Volume 2 Chapter 176 Xiaoqing View

At this moment, in a place where there seemed to be no one behind him, a faint light flashed, and Liu Ming's figure immediately emerged. After his eyes were swept away by the gray-clothed man on the ground, he said lightly to himself:

"I can't even see through such a simple trick, it seems that he is just an ordinary person."

Then he grabbed the ground with one hand in the air, and the man who was motionless at first vacated it. He grabbed the front of the shirt and brought it to the front. After searching the man with the other hand, it was empty. And nothing to gain.

Liu Ming frowned, suddenly opened his mouth, and sprayed a black light into the man's face.

The man in gray, who seemed to have been married, slowly woke up, but the moment he opened his eyelids, he immediately met another pair of eyes emitting a faint white light.

Immediately, the man's consciousness sank, and his eyes began to become dull. At the same time, a voice that seemed to be coming from a very long distance sounded in his ears:

"What are you, who sent you to stay outside the Qian Mansion to follow me...

After a cup of tea, when Liu Ming released one hand, the man in grey fell unconscious again to the ground.

"Jubaolou! It seems to be the enemy of Bailingju, but it has little to do with me, so don't pay attention to it for now." After Liu Ming murmured thoughtfully, the pale white light in his eyes had returned to normal.

What he used just now was not a soul-searching method, but a hypnotic method that relied on his powerful mental power.

Although this method has little effect on the spiritual disciples with mana, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people and some low-level qi refiners.

At this time, Liu Ming once again choked with one hand, and a burst of firecrackers sounded inside his body, and his body suddenly swelled by more than two heads, turning into a burly man with a strong back.

Then, after rubbing his face with his hands for a while, he turned into a burly man with a bit of a vicious face.

Liu Ming patted his arm with one hand, and immediately the Sumeru snail appeared. After a little mana was injected into it, a black shirt appeared out of thin air after the light was rolled up.

He took off his green robe, put it in the Xumi snail, put on the black shirt, and swaggered out of the alley.

An hour later, a seemingly ordinary carriage galloped out of the west gate of Xuanjing, and flew to the front of a beautiful hill outside the city.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the door opened.

The black-clothed man Liu Ming had turned into jumped out of the car, turned his head and threw a piece of silver to the driver, and then walked up the mountain along the mountain road.

After a meal, he came to a small Taoist temple that seemed to be quiet on the mountainside.

This Taoist temple covers an area of ​​only one mu, the gate is closed, and is surrounded by a vermilion stone wall, but from a distance, the main hall and wing rooms inside are only five or six.

Liu Ming raised his head and glanced at the three words "Xiaoqingguan" hanging on the gate of the Taoist Temple, and immediately smiled slightly, walked a few steps to the front of the Taoist Temple, and buckled the huge copper ring on the door a few times.

"Who? If it is a layman who interprets dreams with incense, please forgive me that this Guan will not accept guests for the time being. Guan Zhu's old man is currently in retreat and cannot receive distinguished guests." The door did not open, but a clear boy's voice came from inside.

When Liu Ming heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he said lightly:

"I'm a distant relative from Guanzhu, and I came to see you on something important."

"What, relatives of the master? Then please wait for a while." The boy looked a little surprised.

A trot came,

The door opened slowly, and a handsome 12- or 13-year-old Taoist boy walked out from inside, looking at Liu Ming with a surprised look on his face.

"I have a token here, take it to your spectators, and he will naturally know who I am." Liu Ming glanced at Daotong, took out half a jade pendant from his sleeve, and handed it directly. past.

"Then please stay for a while, I will go back!" After hesitating for a while, Daotong took the jade pendant and closed the door again.

Seeing this, Liu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, but waited silently on the spot without saying anything.

The time was short, and after a while, the door opened again, and the Daotong appeared again, bowing apologetically and saying:

"Layers, please come in. The spectator has already left and is waiting in the wing."

Liu Ming glanced at Daotong again, and strode forward without saying a word.

So under the leadership of Daotong, he walked into the Taoist temple. After passing through the side door of the main hall, he came to a courtyard behind the Taoist temple that was separated by a stone wall. There was a seemingly quiet wing in front of it.

"This layman, you can go in by yourself, and the master is inside." Daotong said respectfully as he walked to the door of the wing and turned his back.

"Okay, have you forgotten something?" Liu Ming nodded and walked over, but when he walked to the door, he stopped, turned his head and asked Daotong.

"Ah, by the way, this is the layman's previous token, please put it away again!" The boy heard the words for a while, but he immediately woke up and took out the half of the jade pendant from his arms and held it in both hands. Hand it to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming nodded, and when his arm moved, one hand grabbed it away.

"Crack" sound!

Liu Ming's arm suddenly skyrocketed, and his palm grabbed Daotong's neck from an incredible angle. With just a shake, his neck was simply twisted and broken.

Daotong immediately died without screaming!

Liu Ming's five fingers loosened again, and Daotong's body fell softly to the ground.

Almost at the same time, countless tiny holes suddenly appeared on the walls on both sides of the courtyard, and then there was a sound of breaking through the air, and there were a lot of arrows shot out of them, and turned into countless cold beams that shot towards Liu Ming. Come.

Liu Ming raised his brows, his sleeves flicked, and he showed the blue moon sword that he had prepared for a long time, but with a slight dance, the sword shadows rushed out, drowning his figure.

As soon as those crossbow arrows came into contact with these sword shadows, they burst open one after another, turning into red flames that burned violently.

But the next moment, Liu Ming suddenly let out a long whistle in the sword shadow, and after the sword qi was in full swing, all the red flames that were involved in it collapsed and perished.

Then there was a flash of cold light in the sword shadow, and several cyan sword qi connected to each other and slashed horizontally to the walls on both sides.

"No, flash!"

Immediately, there were many exclamations from the walls on both sides.

With a flash of blue light, the sword energy disappeared into the wall and disappeared.

Then the screams were loud, and the walls on both sides fell from half to half, and seven or eight white-robed people appeared.

The walls on both sides of this courtyard are actually hollow, so that people can hide in them.

And these white-robed men each held a light yellow repeating crossbow in their hands, but in the next moment, they fell to the ground in two and died.

The few sword qi that Liu Ming released just now not only slashed away the wall, but also slashed away all the people in white robes hidden inside.

At this moment, Liu Ming stomped his feet suddenly, and his body suddenly rose into the sky.

At the same time, the soil in the ground suddenly split, and a pair of gleaming steel claws appeared, which fell into the air without being able to grasp Liu Ming's feet.

The Qingyue Sword in Liu Ming's hand slashed into the void below, and a zhangxu long sword qi rolled down.

"Whoosh" sound.

The ground below cracked open, and a pale yellow figure shot out from the soil and fled to one side.

Liu Ming's expression didn't change, but suddenly he stretched out a finger and charged a little bit of sword energy below.

Qingmengmeng's sword qi suddenly changed direction on the way, and also went away with the yellow figure, and instantly drowned it into the cold light.

But it was Liu Ming who relied on his powerful mental strength to change the direction of the sword qi abruptly.

After a scream, the yellow figure turned into a rain of blood and flew down.

Liu Ming turned a blind eye to this, and suspended in the air with a sword in one hand, turned his head at the same time, stared at the direction of the wing and said lightly:

"Your Excellency has been hiding in it for so long, do you still expect me to let you go."

"Friend Daoist has amazing supernatural powers. I think he is the new monitoring messenger of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. The old man asks himself that he is not an opponent. I don't know what conditions are needed to save his life?" A hoarse male voice came from the wing.

"Hey, since you know that I'm a new monitoring messenger, and you dare to ambush me again, it can be seen that the disappearance of the last messenger of this sect has something to do with you. Do you think I will let you go?" Liu Ming replied with a hey hey. .

"It seems that either you are dead or I am alive today. But I still have a question, I hope fellow Daoists can answer one or two. I asked myself how the ambush was done flawlessly, how did fellow Daoists find it wrong." The hoarse voice After a while, he said slowly.

"Hmph, do you think I'll tell you these things? If you don't want to come out, don't be rude." Liu Ming snorted coldly, not wanting to talk nonsense with the people in the wing, and immediately made a gesture with one hand. , a cyan wind blade appeared in front of him one after another, and with a flick of his sleeve, it turned into seven or eight cyan light lasers and shot down.

After a few "bang" and "bang", the wind blade, which had not entered the wing, was opened by something.

Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

With his current strength, Da Yuan's wind blade technique is far more powerful than ordinary spiritual disciples, and even the average mid-term spiritual disciple may not be able to do it so easily. .

The enemy in the wing room was actually a spiritual disciple above the late stage.

Liu Ming thought about this in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all. As soon as the law changed, the red fireballs rolled out again, and after a low drink, they bounced down.

Before these fireballs really fell, a scorching hot breath came first.

"Boom" sound.

A figure shot out from the roof of the wing room, and after a circle, it fled to the top of the mountain.

But Liu Ming seemed to have been prepared for this. With a flick of his sleeve, a silver chain turned into a snake-like catapult, and after a shake, it turned into a chain shadow that covered the opposite figure. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to ◤Starter◢ to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)