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Chapter 749

Facing the provocations of these Sword Palace disciples, Xu Ming didn't hold back as others thought. Instead, he blatantly hit these people by surprise.

It stands to reason that a sword palace disciple with a complete hole is enough to be ranked as a core disciple. Those who have won the true teaching of their master have a foothold even if they look at the entire world and nine states.

At least he won't lose too badly, but such an inherent idea has been humiliated in front of Xu Ming, a little-known young peer today.

Leaving aside that person's unreasonable first attack, the condensed sword light alone is enough to prove that this person is not an ordinary dude.

However, facing the sharpness of this sword, Xu Ming tried to forcefully deal with it with a fist of flesh and blood, which is really unbelievable.

Those Sword Palaces who saw this also had sneers on their faces, and each of them was even speculating in their hearts about the tragic scene where Xu Ming's right hand was torn apart by the sword light and turned into flesh and blood.

But everything in front of him turned out to be counterproductive. No one thought that the sword light handed out by a core disciple of the Sword Palace could not even reach this person's punch.

Xu Ming, who was burning with blood in his body, also made his fists a little more domineering, and this kind of domineering is definitely unique to the emperor's blood.

How could a small hole-perfect cultivator shake him a little bit, so the core disciple who shot at the moment the sword light disintegrated in the eyes of everyone flew backwards with a scream.

The inverse blood flowing out of the mouth and nose instantly soaked the clothes this person was wearing, and he slammed into the wall of this small courtyard with unabated momentum. With the restraining formation set up, I am afraid that just one collision can destroy all the walls of the small courtyard.

And the cave monk who fell slowly along the wall was also surrounded by a group of people.

"Brother Chen"

"Brother Chen"

Concerned voices sounded, after all, as the core of the Sword Palace, he still affects the hearts of every disciple.

"Get out of the way, you wait!"

Following a yell, the crowd that had surrounded them obediently dispersed and made a way.

But at this moment, a person is walking slowly, and the crisp footsteps seem to have a certain rhythm, which makes people feel refreshed.

Everyone present was extremely respectful to this person, and they all cupped their fists and said a word.

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhao!"

"I've seen Senior Brother Zhao!"

At this moment, Xu Ming's eyes moved and his heart moved.

Tribulation period!
This person is in the period of crossing the catastrophe, and the rooted and pure aura in his body is by no means comparable to the one that Ouyang Mo used to forcefully stimulate it with pills.

Zhao She, the cultivation base in the early stage of the tribulation is just his real strength, but in the middle stage of the tribulation.

Not to be underestimated!

These four characters were exactly the characters specifically mentioned in the jade slip that Zhao Ziming left for Xu Ming back then. Xu Ming did not expect to meet one of them so easily.

Zhao She didn't pay attention to Xu Ming, but walked straight to the core disciple who had been repelled by Xu Ming's punch, opened his hand to feel the pulse, and the breath between his brows changed accordingly.

Immediately afterwards, he reached for his chest and abdomen with his hand, and saw that there was a very obvious depression in the place where the punch happened to be.

It's hard to imagine that this is just a collision of vigor that can injure a monk who has completed the void period into such a state. If this is replaced by a punch, I am afraid that this person will be shot out instantly. A hole of flesh and blood.

As a result, Zhao She's view of Xu Ming also changed slightly.

He turned his hand and stuffed a pill into the man's mouth, then turned around and spoke to Xu Ming.

"This fellow daoist's shot is a bit too heavy."

Indeed, from Zhao She's point of view, it was because he wanted this person's life that he took such a heavy hand.

Even if he took the elixir for him for a while, he couldn't restore the destroyed meridians.

As Zhao She spoke, he enveloped Xu Ming under the coercion of his transition period.

Xu Ming who just heard the words sneered.

"You are too rude to speak, it is clear that this person made the first move and I was forced to defend myself in desperation."

"Could it be that according to what you mean, I have to wait for him to kill me before I fight back?"

"If this is the case, your Wuhenjian Palace is too domineering."

Xu Ming's words like a cannonball made Zhao She's eyes jump wildly, after all, there was no one who dared to attack him like this on weekdays.

Even those core disciples had to be respectful when they saw him, so he, who had always been used to flattery, quietly aroused his anger in his heart when facing Xu Ming's sharp words like a knife.

"In that case."

After Zhao She finished speaking, he also planted a sword on the ground in front of Xu Ming.

"Since fellow daoists are so determined to kill, I think I want to see and see."

Xu Ming has Zhao Ziming in him, so he naturally understands the reason for Zhao She's behavior.
Standing up the sword to divide life and death!
In this scene, even the disciples of the Sword Palace watching the fun did not expect that Senior Zhao She, who has always been gentle and elegant, wanted to fight this person to separate life and death!
But all ascetics have a bit of anger and arrogance, so small frictions in daily life are inevitable.

Although Wuhenjian Palace clearly prohibits internal fighting, there is still the saying that the sword separates life and death to solve some frictions that cannot be reconciled.

It is precisely because of these methods that the unity and invisible competitiveness in Wuhenjian Palace are further guaranteed.

It's just that no one thought that what was originally a simple and trivial matter would eventually turn into a farce that can only end with a sword to separate life and death.

Everyone present at the moment couldn't believe it, and many of them even regretted or even feared.

They used the excuse that Shangguan Changkong was injured, just to force Xu Ming to take action.

But no one expected that it would turn into such a scene in the end.

But at this moment, the two people who are the center of the storm are so calm and breezy, as if they are the real people watching the show.

Zhao She spoke slowly.

"Two days later, you and I are still fighting here."

"If you don't dare, just obediently follow me to the elders to make amends, otherwise, get out of the Wuhen Sword Palace quickly."

He naturally knew the rules of life and death with a sword, and a sneer appeared on Xu Ming's face when he heard the words.

Immediately after his figure moved, he made a very provocative movement. He kicked on the hilt of the sword, and then the sword turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Zhao She.

The latter just moved his neck to dodge the sword, but the sword still fell into the ruined wall in the distance without any loss.

It just happened to pass by the corner of the eyes of the former disciple of the Dongxu stage, and the sharp and cold aura frightened the person to tremble.

A strand of hair slowly falling in the air is enough to show how close he was to death just now
And Xu Ming also took advantage of the situation and said.

"Why don't you dare!"

(End of this chapter)