven and earth, but they were all broken by Wu Ming's punch.

The palm wind is like the sea, and I break it with one punch.

"Old man, how are you going to take this punch?"

Wu Ming roared, and the two of them... connected their fists. With a sharp cry of pain, the arrogant Murong Bo had his arm broken by Wu Ming's punch.

Wu Ming is young and strong, and his strength seems to have come easily, but his foundation is actually very solid.

As for Murong Bo, he is considered a grandmaster on the surface, but in reality his strength is extremely weak, with many hidden injuries in his body. Behind the splendor of cooking oil in a raging fire is the reality of running out of oil.

Wu Ming did not give Murong Bo more time to breathe. He used all his strength like a lion fighting a rabbit. After one punch, he followed it with a palm. The fierce palm wind compressed the space around Murong Bo, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Murong Bo had no choice but to use the strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao, and kicked Wu Ming's perineum with the vitality of heaven and earth. To put it simply, it was a crotch kick, but this was a corner that was difficult for any man to accept. However, Wu Ming did not dodge and acted as if he was willing to exchange his injury for his life.

Murong Bo was numb, he had never seen such a fighting style before. There were no exquisite moves, no carefully designed attempts. The punch was just a simple straight punch, and the palm was just a simple iron palm. It was completely about suppressing the opponent with force. They were all at the same level, so please don't bully others like this.