Zongwu: Saving Wu Meiniang at the beginning

Wu Ming snorted in disdain, and in front of Xiaoyaozi's depressed eyes, he rushed forward with his fist swinging. His fist was very big, and although not as powerful as the hammer before, it was more powerful.

Compared to Xiaoyaozi's passive defense, Wu Ming completely gave up defense and used fists, palms, elbows, feet, knees and legs.

Like a humanoid weapon, every part of his body has been developed into a weapon, and he would even deliver a headbutt from time to time.

No one could predict where his next attack would start and where it would end. Xiaoyaozi had been able to take root from the very beginning, but in the end, every attack from Wu Ming would force him to take a few steps back.

Without being able to keep his feet on the ground, the tunnel could not stably rely on the earth veins, so his defense was gradually becoming weaker.

Naturally, this scene was seen by Wu Ming, who immediately showed some regret in his eyes, and even had the thought of letting the opponent win. However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he gave it up. Instead of holding back and fighting uncomfortably, he might as well let go and throw as many punches as he could.

"Damn it, little dog, can you do it?"

Wu Ming cursed angrily, and a sharp sonic boom sounded in the air the moment he swung his fist. The Snow Girl, who was already retreating step by step at the hands of the Great Siming, was directly shocked by the explosion and her ears began to bleed. The next moment, she was hit in the lower abdomen by the Great Siming's Yin-Yang Hand, and fell to the ground after spitting blood.

The Great Sima flew over and was about to make a ruthless finishing blow, but suddenly stopped and simply sealed the Snow Girl's true qi, then picked her up and retreated far away.

Coincidentally, the Snow Girl's lightness skill was quite good. The two of them were not originally in this position. In order to avoid the Great Sima Ming's moves, they flashed into the battle range of Wu Ming and Xiaoyaozi, and thus suffered the unexpected disaster.

The Snow Girl felt bitter in her heart. Now that her meridians were sealed, she was at the mercy of others and the road ahead was bleak. Xiaoyaozi, who had been coveted by them as a person of high hope, was now passively being beaten and did not show any of the demeanor of an immortal god on earth.

But she didn't know that Xiaoyaozi's life was more miserable than her, even a thousand times more miserable.

At this moment, he also realized that Wu Ming's strong physique was definitely enough to fight against the Buddha's Vajra.

He knew better than anyone how this body of his had reached the level of immortal gods on land. A Vajra in the flesh already had the strength to defeat immortal gods on land, let alone a fake like him.

With Wu Ming's kick like a dragon's tail, Xiaoyaozi was blown away by the fierce force, and the Three Talents Fighting Formation was violently destroyed by Wu Ming. Xiaoyaozi, who was originally a tall man, was now like a broken mat, floating weakly in the air, and his body was torn apart by Wu Ming's fist in the next moment.

However, just as Wu Ming was about to stop, a soul flew out from Xiaoyaozi's head, left a curse, and floated away in an instant.

The speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the speed of light. Wu Ming naturally could not catch up.

"You little bastard, just wait for me. Next time I see you, I will give you a good beating."

What surprised Wu Ming was that Xiaoyaozi's words not only did not contain any murderous intent, but were even somewhat... gentle.

No, it was too gentle. It was more like the satisfaction of a senior expert who saw someone succeed. Although he was inevitably a little angry, there was no hostility at all.

This made Wu Ming really confused. He was transported to this world and there was no question about his life experience. How could an ancestor suddenly appear?

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Wu Ming shook his head indifferently and looked around. Only the battle between Yue Shen and the leader of the Mohist school, and the two brothers Zong Heng were worth watching.

But it is just worth looking at, not enough to catch the eye.

After thinking about it, Wu Ming appeared behind Yue Shen in a flash, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped the plump buttocks of Yue Shen without hesitation.

The soft touch made him happy, and the slight depression in his heart also completely dissipated at this moment.

"Your butt is so perky, but your fighting ability is really unbearable to watch. Beating up a piece of trash can make you so tired."

"You..." Yue Shen covered her sore butt and looked at Wu Ming hatefully. This bastard was really out of line. He could do such shameless things at any time.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming had no intention of standing there waiting for her to scold him. The undispersed aura in his body rose up again, and he rushed towards the leader of the Mohist School with force. With just one punch, Mo Mei, who was known as the Mohist School's magic sword, was bent by him. Then he punched the opponent in the chest with undiminished force, and knocked the man away.

"Yan Dan, are you Yan Dan?" The Moon Goddess spoke in surprise as she looked at the Mohist leader whose hat had been knocked over and whose facial disguise had been shattered by Wu Ming's blow.

"Ahem, I have met the Moon Goddess before, but I didn't expect that the situation would be like this when we met again." Yan Dan coughed out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat. His fierce expression suddenly changed and he became elegant.

"Yan Dan, the former Crown Prince of Yan, has caught another big fish."

"You Mohists are really interesting." Wu Ming pretended to be surprised, but he was actually calm inside. Knowing too much would bring trouble, and most of the time he would be forced to perform.

"Where's Sister Yanfei?"

"I don't know the whereabouts of my wife."

"Hmph, you don't know? How could you not know?" The Moon Goddess's expression turned cold, and spells appeared on her fingertips. The move she used was surprisingly from the Yin-Yang School's secret soul-searching technique.

"Who is this Yan Fei who is so angry?"

"Daddy?"

"Is that daddy?" Just as Moon Goddess was about to take action, a small figure staggered over. His short legs made it difficult for him to move in the messy martial arts field.

"Yue'er, don't go over there." Duanmu Rong had just reacted to the news that the leader of the Mohist school was Yan Dan, and hurriedly chased after him. However, before she could get close, Yue'er was easily moved by Wu Ming and flew into his arms.

It has a small, chubby body with a unique fragrance, and it is very comfortable to hug.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Several people can't take down one person. The Grandmaster is exhausted, but the Grandmaster is also not that strong? There is no need to leave anyone alive. Kill those who should be killed." Wu Ming, who was holding Yue'er, didn't care about the communication between father and daughter. He directly sent a message to let Luowang's people kill them.

It’s okay for Gai Nie, but people like Jing Ke and Gao Jianli, is it a waste of rice to keep them?

Following Wu Ming's order, the people of Luowang went crazy and soon saw results. Then some of them helped Xuan Jian to kill Jing Ke, while the other part went to assist those guys in Liusha who were just paddling around.

Wu Ming chose to send a telepathic order because he didn't want to cause trouble for himself by sleeping with a girl. When the time comes, he can push it off. Although Duan Mu Rong and the others may not believe it, they will always pretend to believe it when they are helpless. People will lie to themselves when they have no choice.

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Chapter 160: Father Poisons His Son

"Xiao Zhuang, can we put aside the dispute between you and me for now and make the decision later? Let me go and help Brother Jing escape from the disaster first." Gai Nie stared at Wei Zhuang sincerely, his eyes gentle, as if he was looking at a child who would never grow up.

The two brothers who were originally fighting fiercely, temporarily stopped their attacks at this moment. Wei Zhuang was eager to fight, but Gai Nie was absent-minded, because the people from Luo Wang suddenly became much crazier and used more desperate moves.

Among the many leaders of the Mohist school, only Jing Ke was still struggling to fight, but he was also in danger under the siege of the crowd.

Wei Zhuang was dissatisfied with Gai Nie and felt a little jealous in his heart. He and Gai Nie were both disciples of Guiguzi. Before leaving the sect, the contemporary Guiguzi once said that the two must fight, and the winner would be the next Guiguzi.

Wei Zhuang did not practice a heartless sword technique, and neither did Gai Nie. Naturally, there was affection between the two brothers, but it was a pity that they inherited Guiguzi's martial arts but not his strategies. Wei Zhuang had been a general in the old Han for a period of time. After his defeat, he set up his own killer organization in order to hone his sword skills.

Gai Nie is even more speechless. He played the role of brotherhood with Jing Ke and became brothers with him. Moreover, because of Jing Ke's words, he resolutely entered the court and became the chief swordsman of the Tang Emperor, just to protect Gongsun Liji.

Later, when Gongsun Liji was in danger of losing her life, he was entrusted by her to bring Prince Tianming out of the palace.

He lived a life of being hunted by his junior fellow apprentice, but relying on his superb swordsmanship, he managed to send Tang Tianming to the Mo family mechanical city and handed him over to Jing, Fei Yangyang and Ke.

In terms of martial arts brotherhood, Gai Nie really did the best. If it were better, he would have to give up all his skills, pass on his inheritance to Tian Ming, and then die tragically, so that people can be emotionally sublimated.

At that time everyone will surely shout loudly, saying that those who are loyal are mostly butchers, and those who are unfaithful are mostly scholars, and then drink half a jar of wine, smash the rest on the ground, and with this crisp sound, say that someone is a true hero.

However, these possibilities would only happen if Gai Nie rushed forward to help. How could Wei Zhuang let Gai Nie go and die?

He could see that his senior brother's swordsmanship was indeed slightly better than his own, but only slightly. Even if he cooperated with them to stop Luowang's men, what would happen to the Yin-Yang family? How would Wu Ming, who had beaten Xiaoyaozi to death, respond?

Therefore, in the face of Gai Nie's request, Wei Zhuang did not give any response, but raised the shark tooth without hesitation and directly used the unique move of Guiguzi's horizontal sword technique. This move was called "Across the Eight Directions". Wei Zhuang was confident that he could use this move to hold Gai Nie for ten breaths.

And at that time, Jing Ke would definitely die.

One breath, two breaths…seven and a half breaths…

Well, Wei Zhuang still overestimated himself. The Hundred-Step Flying Sword and the Crossing Eight Directions collided, and the wooden sword in Gai Nie's hand pointed at his neck. He didn't even last ten breaths.

But Gai Nie would not kill him, and although Wei Zhuang was defeated, a smile appeared on his face. Jing Ke died.

At the moment of death, a flash of sword light flew up and penetrated into Tang Tianming's sea of ​​consciousness, passing on his lifelong martial arts experience.

At this time, Wu Ming also received a message from Wu Zhao from the Black Widow.

The content was simple. Li Zhi met her in person, and the implication of his words was simply that he wanted to spare Tang Tianming's life. Wu Zetian didn't really want to kill Tang Tianming, so she naturally let him go.

After all, I got some benefits from connecting with Tang Tianming.

As for what it was, Wu Zhao did not say in the letter, and Wu Ming did not want to know.

It doesn’t really matter whether Tang Tianming lives or dies. Compromise is an art.

"I didn't expect that Yue'er is the former princess of Yan." Wu Ming touched Yue'er's head and put her down from his arms. For him, if Tang Tianming was not dead, a lot of trouble could be avoided. This little girl was involved in a lot of things. In addition to being very valuable herself, she was also the daughter of Concubine Yan, the disciple of Duanmu Rong, and involved a bunch of women from the Yin-Yang family. For Wu Ming, these were all possible rewards.

With such a system in place, how could he be bothered by having too many women?

Looking at the system interface and the new tasks that popped up, Wu Ming smiled even more happily.

I didn’t expect that the Yin-Yang family would also trigger a series of tasks, but the Yin-Yang family does have many beauties, and it’s not surprising that they can initiate group tasks.

"Yue'er, you must stay close to Miss Rong in the future. She will protect you. Daddy will not be able to accompany you in the future... Don't let anyone come over. Let me go, or I will kill her." Yan Dan's loving eyes suddenly turned cold, and his right hand grabbed Yue'er's neck at this time.

In a flash, everything that happened before his eyes was beyond Wu Ming's expectations. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. What's going on?

The surprise on Yue'er's face had not yet faded. She still had many questions, but before she could ask them, her own father grabbed her neck.

He pinched very tightly, but his arms were very steady, firm and decisive, without a single moment of hesitation.

The light in her eyes disappeared, and her star-studded pupils suddenly became dim.

"You beast, Yue'er is your daughter, what are you doing?" Duanmu Rong's body shrank, and Wu Ming took the opportunity to half-hug her. Her waist was quite thin, but it felt soft to the touch, giving people a feeling of plumpness.

The people from Luowang surrounded them step by step. Blood was dripping from each of their swords. After the blood fell to the ground, the sword light became eerie again.

They didn't care about the life or death of the little girl. As long as Wu Ming gave the order, Yan Dan would be hacked to pieces.

"Don't come over here, Lord Wu, don't you want her? As long as you let me go, she will be yours. It's the will of her parents and the words of the matchmaker. I am her father and she must listen to me." Yan Dan looked around nervously, and his five fingers contracted subconsciously. Yue'er suddenly had difficulty breathing, and her little face turned red, with even a faint bruise visible.

"Tell them not to move, please." Duanmu Rong didn't care if she was being taken advantage of or not. She grabbed Wu Ming's collar with her bare hands and pulled, begging.

"Haha, it's a really good show, and a big show."

"The father is strangling his daughter's neck and trying to survive. Yan Dan, Yan Dan, you have to admit that you are worse than me." Wu Ming grabbed Duanmu Rong's small hand and squeezed it gently. After comforting her a little, he waved his hand to let Xuan Jian and others stop.

"Master Wu...save Yue'er." Duanmu Rong ignored her previous dislike for Wu Ming, and her clear eyes were filled with tears of anxiety.

"I can save you, but you'll be mine from now on." Wu Ming lifted Duanmu Rong's chin and said seriously.

"you……."

"You can't let me save you in vain!" Wu Ming said with a smile.

"I……."

"Sister Rong, don't... wuwu..."

"Miss Rong..."

"I promise you." Duanmu Rong closed her eyes and a tear fell on Wu Ming's fingertips.

"Okay, Yan Dan, you can go now."

"I have one more request."

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Chapter 161: The Mysterious Man

"I have one more request."

“Haha…” Wu Ming looked at Yan Dan who went back on his word and was so angry that he laughed.

"Tell me, what is your request?" After laughing, Wu Ming asked directly without waiting for Duanmu Rong to speak again.

"I want Tang Tianming. I want to take Tang Tianming away."

"why?"

"Let me think about it. Tang Tianming is the son of His Majesty and Concubine Li. He is a prince. You are the former crown prince of Yan State. Your goal has always been to restore the country."

"You took advantage of Jing Ke and the opportunity when Concubine Li was banished to the cold palace to bring Tang Tianming out of Chang'an and bring him to the Mo family mechanical city. Now you have placed Tang Tianming in such an important position. What are you planning?"

"But that's not right. Tang Tianming is just a little prince, not the crown prince. Even if he were the crown prince, it wouldn't shake the Tang Dynasty today. What do you want?"

"Is there any secret about the prince?" Wu Ming casually called Tang Tianming to his side and looked him up and down carefully. Anyway, with his ability, he didn't find any secrets.

No one noticed that at this moment, Wu Ming's eyes were as dark as ink, and when he lowered his head, there was a faint flash of magic light.

"Prince Tianming, are you willing to exchange your own safety for Miss Yue'er?"

"I am willing." Tang Tianming lowered his head, his voice trembling a little, as if he was afraid. Without waiting for Wu Ming to speak again, he walked towards Yan Dan and Yue'er step by step.

A hint of ecstasy flashed in Yan Dan's eyes, but even at this moment, he did not let go of Yue'er in his hands. That slender, snow-white neck seemed to be his life-saving straw.

However, he was happy too early. The joy in his eyes soon turned into pain. Tianming was no longer the simple child he used to be. Even if he was simple before, he was no longer simple after accepting Jing Ke's inheritance. What's more, there was Wu Ming, the sixth brother, who was doing mischief.

Tianming walked not far from Yan Dan, and suddenly a devilish light flashed in his eyes. The next moment, a strange weapon suddenly appeared in his hand. If the old man Ban from the Mohist school was awake, he should be able to recognize this thing. This weapon has a very Mohist name, called Fei Gong.

He is the master of Mohist mechanical arts and can assemble them into any weapon. At this time, Feigong is a sword in Tianming's hand. Holding the sword, Tianming used Jing Ke's signature martial arts, killing one person in five steps.

Under Wu Ming's control, Tian Ming unleashed enough potential, killing one person every five steps. It was enough to kill Yan Dan, let alone cut off one of his arms.

The sword made of non-attack force was extremely sharp. With one strike of the sword, Yan Dan's arm that was holding Yue'er was completely severed. The cut was very neat, without even a trace of bone.

Screams were accompanied by spurting blood, and at this time Yue'er had already been captured by Wu Ming. The hand that was grasping her neck and her arm were instantly burned to ashes by Wu Ming.

"Yue'er." Duanmu Rong felt like she was reborn. She snatched Yue'er from Wu Ming's hands, and soon heard Yue'er's crying.

After cutting off Yan Dan's arm, Tianming took a few steps back and fainted.