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

What he relies on has always been only one word - fast!

Clang!

Jing Wuming came out with a sword!

Chapter [-]: Use Your Right Sword (Second)

In the original novel of Xiaoao Jianghu, Feng Qingyang said to Linghu Chong: There is no trick to win, there are tricks, and for those who are rigid in form and cannot escape from fixed moves, Dugu Jiujian can easily understand the opponent's weaknesses and defeat them.But if the other party, like himself, has also reached the realm of no tricks, then he can only be faster than anyone else, and whose eyesight is stronger.

In this world of comprehensive martial arts, no moves may not be able to beat those with moves, but to a certain extent, Kuaijian is definitely not something that Dugu Nine Swords can break.

Because the quick sword is too simple, because it is simple, because it is pure, but the flaws are extremely small, and even if it is spied on, the opponent will not have time to seize this flaw to defeat the enemy.

In the world of martial arts, the only thing that is fast is not broken. This is exactly the reason.

Feng Siniang's face finally showed a hint of disbelief and panic, because she found that her sword-breaking style not only failed to break Jing Wuming's fast sword, but was restrained and broken by Jing Wuming.

Clang clang!

At this moment, Feng Siniang's quick knife slashed three times in a row, and the knife hit Jing Wuming's vital point, forcing Jing Wuming to return to the defense, but Jing Wuming just understated Feng Siniang's three swords. become invisible.

At this time, the three moves have already passed, Jing Wuming is about to make a real shot!

Clang!

Jing Wuming's left-handed knife returned to its sheath, he took a step back, and the breath on his body began to quickly converge, like a rock.

However, at this time, Feng Siniang felt a stronger sense of crisis, because Jing Wuming's qi had completely locked on Feng Siniang, and she would strike a shocking blow at any time to set the battle situation.

And in this battle, it is very likely that Feng Siniang Xiangxiaoyu died.

Feng Siniang is really not sure to continue to stay, she must escape as soon as possible, otherwise, almost no life.

Clang!

On Feng Siniang's body, the true qi was in a state of Hunyuan, and the Hunyuangong, one of the nine arts of Huashan, was urged to the extreme.

The sharp-edged steel dagger in her hand was suddenly turned into pieces under the pure qi of Hunyuan Gong. Jing Wuming has many vital points around his body.

As for Feng Siniang herself, after shooting out the countless fragments, she jumped up and straddled the horse, slapped hard on the horse's back, and was about to retreat.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of the collision of gold and iron is like rain hitting bananas, and it is continuous. This moment is as long as a century.

Feng Siniang's fast chasing horse took only two steps and flew out.

That's right, it flew out, because its limbs had been hit by a dazzling sword light and sword energy, and it was broken at the knee, the lower limbs were completely broken, and the upper body naturally flew out with inertia.

"Chasing the wind!" Feng Siniang exclaimed anxiously, and before she could feel sorry for the death of her beloved horse, her entire body had already fallen into the air.

Using Huashan's body technique, Feng Siniang barely stabilized her body and fell to the ground. However, at this time, Jing Wuming's second swords came one after another.

Without a knife in his hand, with that slender hand alone, what can he use to resist Jing Wuming's left-hand Jingjue Quick Sword of Killing God and Killing Buddha?

At this moment, in Feng Siniang's eyes, it seemed to be infinitely extended, extended, and the edge of Jing Wuming's sharp sword was constantly enlarged and enlarged in her eyes.

She closed her eyes subconsciously, waiting for death to come.

However, the expected death did not come. What she felt was not the pain of a sharp sword piercing her throat, but the strange feeling of a strong arm wrapping her slender waist, sinking herself into a broad chest.

call!

At this moment, the wind whistled in Feng Siniang's ears, and she opened her eyes.

In front of her was a man.

The black inner shirt and the gorgeous white fur robe were spotless, with a knife and a sword on the back, faintly exuding a terrifying power, which was frightening, and did not dare to despise it.

The two landed, and the man let go of Feng Siniang.

At this moment, Feng Siniang clearly found that Jing Wuming's eyes that were originally dull and without the slightest anger suddenly burst out a little light.

It seems to be the sparks and firelight produced by the collision of the two swords in the eternal darkness. This light is not bright, but it is exceptionally clear.

Jing Wuming said, "Prince?"

The corner of the man's mouth tickled lightly: "Where do we never meet in life, Jing Wuming, Li Yuan farewell, we meet again."

Jing Wuming's brows were tightly wrinkled, and in his eyes, there were three points of sadness, three points of fear, and four points, but the desire to fight was just around the corner.

After the defeat of Li Yuan in the battle, the money gang conducted a detailed investigation on Li Xunhuan, and Zhu Houzhao, who was beside Li Xunhuan at that time, naturally attracted Jing Wuming's attention.

After some judgment, Jing Wuming concluded that the person that day was the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao, a figure with shocking accomplishments in kendo.

Looking directly at Jing Wuming's eyes, the curvature of Zhu Houzhao's mouth became more and more obvious: "You want to challenge me?"

Jing Wuming glanced at Feng Siniang: "She, I have to take her back."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "I don't allow it."

In Jing Wuming's eyes, the rays of light soared, as if a divine sword shot directly at Zhu Houzhao: "Please also give money to your Highness to save face."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes glittered, with a bit of contempt and a bit of sarcasm: "Qian Gang, do you have any face?"

Hehe, the Daming imperial court was busy rectifying the court during this period of time, and was too lazy to manage the rivers and lakes, so that the money gang had a chance to rise, but even if the money gang rose, so what?

Even with Shangguan Jinhong in charge, the Qianjin Gang is still essentially a nouveau riche gang. In terms of inheritance integrity, it is not even as good as the six major factions, and it is even more different from Shaolin Wudang.