Although his true energy was as thin as the sea, his physical body was invincible, his spirit was as strong as the abyss, and he had learned many martial arts secrets, Jiang Ming still felt that he had no killing move.
He began to try to deduce.
The first thing to comprehend was the sword technique. Using the Nine Crazy Thunder Slash, the Nine Crazy Thunder Slash, and many other sword techniques collected as templates, I finally realized one sword: Crazy Thunder Flash.
Thunder and rage, flashes of lightning shocking the sky.
The sword came out like a god of thunder coming to the world, and the vast zhenqi turned into an indestructible sword energy, giving him a peerless edge and invincible style with this sword.
It also caused Xiao Yuanhai and Xiao Yuanrang's combined killing move to be defeated on the spot.
The sword broke, and the tip fell, tearing apart Xiao Yuanhai's body-protecting Qi, cutting open his chest, and also hacking away the opponent, and blood spilled into the sky.
ah……
Xiao Yuanhai screamed, and without waiting for the running technique to suppress the sword energy in his body, his internal organs were shattered by the extremely sharp sword energy.
Also lifeless.
Jiang Ming felt slightly weak, and the true energy in his Dantian surged out. The weakness suddenly disappeared and he returned to his peak again.
With his background, he could fight for three days and three nights without taking a breath.
At this moment, there was no sound around.
Xiao Yuanrang was stunned.
Liang Dashan and the two also stopped.
That is a unique move, a decisive move.
The two men working together could definitely threaten the Grand Master, but it was actually broken? Still killed him?
impossible!
This is their first thought.
What followed was endless fear.
"Dragon Suppressing Fist!" Jiang Ming didn't give them any time to be stunned, he immediately took action and knocked Xiao Yuanrang away with his left fist.
His chest collapsed and blood spurted out.
Clearly hit hard.
"Death!" Jiang Ming turned around and killed the Liang brothers.
The light of the sword is like a waterfall, and it surges like a tide.
Previously, the four of them were suppressed by him when they joined forces, let alone now that they have let go.
In just a moment, Xiao Yuanrang almost died tragically on the spot, Liang Dashan was beheaded, and Liang Dashan had a broken arm and knelt on the ground on one knee, vomiting blood.
Raising the sword into the sky, he was about to kill Liang Dashan, but a voice came over: "Stop, stop!"
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man came quickly, stopped in front of Liang Dashan, and knelt down towards Jiang Ming.
"I am Liang Han, the current head of the Liang family. I beg Master Jiang to spare his life." Liang Han saluted and paid homage, and then said quickly, "I, the Liang family, are willing to offer you three hundred thousand taels of silver!"
"Interesting!" Jiang Ming smiled, "If you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again with the spring breeze. What if it were you and me?"
Liang Han opened his mouth, showing a bitter look.
"Do you really want to kill them all?" Liang Dashan said with difficulty, "The crime is not worthy of his wife and children, and the crime is not worthy of his family."
"Didn't your Liang family cause enough damage to the family? Now you can't blame me for not being as good as your family. It's really a joke!" Jiang Ming said coldly.
His aura is still as thin as the sea, and the black sword is spitting out the sword energy that cuts everything.
Liang Dashan flashed a ferocious look, but looked at Liang Han next to him. The frightened Liang family in the distance showed a look of sadness, and said to Jiang Ming: "Three hundred thousand taels of silver notes, three thousand-year-old ginseng, The Liang family’s treasured skills, and, and…”
He looked at Jiang Ming's cold eyes and unmoved expression, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Shaoyin Meridian."
"Shaoyin Meridian?" Jiang Ming's expression changed slightly.
The Nine-Yang Manual is divided into several parts, and so is the Nine-Yin Divine Art.
When I first heard what Lu Yuan said, the Shaoyin Sutra was one of them, I didn't expect that it would be in the hands of the Liang family.
"Plus, you've ruined your cultivation!" Jiang Ming still said coldly.
"Okay!" Liang Dashan agreed, "After the delivery is completed, give me three days. Not only will I lose my cultivation, but I will also commit suicide in the city that supports me! But, you must let me, the Liang family, live!"
Jiang Ming nodded and saw Liang Han take out a sutra book from his arms and hand it over: "This is the Shaoyin Sutra. I will send someone back to get the rest."
"Interesting!" Jiang Ming took it with a smile. It was obvious that the head of the Liang family considered defeat before victory, and considered how the Liang family could survive and continue in the event of defeat.
There was a commotion in the distance.
That is the rumored secret Shaoyin Jing.
No one would have thought that the Liang family, which had been suppressed by the Xiao family, would have such a unique skill. But when I think about it, the Liang family who possesses the Shaoyin Sutra gave birth to two masters, but in the end they were suppressed and faced the danger of annihilation. I couldn't help but sigh.
Feeling a scorching gaze, Jiang Ming ignored it and quickly read through it, memorizing the contents in his heart.
In my mind, the flame of wisdom was also burning. After careful consideration, I understood some of the essence contained in it in just a moment.
There seemed to be a waning moon in his eyes.
At this time, there was a vibration under the feet, and a group of people came from a distance. The leaders were Chang Qing and Lu Yuan, and there were several people with slim bodies wearing black clothes and masks.
They are covered in blood.
"Meet the commander-in-chief!" Chang Qing quickly came closer and knelt down on one knee.
"Meet the commander-in-chief!" Hundreds of people behind him knelt down and saluted.
Jiang Ming glanced around and found that one-third of the Tianwu Army had been lost. Fortunately, most of the original old people were still there.
"You owe me a favor." Lu Yuan nodded, then looked at the masked woman next to him. He didn't introduce her immediately, but just gave Jiang Ming a wink.
"Thank you!" Jiang Ming couldn't help but smile and said, "Commander Chang, take the people aside to rest!"
"Yes!" Chang Qing led the people to retreat.
Jiang Ming then walked towards Xiao Yuanrang, who was severely injured: "Are you going to exterminate the clan, or are you going to take out something that can renew the clan's life?"
Xiao Yuanrang's face was full of hatred, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The second brother is dead.
The son is dead.
The grandson is dead.
Eighty percent of the family elites were also killed, and the Black Iron Army was finished.
What is left of the Xiao family?
Extend your life?
hey-hey!
If he couldn't survive, the Xiao family would definitely be doomed, because there were too many enemies, and even the Liang family, which had cooperated well before, would not let them go and would eradicate them.
There are also six gates, which support the large and small forces in the city.
He knew all too well what he would face in the future.
"Grandfather!" A young man staggered over, hugged Xiao Yuanrang's legs, and cried bitterly, "Grandfather, the Xiao family cannot die, it cannot die! My son, your great-great-grandson was just born, could it be that Do you want him to die too?"
Xiao Yuanrang raised his palm with a ferocious expression.
The young man was suddenly stunned, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"How can a guy like you continue my Xiao family!" Xiao Yuanrang was filled with sadness. He stared at Jiang Ming again with a look of determination.
But in the end he sighed, looked at Jiang Ming and said, "How can we let my Xiao family go?"
"Five hundred thousand taels of silver notes, five thousand-year-old ginseng, the Xiao family's treasured martial arts, your life, and..." Jiang Ming said indifferently, "Shaoyang Sutra! Don't say that the Xiao family doesn't have it. There are rumors in the world that the city is the backer. The Shaoyang Sutra appeared, but you used it to blame Baiyun Village. As the biggest local snake here, it must be in your hands."
"You are completely trying to drive out my Xiao family!" Xiao Yuan shrank his pupils and his expression became distorted again, "If I don't tell the Shaoyang Sutra, my Xiao family still has a glimmer of hope, but now, it is completely gone!"
"Grandpa? How could it be? We can meet these conditions, all of them!" the young man next to him said hurriedly.
"Idiot! Even if the Shaoyang Sutra is given away, my Xiao family will be targeted by the strongest men in the world. Without a grandmaster, the Xiantian realm is almost dead. Do you think the Xiao family can still be saved? It will be broken even to the bones by Jue. The stubble has been swallowed up!" After Xiao Yuanrang said this, he shouted loudly, "Zhang Tong, I know you are watching in secret, come out!"
