Wuming was hit by Lu Cheng just now and was about to regain his confidence. As soon as the Martial Saint finished speaking at the peak of his peak, he rushed over immediately. Wuming was driving spiritual energy next to him, which made the Martial Saint salivate at the peak of his peak of his peak. Now Wuming took the initiative to come to his door, and he was asking for it.

Wuming's cultivation is hard to see through, it can be said to be plausible, it can be said to be a warrior, or an ordinary person. But judging from Wuming's speed, it should be said to be a warrior. However, it is difficult for outsiders to know how deep Wuming's cultivation is. But when their palms touch each other, the Martial Saint will know immediately at the peak of the peak.

His body was shot backwards. The man was still in the air and he spitted out a mouthful of blood. When he landed on the ground, the man died. The martial soul next to him was startled in the early stage. Wuming took the life of his companion with his actions. The horror in his eyes could not be concealed.

At this moment, he just wanted to turn around and leave, but he found that his body could not move at all. Wuming's unhurried eyes stared at him, expelling all the thoughts in his mind, leaving only deep fear. At this moment, what he wanted to do most was to leave this place that scared him.

Wuming naturally would not give him this opportunity, and he hit the opponent's chest with one palm. Wuming felt that this martial soul-level powerful man must be unable to withstand his palm. However, after he hit the palm, there was no imagined picture. Not only was the opponent not knocked away, he didn't even move, but his palm with almost 80% of his palm power seemed to be tickling.

Wuming's surprise was extraordinary, but the other party was very happy. He originally thought that he would die. But unexpectedly, Wuming's palm force hit his chest and did not hurt him. Instead, he felt a warm current entered his body. He immediately used his mental method and absorbed the warm current. At the same time, he quickly hit Wuming with a palm. At this moment, his confidence increased greatly. Wuming could not hurt him, which was equivalent to having a gold medal for avoiding death.

But soon, he was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide. His palm that he tried his best actually disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea. Fortunately, Lu Cheng reacted in time, and suddenly he hit Mao Yansheng with a true vein finger. Lu Cheng's true vein finger was still a threat to Mao Yansheng. Although he was in the early stage of martial soul, Lu Cheng is now also a middle-grade early stage martial master.

"Who are you?" Mao Yansheng became interested in Wuming at once. As long as Wuming can't hurt him, he doesn't have to worry. As for the attack just now, it was at most a Martial Saint, which was not a big threat to him.

"Who am I doing what you do?" Wuming said dissatisfied. He felt very frustrated. He could only attack warriors below the martial soul level, which was really unhappy. Moreover, when he hit Mao Yansheng with a palm, he felt that some of the energy in his body seemed to have disappeared.

"Of course, the matter is not the same as an ordinary person." Mao Yansheng suddenly grabbed Wuming. He had already felt that Wuming was completely different from an ordinary person with his palm. He did not even sense Wuming's meridians and organs. In an instant, he even suspected that Wuming was not alone. However, Wuming had a human appearance and his fingers were very flexible, which made his thought flash by.

Wuming naturally could not be caught by Mao Yansheng, so he retreated backwards. At this time, Lu Cheng's Set Yang Finger and Taixu Knife attacked Mao Yansheng at the same time. Although the power of the True Mai Finger was greater, after the True Mai Finger was shot out, the true energy in Lu Cheng's meridians was almost exhausted for a short period of time. Moreover, the True Mai Finger did not cause much damage to Mao Yansheng. If the Set Yang Finger was used, Lu Cheng could support it for a while.

Although the Taixu Sword does not specialize in destroying the vital energy, the vital energy is sublimated by the true energy. The Taixu Sword also has certain harm to martial artists. Although this only causes some trouble to Mao Yansheng, it is enough for Wuming. After Lu Cheng's long-distance attack entangled Mao Yansheng, Wuming quickly left.

"Go quickly, go east and south." Lu Cheng started to stay away after Wuming took Mao Yansheng's hands without effect. He had a sensing distance of 262,144 feet. Even if he ran with all his might, he could grasp the situation of Wuming and Mao Yansheng at any time. Only the further he walked can he better help Wuming leave.

After Wuming left, Lu Cheng's induction completely wrapped him up, otherwise the spiritual energy emitted from Wuming's body would become Mao Yansheng's best guide.

When Mao Yansheng got rid of Lu Cheng's attack, Wuming had long disappeared without a trace. But he suddenly used his mental method and closed his eyes. Soon, his feet began to move, and also headed towards the east.

Lu Cheng complained secretly. He knew that his sensitivity could not completely wrap Wuming up. The sensitivity was linear and there would always be gaps. As the early stage of the martial soul, Mao Yansheng only needed a slight gap to track Wuming. Lu Cheng had no choice but to wrap Wuming's sensation and do his best to absorb the spiritual energy emitted from Wuming's body.

"Wuming, you are ready to enter Tianyu at any time." Lu Cheng said, feeling that only by letting Wuming enter Tianyu can Mao Yansheng's follow-up be cut off.

Lu Cheng began to turn, and he had to meet Wuming as soon as possible. After the two met, he let Wuming enter Tianyu, and he ran north with Wuming's shell and Tianyu. After a while, he went west and south. If Mao Yansheng could not follow the original path, he would inevitably lose his trace. In this regard, Lu Cheng was able to play with Wuming's Emperor-level figures in his palms, and Mao Yansheng was only in the early stage of the martial soul, so it was even more impossible to know.

Sure enough, after Wuming entered Tianyu, Mao Yansheng lost Wuming's whereabouts. This made Mao Yansheng very strange. How could a person disappear for no reason? He investigated around him and found that Wuming had neither went to heaven nor entered the earth, just like air, and disappeared without a trace.

Mao Yansheng naturally would not be willing to accept it. He came here only after receiving the message from Fu Qiu. Cheng Hang and Fu Qiu were both his disciples. He had already felt in his heart that these two disciples were probably in danger.

Since Wuming had nowhere to go, Mao Yansheng simply sat down cross-legged and began to practice the mental method. The palm that Wuming hit him did not cause harm to him. On the contrary, Wuming's palm power carried a large amount of high-purity spiritual energy, which benefited him a lot. Now that he regulated his breathing again, he felt that the vitality in his meridians seemed to have increased a lot. Wuming was simply a treasure. As long as Wuming kept attacking him, his cultivation would increase accordingly.
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