Zhao Hongming used the method to transform the cyan arms. Each arm used a huge amount of force. Now with more than a dozen arms superimposed, the power has been doubled by more than ten times.
In an instant, a giant hand like a pillar of heaven descended from the sky, accompanied by a harsh sonic boom, and landed heavily on Wang Ning's chest.
boom!
The floor originally paved with bluestones exploded, and the ground centered on the two people fell apart, revealing brown earth.
Zhao Hongming felt as if his fist had hit the hard iron curtain.
Under Wang Ning's body, a yellow triangular flag kept vibrating.
A golden transparent light curtain appeared in front of him, blocking Zhao Hongming's powerful punch.
Click, click, click!
Something crisp cracked, making a sound like ice.
Wang Ning was shocked when he heard this sound.
He bit the tip of his tongue, squirted a mouthful of blood towards the triangular flag, and hurriedly kneaded the hand.
But before he could finish the magic spell, power several times greater than the current one suddenly burst out from Zhao Hongming's fist.
[Martial skill: Broken Yue! 】
The true meaning carried by Zhao Hongming in the Dharma image accumulated to a limit and exploded in front of the fist.
Wang Ning let out a scream like a ghost, and the golden light curtain in front of him that was struggling to support was completely blown to pieces, and his whole body was hit by the aftermath and fell into the ground.
It was as if a stone had been stepped into the soft mud and embedded in the ground.
Snapped!
A yellow pennant collapsed.
Wang Ning struggled to stand up from the ground. As soon as he raised his head, he was kicked into the mud again.
"It seems that this Qilin of the Wang family is nothing more than that."
"Who...are you?" Wang Ning roared, and all the mouths on his shoulders closed tightly, and their heads began to shrink into his body little by little.
Sizzle...
Light black smoke continued to seep out from the top of his head.
"Who?" Zhao Hongming chuckled, staring at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes and said, "Didn't you already know who I am when you came here?"
"It's impossible...how could you have such terrifying combat power...ah..."
Zhao Hongming increased the force on his feet, causing Wang Ning to scream in agony.
"I thought that the huge Wang family was full of talents, but now it seems that I overestimated you."
Zhao Hongming looked at Wang Ning coldly, and the green mist behind him continued to spurt out.
Wang Ning's expression suddenly changed.
He watched helplessly as the cyan mist gathered into a fist as big as a millstone.
He began to struggle violently, and kept hitting Zhao Hongming's legs with his hands, trying to struggle away and escape.
Unfortunately it's all in vain.
boom!
Zhao Hongming's fist fell.
"No!"
Wang Ning's voice stopped suddenly.
Under Zhao Hongming's body, a pool of blood splashed radially in all directions.
Wang Ning, the Qilin'er of the Wang family, was beaten to the ground by Zhao Hongming.
Except for the head, which was still intact, the neck below had turned into a puddle of mud.
Zhao Hongming moved away, looking a little disappointed.
So far, he has only used about 20 to 30% of his strength.
This Wang Ning of the Wang family didn't really let him use his full strength.
When he first arrived, he listened to the corner outside and roughly understood that Wang Ning's strength should be around the first-level martial arts, and he was also a first-level martial artist, but the gap between them was wider than he expected.
The strength among the warriors in this world cannot be completely measured by realm.
Generally speaking, most high-level warriors are stronger than low-level warriors.
However, some special warriors have extraordinary talents, and if they are in the same realm, they are slightly higher.
Also, if a high-level warrior is injured and suffers serious loss of energy and blood, he may not be a match for a low-level warrior.
Zhao Hongming weighed it in his mind and concluded that his combat effectiveness could probably reach the level of the second level of bravery.
In Ying County, there are only a few people with such fighting power.
Now, he finally has some confidence in Ying County.
call……
There was a slight sound of deflation in the pit.
Zhao Hongming followed the sound and found that Wang Ning's head was aging strangely at some point, and then turned into a dying old man.
"Well, what on earth is this Wang family doing?" Zhao Hongming frowned slightly, but soon relaxed: "Forget it, I will have a chance to find out in the future."
He turned around and passed by the hall masters and stewards before sitting back on the main seat.
In the lobby, He Jinlong and others had their mouths slightly open, their faces full of fear, and they looked dumbfounded.
Zhao Hongming's performance was really shocking, far exceeding their expectations.
The so-called "Qilin'er" of the Wang family seemed to have no power to fight back in front of him.
It is not that they have never seen Wudanjing take action, but people like Zhao Hongming have never seen or heard of it.
Soon, when they saw Zhao Hongming sitting back on the main seat, the look of horror on their faces turned into ecstasy.
They are following this leader. The stronger the leader is, the brighter their future will be.
He Jinlong, with quick eyes and quick hands, hurriedly knelt down and said: "Master, your martial arts skills are unparalleled, long live long live, long live long live."
The others were a little slower, but they still followed Shan and shouted: "Master, your martial arts skills are unparalleled, long live long live, long live long live."
Zhao Hongming said calmly: "Forget the flattery, now we'd better think about how to deal with the Wang family next."
"What the leader said is true. The Wang family has been entrenched in Luling, Ying County for many years. Although its power has gradually weakened, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. We still need to make plans early." Pei Zhaoan stood up and said loudly.
He Jinlong cupped his hands and said with a relaxed expression: "With the leader here, I guess the Wang family can't do anything to us, so Hall Master Pei doesn't need to be too nervous."
The 'Qilin'er' of the Wang family suddenly appeared in recent times, but there was no news at all before.
The Luling Wang family has endured this for many years. Either this kind of Qilin'er is extremely rare, or this 'Qilin'er' is not worth mentioning.
The former means that the Wang family's strength is just that, and the latter means that the Wang family has other plans.
No matter what, in the hands of the leader, such a powerful martial artist is as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs. And judging from his past experience, the leader has not yet used all his strength.
What else is scary about this Wang family?
Zhao Hongming supported his chin with his hand and his expression became thoughtful.
In his opinion, the Wang family's intentions are unclear, so the best way at this time is to explore the truth and falsehood of the Wang family.
If the Wang family showed great strength, he would avoid its edge.
If there is not much reaction from the Wang family, then they will have to press forward, make their plate bigger as soon as possible, and extend their tentacles of influence outside the palace.
After thinking twice, Zhao Hongming said: "Offense is the best defense. I heard that Zhang Yubao and you are planning to do Yinghe's river transportation business?"
Zhang Yubao stood up and said: "Return to the leader, the river transportation in Yinghe is a big business in Luling, and it is very profitable, so we want to try it. However, most of the river transportation business in Yinghe is controlled by the Wang family. If we want to gain something, it will not be easy.”
When facing Zhao Hongming again, Zhang Yubao's attitude became more respectful unknowingly, and he did not even dare to look at him simply.
After listening to Zhang Yubao's relevant narrative, Zhao Hongming ordered: "Then let's start with the river transport and cut off the Wang family's financial path. Your other cousins will do your best to assist in this matter."
Everyone in the lobby looked straight and did not refuse. They said in unison: "Yes, the leader!"
Seeing the performance of these people, Zhao Hongming nodded with satisfaction.
It seemed that after showing some of his strength, his words were much more effective.
Now that he has these subordinates, Zhao Hongming has become more calm and does not need to do it himself.
Nowadays, there are not many other things in Ying County, but there are many martial arts forces.
Even if their forces are damaged, Zhao Hongming can make up for this loss by annexing other martial arts forces.
It won't have much impact on him now.
Moreover, in the future, he will not be able to let the rest of the martial arts forces go their own way, and annexation will happen sooner or later, and now it is just the beginning.
Zhao Hongming stood up and said: "The matter here is over. I will wait for your good news later. If it is done well, a heavy reward will be inevitable."
Everyone looked happy and said, "Thank you so much, Master."
"I heard that there are many refugees outside the city. If you have time, pick out some people with innocent backgrounds and some martial arts talents. I will be useful later."
After Zhao Hongming left a word, he strode out from the door and disappeared from everyone's sight.
…
Not long after, news spread that Wei Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult, had killed Wang Ning, and it was known to Wang Jingzhi, the head of the Wang family.
In the study, Wang Jingzhi sat up from his chair and said in disbelief: "What? You said Wang Ning was killed?"
In front of him, a servant of the Wang family lay on the ground and said in a trembling tone: "Reporting to the master, everyone outside said so. I also went to check. Young Master Wang Ning was indeed killed by the leader of the Ming Cult."
Wang Jingzhi sat back in his chair absentmindedly and murmured: "If you can kill Wang Ning, it means that the opponent is almost at the second level of martial arts. Why does such a martial artist appear in Ying County at this time? Is it for him? Are you from the Yin Kingdom?"
For a time, Wang Jingzhi thought of a lot.
Others don't know, but he knows what the Wang family is like now.
Except for the ancestors, the remaining descendants are not as good as the previous ones.
To put it bluntly, after thousands of years of reproduction, the Wang family has become nothing but ruins.
If it weren't for relying on the accumulated accumulation of some ancestors, we could still have some strength. Otherwise, we would have been defeated long ago.
It is based on this that they put all their efforts into launching Wang Ning.
He summoned many martial arts forces to come today. In addition to asking them for some supplies and hollowing them out, it was mostly to build momentum for Wang Ning.
Using the names of these people, Wang Ning was labeled "Qilin'er" so as to scare some young people and serve as the face of the Wang family.
As long as they get the information about Yin State, everything will turn around.
But they didn't expect that their plans would end up making a wedding dress for Wei Wuji of the Ming Sect.
Wang Jingzhi's face instantly became extremely ugly.
If this matter is of great importance, we still need to ask the ancestor for his signal.
He did not delay in the study, and quickly walked towards the Wang family's artificial lake, along a staircase, and walked to the bottom of the lake.
The steps are very long.
As he continued deeper, the light became darker and darker.
Fortunately, the staircase ended before the light completely disappeared and we reached the bottom.
A deep corridor appeared in front of Wang Jingzhi, with two rows of lamp holders like flying cranes.
Each flying crane holds a sparkling stone in its mouth, which blooms with bright white light and dispels the darkness of the corridor.
Wang Jingzhi walked over in a familiar manner.
After walking out of the long corridor, a spacious and majestic gate of the underground palace appeared in front of Wang Jingzhi.
The gate is made of bronze and is engraved with intricate textures.
After countless years of baptism, the bronze door has lost its former brilliance and is covered with a layer of blue patina.
Under the ancient bronze door, an old man sat cross-legged, with oracle bones burning on fire in front of him, silently.
Wang Jingzhi looked intently and saw five oracle bones engraved with complex characters neatly arranged next to the old man.
There are various cracks on these oracle bones.
Wang Jingzhi walked up and said respectfully: "Ancestor."
The old man stared at the door in front of him and said, "Why is the master here?"
"Ancestor, Wang Ning is dead."
The old man's eyes moved slightly and he sighed: "As expected, my ancestors have been reminding me that there will be a disaster today, but I didn't expect it to come true."
Wang Jingzhi was silent for a while and said: "Ancestor, what should we do?"
Click click click.
While he was talking, a crack appeared in the middle of the oracle bone that was still being calcined in the fire, and then another horizontal crack appeared, forming the character "Bu".
The ancestor of the Wang family lowered his head and looked at the oracle bones, and said after a while: "Let this matter go for a while and concentrate on the present. Our Wang family's turning point is about to come."
"Really?" Wang Jingzhi was surprised.
"This is the revelation given to us by our ancestors." The Wang family ancestor's tone became serious: "We must take it seriously."
He continued: "The key to the Wang family's situation now is patience. As long as some time passes, everything will clear away the dark clouds and see the moon."
Wang Jingzhi nodded and said, "Then I understand."
"If there is nothing else, don't disturb me for the time being. In addition, the ancestors told me that they need a human sacrifice to make the Shangxian Sect work harder."
Wang Jingzhi responded softly, and then slowly withdrew.
A few days later.
Several Mingjiao disciples took action against some of the Wang family's ships and forces on the Ying River.
To everyone's expectation, the Wang family only sent a team of warriors to kill some low-level gang members, and there was not much reaction to this.
Some people thought that the Wang family was in decline and planned to take advantage of the situation, but they were quickly suppressed by the Wang family.
Under such circumstances, the reputation of the Mingjiao became more and more powerful, and many warriors began to join other families and secretly joined the Mingjiao.
The number of men and horses in the five halls has increased from hundreds of warriors to more than a thousand in just a few days, and this number is still increasing.
In Prince Wu's Mansion, Zhao Hongming couldn't help but smile after hearing the news.
According to this trend, he can allocate some manpower from these gangs to train troops, which is considered to have met his expectations.
(End of chapter)
