“How is that possible?”
Zhang Sanfeng now looked at Chen Ming as if he was a demon. He didn't expect Chen Ming to be this strong. He used just one palm to kill his subordinates.
“If this continues We all will die.retreat first, retreat!”
Zhang Sanfeng retreated as soon as he saw that Chen Ming alone had defeated more than ten of them. Not including Xiao Wen. At this moment, there were only less than twenty of them left. If more were to die it will affect the group in the long term.
“Hmm, that bastard dares to deceive us that it is an easy job with a thousand taels, haha. How foolish I am”
Zhang Sanfeng clenched his teeth until blood fell down from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Sanfeng's subordinates, hearing that they had to withdraw their forces, immediately followed suit. They don't want to be here anymore. They knew that if they continued to fight, they had all been killed.
Chen Ming saw that the enemies had withdrawn . He stopped chasing. He let out a breath. He looked at the body of the person he had killed. before holding hands and praying
“No matter what, killing people still feels bad. But it can't be helped, Zhang Sanfeng, let me kill you.”
Chen Ming said Zhang Sanfeng's name. Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback. He looked at Chen Ming, his brows furrowed together. Zhang Sanfeng slowly reached out to open the cloth covering his face.
“How did you know it was me?”
"How did I know it doesn't matter, but today you have to die."
“Die? You want to kill me? Hmm Don't overestimate yourself you can kill my subordinate and you think you will be able to kill me With your cultivation? What a joke I know you will let that woman deal with me. You're just as a rumor said someone hiding behind the hem of a woman's skirt.”
Chen Ming shook his head.
"Nonsense"
After speaking, Chen Ming rushed towards Zhang Sanfeng before using his palm to attack him
Zhan Sanfeng didn’t think that Chen Ming wouldn't speak but take action immediately.
“You!”
Zhang Sanfeng did not think that Chen Ming would stop talking. As usual, according to the traditions of martial artists They must first verbally fight. Why would Chen Ming attack him without paying attention to the custom? This was not how cultivators usually behave!!
Zhang Sanfeng quickly took out his sword. Zhang Sanfeng's sword was a sword that was forged with a rare fine metal.
Peng!!!
For the first time, Chen Ming was unable to destroy an enemy's weapon with his palm. Chen Ming examined the red sword that Zhang Sanfeng had pulled out.
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Blood Devil Sword (Qi Gathering Stage)
Properties Every time it hits an enemy, it will inflict a bleeding effect. the user will receive life force and profound energy of his enemy
Require Black Iron Ore to Upgrade
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Chen Ming jumped back from Zhang Sanfeng. Creating a distance, he did not know what kind of technique Zhang Sanfeng had. If he immediately countered, Chen Ming might be injured.
Zhang Sanfeng received Chen Ming's palm just now. He was pushed back two or three steps. The destructive power of the Meridian Destroying Palm was extraordinary. He had never encountered such a powerful destructive power before.
“Chi...That guy is so strong. Who dares say He is trash!?”
Zhang Sanfeng began to feel that the rumor was unreliable. If a person this strong is trash What are they?
Not everyone has great martial skill. Chen Ming was able to use a martial technique that was higher than his own profound level was a rare occurrence. Maybe because of luck or whatever.
for Zhang Sanfeng He was not a gifted person. His martial art level was only at the Qi Foundation Stage.
“retreat!!, you all protect me!!!”
"Don't even think about leaving!."
The willow blade swayed in the wind. The sword shone with a green light, cutting through the enemy's body. Xiao Wen had now intercepted his way out of the slums. She would never let Zhang Sanfeng escape. without her young master being unable to step past him.
“Hey, do you know who I am? I am the young master of the Zhang family. If you do anything to me, The Zhang Clan will definitely take care of you guys!”
Xiao Wen shook his head.
“You are incomparable to my young master, not even the tip of his hair. Hmm, Zhang Clan?. I will bring this matter about you wanting to kill the young master to tell my mistress.”
Zhang Sanfeng heard Xiao Wen say that she will tell this matter to the mistress. His expression changed. Of course, he knew who the mistress Xiao Wen was talking about. That woman was Zhang Lin. The only sister of Supreme Patriarch Zhang.
Supreme Patriarch Zhang loved his sister very much. If he knew that Zhang Sanfeng wanted to kill her child, his nephew How many lives he has is not enough
Zhang Sanfeng was only the son of an elder within the family. Just a single word of Supreme Patriarch Zhang could have killed him.
“Hmph, we don't have a choice. use everything you have to kill this woman!!."
Zhang Sanfeng's subordinates looked at each other. they don't know what to do. They didn't dare to act. even if it was their young master's order
“Why are you guys standing still? I told you to attack that girl!”
Zhang Sanfeng wanted his subordinates to be bait. so that he may find a way to survive. He didn't think of returning to the family. because he knew that what awaited him was only death.
“Who doesn't think to resist and keep fighting, put down your weapons and put your head down.and I will spare you!”
“And of course, except for Zhang Sanfeng. because you will die here.”
Chen Ming said he didn't want to kill people unnecessarily. His hands were already stained with enough blood.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Chen Ming angrily.
“I will kill you. Even if I have to die here!”
Zhang Sanfeng was furious. He was like a dog that was connered he would fight even if he were to die. He chose to kill Chen Ming. He thought that he had a chance to defeat Chen Ming. He wanted to take Chen Ming as a hostage, but
His martial arts were too weak. This time, Chen Ming was able to establish a foothold.
He knocked Zhang Sanfeng's sword out of his hand. before smashing his palm to Zhang Sanfeng's chest.
“Ug…”
Zhang Sanfeng retreated, spattering blood.
Chen Ming looked at Zhang Sanfeng. He looked at the life force. One palm could do a lot of damage. Zhang Sanfeng's life force was only one-tenth he normally have