Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

"Hmph, let you be majestic first," Zhang Zhaozhong said in his heart, "When there is a chance. I will definitely kill you and then take all the treasures!"

Suddenly, Aobai stopped because the road was blocked.

The person standing in the way was a girl, a girl in white and barefoot, dancing gracefully in the mountains, like an elves in the mountains.

The girl's dance is beautiful to the extreme, but at this moment, no one has the heart to appreciate it, because they all know that the comer is not good!

Zhang Zhaozhong has already clenched the Ningbi sword in his hand, and the steel glove in Ao Bai's hand is shining with cold light.

"Who are you?" Aobai asked.

The girl's dance stopped slowly, and while she was looking forward to it, she said, "Wanwan, a descendant of the Yingui School, has been ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Daming Empire to intercept the remnants of the Jin Kingdom here."

Zhang Zhaozhong smiled coldly: "Isn't the Yingui School a sect of the Great Sui Kingdom? When did you join the Ming Dynasty?"

Wanwan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Good birds choose wood to perch, and worthy ministers choose their masters to serve. Didn't the Fire Hand Judge also betray Wudang and defected to the Kingdom of Jin?"

Zhang Zhaozhong's face was ugly and he didn't say any more.

Ao Bai snorted coldly: "A stinky little girl who wants to stop me from going? Zhu Houzhao looks down on me too much!"

"Then, what if we were added!"

A man's voice sounded behind him, and Ao Bai turned around in shock, only to see that a handsome man in white coat and two young swordsmen had appeared behind his group.

This man in white fur is not Zhu Houzhao, but who else could it be?

Chapter 0225 Kill Ao Bai, Zhang Zhaozhong

The faces of Ao Bai and Zhang Zhaozhong became very ugly. From Lin Yuantu and A Fei, they felt a very hidden but deadly sense of threat.

"His Royal Highness." The smile on Wanwan's face was extraordinarily bright, whether it was fake or real.The mind of the witch of Yingui School is the most difficult needle to find in the ocean.

Zhu Houzhao ticked lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Wanwan, well done. This Prince of Yingui will remember this feat."

Zhang Zhaozhong looked at Zhu Houzhao, his eyes kept rolling.He is not a hero, but a mercenary villain.

In his heart, the term "bottom line" does not exist. At the juncture of life and death, he can betray without hesitation.

"Caomin Zhang Zhaozhong, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." Zhang Zhaozhong cupped his hands and said to Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao didn't answer, he didn't have the habit of talking nonsense to dying people.

"Yuantu, Xiaofei, kill him." Zhu Houzhao's tone was very calm, as calm as if he wanted to kill not two innate masters, but two wax ants.

Lin Yuantu and Ah Fei nodded and took a step forward.

Ao Bai's face was ashen. He was the second-ranked master in the Jin Kingdom. Although he was not as good as Wanyan, he was also the strongest among the congenital masters.Zhu Houzhao didn't even say a word, and ordered Lin Yuantu and A Fei to kill him in such an understatement, it was too much to take him seriously!

Zhang Zhaozhong's face was also a little angry, but he was not flustered.

Although Lin Yuantu and A Fei brought him a lot of pressure, he was confident that as long as he was willing to give up other people and wealth here, it would not be difficult for him to escape by virtue of Wudang Ti Yunzong's profound skills.

Ah Fei's sword is already in his hand, he doesn't like to say unnecessary nonsense, just like he doesn't like unnecessary sword moves.

"Let's make a move!" Ah Fei said, as a reminder, and then he made his move.

The Ningbi Sword in Zhang Zhaozhong's hands was about to shoot, but before he could pull it out, he weakly retreated into the sheath.

Because the owner of the sword is already dead, and there is no strength in his hand, the sword cannot be drawn out naturally.

Ah Fei slowly pulled out his old sword from Zhang Zhaozhong's throat, wiped it calmly, and silently stepped aside, not intending to shoot again.

Ao Bai's pupils shrank, and the infuriating energy around his body gathered, his whole body exuded a little golden brilliance, and his skin also changed from a faint brass color to a complete golden copper color, and even exuded a faint luster of metal.

Having witnessed Ah Fei's quick sword and Zhang Zhaozhong's death with his own eyes, Ao Bai didn't dare to take it lightly, because he knew that if Ah Fei's sword was right on him, his result would likely be the same as Zhang Zhaozhong.

Although the hard qigong practiced by the Thirteen Taibao Henglian is invulnerable, it takes time to activate. With the speed of A Fei's swordsmanship, it is enough to pierce Obai's throat before he launches the defense of the Thirteen Taibao Henglian.

"Although your swordsmanship is fast, your strength is not enough to break my horizontal practice, so you can't help me!" Ao Bai stared at A Fei, and what he said seemed to be demonstrating, but it showed a bit of scorn.

His heart was panicking.

"Your opponent, it's not him, it's me," Lin Yuantu took a step forward, the sword behind him was already unsheathed, "I only need one sword to kill you."

Ao Bai's face became more and more ugly: "arrogant!"

Lin Yuantu did not argue, and it was unnecessary to argue with a dying man.

Wanwan looked at Zhu Houzhao, her eyes were shining brightly. Every time she saw Lin Yuantu's shot, she felt that Zhu Houzhao became more mysterious.

She once wondered why Lin Yuantu voluntarily held the sword for Zhu Houzhao. As a proud and superb swordsman, he should not be so humble even to the prince.

Lin Yuantu's answer was: His Highness's sword is faster and stronger than his.His practice was taught by his master, but the guide in his swordsmanship was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Holding the sword for His Royal Highness is his voluntary, even his honor.

Wanwan really could not have imagined that Lin Yuantu's swordsmanship was already so advanced, and Zhu Houzhao, who he said was "far better than himself", what level of swordsmanship had reached.

When Zhu Houzhao drew the sword, Wanwan was not present. She had always been looking forward to Zhu Houzhao's sword... So, every time Lin Yuantu drew the sword, Wanwan took it very seriously. The faster Lin Yuantu drew the sword, the more Qiang, Wanwan's curiosity about Zhu Houzhao deepened.

This kind of curiosity, like the seed of the poppy, slowly penetrates into the soul, takes root and sprouts, and grows beautiful flowers.

Lin Yuantu drew the sword. This sword was dazzling and dazzling, and it was not fast. However, the sharpness of the sword ripped apart the air, solidified the water vapor, and even extinguished the murderous aura.

This sword is really pure to the extreme, without a trace of air, just like a person who doesn't understand swords at all stabs straight, but the air condenses into snowflakes, and floats to Ao Bai with Lin Yuantu.

There was a hint of astonishment in Ao Bai's eyes. Thirteen Taibao's horizontal training was pushed to the extreme by him. He didn't believe it, or in other words, he didn't want to believe that his horizontal training of martial arts would not be able to stop Lin Yuan Tujian.

Lin Yuantu's sword stopped in front of Ao Bai's chest and didn't pierce it any more, because it was unnecessary.