Chapter 3 Enmity Before Hua Hanchun's sword fell, a strong wind suddenly blew. It was not aimed at him, but at Hu Weiyong whose power was sealed! Hua Hanchun was shocked. He didn't expect that someone could break free from the Buddhist mantra so quickly. He quickly stood in front of Hu Weiyong, with a three-foot strong energy covering his body, and the sword shattered anything that touched him. Very low power. Hua Hanchun simply ignored it and was about to swing his sword again to cut the chain, but in a flash, another porcelain bottle was thrown over and hit the罡气. The bottle shattered, and the purple poisonous powder inside emitted out, penetrating the罡气 protective shield and rushing towards Hua Hanchun and Hu Weiyong! "Heart-breaking Powder?!" Hua Hanchun was terrified and wanted to burst out his true Qi to disperse the poison powder, but Hu Weiyong beside him could not withstand the impact of the Qi. He could only endure it in frustration and curse in his heart. The little ants that we usually crush to death actually do bad things again and again at this critical moment! Hua Hanchun felt murderous intent rising in his heart, but he knew that now was not the time to kill ants. The opportunity was fleeting. Once Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan broke free from the shackles of the truth, they would miss this hard-earned opportunity! Poison has no effect on him, but Hu Weiyong can't bear it now! Hua Hanchun had no choice but to stop and use his true Qi to gather the poison powder and sprinkle it to the back, turning defense into offense and buying time for himself at the same time. However, Zhao Wumian had already dodged by firing one shot and moving to another. He used his natural agility to perform lightness skills, hid in the crowd, and was as elusive as a ghost, and came to his side in the blink of an eye. He threw away another bottle of Heartbreak Powder. Will you answer it or not?
If you accept the challenge, you will waste time. If you don't, you will just have to wait to bring back a dead body. Hua Hanchun was completely enraged. "court death!!" He swung his sword in reverse, and the surging sword energy swept across the battlefield. Eight men in black and three Jinyiwei were cut in half in an instant. The remaining sword energy did not dissipate, and it slashed towards Zhao Wumian! The sword was too fast, but Zhao Wumian's speed and reaction were not bad either. His extremely high comprehension brought him extremely strong brain power and extremely fast reaction speed, allowing his brain to process countless information in a short period of time. At the critical moment, he was extremely calm, his eyes like an eagle, and he moved quickly. The moment Hua Hanchun raised his hand, he had already predicted it, spun around, and the sword energy flashed past his nose, chopping off the sundial and the thick sycamore tree behind him! Zhao Wumian took advantage of the situation and threw out the third bottle of Broken Heart Powder. "Hahaha!" On the distant hillside, an old man who was sitting in a chair and watching the show calmly couldn't help laughing. In just a short moment, two warriors with a huge difference in strength exchanged four quick moves, and the weaker one actually won. How interesting. He tilted his head and said, "Check, what's this kid's name? I haven't seen such a high level of innate talent in a long time. Hmm, he's not bad-headed, too." "Return to Your Majesty." A middle-aged man in a silk shirt with a white face and no beard said respectfully, "I have read the defense deployment file today. This person should be Zhao Wumian, the trial centurion of the Zhenfu Division. He is the son of Zhao Qi, the former inspector of the camp. After Zhao Qi retired due to illness, he took over his father's position in October last year. Originally, he did not have extraordinary qualifications, but now... I am a little unsure." "Try a hundred households?" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, "Even a small centurion knows to make more preparations, but Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan, those two useless men, actually let a lama disrupt their formation and reveal their flaws. It seems that they have become more powerful and are taking their jobs less and less seriously!" The personal eunuch Yun Qi lowered his head and said nothing. Zhu Yuanzhang ordered: "Keep an eye on this boy, don't let him die, and teach him the martial arts method afterwards. Among all the Jinyiwei in the place, he is the only one who has earned back some face, so consider it a reward." "My slave takes orders." “And the lama.” "The abbot of the Great Heaven Realm Temple has already taken action. I believe there will be news soon." "I have to be alive. I traveled thousands of miles from the Snow Mountain overnight... Something happened here."
"Yes, the servant understands." "Just keep an eye on it." Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, put his hands behind his back, turned around and left. No need to look at the rest. Hua Hanchun was also aware of this and was gritting his teeth in hatred, because before he could make another move, a shocking sword chant suddenly erupted outside the execution ground, and a blood-red sword rushed into the battlefield. Wherever the blood passed, all the men in black were beheaded and torn apart, and finally stabbed Hua Hanchun! The strongest man in the Pacification Division, Mao Xiang, took action. After him, the pacification envoy Jiang Huan also quickly broke free from the restraints of the truth and rushed towards Hua Hanchun in a rage. With the combined efforts of the two, Hua Hanchun immediately fell into a disadvantage. After only a few lightning-fast moves, he was forced back dozens of feet and was seriously injured. But his expression relaxed, and he even revealed a crazy smile. Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan immediately had an ominous premonition. Is there any other trick? Kaka! Zhao Wumian had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard two crisp sounds of metal breaking. He was startled and quickly turned to Hu Weiyong, only to see a pair of black hands suddenly stretch out from the ground, grab his legs and drag him underground! not good! Escape! Zhao Wumian suddenly realized that these one hundred and twenty killers were a cover, and Hua Hanchun was also a cover! This technique of earth escape is Yipintang's trump card to save people! How to do? Are you still going to take action? Zhao Wumian hesitated slightly, but made up his mind. Anyway, he had already delayed the rescue and made enemies, so he didn't care if the grudge got any worse! With a wave of the long sword, all the internal strength in the body burst out! "Ten Miles of Mad Blade"! As one of the few martial arts that the original body could show off, after last night's hard practice, he had already perfected this sword technique. The advantage of top-level comprehension is that one can remember everything about literature, and can master martial arts at a glance, and can be proficient in it after a while, and can bring forth new ideas. "Ten Miles of Mad Blade" was originally a martial art used by the Southeastern Giant Whale Gang to hunt whales. Every move was fierce and every strike of the sword was deadly. Zhao Wumian slashed with his sword, and the vast sword energy was like a huge tide, heading straight for Hu Weiyong. The man underground was grabbing Hu Weiyong's legs and dragging him down. Suddenly he felt something was wrong and immediately rushed out of the tunnel, turned his back and stood in front of Hu Weiyong. He was a burly man, and the knife slashed on his back, causing a sound of metal. Shaolin "Vajra Kung Fu"! And it is the Vajra Kung Fu which has reached an extremely profound level. "Stop him!" Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they were furious. They turned around and shouted, "Execute!" The same two words. Previously, they were said to the executioner, and this time they were said to Zhao Wumian. Kill Hu Weiyong! Hua Hanchun was furious. This damn centurion had been doing bad things one after another. Seeing that the two masters were about to go back, he immediately used all his strength to perform "Jinghong Treading Snow Steps", creating overlapping shadows that surrounded the two men. His sword moves were like a storm, and he risked his life to buy time for Hu Weiyong to escape! "Take the Prime Minister away!" "dream!" Mao Xiang thrust out his sword finger and performed the "Tianfeng Sword Technique". The blood-red sword in his hand turned into blood light again and shot out, piercing the burly man. The full-strength attack of a peak master of the fourth realm could not be blocked by a phantom. Hua Hanchun wanted to rescue him, but Jiang Huan was waiting for him to make a move to stop him, with the Yin-Yang Bone-Breaking Palm in his hand ready to be used. The man underground can’t block any of these moves! Hua Hanchun was extremely anxious. It was wishful thinking for him to entangle the two men and block all their moves at the same time. He shouted anxiously, "Kanwei, retreat!" At the same time, he took Jiang Huan's "Yin Yang Bone-Breaking Palm" head-on, spitting blood, and finally blocked this fatal second move. The sturdy man also felt the terrifying murderous intent behind him, and cold sweat broke out. He quickly followed the instructions and retreated to the danger zone.
A blood-red sword flashed through his body, and an arm flew into the sky! There was a dagger in that hand, shining with cold light and emitting a murderous aura. The sturdy man groaned. If he had not dodged quickly, the sword would have pierced his chest. He endured the severe pain, hugged Hu Weiyong with one arm and escaped underground. Zhao Wumian rushed forward like lightning and slashed Hu Weiyong with his long sword. Again! The sturdy man burst into anger, spun around and kicked out, using all his strength in this kick. As long as the kick hit the target, this ant in the first level would be smashed into pieces. However, a strange scene happened. This extremely powerful kick hit Zhao Wumian right on the spot, but there was no sense of reality - it was actually an illusion! The sturdy man was horrified and blurted out: "'Stunning Snow Steps'?!" "'Stunning Snow Steps'!" Hua Hanchun, Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan were also shocked by this scene. "Jinghong Treading Snow Steps" is the strongest light skill of Sima Quehun, the former Palace Master of Tianji Palace of the Demon Sect. When practiced to the extreme, the speed is so fast that it is like riding the wind. He can use the afterimage to create a series of clones and launch an unparalleled quick attack. After the fall of Tianji Palace, the sect's disciples scattered and the sect's treasures were divided into three parts. Hua Hanchun is the remaining disciple of Sima Quehun. Among all the powerful people in the world, he is the only one who can do it. However, today, there is one more. Hua Hanchun's mind was in a mess. He was the one who knew best whether he had accepted a disciple or not! Mao Xiang and Jiang Huan also found it incredible. Where did this kid learn this? Zhao Qi? It's impossible. If he had this ability, he would have been promoted long ago. The Inspector General and the Imperial Guard are not restricted by their background. It doesn't matter if they are from the devil or not. As long as they are wholeheartedly serving the emperor, they are loyal ministers and follow the right path. If Zhao Qi knew how to do it, given his background and resume, there would be no need for him to hide it. If it's not him, then who could it be... A flash of inspiration. An incredible thought flashed through the minds of the three people at the same time: Could it be that he just learned it... There is no shortage of geniuses in this world who can learn martial arts just by "watching" others perform them. Because the current Prince of Yan, Zhu Di, is such a person, and the former Prince of Ming, Han Lin'er, was also such a person. But no one expected that this little Jinyiwei was also like that! The most shocked and terrified person was the strong man. He knew very well that after the feint, a second blow, faster and more powerful, would come. However, his moves were outdated and he had no time to defend himself. He could only watch! "Prime Minister!!" In an instant, Hua Hanchun's face turned pale. Under everyone's shocked gaze, Zhao Wumian slashed at them diagonally with his sword, and this time there was no way to dodge or avoid it. "Hahaha……" Hu Weiyong looked at the knife flash coming at him and laughed wildly: "...Zhu Yuanzhang! Zhu Yuanzhang!!!"
There was no laughter in that roar, but instead an indescribable sadness. A trace of pity for life flashed across Zhao Wumian's eyes, but in the end reason overcame emotion. He swung his long sword, and the head flew into the sky and fell to the ground! The whole place was silent. A dead silence! On the execution ground, everyone was shocked and speechless, with only the whistling sound of the wind. The side effect of "God is jealous of talented people" follows closely. Zhao Wumian inexplicably felt weak all over, his meridians ached and he was sweating profusely. He collapsed due to exhaustion, cursing in his heart, "This damn -30 physique..." A hand reached out and supported him. "Captain Zhao has great kung fu." Yun Qi smiled and nodded, "It's true that heroes emerge from youth." Zhao Wumian didn't know this person, but he felt the sincerity in his words. His weakness became more and more serious. When he saw that the situation had calmed down, he simply gave up. His mind relaxed and he fainted. (End of this chapter)