"Asshole, who is so arrogant?"
After the martial arts disciples heard this, their expressions also changed.
Everyone in the entire Luoyang City knew that this city lord was supported by their sect. To insult him would not be tantamount to humiliating the Holy Land of Martial Arts.
"Who, stand up, dare to show your face, let us see what kind of thing you are?"
"Why don't you dare?"
After finishing his words, under the gaze of everyone, Tang Ming took off his bamboo hat and threw it aside, revealing his resolute face.
Looking at Tang Ming's slightly aged but still youthful appearance, the martial arts disciple also showed hesitation in his eyes.
Because no young man would be stupid enough to come to the City Lord's Mansion to cause trouble indiscriminately.
"This little brother I have never met before, is there any misunderstanding here?" Ye Chongtian asked kindly.
Tang Ming snorted coldly, "There is no misunderstanding. You kidnapped the girl with a cloudy day and a lunar calendar, and it happens to be related to me. If you hand her over, I will consider leaving a whole body for you!"
Seeing how arrogant this man was, the martial arts disciples all turned pale.
"This is the City Lord's Mansion, and there is no room for you, a wandering cultivator, to run wild. Leave quickly, and don't force me to do anything!"
Tang Ming covered his forehead and looked up to the sky with a smile, "Is this the Holy Land of Martial Arts? It seems to be no different from those bastards in the Holy Land of Swordsmanship. They only blindly protect the forces under their command."
After hearing what Tang Ming said, the opposing disciples also hesitated.
Why does this young man, who is no more than thirty years old at most, hold such a big prejudice against the two holy places?
"Who are you? Say your name, you are my master. If not, we will regard this sentence as a provocation!"
"Master? Title? None of these. All I have is this broken body." Tang Ming sneered.
These people haven't taken action yet because they are worried about whether there is any force behind the other party to protect them. Otherwise, these people would have already taken action.
"Since you didn't say anything, no wonder we took action."
"Several fellow apprentices worked together to capture this man and hand him over to Lord Ye to plead guilty."
With an order, several figures took action together.
Because Tang Ming's methods were not yet understood, and both sides' cultivation levels were at the Tongmai realm, the initial battle was just a trial.
The repeated moves were just to force Tang Ming to use his moves and to determine where his master was coming from.
"Cloud Palm!"
A strong palm force struck along with the hurricane, approaching Tang Ming's vitals, and the intention was for him to use his sect's unique skills to resist.
If it were a disciple of a certain Holy Land, they would stop and wait for the Holy Son to arrive before making a decision.
If it was just a third-rate martial arts sect, they would kill him without hesitation.
Tang Ming also saw their intentions, and then merged his fingers together, bursting out fierce sword energy to compete with them.
The two forces collided with each other, and at the moment of contact, Tang Ming's sword energy penetrated the wind in his palm.
Looking at such a fierce sword energy in front of them, several martial arts disciples no longer held back their hands. Several palm powers were superimposed on each other, and then they could barely block Tang Ming's casual attack.
"Sword energy is so powerful that it can be unleashed with just one hand. Does this guy really only have the realm of Tongmai?"
While evading pursuit, Tang Ming devoted himself to practicing sword energy. Although his level had not improved and he was still at the third level of Tongmai, his sword energy had surpassed the level of his peers.
"Who are you?" Several disciples looked solemn and their eyes were somewhat cautious.
To be able to possess this level of swordsmanship, I am afraid that only disciples from the Holy Land of Swordsmanship can achieve this.
But he had clearly disdained the sect of the Holy Land of Swordsmanship before.
Could it be that the person standing in front of me is?
His swordsmanship is different from ordinary people, and he deeply hates the holy land of swordsmanship.
Judging from age and appearance, only one person meets the requirements.
That was the one Wan Chutian regarded as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
"Tang Ming!"
"He is the most wanted criminal in the Sword Dao Holy Land, Tang Ming!"
After knowing this person's identity, the other martial arts disciples also stopped thinking about fighting.
Because before going down the mountain, the coaching elder had deliberately explained it.
If you meet the young man named Tang Ming, it is best not to make enemies. If you can, give some help appropriately. If such a talent cannot stay in the sect.
Give someone a favor and it will be a favor in the future.
"What should I do?" Several disciples also had troubled expressions on their faces.
One is the city lord supported by the sect.
The other one needs to be friends with Tang Ming.
For a while, it was difficult for them to make a judgment.
"What? Stop fighting?"
Hearing this, several disciples also looked hesitant.
After communicating with each other, he waved his hand and said: "The Holy Son is coming soon, can you wait for some time? We will give you an explanation."
But Tang Ming ignored it and walked straight to Ye Chongtian.
"Where is Qing'er? Where is the little girl who was kidnapped now?"
At this moment, Ye Chongtian was sweating on his forehead. Although he had found a boy and girl who were born in a yin year, a yin month, a yin day, and a yin hour, who would have expected that the relationship behind the girl would actually be Tang Ming.
You must know that he was able to escape from Wan Chutian's hands without incident, and it was not difficult to see from the previous confrontation that even a martial arts disciple was definitely no match for Tang Ming.
Not to mention the so-called city guards around him, they would all be wiped out by Tang Ming in an instant.
Thinking that the cultivation qualifications that he had finally obtained were about to be ruined, he felt uneasy in his heart, but the most important thing was not these, if the affair with Mu Qingyun was exposed.
By then, I am afraid that my position as city lord will be gone.
No matter where he goes from now on, he will become the target of rats crossing the street.
Thinking of this, Ye Chongtian became more determined to deny the fact.
"Qing'er? What Qing'er? I am the city lord's palace here, and there is no little girl like you mentioned."
Then he warned: "If you don't leave, when my nephew comes, you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy."
Seeing that the city lord continued to quibble, Tang Ming's patience was exhausted.
"In this case, it will only make you suffer a little."
After saying that, a green lotus sword energy appeared in Tang Ming's palm.
"If you don't tell me, I will pry open your mouth and find out Qing'er's whereabouts."
Seeing that Tang Ming was about to kill him, the martial arts disciples behind him immediately moved to stop him.
But Tang Ming was so fast that they had no time to stop him.
Just at the critical moment.
There was a sound of breaking through the sky.
A black spear pierced the sky and stood between the two of them, blocking the sword energy in Tang Ming's hand.
"Qiang!"
A heavy crash sounded.
Tang Ming only felt that his arms were numb from the shock.
When he looked at the long spear in front of him that was all black and covered with scales, excitement suddenly appeared on his face.
"Martial Arts Saint, I didn't expect you to show up here!"
