Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the bright moon, the wind howled violently on the long street. The Flying Dragon Spear turned into a white flood dragon and attacked Su Ming furiously, clashing fiercely with Zhu Changling's Single Solar Finger.
"Zhu Changling, although the Single Solar Finger is very strong, your internal energy is too weak!”
Su Ming and Zhu Chang Ling fought for a moment before he discovered how terrifying the Single Solar Finger was.
When the One-yang Finger was used to fight with the enemy, the key was to use pure Yang true qi. After hitting the enemy's acupuncture point, if the internal strength was strong enough, the enemy would even turn into charcoal. Once the one hit was gone, the shield would be far away, and the enemy would always be invincible.
However, this Zhu Changling's Yi Yang Finger was not like that at all.
Zhu Chang Ling's Qi was incredibly shallow. He had not even managed to train his Pure Yang Qi, let alone roast Su Ming into a pile of charcoal. As the Flying Dragon Spear continued to attack, he could not even touch Su Ming's body.
"It's not up to you, a junior, to point fingers at my internal energy!”
Zhu Chang Ling originally wanted to teach Su Ming a lesson, but he was mocked by Su Ming for being weak. His face instantly turned red, and in his embarrassment, he pointed out his Solar Finger crazily, looking as if he was going all out.
"Too weak, you're too weak, even weaker than King Yin Ye. You're already so old, but you've lived like a dog!”
Su Ming shook his head repeatedly. He no longer had the mood to continue fighting.
There was no doubt about the power of the Yi Yang Finger. It was a pity that Zhu Chang Ling had only learned some rigid moves and did not grasp the essence of the finger technique. He was just an empty shell and did not even have the right to feed Su Ming moves.
Puff!
The Flying Dragon Spear shone with a cold glare and stabbed into Zhu Chang Ling's throat, but Su Ming quickly put it away.
"It's over."
Su Ming cast a glance at Zhu Chang Ling, whose throat had been pierced through, then lifted his Flying Dragon Spear and walked towards the entrance of the inn. Wu Lie was standing there.
Thud!
At the same time Su Ming took a step forward, the sound of bodies collapsing came from behind him.
It was obvious that this was the sound of Zhu Changling falling to the ground. His throat had been pierced by the Flying Dragon Spear. Even the gods could not save him. What awaited him was only death.
"Wu Lie, Zhu Changling is already dead. It's your turn now.”
Su Ming stood at the entrance of the inn with his spear in his hand. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he stared at Wu Lie coldly.
Wu Lie looked at Zhu Chang Ling's corpse in the distance, then at Su Ming's terrifying gaze. Suddenly, an endless amount of terror rose in his heart. He had been in the world of martial artists for decades, but he had never been so terrified before.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I beg you…"
Wu Lie's face was full of pleading. He looked dejected and pitiful, as if he had aged 50 years in an instant.
Even now, he still could not understand why he had provoked a fierce god like Su Ming. He had only wanted to stay in the inn, and this was a normal thing to do. If he had to start all over again, he would rather sleep in the woodshed than knock on Su Ming's door.
"Now you know how to be afraid. What were you doing earlier?”
The moment he finished speaking, the Flying Dragon Spear flashed.
A bright red blood flower bloomed on Wu Lie's chest. Wu Lie's body slowly went limp and finally lay on the cold ground, becoming a corpse without any temperature.
"Ding! Host has killed Zhu Changling. Points 850!”
"Ding! Host has killed Wu Lie, points 800!”
The sound of the system notification reached his ears, and a large amount of points surged into Su Ming's pocket.
" You've gained points again. Very good."
When he heard the system's notification, Su Ming smiled faintly.
He opened his attribute panel and his gaze fell on the total points. It had already increased from 2150 points to 3800 points. He was one step closer to the beginner level painting scroll.
"What are you looking at?"
Su Ming swept his gaze across the entire area and stared coldly at the spectators.
The spectators who had witnessed Su Ming killing people instantly lowered their heads when they saw Su Ming's gaze. They looked as if they had seen a ghost, and they were filled with fear and trepidation. They ran into the inn like a swarm of bees and shut the door tightly, never coming out again.
"I killed someone here, so I can't stay here anymore.”
As he stood on the empty street, Su Ming fell into deep thought.
Su Ming first disposed of Zhu Chang Ling and Wu Lie's corpses. As he did so, he rummaged through their pockets. Other than some gold and silver, there was no manual for the Yi Yang Finger. Su Ming was slightly disappointed.
"The Yi Yang Finger is helpful for my spear technique. Since it's not on the corpse, it must be hidden at home. I have to get it no matter what.”When Su Ming thought of this, he rode his horse and left.
Yi Yang Finger, a unique and exquisite finger technique.
It was not only a technique to strike acupoints, but also a technique to cultivate pure Yang true qi.
Because of his Brilliant Dao Heart, Su Ming could extract the essence of any martial arts in the world and fuse them into his spear technique. If he could obtain the Yi Yang Finger, his spear technique would definitely improve by a large margin.
Zhu Wu Lianhuan Manor was incredibly famous in the area. Su Ming did not need to spend much effort to ask the locals for the exact location of the manor.
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Giant Whale Sect, mourning hall.
This was a house with a strong stronghold. Rows of white lanterns hung under the eaves, and the hall was decorated as a mourning hall. The servants were dressed in hemp clothes and stood guard outside the mourning hall.
"Shaozheng, Father will not let you die in vain. No matter who your murderer is, no matter how powerful he is, Father will make him die with you.”
In the mourning hall, a middle-aged man stood beside the coffin, looking at the corpse and muttering to himself. His eyes were filled with the pain of losing his son, as well as monstrous hatred and killing intent.
This middle-aged man was none other than Mai Shaozheng's father, who was also the Sect Master of the Giant Whale Sect, Mai Zheng.
"Gang Leader, the brothers in the outer circle have sent news that they have found the murderer's tracks in the northwest.”An old man walked into the mourning hall and reported.
"Finally found it? Very good!" Mai Zheng clenched his iron fist and said gloomily,""I want him to pay with his blood!"
During the days after Young Master Mai Zheng was killed, Mai Zheng mobilized all his power to search for Su Ming as if he had gone mad.
Money can make the world go round. Giant Whale Sect controlled the shipping business, and Mai Zheng had never lacked money, nor did he lack Death Servants who worked for him. After many days of investigation, he finally found Su Ming.
"Chief, Leader Luo and the others are in the northwest and have already set up an inescapable net. They will definitely be able to capture the murderer alive and send him to you.”the old man said.
Mai Zheng's eyes were filled with excitement when he thought about how he would torture the murderer in the near future.
Mai Zheng squatted beside the coffin and tidied the hair on the corpse's temples. His eyes were filled with affection as he muttered,
"Shaozheng, did you hear that? The person who killed you is about to be caught. Don't worry, I will treat him well and make him regret coming to this world.”
Looking at Gang Leader's actions and listening to his words, the old man could clearly feel the former's grief and madness from losing his beloved son. This hatred was too strong, even a little perverted. If the murderer fell into the hands of the gang leader, he would definitely be in a worse state than death.
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