Now the relationship between the imperial court and the various sects in the rivers and lakes is far from being as harmonious as it seems.

The Great Zhou Emperor has reached the year of the Mandate of Heaven, and it is at this time that he has more scruples about the sects on the rivers and lakes.

A large part of the reason for the establishment of the Drunken Warm Wuyuan was because of the dissatisfaction of the Great Zhou Emperor.

The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. In his eyes, there can only be one sect in the Central Plains, and that is the imperial court.

"Yes, it's also expensive. The kind old man didn't have much mood swing, but motioned to the servants behind him to bring the person up.

"It seems that I spent a lot of money here, Tang Palace, do you think I will be worse than this?" Jiang Ming squinted at the old man above him with some amusement.

The Tang Palace is the protector of Wuyuan's courtyard, and his cultivation has reached the realm of transformation, and he is only one step away from the peerless master of the fifth turn, and the people who come and go here have great respect for him. Jiang Ming did not shy away from calling him by his name, which made the servants around him feel a little surprised when they heard it.

"It's not bad. Tang Gong's mood did not fluctuate, and he replied lightly.

Since the last time he saw Jiang Ming's weird exercises, he had become a little interested in the fourth son of the Jiang family, and now that Jiang Ming took the initiative to challenge the female martial artist of the third turn, he was even more looking forward to it.

Soon, two ragged warriors were brought up by their servants.

They were about thirty-two or thirteen years old, all of them in heavy shackles, and they looked at everyone with deep hatred in their eyes.

Jiang Ming's expression moved, the baby-faced woman on the left was wearing a cyan robe, and she looked like a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, but he had never seen this person, and judging by her age, she should be a disciple of the previous generation in Huaxi.

"It's you. He pointed to the baby-faced Qingcheng Sect disciple.

Tang Gong bowed slightly, and the servant next to him took out the key from his pocket and stepped forward to open the disciple's shackles.

The shackles fell on the yellow sand, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The shackles used to trap the female warrior of the third turn are not ordinary? Its whole body is made of the cold iron of the deep sea, and the ordinary sword is completely slashed, and the weight itself is incomparably heavy, and the warrior wears the shackles, and the movement is very inconvenient.

The corners of the female disciple of the Qingcheng Sect raised slightly, and between the lightning and flint, a slightly yellowed palm pinched the servant's throat.

Click,

His neck snapped at the sound and tilted to one side, and he ran out of breath.

Tang Gong didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he had known that something like this would happen.

In Wuyuan, the most valuable thing is human life.

In the face of martial artists who have cultivated to a high level, dead people are a common thing.

Compared with the number of deaths in the process of arrest, the daily maintenance of the dead in Wuyuan is like a drizzle, insignificant.

"I didn't expect that someone would dare to choose me. The female disciple of the Qingcheng faction moved her wrist and inadvertently glanced at the Tang Palace sitting in the attic, and then looked at Jiang Ming and kept sneering. Her name is Shen Lingwei, and she is a disciple of the previous generation of Huaxi, and even Huaxi has to be called an uncle when she sees her.

When I was on a mission last year, I accidentally fell into an ambush led by Tang Gong and other martial arts masters, and was captured alive in the capital, and in a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

In a year, she had seen too many warriors taken away and then returned unclothed. Regarding Wu Yuan's various unconscionable behaviors, she also knew everything.

Despite his anger, he has been suffering from not having a chance to go out.

Her cultivation is too strong, and the powerful people who come here are just for fun, and no one will be stupid enough to do this kind of life-threatening thing.

Shen Lingwei glanced at Jiang Ming coldly like a brute beast, the temperature in the hall seemed to have begun to drop sharply, and the frightened few little maids continued to shiver, she stood up and looked down at Jiang Ming, and said, "The people who come here are not good people, let's say, how do you want to die?"

"Either way. Jiang Ming smiled slightly.

"Then I'll kill you with my bare hands. Shen Lingwei is so confident, she has the power to look down on the world and stand out from her peers. Once upon a time, she was in such a posture that she didn't even dare to beat the masters of the younger generation of her classmates. People give nicknames, humanoid tigresses.

"Smelly, definitely moist. Jiang Ming licked his tongue and did not hide the lustful gaze in his eyes.

The intoxicating fragrance moved with the wind, and in the distance there was the laughter of several female warriors who had been trained by Wu Yuan to become prodigal girls. The style is infinite, charming and seductive.

Jiang Ming and Shen Lingwei stood opposite each other.

The latter frowned slightly at the sound of laughter.

There is nothing to say, no need to say more.

Shen Lingwei directly shattered the broken robe, revealing a body that looked like it was made of steel. It looks a bit like a bodybuilding coach in a previous life, full of wildness. The only difference is that she contains explosive power that is far from being comparable to those bodybuilders who only focus on the body.

With one step, she vanished from the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage in the air, too fast.

One punch

A very casual punch slammed into Jiang Ming's head. The ground was shaking, and the yellow sand suddenly waved, and a wave of powerful energy fluctuations like mountains and seas exploded in an instant.

Shen Lingwei seemed to be like an ancient demon ape, and her whole person exuded an unpredictable and powerful power. At this moment, he seemed to weigh more than 10,000 pounds, and the ground almost crumbled with her casual punch.

The explosive body left an afterimage, which came directly in front of Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming did not retreat but advanced, and the same punch blasted out.

"Boom"

The two fists clashed, like nine days of cool thunder rushing down, and the deafening sound pierced the sky.

Shen Lingwei was as crazy as a beast, almost like a humanoid female tyrannosaurus, her body was as fast as lightning, opening and closing, and she had a fierce confrontation with Jiang Ming.

Shen Lingwei's strength was too strong, and every time she fell, it would inevitably shake the ten directions, this was the wildest opponent Jiang Ming had ever encountered.

And it's also a female opponent.

He had ever thought about encountering powerful female opponents, such as unfathomable women like Fairy Ruyun, such as the mysterious white-clothed masked woman who beat him up in front of him, they all took beautiful and gorgeous routes, and the female disciple of the Qingcheng faction in front of him was too violent, and such a woman looked like she was in bed........ Gee..... The picture is unimaginable.

Jiang Ming could once think of Shen Lingwei's angry roar on him, and the roar was like a beast.

There is no coquettishness,

No moaning.

Some are just unwilling roars.

Still, it's quite exciting to think about.

"Boom"

Shen Lingwei's fist style was too heavy, and every punch would have a crimson qi surging out, as terrifying as a heavy blood wave. Every time she moved, it was like a huge mountain trembling, but her speed was extremely fast.

Unusually powerful and violent!

The sound of the harp sounded like swords were clashing.

Immediately after that, the sound of the flute sounded, and the flute sounded. Jin Ge Iron Horse, as if there are thousands of troops and horses galloping, Qin Xiao completely brings out the atmosphere of this tense battle of life and death.

Jiang Ming squinted his eyes into the distance, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Maybe it was because he abused a luthier last time, and several masters of the music industry in Wuyuan actually united at this moment and wanted to ..... Get you back... He!