Chapter 67 Siege 1

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  Wearing black clothes, with a full head of white hair that seemed to be blown by an invisible wind, his eyes had an inexplicable look. He looked like he was in his thirties, yet also like he was in his forties or fifties. This person was one of the strongest members of the Zhao family. When they saw Li Gong being beaten until he spat out blood and fainted, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, all the remaining people from the Zhao family looked towards him. But he just stood there quietly, watching Wu Ming unleash his divine power and kill several people, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

  Wu Ming felt a bit strange, this person didn't give him a dangerous feeling, similar to the two attendants before, but those people from the Zhao family...... shouldn't be like that? Could it be because he was a martial artist of the Wudao boundary that the Zhao family took him in? Was this time mainly about him? But Zhao Tianyu shouldn't be that kind of brainless person, right?

  Lv Gong, Li Gong, although both are in the Pre-Heavenly stage, but in terms of strength, they are not opponents for a martial artist like Wu Ming. However, they are definitely not helpless masters either. As for the mastermind behind this, no matter how Wu Ming estimates their strength, it's probably just slightly stronger than those two. It's said that Zhao Tianyu would never find someone like this to deal with himself, that guy is absolutely cunning and ruthless, if he were to make a move, he would definitely aim to eliminate all future troubles.

  But this person isn't very strong, is he?

  Suddenly, the white-haired man spoke up and said: "Your swordsmanship has a mysterious rhythm, very special!"

  Wu Ming was shocked, thinking that the notable thing should be the leg technique, not the sword technique. He had just made a move himself, but it was the Dragon Descending Godly Leg that kicked the man flying with one kick. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that behind the man, there was actually a black cloth wrapped around a long strip-shaped object, which seemed to be a sword. But why did they need to wrap it in cloth?

  What a strange person, it's really too strange! Whoosh, Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat, how did he only notice now that the man had something on his back? They had met several times before, but he hadn't noticed it at all. How could...

  "I'll wait for you!" The white-haired man said, turning around and walking away, with a hint of not intervening.

  "What do you mean by 'the sword is above the sky'?" The other Wang surname attendant standing beside him scolded with a gloomy face, apparently also understanding the meaning of the white-haired man.

  "Honking."

  The white-haired man known as Jian Ling Tian coldly replied with a single sentence, his footsteps continuing to move forward without stopping.

  "Ah..." Wang was about to say something, but found himself unable to utter a word. A surge of anger rose in his chest, and he laughed furiously: "Get him! Take down this little brat! I don't believe it, with so many people we can't take down just one little guy? First-rate Heaven's Chosen? If not for trickery, Old Li alone could have caught you, and you haven't even touched the edge of martial arts realm, yet you dare to offend the Zhao family, asking for death!"

  "Kill!"

  Those guards heard this and shouted, drawing their swords to charge at Wu Ming. Wang Gong's words were like a bell tolling in their hearts. Yes, this kid was just a First Heaven cultivator, what did it matter if he had high-level martial skills? We have so many people on our side, we don't believe we can't wear you out!

  Swarm attack, similar to wheel warfare, and even harder to defend against. Many ants can bite an elephant to death, let alone this kid who is not even a big elephant, at most just a slightly larger ant!

  With these words, each of them was full of confidence, as if they had already grasped Wu Ming's credit in their own hands.

  Wu Ming let out a cold snort, this was the situation he least wanted to encounter. If it were a rotating battle, he wouldn't be afraid, after all, there was still the Nine Yang True Classic holding him up. However, although the Nine Yang True Classic recovered his energy quickly, how fast could it recover? That Wang guy and that Sword Ling Tian hadn't even made a move yet.

  Twelve postnatal or congenital martial artists simultaneously made their move, and Wu Ming was also unable to escape this time.

  "Open all for me!"

  Wu Ming's long sword swept across, knocking away all sorts of incoming weapons. Qing Feng Sword took advantage of the opening to quickly strike out. Each strike brought forth a blood flower, and in an instant, five or six people were severely injured, but not killed.

  "Kill me!"

  A young man with a congenital threefold heavenly aura let out a loud roar, looking at the empty space left behind Wu Ming's back, and slashed down with his knife, as if to split Wu Ming in two. At this time, Wu Ming was completely unable to turn around, and could only take another step forward, wanting to use this to avoid the knife, but the people beside him would not let him have his way, and a sword horizontally blocked Wu Ming's path.

  "Get out!"

  Wu Ming let out a loud cry, and the Clear Wind Sword was like a gust of clear wind that blew past, knocking away the weapons of those people. However, the large knife behind him had already fallen heavily, slashing open a wound over a foot long on his back.

  "Hiss!"

  A sharp pain pierced Wu Ming's heart, causing his eyebrows to furrow tightly as he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Turning around, he pointed with one finger, and a gust of wind shot out. The knife-wielding guard was too slow to react, and before he could even defend himself, a hole the size of a thumb had appeared on his chest, with fresh blood gushing out continuously.

  Wang Gongzhu's face changed color as he watched this scene, unexpectedly being put down by the opponent in an instant. How could they fight like this? Jian Fa let out a surprised cry, indicating that his swordsmanship was extremely high, and his leg technique had directly taken down Old Li, absolutely not ordinary martial skills. But unexpectedly, he also knew finger techniques? It seemed that he himself had to get up too!

  He didn't rush up just to test Wu Ming's foundation, so he had a grasp of the situation. Otherwise, if he rushed up recklessly, he might end up like Li Gong, which was not what he wanted. But who knew that in the blink of an eye, the situation on the field would change drastically? Fortunately, that kid wasn't doing well either, having been injured. As long as he dragged it out a bit longer, by then, that kid's physical strength would probably be exhausted, haha.

  The wound was on his back, Wu Ming was extremely angry, but he quickly returned to the space and exchanged for a healing potion. He also took the opportunity to bandage himself before coming out. Fortunately, there was this cheating device called space, otherwise...otherwise, he would have bled to death.

  Wang was about to make his move when he suddenly froze, this kid's injuries... just now how did he bandage them? How come I didn't see it? Is my eyesight failing me? No way, this kid is too suspicious!

  No matter what, Wang gritted his teeth and was determined to get on!

  "Up, come on up! I don't believe you can still run!"

  Wang shouted loudly and pounced forward, his palms pressing down on Wu Ming's head like Mount Tai.

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