Chapter 206 The wind doesn’t stop

Dugu Feng came to Wang Ming with a look of joy and admiration on his face, and said with a smile: "This ungrateful Luo Kong deserves to be beaten. He actually dared to provoke the emperor... the emperor's servant."

Dugu Feng almost told Wang Ming his current identity, but Wang Ming glared at him before he changed his words.

Shi Feixuan and others were worried about Kong's injuries and anxious about the current situation.

Liaokong was the strongest person here, but he lost. Then the man holding the big sword opposite him must be invincible.

Shi Feixuan was very confident, but not conceited. Lekong had already lost, so she would also be defeated if she came up, not to mention that there was also Dugu Feng watching covetously from the side.

However, they had no fear in their hearts.

Because there are so many of them.

During the short period of time that Wang Ming and Liao Kong were fighting, the number of people increased again, reaching as many as a thousand.

Fortunately, these people are not from the same force, and they are not united. Otherwise, they could cause some trouble to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming held a huge sword in his hand and slowly walked towards the place where Luo Kong fell.

Wang Ming wanted to root it out completely, but he didn't like fighting and killing.

It would be best if the situation could be resolved peacefully or with patience, but once he started, Wang Ming preferred to kill the person directly. Otherwise, he would have an enemy who would keep thinking about when to stab him in the back, which made Wang Ming feel uncomfortable.

Wang Ming took action today, so naturally he would not think of letting these people leave.

If Zhu Yuyan wasn't so good at martial arts and if the two sides didn't have a deep hatred for each other, Wang Ming would have kept her.

Liaokong, Shi Feixuan, Li Shimin, Hou Xibai, Shen Luoyan, Wang Bo...

These are all unstable factors for Wang Ming, so it is better to make them disappear.

Wang Ming flashed and came in front of Kong and the others.

A sword swept out.

This sword did not have any brilliance or sword light, only the sound of cutting through the air.

"Hoohoo!"

Lekong took a deep breath at this moment, raised the iron rod in his hand and hit Wang Ming's sword.

At the same time, Hou Xibai, Wang Bo and Shi Feixuan also took action.

"Boom!"

Wang Ming's attack was blocked.

There was no trace of joy on the faces of the people in Liaokong, only solemnity.

The odds are against them, very badly.

Shi Feixuan, Wang Bo, Hou Xibai and others finally understood why Le Lekong was so miserable.

This sword technique is too abnormal.

The sword weighed nearly two hundred pounds, but in this man's hand it was like a stick. He wielded it with ease and his speed was not slow at all.

When the sword is swung, in addition to the weight of the sword itself, there is also the inertia it brings, as well as the man's true energy and strength, which are very difficult to resist.

It is simply indestructible and can break anything.

Shi Feixuan looked helplessly at Wang Ming who was standing in front of her with a sword in his hand. Today, Shi Feixuan understood the horror of kendo.

The core martial art of Cihang Jingzhai is [Cihang Sword Canon], but in fact it is not the sword technique that is mainly practiced, but the state of mind.

Shi Feixuan witnessed two directions of the way of the sword today, two different paths, and both of these paths beat her to a pulp.

Dugu Feng's sharp sword, the moves and rules of swordsmanship, are simply perfect. Shi Feixuan feels that no matter what moves she uses, she cannot escape the range of Dugu Feng's swordsmanship. It is a very unpleasant feeling of being controlled.

The heavy sword of this middle-aged man is a kind of sword technique that subverts the common people's cognition, an extremely unreasonable sword technique. This sword technique gives people the feeling of being rough and rude. No matter what moves you have, this sword technique is just a simple sword. Under this sword, Shi Feixuan felt that all the sword techniques she had learned before were wrong. Any sword technique is fancy, and sword techniques should be simple and plain.

Hou Xibai's eyes showed a trace of despair and a trace of relief. They had just joined forces to block that fierce sword, and all of them were injured.

Liaokong was shocked and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Master Wang Bo was also in pain. Hou Xibai estimated that if there were two more strikes like that, they would be killed. He turned his head to look at the beautiful Master Xuan, and the despair brought by death faded again. He thought to himself: "It would be a blessing if I could die with Master Xianzi."

Wang Ming didn't care what they thought and swung out another sword.

Shi Feixuan, Wang Bo, Hou Xibai and others couldn't help but tremble in their hands holding their weapons.

"when!"

blocked.

"puff!"

Everyone was knocked back five or six steps by the heavy blow of the sword. Their blood was boiling in their chests and they felt better only after spitting out blood.

There was already fear in Wang Bo's eyes. They had already reached their limit, and if they were hit by another sword, they would surely die.

"Hoohoo!"

Wang Ming used the rebound force of the blocked sword to spin in the air, not only dissolving their rebound force, but also perfectly transforming it into the momentum of the next sword.

A sword slashed down in mid-air.

"Boom!"

With one sword, the terrifying smoke and dust were swept away, and gravel flew everywhere.

"what!"

The onlookers couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to bear watching the tragic deaths of several people.

Someone sighed, "I don't know where this killer came from. Even a beautiful fairy master could be so cruel."

"Who says it isn't?"

"You guys better shut up! Don't attract this vicious person, or you'll be in trouble."

Suddenly the complaints disappeared.

Wang Ming stood quietly on a large rock, letting the night breeze blow his clothes.

The sword just now did not kill Shi Feixuan and others.

This is not because Wang Ming suddenly softened his heart.

Liaokong said he was a monk, but look at how wealthy the Jingnian Zen Temple is. If you believe he is a real monk, you lose.

Wang Bo was also born a rebel king, and he had committed many murders.

The same goes for others. They are all people of the underworld, and killing and being killed are just the norm.

Although Shi Feixuan was beautiful, Wang Ming had no interest in her body, so he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Instead, a basketball-sized stone suddenly appeared and blocked Wang Ming's sword.

Wang Ming looked towards the grove in the distance with a puzzled look.

It flew out from that direction.

Soon,
Wang Ming saw that two people dressed as nuns and Taoist priests emerged from the woods.

Wang Ming didn't know these two people, but he knew they were up to no good.

"master!"

The word "Master" came from Shi Feixuan's mouth, with some blood still on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Ming thought to himself: "Fan Qinghui? Impossible! Fan Qinghui is at best a little stronger than Shi Feixuan, it is impossible for her to block my attack. Then it can only be..."

He looked at the beautiful woman dressed as a nun, and thought to himself, "The one who can block my full-strength attack so easily, can't it be that guy!"

Wang Ming's heart tightened instantly.

(End of this chapter)