Under the instigation of the bearded man, all the warriors in the inn took up their weapons and rushed towards An Nianjiu, as if they planned to attack her in groups.

An Nianjiu held Cunying's knife handle, and her eyes gradually darkened as she glanced around. She issued a final warning to everyone: "I come here today with no intention of hurting anyone, just to advise you not to wade into the muddy waters of Wangui Sect. , I’ve said all the good things, if you don’t know what’s good, don’t blame me for being rude!”

"Then I want to see how rude you are." A gloomy voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd, causing the crowd who sensed the danger to move to both sides.

An Nianjiu stood proudly on the square table with her arms folded. She glanced at the person who spoke, and her calm expression changed slightly.

The man had a pair of frightening blind eyes on his weathered cheeks. He was wearing a gray cloak-like robe, and his entire body from the neck down was hidden under the cloak. He walked quietly as if floating in the air.

"A blind man?" The long-bearded man muttered displeasedly. He thought that the one who jumped out was a good man who could suppress An Nianjiu's momentum, but he didn't expect that it was a blind man who looked useless.

At this time, the gray robe suddenly trembled, and the long-bearded man suddenly screamed loudly, and two blood arrows shot out from his tiger eyes, scaring everyone around him to quickly retreat and hide away.

The blind scarred face slowly floated in front of the long-bearded man who was covering his bloody face and was dizzy. He stretched out his skinny right hand from under the cloak and easily inserted the fingers with long gray nails into the man's throat.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of horrified and stunned eyes, he dug out the bloody Adam's apple with his bare hands.

The waiter at the inn immediately fainted when he saw this scene, and the warriors accompanied by the long-bearded man roared and rushed towards the blind-faced scarred face.

"Stop! Don't come near him!"

An Nianjiu exclaimed, but it was already a step too late. The five people who rushed towards the blind and scarred face all rolled to the ground in an instant and covered their faces, crying and howling. All of them were blinded in an instant.

"How is this done? Do you see clearly?"

"I don't know...it's too scary. What is the background of this blind...person?"

The warriors in the inn were shocked by the cruel danger of the blind scarred face twice, and they all avoided him like a god of plague. For a while, the only thing in the middle of the inn was the long-bearded man lying dying on the ground and several of his blind men. Of the companions, only An Nianjiu was left standing on the table.

"Gu Jie Zhong, is my guess right?" An Nianjiu looked at Scarface's turbid blind eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Ignorance robs everyone."

"Where is Fang Wurui!"

"The master is waiting for the arrival of Yunzhongjian in Qingdu, but..." Wu Ming sneered, "You have to be destined to go there."

An Nianjiu snorted coldly, but thought in his heart: Qingdu is the place where Wangui Sect is going to hold a martial arts conference this time. Wu Ming considers himself a member of Fang Wurui's subordinates, and yet he openly reveals Fang Wurui's whereabouts. , it seems that the other side is very confident in this confrontation.

"Then you are here to stop us on Fang Wurui's orders?"

"No." Wu Ming raised his head slightly, and his cloudy eyes seemed to be not blind, and he accurately pointed at the direction of An Nianjiu. He grinned, revealing a mouth of disgusting yellow teeth: "Yes, I really want to Just kill you."

Before he finished speaking, his gray robe suddenly billowed up, and several flying needles connected with thin threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye shot out from under the robe and pierced An Nianjiu's face.

An Nianjiu was well prepared. Almost as soon as he took action, he flipped back and fell to the ground. He kicked the wooden table over and blocked it in front of him.

The flying needles pierced the wooden table "deeply", and the infuriating energy they carried exploded the wooden table into pieces at the instant of activation.

After everyone saw that the wooden table was destroyed, An Nianjiu was no longer where she was. She seemed to have expected that she would not be able to hold on for long with the wooden table. She kicked over the wooden table as a barrier and at the same time ducked around Wu Ming.

flank.

However, although Wuming was blind and unable to see, he seemed to know An Nianjiu's movements very well. After destroying the wooden table, he turned around without any pause and continued to shoot flying needles to chase the fast-moving An Nianjiu.

Those flying needles connected to the thread can be sent and received freely, completely controlled by Wu Ming's true energy, and the threat range even exceeds that of a nine-foot spear. As An Nianjiu and Wu Ming chase and move, the warriors hiding around the inn

They had to move their positions to avoid it. They tried desperately to hide behind Wu Ming to avoid being injured by the flying needle that killed people in the blink of an eye, but the movement skills of the two people in the fight were too unpredictable.

While wandering around, two more people were stabbed by Wuming's flying needles. This time, the zhenqi on the flying needles changed again. The two people were not torn into pieces like the previous wooden table, but

Like a puppet, he wielded his sword under the control of the flying needle and struck at An Nianjiu.

An Nianjiu gritted his teeth, but still did not pull out the Inch Sakura Knife. Instead, he risked using his prosthetic right arm to block the two men's chops. Then he squeezed in between the two men and jumped up to kick them.

To both sides.

The moment the two people were kicked out by her, the flying needle was also pulled out from the body, and Wu Ming took it back under the cloak. He seized the opportunity when An Nianjiu was half in the air, leaned forward to activate his true energy, and lifted himself up in one breath.

All thirty-six flying needles on his body were shot out, and they no longer only attacked the front door. The dense rain of needles almost enveloped An Nianjiu's entire upper body.

The warriors in the inn held their breaths, and some even showed worries about An Nianjiu on their faces. Although at first everyone was full of malice towards Yunzhongjian under the instigation of the long-bearded man, but after seeing Wu Zhongjian

After seeing Ming's ruthless tactics, the comparison actually made them have a favorable impression of An Nianjiu, who was always merciful.

Many people themselves do not realize that their inner position has quietly changed without even realizing it.

Seeing the flying needles like a rainstorm of ignorance in mid-air, An Nianjiu knew that she had no time to adjust her posture to dodge, but there was still no trace of panic in her eyes. Just when everyone thought she would draw her sword and try to block as many as possible.

When Wu Ming's flying needles flew, a circular barrier like a golden iron wall suddenly unfolded in front of her. The metallic-shiny barrier blocked all the flying needles with a jingling sound.

An Nianjiu landed safely, swinging his arm to retract the barrier formed by countless copper sheets in his right hand like a peacock folding its screen. The stacked copper sheets were like a folded fan, disappearing into the darkness of the prosthetic limb.

in the trough.

Blind and ignorant, he could not know what had just happened. He could only rely on his hearing and breath perception to get the information that An Nianjiu blocked the flying needle with some kind of metal object. At this time, doubt and confusion inevitably appeared on his face.

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The martial arts warriors who stayed in the inn to watch this confrontation between good and evil were different. All of them were still recalling the scene where An Nianjiu escaped from death in a moment, while looking at the prosthetic leg on her right arm in disbelief.

Everyone gradually realized that the magical prosthetic leg was indeed a sophisticated weapon, but it was not a "despicable and dirty weapon" as the bearded man said before.

"What, are you exhausted?" An Nianjiu asked provocatively to Wu Ming, who had been staying motionless for a while.

"Impossible...how could my Tiangang Flying Needle miss?" Wu Ming murmured to himself.

"Nothing is impossible in this world." After An Nianjiu said this, he finally revealed Cunying's cold and sharp blade. The cold light that shone like a magic weapon shocked everyone as soon as it was unsheathed.

Wu Ming heard the sound of the blade being unsheathed, and the shock on his face became even heavier. He stepped back and asked in surprise: "Drawing the sword out now? What did you use to block my flying needle just now?"
Chapter completed!