Tianchi City, where the giant god weapon is about to appear, is destined to have a peaceful morning. Not long after Wuming took his people away, the gate of the yard where they lived was kicked open.

Two dwarves who were exactly the same in the eyes of others stepped into the yard with ferocious faces. Following them was a young man in white clothes and holding an iron fan. Another young man standing beside them looked at the panicked mercenary team members with a long knife in his hand and smiled: "Waste! A bunch of wastes! Bring in and ask the big waste inside to come out and die!"

"Baoshi? Are you talking about yourself?" Domotoki walked over in a purple samurai suit, and saw the lineup in front of him with a little joy. These people were obviously here to find Wuming. It happened that Wuming was not here, which was a bargain.

"Brother Tang Ben, you can't eat so much by yourself, so why not share some of this king." Heglis, who was about to go to the appointment of the famous sword, saw Song Qing whom he had met last night, immediately understood that among the two dwarves, there should be a Wang Ying who was the pool of blood in Liangshan, and his fighting spirit suddenly became high.

Lei Heng turned his two fierce eyes and looked at the Bemon and the purple-clothed warrior walking out, not understanding why there are people in the world who are so happy to be so happy to die.

Wang Ying was frustrated last night and was filled with anger. She was accompanied by her twin brothers and was about to avenge her previous shame. Unexpectedly, the main owner did not come out, and two young masters appeared out of thin air in the yard.

"Get out of here, I..." As soon as Wang Ying opened his mouth, Domoto's mouth let out a long roar, and the demon sword in his hand pierced out like lightning and directly touched his throat.

"Looking for death!" Wang Ying roared, and the knife in his hand slashed hard with the sword in Pindo Motoki's hand like lightning.

The Holy Hammer's confident hands crossed in front of his chest and waited for Wang Ying to cut off the opponent's long sword with one knife. Although this knife is far inferior to the magical artifact Thousand Killing Sword, it is not as good as the audacious sword in Yang Zhi's hand, but it is also a treasure sword that has stepped into the threshold of the sub-artifact. Ordinary weapons cannot block its edge at all.

clang!

The intersecting weapons triggered the splash of sparks. Wang Ying was even more surprised by his sword, and the last time he slashed Wuming. Although the power of the recoil was much smaller than last time, the sound of the weapon collided made him realize that the quality of the long sword in the young man's hand was far above the knife in his hand.

How is that possible? Before Wang Ying could wake up from the shock, Domotoki, who was shocked, had already slashed over with his long sword.

"Brother, be careful..." The Holy Hammer held his giant hammer and wanted to help. Heglis, who was beside him, laughed a long time, and the knife in his hand was a little faster than lightning, and roared: "Your opponent is this king!"

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang...

From the moment Heglis took action, he completely entered the state. The knife in his hand exploded with light and the key to taking the Sacred Hammer, completely in a state of attacking but not defending.

The Holy Hammer was blocked by Hygres so angry! This young Beamon opened his mouth and shut up, which was the king. Looking at the orcs coming out with him, they obviously had great strength. Who knows what kind of force is behind him?

The stove castle is very strong on this continent, but that is for other races. When facing the orcs, the stove castle has no ground. Because the iron castle, the world's number one arsenal, is in the territory of the super beast empire, people will never be able to bird your stove castle. What will be the consequences if they hurt this young man in this king's land?

Compared to the Holy Hammer, Wang Ying felt more angry! Although the young man in front of him was not as powerful as the man last night, his weapons were not inferior to that man at all. The most troublesome thing was the madness of the young man in front of him.

He had already stepped back with one knife. Even if he was not injured, he should have had a short period of trouble in sucking inside. The young man seemed to completely ignore all this and immediately rushed up when he was shocked.

After a battle last night, Wang Ying's heart was covered with a shadow. Now he got the treasure sword and planned to seek revenge Wuming, but he didn't expect that a young third-level master would just jump out, with his life-deserving madness and demon sword advantages. Wang Ying, who could not exert all his strength, fell into a hard battle again. As the time of the fight gradually became, Wang Ying's helplessness gradually turned into surprise. This purple-clothed warrior actually grew up little by little in the battle. If he continued to fight like this, he would become a sparring player. In the end, he might make another breakthrough. At that time...

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Domotoki kept roaring wildly, and the demon sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights and surged up like a tide: "Is this the fourth level? A waste!"

Wang Ying was suppressed by the third-level master and became more and more frightened. He was already planning to quit the battle circle with a fake knife. Suddenly, when he heard Domotoki's contempt, the almost worn out anger was instantly ignited. The fourth-level combat power that had been unable to be exerted for a long time suddenly exploded at this moment.

"Junior! Go and die!"

"Old man! Be a stepping stone for me!"

"younger brother!"

"Where are the old thiefs looking at?"

"Little Bimon! Looking for death!"

Boom boom boom boom

A series of roars erupted from a small manor. Domotoki and Heglis flew backwards and rushed into the hall behind him. The thick wall could not stop the impact of the explosion. They were knocked through and fell into a pile of rubble by both of them.

Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

Wang Ying, the Holy Hammer gasped heavily. There has never been an example of a third-level defeating a fourth-level, and there has never been a third-level expert who can fight a fourth-level expert alone and can make a fourth-level expert in a hard battle.

Because there is an insurmountable gap between the third and fourth levels, it is a new understanding of martial arts and a new use of power.

However, today Domotoki and Heglis both broke one of these two iron laws, and they put the fourth-level master who is an opponent into a hard battle.

Wang Ying succeeded in one blow and hurriedly chased after him to end Domotoki's life with one knife. This kind of young man is so terrible! Kill! You must kill him before he breaks through!

The family generals brought by Domotoki had no time to stop them. Wang Ying had already broken through. The knife in everyone's hands had just been raised, and a ball of sword light flashed out towards him. Before the sword reached the air, there was already a surging sword energy. If Wang Ying killed Domotoki, he would definitely die under this sword.

In a hurry, Wang Ying turned over and avoided the sword light. His two big eyes flickered at the famous sword falling from the sky: "I don't seem to have any grudges with Wanjian Mountain, right?"

Ming Jian stood proudly in white clothes and said lightly on the spot: "It's nothing. But the boy had an understanding of swordsmanship last night. When he saw his senior take action, he wanted to ask for advice for advice."

Wang Ying widened her eyes and kept looking at the two men standing on the spot with the unknown life and death, and her heart was filled with doubts. What happened to the young people now? He clearly had the strength of the third level, but he dared to provoke the fourth level master? Is the iron rule really a day when it was broken?

"Sir, let's forget it today." Song Qing stepped forward and grabbed Wang Ying and said, "The Lord is not here."

The burning fighting spirit in the eyes of the famous sword even dispelled Wang Ying's idea of ​​teaching the other party a lesson. After only one night, the sword seemed to have been reborn again, and the sword energy emitted by the body was even more powerful than yesterday.

"Let's go!" Wang Ying knew that his enemies were quite a lot in Tianchi City, and if he continued to fight, he might be attacked by someone. He turned around and stomped his feet and left with regret.

Mingjian looked at the four people leaving and said lightly: "It's a pity that no one can prove my breakthrough." Mingjian recalled the battle scene with Wuming last night. He gained a lot of insights from it. He originally planned to compete with Haiglis, but he didn't expect that Wang Ying would be left with just one sword.

A few sounds of stones rolling from the rubble came, and Domotoki and Heglith barely showed their heads from the rubble with blood on their faces. The seriously injured two people were full of smiles. Although they were completely defeated in the battle just now, the last blow benefited them a lot, and the march into the fourth level is just around the corner.

The two men dug out the two of them from the rubble with all their strength, and healing techniques and herbs became busy with their bodies.

Wuming didn't know that there was a fierce battle in his backyard and brought his men to the shore of Daming Lake.

Daming Lake during the day has completely different scenery and night. Without the crowds and seas, there are no strange light and shadows. Occasionally, a few warriors or mages appear in groups of three or three. Most of them are interested in enjoying the scenery, and at the same time, they search for the surrounding environment to see if there are any clues worth noting.

There are more soldiers from Taiping Heavenly Kingdom around these four, and there are three thousand soldiers from Taiping Heavenly Kingdom by the Daming Lake. This is usually the total number of soldiers from the entire city in the rear.

Wuming discovered that the number of soldiers on the way to the place was not only the number of soldiers on the shore of Daming Lake, but even the number of soldiers patrolling the city was several times higher than yesterday, and there were many experts with good skills.

The water magician Xiao Chaogui, who was seen under the water last night, was wearing a blue robe and led hundreds of elite soldiers to follow them slowly.

"Boss." Zhang Feng leaned over to Wuming and whispered: "These people seem to be coming for us, are they needed..."

"That mage is Xiao Chaogui." Wuming said lightly: "It should be Shi Dakai used to monitor us."

Wei Dehai, who was standing beside him, nodded slightly, this is how war is. Shi Dakai is a superb warrior, and he also has another identity, that is, the wings of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

As a warrior, he could let Wuming go once, but as the Wing King, he would not allow himself to let Wuming go second. Unless Wuming agrees to his recruitment, Shi Dakai will definitely let Wuming die in Tianchi City.

Killing a promising warrior may be a pity, but eliminating the danger in the cradle is a choice that any military strategist will make.

"Boss, I don't think so..."

The breeze was blowing on the lake surface, and the cold air in the lake water was brought up by the breeze. The person standing on the shore subconsciously shrank his neck.

Wuming did not pay attention to the movements in the water, and a beggar not far away attracted his attention.

The gray and black linen was covered with simple grey and black eyes were staring blankly in front of him. He just sat in a corner, looking so inconspicuous. Perhaps many pedestrians on the roadside did not notice that there was such a person on the edge of the lake.

This is a person with very no sense of existence. If he had not been in the two-year hunter career in Daxing'an, Wuming would have even ignored this person's existence like others.

His eyes were silent and he always looked ahead blankly, as if he had never noticed Wuming was paying attention to him, like a stone that would not move with nature. A sparrow fell on his knee and cried softly.

"There is a color-changing beast in the Daxingan territory."

Wuming's calm voice made a strange look flash in the man's blank eyes. In just a moment, his spirit was completely blocked by daze again.

"The color-changing beast can always blend with the surrounding scenery, making no creature feel its existence. When food passes by it, the color-changing beast launches a rapid blow." Wuming still looked at the other party calmly and said slowly: "I call it the killer among the monsters. You are very similar to them."

The beggar grinned and showed a helpless smile. His dull eyes filled with blank spaces of lightning, and the beggar who had just turned into a master in the blink of an eye. The soldiers and puppies had long been used to Wuming's repeated shocks to them. Everyone's expressions had almost not changed much, but Li Jia's expressions gradually became ugly.

"You are very interesting. If you have time to visit Wuji City, I believe that old man will like you very much." The beggar chuckled at Li Jia again and said, "It is a violation of the rules to complete the task and not return to the city to report, and to act privately outside. I hope you can consider completing the task and obtaining the items you get as soon as possible. Otherwise, the person who comes back next time will not be as easy to talk to as I am. It will not be as easy to deal with as before. Don't forget. You are just a primary killer." Si hesitated, but more of a fear.

Wuming didn't know why Li Jia, a woman who even dared to assassinate the Marshal of the Dragon Kingdom, was afraid of the beggar in front of him. He reached out and gently held Li Jia's palm.

A warm current suddenly spread throughout Li Jia's body. It was obvious that Wu Zhucheng's strength was much greater than the silent man around her, but an inexplicable sense of security arose in her heart, as if as long as this man was by her side and was willing to help her cover up, there would be no danger in the world.

The moment Wuming held Li Jiadi's little hand, he realized what he was doing.

What am I doing? Wuming was stunned and looked at Li Jia next to me again. Perhaps it was because the female killer from Wuji City also had a past that others didn’t know, just like an amnesia-lost self. So he took special care of her, right?

Seeing Li Jia's expression from fear to firmness, the beggar frowned slightly. No one in the world dared to underestimate Wujicheng, especially the killer who came out of Wujicheng knew even more about Wujicheng's terror.

"You had better…"

"I said, buddy, what's wrong? I look down on us more than a hundred people, right?"

"When we are all dead?"

"It's so unpretentious. He actually threatened the girl who had been sleeping with us for a night in front of us..." Zhang Feng quickly flashed to the side. There was already an extra flying knife about an inch long place where he was standing.

"I said Li Jia, my brother, I'll help you talk... OK... I won't say it anymore."

Zhang Feng flashed to the beggar with a kind heart and no reward, "Let's go, are you really waiting for us to take it away?"

The beggar's brows were tightly twisted together. In the past, when others heard the name Wu Jicheng, the timid ones wet their pants on the spot, and those who were brave would say they would long-term reverence.

Although some people in the world heard Wu Jicheng showing no care at all, those people were really people who stood at the top of this world, and that was the number that could be counted by fingers.

Today, more than a hundred people suddenly jumped out, saying that they were ignorant? Or could these people eat gentian?

No matter what the situation is, the beggar knows that he should flash people quickly now, otherwise these more than a hundred people wearing knight costumes and wearing very unfriendly smiles would definitely not tell him the one-on-one knight rule.

Killers don’t need to throw away any harsh words or scenes. They are the most utilitarian group. When facing the enemy, they hope that their opponents will forget their existence, so the beggar does not leave any scenes and disappears around the corner.

"Under the truth of the city?"

The beggar quickly left a few words on the note, took out a bamboo tube from his sleeve, and a ball of white smoke slowly floated out of it and turned into a bird that flapped his wings and swallowed the note written by the beggar as if it were in his mouth.

The bird flapped its wings and flew into the air, and a confident smile appeared on the beggar's face. The bird of news reported is nothing more than the city's unique information technology. Even if it is thousands of miles apart, it is just a journey for the bird.
Chapter completed!