Heaven rewards those who work hard: There is no bottleneck in my martial arts

Chapter 137 Chen Family Village Destroyed, Beautiful Women and Prostitution

"Hurry up, activate the defensive formation left by the owner. As long as the defensive formation is activated, even the bravery realm may not be able to attack."

Some core figures in Chenjiazhuang began to run around and cry out, hoping to cheer up the disciples in Chenjiazhuang and boost their morale.

Standing at the door, Zhao Hongming's eyes froze, and almost as soon as they took action, he launched the secret martial art, and rushed in front of the elders of Chenjiazhuang within a few breaths.

In the entire Chenjiazhuang, apart from Chen Shenghai's only Bravery Realm, the highest cultivation level of the others is the Xiantian Realm, and there is almost no room for fighting back against a monster like Zhao Hongming.

There was a middle-aged man with white beard and hair, with strong vitality and blood. He threw himself at Zhao Hongming as if he was dead.

The whole body's qi is retrograde, intending to exchange his life for injury.

In the end, he didn't even touch Zhao Hongming's clothes, and was pierced through Zhao Hongming's skull with two fingers.

The other Chen family disciples were horrified when they saw this scene.

The hope that still rose in their hearts was ruthlessly crushed by Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming pulled out his two fingers on the skull with a blank expression, brought out a string of white brains, and pressed forward step by step.

"Quick start the formation!"

Some people didn't want to accept their fate, they yelled and united with others to besiege and kill Zhao Hongming, trying to gain time to activate the formation.

Facts have proved that in the face of absolute power, this is all in vain.

What they did did not slow down Zhao Hongming's footsteps.

Two cyan, slender arms emerged from behind Zhao Hongming, as if a god and demon had descended into the world.

Every time the blue arm made a move, it took away the life of a disciple of the Chen family village.

A young student from Chenjiazhuang stood above a gossip pattern, holding a triangular flag in his hand, sweating profusely.

His eyes glanced at Zhao Hongming from time to time, his face turned pale, and he even said the proficient formula wrong many times.

After many attempts, he finally managed to complete the preparations for the formation. His face was filled with joy, and he threw down the triangular formation flag in his hand.

However, the moment the array flag was about to touch the ground, his wrist was clamped tightly.

The young disciples from Chenjiazhuang raised their heads, and they were scared out of their wits.

At some point, Zhao Hongming had already stood by his side, pinching his wrist with one hand.

Behind the leader of the Ming Cult, there were broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere.

Looking around, he was the only Chen family disciple who was still alive within ten steps.

"I see that Wang's family, the county guard, and Shangxianmen all like to use this triangular flag. I'm curious, what is this triangular flag?" Zhao Hongming said calmly.

The young disciple of the Wang family said in a daze, "I... I don't know... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, and the clamped wrist felt a huge force and was directly crushed.

"This is the Wang family's secret technique between the way of immortality and martial arts, and we only know a little bit." The young man in Chenjiazhuang said quickly.

"A secret technique between immortality and martial arts?" Zhao Hongming suddenly became more interested, just as the Wang family was almost destroyed, so he could search for it.

"This is all the secret method of the Wang family. What does your Chen family have?"

"Yes..." The young man paused and suddenly got stuck. He couldn't think of any advanced martial arts in their Chenjiazhuang.

If you think about it carefully, their Chenjiazhuang martial arts is really average, otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so many years to give birth to a warrior of the martial arts realm.

"It seems that you are an unlearned disciple. Forget it, I'll go explore on my own." Zhao Hongming sighed faintly, and with a wave of his arm, the Dharma Appearance that appeared behind him completely slapped the head of the young disciple in front of him. broken.

The headless corpse shook twice in front of Zhao Hongming's eyes, and fell down weakly.

The cyan arm that appeared behind Zhao Hongming gradually retracted, turning into a cyan mist that wrapped around Zhao Hongming's body and gradually dissipated.

He looked around.

The originally depressing battle situation was quickly reversed after he joined.

Many disciples of Mingjiao successfully broke through the defense of Chenjiazhuang and rushed in smoothly.

Pei Zhaoan from the Mingjiao Leopard Hall rushed over at this moment, and said happily, "The leader is mighty!"

Zhao Hongming's tone was filled with dissatisfaction: "A Chenjiazhuang actually cost you so much energy. I'm so disappointed. Why are you still standing? Are you free?"

Convinced by Zhao Hongming's methods, Pei Zhao'an's expression changed, and he hurriedly took the lead and joined other battles.

The whole Chenjiazhuang was in chaos.

There were crying and killing everywhere.

Zhao Hongming stood with his arms tied, his eyes were as calm as water, without any emotional fluctuations.

He silently compared Chenjiazhuang disciples with Wei Wuzu, and felt that such an organizational form as martial arts forces could be swept into the dustbin of history.

If the soldiers of Wei were all of their cultivation level, although the warriors facing the martial arts level would not be opponents, they would not be unable to organize a counterattack at all.

There is no suspense in the following situation. With Zhao Hongming's participation, Chenjiazhuang was completely destroyed.

Chang Wubing quietly walked by and said with an apologetic expression: "Your Highness, this subordinate deserves death for his incompetence."

"Let's raise your cultivation. Otherwise, Gu will just want to promote you in the future, and there will be no suitable reason." Zhao Hongming said casually.

Compared to other members of Mingjiao, he is undoubtedly much more patient with a confidant like Chang Wubing.

Chang Wubing had been tempted many times by him when he just crossed over. He was a reliable person and loyal to him.

Cultivation and resources can be slowly cultivated, but this loyalty is not necessarily the case.

In his opinion, such qualities are much more important than those martial arts talents.

"Your Highness, there are still many female relatives in Chenjiazhuang, what do you want to do with them?" Chang Wubing remembered this and began to ask Zhao Hongming for advice.

Now that Zhao Hongming is an adult, he doesn't have any maids by his side, which seems a little too deserted. As a personal bodyguard, he can't help but think about this.

"You can figure it out for yourself." Zhao Hongming said casually, "Let's go here first and see what's in Chenjiazhuang."

He walked forward at a leisurely pace, and walked to the warehouse of Chenjiazhuang according to the guidance of his subordinates.

The three-meter-high wooden door opened, revealing the magnificent scene inside.

There are all kinds of silks and satins, jewelry and jade, which fill the room.

In one corner, there were neatly stacked gold bars, five large boxes of wish stones, and some scattered pills.

In addition, the depths of the warehouse are full of rice, enough for hundreds of people for a year.

Zhao Hongming didn't have much feeling for these materials: "Where is the martial arts in Chenjiazhuang?"

For a martial arts force, martial arts and high-level martial arts are the foundation of standing.

These gold and silver properties are on the contrary.

Under Zhao Hongming's order, some subordinates quickly presented the martial arts collected in Chenjiazhuang one by one.

Zhao Hongming found a quiet study room and began to read carefully.

The main martial art practiced by Chen Jiazhuang is a martial art called Fu Hu Zhen Tian Kung Fu. From Zhao Hongming's point of view, although this martial art is not a fairy martial art, it can be regarded as an upper-middle level of martial arts in Jianghu.

The main thing is to practice "tiger strength" and temper the body to become as fierce as a tiger, strong and ruthless.

However, the process of practicing this technique is very painful. It needs to hit the body with external objects every day, so that the muscles of the whole body are torn, regrown, and constantly transformed.

Chen Shenghai was able to practice this technique to the level of bravery, and he was indeed a person with great perseverance.

Except for the martial art of crouching tiger and shaking the sky, the rest of the dozens of martial arts books in Chenjiazhuang are very ordinary, and there are not many outstanding points.

It can be seen that Chenjiazhuang does not have much background and is relatively weak overall.

If it weren't for Chen Shenghai's support, this Chen family village might not even be as powerful as a second- and third-rate martial arts.

The entire Chenjiazhuang can be said to have risen because of Chen Shenghai alone, and it can be said that it is very good.

To be honest, Zhao Hongming was a little disappointed when he found out the roots of Chenjiazhuang, it was far from what he expected.

We can only see if the Wang family can surprise him later.

Now that the matter in Chenjiazhuang is basically over, it doesn't make much sense for him to stay here, so he went back home and handed over some of the finishing work here to Chang Wubing and others.

The fact that "Wei Wuji" belongs to Prince Wu's Mansion, Zhao Hongming also boldly informed the Mingjiao people here, so that they could cooperate with each other without getting sick.

As the leader of the Ming Cult, the strength he displayed during the attack on Chenjiazhuang was all convincing, so no one below him dared to disobey what he said and began to fully cooperate.

"Go! Hurry up."

At this time, someone drove a bunch of Yingying and Yanyan's female relatives past.

The rich smell of rouge powder penetrated into Zhao Hongming's nostrils.

He looked back subconsciously, and found that there were four or five beautiful women behind him, who were driven away crying.

Behind them, there are some women with ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes.

Compared with the former, these women suffered more tragically.

Most of them are disheveled, as if they have experienced a lot, and most of them have dull eyes.

There are about dozens of these women.

Zhao Hongming heard that Chen Shenghai, the governor of the county, is usually a womanizer and has many women in his family.

Now it seems that the rumors outside are not groundless.

He took a closer look and found that among the few women walking in the front, there was a woman who was extremely outstanding in figure and appearance.

She is about 25 or [-] years old, with a plump figure and a charming appearance.

There is a smell of a mature woman all over her body.

Every smile seems to be charming.

The white skin above the chest is like solidified lard, exposed.

The woman seemed to have noticed Zhao Hongming's eyes, met his eyes, smiled at him in a neither humble nor overbearing way, and brushed past him.

After confirming that the matter of Chenjiazhuang was almost handled, Zhao Hongming didn't stay in Chenjiazhuang any longer, and asked someone to bring Baoju, and quickly returned to Luling City.

What happened at the bottom of the lake in Wang's compound still made him quite concerned.

Entering Luling City, there were many pedestrians on the road, Zhao Hongming couldn't help slowing down.

There was constant hawking on the street, and Zhao Hongming found a lot of people gathered under a restaurant.

He happened to be passing by.

Zhao Hongming rode a tall horse with a high gaze, and he could clearly see that the person surrounded by the crowd was a woman.

The woman had long legs like chopsticks and a slender figure. She was standing with a sword expressionless.

On her side, there was a sign with the words "selling one's body" impressively written on it.

Zhao Hongming stared at this woman's face for a while, and found it familiar. After a while, he suddenly remembered that this was the woman from Qingtianlou he met when he first arrived in Yingjun.

If I remember correctly, this woman's name should be Jing Qiaoyan.

The crowd around pointed at Jing Qiaoyan, and some couldn't help but stepped forward to inquire.

"How do you sell yourself?"

Jing Qiaoyan said without any hesitation: "As long as you destroy the Shangxian Sect, I can be your slave or your maid, or you can be a fragrant girl."

Hearing her request, all the people present gasped.

Shangxianmen has developed extremely rapidly during this period, and everyone in Luling knows that this is a martial arts force that is not easy to mess with.

Not to mention, there are rumors that there are many immortal methods in Shangxianmen.

Not to mention destroying the Shangxianmen, even killing the Taoist priest of the Shangxianmen is not an easy task.

The request made by this woman is simply not something that martial artists like them can achieve.

A handsome middle-aged man said: "Girl, I am the leader of the Tiger and Lion Gang. How about this? As long as you follow me, I will give you the title of wife, okay?"

Someone in the crowd immediately retorted: "You have such a beautiful idea. This girl said when she came here that she is at the Aperture Realm. At such a young age, she will be easy to train in the future. Maybe she will be a martial artist at the Congenital Realm." .You want to give a name as a real wife and just marry away like this? I haven’t even heard of the Tiger and Lion Gang.”

As soon as this remark came out, the handsome middle-aged man resentfully stopped talking.

"Girl, can you change your conditions?"

Jing Qiaoyan's voice was as crisp as ice and snow: "The Shangxian Gate must be destroyed. Whoever destroys the Shangxian Gate, I will follow him, whether it is a slave or a maidservant, a cow or a horse, or a wife or concubine. I have nothing to say. Other than that, there is absolutely no possibility."

"Ugh……"

Many people were bitter when they heard this condition, and no one dared to accept it, but Jing Qiaoyan's graceful and beautiful figure, especially those long legs like chopsticks, made them unable to look away, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

"Girl, why do you have to keep up with the Immortal Sect? Can you change to a martial arts force? You can choose an easy one. I will kill one to make you happy."

"I said, the Immortal Sect must be destroyed." Jing Qiaoyan's tone was firm.

"Girl, why do you have to keep up with Xianmen to fight against it?"

Jing Qiaoyan did not respond.

She looked up and saw Zhao Hongming sitting on horseback, her expression was startled, but she quickly regained her composure.

Zhao Hongming didn't care much. After taking a look at Jing Qiaoyan, he drove away.

Looking at Zhao Hongming's leaving back, Jing Qiaoyan couldn't help biting her lip.

She knew that Zhao Hongming didn't have much affection with her, and would not cause trouble because of extra issues, so she was a stranger to her and didn't say much.

But just like that, her modest self-esteem was once again torn into pieces and scattered all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)