Martial Arts: Sign in at the beginning of Xuanwu Zhengong

"It seems that there is another mythical figure in the martial arts, but I don't know whether the gang leader is stronger or weaker than Wuming."

Seeing the scene in front of her, a petite woman was playing with her own doll and said in shock.

"No matter how strong Wuming is, he can't stop the gang leader from dominating the rivers and lakes."

Another masked man looked at the direction of Wuming's departure and said with a smile.

"Okay, next, it's time for us to play."

The middle-aged man holding the yellow paper looked at those people and said with a smile.

Chapter 120 Breath Disorder

"Pfft!"

Zhang Tian, ​​who had just followed Wuming into the mansion, saw Wuming spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath all over his body was a little disordered.

"What's the matter? Are you all right?"

Zhang Tian's eyes were quick, and he quickly supported Wuming, and asked with some concern in his eyes.

"It's all right, it's just that this move hasn't been fully perfected, otherwise, I won't be easily injured."

"Uncle Shi, you also know that the way of heaven must not be offended, and it is so easy to repel the enemy with the power of heaven."

Nameless wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and spoke.

"Okay, you don't have to, it's cheap to be good, I was able to draw with you a few days ago, but now I'm afraid that if I make gestures with you, I will directly kill half of my life!"

Zhang Tian couldn't help but shook his head and said with a smile.

"The main reason is that my body of swordsmanship has awakened, so the speed of cultivation and improvement is faster. At the same level, I may not be the opponent of my little uncle."

Looking at Zhang Tian beside him, Wuming said with a smile.

"Whether it's the opponent's is not up to you, and it's not up to me. Let's have a good fight when we have a chance later. I also want to feel the strength of Tianjian Wuming."

Zhang Tian shook his head lightly and said with a smile.

"Little uncle, don't make fun of me, how can I fight with you!"

"I've heard my father-in-law say that you gave me the Blood Bodhi as a betrothal gift to my father-in-law. How can I forget such kindness?"

Wuming quickly waved his hand and said.

"Is the injury in your body okay? If it really doesn't work, can I give you another blood bodhi to heal?"

Zhang Tian took out a Blood Bodhi from his bosom, put it in Wuming's hand, and said.

"Uncle, you should keep this thing for yourself, it's actually so easy to get such spiritual things!"

Wuming pushed Xue Bodhi back in front of him, and said hastily.

"What are you afraid of? It's okay. Besides, it's useless if you eat too much of it. It's okay to give you one!"

Saying that, Zhang Tian stuffed the blood bodhi into Wuming's hand, and then closed his fingers.

"In this case, then I'm not going to be polite, thank you uncle!"

Wuming stuffed the blood bodhi into his mouth, and the blood-red edge began to shine in his body, and then, Wu;

The aura in Ming's body began to get thicker and thicker.

"Your strength has increased a little."

Looking at Wuming in front of him, Zhang Tian said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's still very difficult to continue to break through if you have reached this level of cultivation!"

Wuming shook his head involuntarily as he watched his internal strength improve a little bit.

"Next, take care of your injuries. Also, let me tell you, be careful of Pojun. Although you are not afraid of him, you have to think about Jieyu. She is just an ordinary person with no cultivation."

"This time against the enemy, we have made a lot of enemies, and Po Jun is watching in secret. Remember to take good care of yourself."

Zhang Tian patted Wuming on the shoulder and warned carefully.

Although I forgot that the nameless wife was assassinated by the top ten sects or the Pojun, but in just a few months, the nameless wife died because of him, and she didn't even have an heir stay.

"Can't you?"

"The top ten sects are well-known and decent. This Pojun is also my senior brother. It doesn't make sense to attack my wife!"

Wuming looked at Zhang Tian in front of him, and asked with some surprise in his eyes.

"Humph!"

"Pojun, if I wasn't afraid of that old guy Jianhui coming to the door directly, I promise to kill him with my own hands."

"Let me tell you Wuming, you must not be jealous, and you must be defensive. That guy Pojun will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, so you must be careful."

"If I want your strength, I don't care if he is your master's son or not. I will definitely kill him directly."

"The other top ten sects should also be careful. You have defeated the masters of each of their sects. Although you can't beat you in a direct confrontation, using conspiracy and tricks is also a big trouble."

Zhang Tian exhorted carefully.

"Okay, little uncle, I will definitely be careful." 166 novels;

Wuming looked at Zhang Tian in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Well, if there is nothing else, I will go to Tianxiahui. We have a long way to go. See you by fate."

Zhang Tian arched his hands towards Wuming, and said,

"Little uncle, take care all the way!"

Wuming looked at the little martial uncle in front of him and cupped his fists.

At the same time, on the country road, a group of people was driving slowly, and two men sat in the carriage.

"Master, why did you fall alone today;

defeat? "

Inside the carriage, looking at his master, his disciple said with some surprise in his eyes.

"The defeat was intentional. After all, the injuries he suffered were better than theirs, and he had a deep hatred with Wuming."

"He is a master of the Sword Sect, and his strength is extraordinary. This kind of person can only be a friend, not an enemy. I just want to preserve my own strength."

The master who used the gun looked at the disciple beside him, smiled, and couldn't help but speak.

"Master, you are still wise. Look at the remaining heads of the nine sects. All of them are seriously injured. It is estimated that they will not be able to recover within a year or so."

The disciple looked at his master and said with some respect in his eyes.

At this moment, pieces of yellow paper fell in front of the team.

"What is this?"

Looking at the pieces of yellow paper in front of them, the disciples leading the way said with some surprise in their eyes.

"Bah, bad luck, isn't this dead money?"

"How could there be so much dead money falling from the sky."

Looking at the yellow papers in front of them, the few disciples outside couldn't help but frowned and said.

"I don't know, but it looks a little weird, everyone should not be too many, hurry up and hurry!"

Looking at the yellow papers in front of them, everyone couldn't help but frown. They steered their horses and wanted to fly away from the yellow papers.

But at this moment, not far away, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the way of everyone. ω;

"who are you?"

The leading disciple couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hahahaha!"

"I'm so hungry!"

“The chicken legs are delicious!!”

"It's so fragrant, this chicken drumstick!"

At this moment, a strong, fat man slowly stood up from the rear of this type of convoy. His height was more than two meters high, giving a strong sense of oppression.

"what happened?"

At this moment, the leader holding a spear stuck out his head and looked out the window of the carriage.

"The head of the sect has two strange people coming out to block the way. They talked to him and ignored him at all. It seems very strange."

A disciple hurriedly leaned over in front of the man and spoke.

"The person blocking the way?"

Hearing his disciple's words, the head of the robber couldn't help frowning.

Chapter 121

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With a dull sound, the yellow paper fell directly on the disciples, and then, wounds appeared on their throats, and bright red blood spurted out from their throats, and then the people outside the carriage Everyone lay on the ground, and there was no more breath in their bodies.

"Paper Tanhua."

Seeing that all the disciples in his sect lost their breath, the master with the gun couldn't help but frowned and said.

"I didn't expect someone in the martial arts world to know my name."

Zhi Tanhua slowly walked over from the front, looked at the man in the carriage, and said.

"Didn't you join the Tianxiahui? How did you come here?"

The man with the gun looked at the paper Tanhua in front of him, frowned involuntarily, and then asked.

"Of course I came here to kill you. Your top ten sects have been circulating in Jianghu for too long, blocking the rise of the leader of Xiong Gang, so there is no need for you to live."

As he said that, streaks of yellow paper flew down, aiming directly at the guy's forehead.

Looking at the yellow papers, the man held a spear in his hand, and directly strung the yellow papers on the tip of the gun. Then, with a slight shake of his right hand, the yellow papers were easily broken.