Chapter 7 Nosy

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A black light suddenly hit, cutting off the warrior's wrist like a sharp sword, and its cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"Ah~~My hand, my hand..."

The warrior was stunned for a moment, and the severe pain in his hand made him reflect in an instant. He looked at his broken wrist that kept spewing blood out, and his face turned pale, rolling on the ground in pain and constantly howling.

Jiang Ming walked slowly and step by step towards this direction. He was as heavy as a mountain and poured mercilessly towards these warriors.

Step, step, step...

Several warriors looked at Jiang Ming in horror. Every time such a teenager took a step forward, their bodies seemed to carry tens of thousands of pounds of weight. Gradually, their bodies were full of blood stains, but Jiang Ming's footsteps still did not stop; Jiang Ming still walked forward, their bodies began to crack, and Jiang Ming still did not His face was merciless and indifferent; Jiang Ming took a few steps forward again, their bones creaked, their eyes were covered with blood, their breathing became difficult, and their bodies were almost overwhelmed by the heavy pressure. At this time, Jiang Ming stopped.

"Forgive my life, spare my life, spare my life..." The leading man's throat rolled, spoke with difficulty, and began to beg for mercy.

Looking at their miserable and frightened appearance, Jiang Ming grinned at them with a cold look: "In my eyes, his mother's life is a thousand times more precious than you. If you say that his mother's life is extremely lowly, isn't your life even worse than that of weeds?"

In the frightened eyes of several warriors, Jiang Ming's eyes were extremely cold, and he gently spit out a few words: "You are not worth living, so go - die!"

Boom!

Puff! Poo! Poo!

Jiang Ming finally took another step forward, and the heavy momentum rolled over like a landslide and tsunami. The bodies of the martial artists suddenly burst, but the dirty blood was steamed into a wisp of smoke by the terrible momentum without even a chance to splash, and the faint smell of blood suddenly spread in the air. , it's disgusting.

Jiang Ming put away his momentum, came to the little Taoist priest and patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" The little Taoist priest subconsciously said that he had been stunned by all this.

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "Take me to your house and save your mother."

Ah? Oh! Yes, thank you, big brother. Please follow me, please follow me!" The little Taoist priest looked at Jiang Ming gratefully and said in a hurry.

Then, the little Taoist priest took Jiang Ming around more than a dozen turns and finally came to a dilapidated hut.

The little Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Big brother, this is my home. I tried my best to get the thousand-year-old snow ginseng to save my mother, but those people just wanted to grab it. My mother is very poisonous and needs millennium snow ginseng to save her life. Now that the millennium snow ginseng is gone, I'm afraid..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go in and have a look!" Jiang Ming softly comforted him and immediately opened the door.

The moment he opened the door, Jiang Ming was stunned. The room is not big, only 20 square meters. In the narrow room, there are two cold and hard wooden beds and two chairs, and there is nothing else.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman, about 40 years old, is wearing a Taoist robe and lying quietly**. The surface of such a woman's skin is dark blue, and some places also show ferocious swelling, which is obviously poisoned to death. What shocked Jiang Ming more was that the woman's body was much stronger than him. Obviously, she was also a peerless master, but now she has been killed. Her dim eyes tilted slightly and looked in the direction of the door, with unwillingness, resentment and nostalgia in her eyes.

"Mother..."

The little Taoist priest walked into the room and saw the miserable appearance of ** women. He knelt down on the ground with a plop. He crawled forward with his legs and cried bitterly. Finally, he rushed forward and rushed to the woman.

"Don't go, she is poisoned." Jiang Ming was shocked, grabbed the little Taoist priest's arm and pulled him back.

"Mom, woo... those damn smashes! I will definitely avenge you, woo..." The little Taoist priest's eyes were red and he wiped his tears. He looked miserable.

"My condolences." Jiang Ming knew the pain of losing his loved ones and wanted to be a good person, but it was too late. Immediately, he couldn't help touching the little Taoist priest's head and comforted him.

Suddenly, the little Taoist priest turned his head and knelt down to Jiang Ming. His voice was sad and tender, but he said persistently and seriously, "Big brother, I beg you to accept me as an apprentice! Please teach me profound spells to avenge my mother.

Jiang Ming was slightly stunned and immediately smiled bitterly, "Get up, get up quickly!" It's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that you can't walk the way I practice!"

Jiang Ming's words are not a word of excuse. Because of his own special reasons, he directly integrates the true qi into the body and senses the road with the scriptures hidden in his mind. These methods cannot be replicated at all.

When Yu Sheng heard the words, his eyes darkened, but he immediately knelt down and hugged Jiang Ming's thigh and said with a crying voice, "Big brother, I beg you, you must accept me. You saved me on the street, simply saved people to the end, and took me as an apprentice. Please, please!"

"This..." Jiang Ming's face was helpless and he wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but suddenly he felt a burst of heat in his legs, as if his legs had been burned in the fire. Jiang Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression was full of shock. He looked down and found that Yu Sheng's skin oozed a red light from the inside out, but the child was not aware of it at all.

Jiang Ming said in his heart: This boy is so strange. Then he reached out and grabbed Yusheng's forehead, pulled him up and said, "Get up first."

His true qi ran along the Zhoutian in Yusheng's body for a day, and found that the muscles and bones in Yusheng's body were actually shimmering red. His muscles and bones were full of toughness and elasticity, full of strong explosive power, and his physique was extraordinary.

"Big brother, go and accept me, please!" Yu Sheng begged bitterly and begged Jiang Ming to accept him.

Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Follow me to practice, but you have to endure hardships. Can you endure hardships?"

"Yes, even if it is a sea of knives and fire, I am not afraid; even if the suffering of ten thousand knives are late, I will never retreat." Although the voice is tender, its tone and expression made Jiang Ming deeply feel the four words 'powerful and loud'.

"Okay, then I will accept you as an apprentice. You are my great disciple!" Jiang Ming laughed twice and then said in a low voice, "Yi Sheng, since you worship me as a teacher, I will do my best to teach you in the future, as long as you have suffered. And your great revenge will definitely avenge you. Now let's bury your mother!"

Jiang Ming helped Yu Sheng bury his mother and let him stay in front of his mother's spirit for seven days.

On this day, Yu Sheng was about to leave with Jiang Ming. He cried for a long time in front of his mother's grave. Finally, he came to Jiang Ming with red eyes and bowed respectfully and choked, "Master, where are we going now?"

"Where are you going?" Jiang Ming smiled with a strange smile and asked, "Good apprentice, do you know which force the warriors who stopped you that day belong to?"

"They? Of course I know." As soon as Jiang Ming mentioned these people, a burst of anger suddenly ignited in his eyes. His tender little hands were tightly grasped, and his knuckles were a little white, making a crisp sound: "They are the people of this Qingming Town Iron Boxing Gate. The head of this Iron Boxing Gate is the strength of the King of Wu, which is composed of dozens of warriors entangled. Iron Fist Gate, usually rampant in the countryside, majestic!"

"Oh? King Wu? How is the realm of this warrior divided? Jiang Ming wondered what King of Wu, Emperor Wuzong, Wu Zun, and the saint in Nangong's crazy mouth after arriving at the ancient Wu mainland really puzzled him.

Ah? Master, you are so powerful, why don't you even know the realm of martial arts? The boss with open eyes was shocked.

Looking at Yu Sheng's innocent and incredible eyes, Jiang Ming couldn't help blushing and felt a little hot. He gave a bang reward to Yusheng and shouted, "As a teacher, this is to test you. If you say it, just say it."

He Sheng said slowly: "The realm of cultivation is divided into martial arts, martial arts apprentices, martial arts masters, martial arts kings, martial arts emperors, and martial arts masters. There are also martial arts saints on them, which are called saints. Emperor Wu is called supreme by people. There is even a level above Emperor Wu. It is said to be a supreme immortal, known as martial arts. Fairy! That's all I know."

"Wujin, Wutu..." Jiang Ming pondered, and it gradually became clear in his heart: So, the Nangong madness is the peak of the god, that is, Wu Zun. In this way, every small realm that shocked the ancient continent is a large realm of the monks of the ancient martial arts continent. In this way, my current strength in the middle of the cave is actually the so-called martial saint of the world, that is, the saint. It seems that the saints in this ancient continent are just my realm, and I can let go.

Immediately, he shouted, "Yi Sheng, follow me, take me to the iron fist gate, and avenge your teacher!"

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