There was a muffled sound, and Young Master Zhen's right arm was cut off at the root. However, at this moment, the power of the pill had not yet dissipated. Young Master Zhen only felt a chill on his shoulders until he stepped back a few feet. Only then did he realize that his right arm had been left not far in front of him...
"You!" Mr. Zhen's eyes were about to burst. He lowered his head to look at his right arm, only to see that the bloody wound had begun to heal slowly. Under the influence of the medicine, he didn't feel much pain. "I want to make my father Kill you! Kill you!!!”
While Young Master Zhen was roaring, a figure flew up to his side, and then roared: "Who are you? Why do you want to hurt my son like this?!"
Qu Wuming still stood there calmly, looking coldly at the man who had just rushed in.
The person who came was none other than the lord of Chang'an City, Zhen Buping.
The prince who had just seen off the Qingtan Kingdom's imperial capital was about to go back to host the remaining Qingtan Poetry Conference, but he found a white light group flying out of the storage ring. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a distress message from the third son. !
Following the source of the news, Zhen Buping rushed to the residence of Mr. Zhen San. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the miserable situation inside. Seeing that his son was cut like a stick, he couldn't help but feel angry and evil. He quickly put the two arms of Young Master Zhen into the storage ring and sealed them, then waved his hand and gently sent Young Master Zhen far away. Then he looked at Qu Wuming fiercely and said, "You killed my guard for no reason. Shouldn’t you give me an explanation for hurting my beloved son?”
"For no reason? Let me explain to you? Why don't you ask your precious son first what good things he did?" Qu Wuming asked with a cold snort.
"Him?" How could Zhen Buping not know what his useless third son did on a daily basis? It's just a bit more flirting, but what does that mean? In Zhen Buping's view, a woman is like a tree when she stands up, and she is like a horse when she lies down. Afterwards, she should be paid into the house, and those who should be compensated should be compensated. What's the big deal? Isn't the son of his dignified city lord just a little playful?
Zhen Buping said coldly: "I will take care of what my son did, and there is no need for outsiders to interfere! If you dare to hurt him today, I will make your life worse than death!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhen Buping took action.
He gently activated a jade talisman hidden in his sleeve, and a huge white light appeared above the entire mansion, covering the entire nearby space of dozens of feet.
Qu Wuming looked at it coldly, knowing that it was a forbidden formation, and it was impossible to enter or leave the courtyard at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, Zhen Buping took out another transmission talisman and explained a few words.
After he finished all this, his expression became more and more sinister. In his opinion, as long as Qu Wuming was not a cultivator above the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage, he would be doomed today! Just as he was about to say some cruel words to Qu Wuming, he heard Qu Wuming say quietly: "Has everything been arranged clearly? Have all the people who should be called been notified?"
Zhen Buping was somewhat surprised by Qu Wuming's calmness, but he still didn't think Qu Wuming had any chance of winning. He snorted coldly and said: "You are just a cultivator in the transformation stage, who gave you the confidence?" Do you think you can do evil within the confines of the City Lord’s Mansion? When I capture you, I will peel off your skin and cramp you, leaving you unable to survive or die!”
"Am I committing evil?" Qu Wuming couldn't help but sneered, "Okay, very good! Your ability to confuse right and wrong with a dark heart and a thick face is probably higher than your cultivation level, right?"
"Hmph, don't try to show off your rhetoric with me!" Zhen Buping waved his hand and held out a fairy sword with a cold light shining above his head. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Qu Wuming. "Just let me go. I can consider torturing you for a few days less." !”
"Just you?" A disdainful smile appeared on Qu Wuming's lips, and his aura did not change at all. It seemed that he really did not take Zhen Buping, who had shown his cultivation in the middle stage of divine transformation, in his eyes, "If I didn't want to wait for you to Call Lu Ling, I don't even bother to talk to you."
"What a loud tone!" Zhen Buping's eyes were slightly stern, and he suddenly pointed forward, and the fairy sword suddenly turned into a stream of light, piercing Qu Wuming's Dantian! The powerful power of divine consciousness at the fourth level of the Divine Transformation stage also surged out at the same time, whipping up a gust of wind and squeezing towards Qu Wuming, sealing off Qu Wuming's escape space from all directions.
"That's it?" Qu Wuming snorted coldly, and suddenly turned into more than a dozen real and illusory black shadows, and disappeared from the place with a bang. In an instant, there were more than a dozen figures with billowing black energy in the courtyard. Zhen Buping surrounded him!
But Zhen Bupingcai's powerful blow, whether it was the fairy sword or the power of divine consciousness, all fell into the air!
More than a dozen black shadows flashed again and suddenly returned to one place. Qu Wuming was still the same as the ancient well, looking at Zhen Buping coldly with his hands behind his back, without any intention of taking action.
With a thought in Zhen Buping's mind, the fairy sword flew back to him, circled and danced around him, and protected himself tightly. He thought to himself: "This person seems to be really capable, but judging from the aura just now, He is definitely not a person in the Void Refining Stage! Since he intends to wait for Lu Ling, then I will comply with his wishes. When the time comes, with the combined efforts of us and everyone else, it will be easier to capture him!"
Just as Zhen Buping was thinking about it, the light covering the courtyard flickered one after another. Several figures jumped in from the outside. After taking a brief look at the situation in the courtyard, they surrounded Qu Wuming.
At this time, Zhen Buping was determined and said loudly: "Elder Lu, General Tan, Brother Ren, and Brother Qiu, this person broke into Xiao'er's residence for no reason and planned evil! This thief is very powerful, and everyone will work together to capture him. Zhen won’t take anything from him, all he wants is his life!”
"It's your order!" A general in bright silver armor hurriedly clasped his fists in agreement, then twisted his magic spell, and a magic circle about ten feet in diameter appeared behind him. After the magic circle buzzed, thirty-six figures appeared. A long sword with a dark handle emitted a heart-stopping sword energy.
The two people Zhen Buping called Brother Ren and Brother Qiu were Zhen Buping's two friends, named Ren Zhenxie and Qiu Shangjian. These two people were the city lords of two nearby large cities and were invited to attend this Qingtan Poetry Conference. During the conference, Qu Wuming had also seen the two of them from a distance on the floating island in the center of the lake before.
I saw Ren Zhenxie licking his lips, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, with a hint of bloodthirsty fanaticism in his eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly changed drastically. He originally looked like a handsome jade-faced scholar, but after a while he became very burly. He was actually much taller than Qu Wuming, and his skin became as dark and dry as old tree bark. His fingernails were pitch black and as sharp as hooks, and his face became ferocious, with a mouth full of sharp fangs, like a ghost.
Qiu Shangjian's waist flashed with light, and he already had a long sword with a narrow sheath. He held the scabbard tightly in his left hand and the handle in his right hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qu Wuming, as if he was ready to kill him at any moment. It is possible to unsheath the sword. Although the aura on his body had hardly changed, Qu Wuming intuitively felt that there was a fierce killing intent that had locked him tightly - the threat this person brought to him seemed to be far greater than that of Ren Zhenxie and others, so he couldn't help but secretly added careful.
Lu Ling squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the people in the field. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He put his hands behind his back and made secret vows. Some faint black shadows the size of pigeon eggs quietly crawled towards the ground along his loose robes. Go, drill into the ground and disappear...
Zhen Buping said in a deep voice: "I advise you not to struggle in vain anymore, kneel down obediently and surrender, so as not to suffer any pain to your skin!"
Qu Wuming still seemed to have no intention of taking action, and just said lightly: "It's just you?"
"Arrogant!" Upon hearing this, Ren Zhenxie's blood-red eyes flashed with a cold light. After a loud shout, a pair of huge black mist-like wings suddenly appeared behind him. With a sudden flap, the whole person instantly turned into a faint black smoke and disappeared.
Almost at the same time, Ren Zhenxie's figure appeared behind Qu Wuming, and he stretched out a sharp claw to grab Qu Wuming's back like electricity!
"It is somewhat similar to the pair of bone wings of little brother Yun Feng!" Qu Wuming had already felt it when the pair of black wings appeared at the beginning. Before Ren Zhenxie appeared, Qu Wuming had already started to move in advance.
I saw Ren Zhenxie inserting his claw into Qu Wuming's back, reaching straight out from the front of his heart, and suddenly clenched his fist!
However, the expected feeling of Qu Wuming's heart being grabbed out and crushed by him did not appear. Even Qu Wuming's body in front of him turned into specks of light and disappeared in an instant.
"It's an afterimage!" Ren Zhenxie couldn't help but screamed.
"Some insight." Qu Wuming's voice sounded from behind Ren Zhenxie. Before he could react, a sword light had already passed from top to bottom from his head.
Ren Zhenxie's body seemed to be frozen there, and only a pair of blood eyes blinked in disbelief. Then, a blood line emerged from the top of his head and extended to the root of his thigh. Countless black blood flowed along the blood line. Out, the entire upper half of the body began to slowly slide down...
Plop!
The two halves of Ren Zhenxie's dead body fell to the ground, and a Nascent Soul that was split into two rolled out. In a moment, it turned into a little spiritual light and returned to the world again.
Zhen Buping, Qiu Shangjian and others were all shocked!
That Ren Zhenxie's physique is different from ordinary people, and he is also a person who practices bloodthirsty demonic skills. His physical body is as strong as the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, and ordinary magic weapons can hardly hurt him at all! Moreover, his movement skills are weird, and he can appear anywhere next to the enemy in an instant, making it difficult for people to guard against him. When he takes action, the opponent is often torn into pieces by him before he understands the situation, but this person in front of him... He actually predicted Ren Zhenxie's movements and killed him with one sword. Not even Yuanying could escape!
You must know that Ren Zhenxie, who has reached the middle stage of divine transformation, has never failed even when facing ordinary cultivators in the early stage of virtual refining!
At this time, Qu Wuming seemed to have just slaughtered a chicken. Yun Danfeng gently flicked the Yuansha sword in his hand. The sword was clean, without leaving a drop of blood.
Qu Wuming's eyes swept across the surprised faces of several people present, and he felt a little proud in his heart. He thought to himself that when the Lingyin Sect and Yun Feng were sparring before, Yun Feng often used this teleportation trick. It was indeed caught off guard at first, but after experiencing it more times, it is not that difficult to deal with. If Ren Zhenxie knew that he had been familiar with this routine for a long time, he would probably die in silence.
At this moment, Zhen Buping and Lu Ling's eyes were full of shock, but General Tan and Qiu Shangjian looked at the sword in Qu Wuming's hand with a hint of heat in their eyes.
At the moment when Qu Wuming took action, the two of them had already keenly noticed Qu Wuming's cultivation level - he was only in the middle and late stages of becoming a god. His ability to kill Ren Zhenxie was probably due to the magic weapon in his hand. Bar!
General Tan is the commander of the Chang'an City Guards. Although he is only in the early stage of becoming a god, he is a descendant of the Sword Sect. He carries thirty-six black evil swords. After forming the black evil soul-destroying sword formation, he is in the late stage of becoming a god. No one can escape.
At this time, General Tan's eyes were burning, thinking that if he could take the long sword from Qu Wuming's hand, refine it and integrate it into his own sword formation, his sword formation would probably make a qualitative leap! Realizing that City Lord Qiu Shangjianqiu next to him seemed to be competing for the long sword, General Tan had a thought in his mind and took action first. He shouted "Ji", and thirty-six black evil swords rose into the air behind him. In the blink of an eye, Submerged into the void.
The next moment, thirty-six black threads suddenly appeared around Qu Wuming, forming a cage in an instant, trapping Qu Wuming in the center. Immediately afterwards, thirty-six black lines buzzed into a mass of black air, and a black hole seemed to appear out of thin air in the courtyard. Qu Wuming was deeply trapped in the black hole, and he had no breath at all. He seemed to be completely swallowed by the black air. Just average...
