Chapter 73 Confronting Marquis Wu Qing (fourth update)

Zhao Jingzhong maintained the posture of holding the knife, and his body began to crack and explode like ceramic shattering.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, fear, and regret...

He would never have thought that he would die here.

Even the moment he took action, he didn't feel like he would lose.

He has been in the Tiangang Realm for many years, but the power burst out from this fatal sword still crushed him mercilessly.

"Is this a second-grade martial skill?"

There was a touch of self-mockery on his face, he was so desperate at that moment.

He once devoted himself to practicing martial arts, but later he found that the martial arts he cultivated were worthless in the face of overwhelming power, so he became obsessed with power again.

In the end, it turned out to be a big dream in vain!

[Energy Points +12000]

Lin Mang dragged the bloody Xiuchun knife, his whole body filled with cold killing intent, slowly turned around and looked at the person.

"Is something wrong?"

Outside the mourning hall, there is an old man in gray robe.

At that moment, the old man in gray robe standing outside the door couldn't help but tremble.

As soon as he arrived here, he had already seen the sword strike and had no time to stop it.

Soon, a trace of unknown anger arose in his heart. He was actually frightened by a junior.

"Lin Mang!"

"How dare you kill your colleagues!"

"Kill?" Lin Mang smiled coldly, flicked the blood on his body with the knife, and said coldly: "Zhao Jingzhong struck first, do I still have to wait for him to kill?"

"When you speak... you have to talk about evidence!"

"correct!"

Lin Mang suddenly looked at the gray-robed old man up and down, and said coldly: "Who are you, coming to take care of our Jin Yiwei's affairs?"

"Hmph!" The gray-robed old man snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "I am a worshiper of the Wuqing Marquis Mansion!"

Lin Mang's expression suddenly became extremely fierce, and he said coldly: "When did a worshiper of the Wuqing Marquis Mansion dare to interfere in the affairs of the Jin Yiwei!"

"I think you are pretending!"

"You are so brave to dare to pretend to be someone from Wu Qinghou Mansion!"

While speaking, Lin Mang slashed with his sword.

The endless pure Yang Tiangang Zhenqi gathered, and the cold wind tore under this knife.

The surroundings were filled with ferocious, demonic and arrogant sword intent.

That is the overbearing meaning of only me and only the sword between heaven and earth!

The magical nature of the magic sword will not only affect the swordsman, but also the enemy.

The old man in gray robe was shocked.

There was a hint of fear in Lin Mang's eyes.

Then he turned around and left!

Originally, the young Marquis invited him here to deal with this kid, but now that even Zhao Jingzhong has died under this man's sword, he will never be his opponent.

Evil!

How evil!

The old man in gray robe cursed and jumped onto the high wall, but at this moment, the hair on his back stood up.

"not good!"

The moment he turned around to dodge, a terrifying sword energy suddenly slashed down from behind him.

"Bang!"

The stone wall in the courtyard collapsed instantly, and smoke billowed.

Seeing this scene, the old man in gray robe was shocked and angry.

Lin Mang stepped lightly, raised his height in the air, and slashed down again.

"Wudang Ladder Clouds!"

The old man in gray robe was surprised and uncertain.

The bright golden sword energy pulled out a long afterimage in mid-air.

At the critical moment, the old man in gray robe suddenly flicked his sleeves, and then countless bloody nail shadows appeared.

The blood nails collided with the blade, making crisp sounds.

Almost instantly, the old man in gray robe suddenly turned around, and a steel mechanism suddenly appeared on his arm.

"call out!"

The crossbow arrow may seem small and only as long as the index finger, but its speed is extremely fast.

"Tangmen in Sichuan!"

Lin Mang's pupils narrowed.

This kind of hidden weapon technique is only available to the Tang Clan in central Sichuan.

"when!"

The golden bell on the body made a dull sound, and golden light rippled.

Seeing this scene, the gray-robed old man speeded up again without saying a word.

People from the Tang Sect were already very good at Qinggong, and they quickly distanced themselves from Lin Mang.

The old man in gray robe turned his head, leaving a contemptuous look in his eyes.

"Boy, you haven't mastered the Wudang Ladder Cloud Cultivation yet!"

Lin Mang looked calm and just dragged the knife to catch up.

"promote!"

【Energy Points-6000】

【Wudang Ladder Cloud Zong Xiaocheng!】

In an instant, Lin Mang's speed increased several times. With a slight step on the flying gravel, he rose into the sky, more than ten meters high, and swooped down like an eagle.

With a light step, he took dozens of feet, as fast as a fleeting glimpse of the wind.

Above the street, two figures kept chasing each other.

From an inaccessible place to a bustling place.

Seeing the two figures chasing each other on the street, everyone on the street looked up.

The old man in gray robe could not help but curse loudly.

"madman!"

Is it necessary to pursue him so closely?

Waving his sleeves, a large piece of white mist dispersed.

Lin Mang suddenly slashed with his sword, and the poison thrown out by the old man dissipated instantly.

The old man in gray robe coldly glanced at Lin Mang behind him, turned around, and rushed towards Wu Qinghou Mansion.

I don't believe you dare to chase me.

However, Lin Mang's speed became faster and faster, and the fiery sword energy condensed from the Xiuchun Dao in his hand swept across all directions.

The old man in gray robe was shocked!

What the hell kind of speed is this!

He hurriedly threw out various hidden weapons and fled forward with all his strength.

In the distance, a magnificent manor came into view ahead.

“Master Hou—save me!”

The gray-robed old man swooped down and fell downwards, while Lin Mang's speed surged.

Gently raise the embroidered spring knife in your hand.

Cut it off with one knife!

This one is arrogant, domineering, and full of the most ferocious and crazy intentions.
To be continued...