C55

Although tigers were strong, they couldn't do anything to sparrows. In terms of power, the Tuo Luo claw was far superior to the Flower Plucking Finger, but Lady Meng was able to evade the truth and attack the opponent's weak point. In just a few short moves, Gu Ming had already been surrounded by danger and was on the verge of death several times.

"Damn it! If you want to kill me, it won't be that easy!" Gu Mingkong had a body full of power that he couldn't release, and he was extremely depressed. He let out a hysterical shout. The claw that had been stored up for a long time extended out. The force was like the bloody mouth of a monster as it crazily bit at Madam Meng.

"That's it." Madam Meng lightly said "orchid" and stopped dodging. She also sent out a claw attack. As the two claws collided, Madam Meng's calm aura suddenly soared. The gentle force on her fingertips became extremely vigorous. With a force that could destroy rotten wood, she forcefully crushed them. "Ka, ka," several crisp sounds rang out. Gu Ming's body was pushed back and his fingers were connected to his palm at a crooked angle. A few pieces of his fingers were broken. If you are the mouth of the abyss, I will pull out your fangs!

Gu Ming's face was ashen, and his whole body was slightly trembling. He lowered his head and looked at his broken fingers, his eyes flashed with the loneliness of death. It wasn't because he was injured, but because he was proud of his Indra's Claw and had lost in terms of power. Madam Meng was using her actions to show that he did not have a shred of hope for victory even if it was as he had hoped. Martial artists valued the path of martial arts very much. Otherwise, how could they have trained day and night with such high expectations? It was the same for Gu Ming. However, his Indra's Claw, which he had trained so hard for, couldn't withstand a single blow. This caused him to suffer a heavy blow.

Be it planning or martial arts, Gu Ming was completely at a disadvantage. This made him feel dispirited and dispirited.

Gu Ming's fighting spirit was fading rapidly, but Madam Meng didn't have any intention of letting him go. She slowly pressed forward.

"Lord Gu, run!" The three of them jumped over from the side, stood in front of Gu Ming, and yelled at him.

Gu Ming's eyes lit up. His eyes focused on breaking through. On the other side, Feng En was fighting with his great-uncle. Seeing Gu Ming's escape, he couldn't pull away for a while. Liu Ruyan shouted and tried to stop him, but before she could do so, another group of people came out of the tunnel and stopped her. Many of them were the secret guards Jiang Shuo had seen before. Gu Ming had worked hard in the Yu Lin Hundred Flowers Sect for ten years, and although he couldn't win over Feng En and the others, he had cultivated his own strength.

With the help of many different forces, Gu Ming rushed out, gradually distancing himself from the battle whirlpool. Madam Meng's eyes remained unperturbed, as if she was certain that Gu Ming wouldn't be able to escape her grasp. At this time, Hua Yi grasped the broken sword in his hand. The sword trembled as he attacked Madam Meng. Madam Meng's figure flashed. She stuck close to the sword and her slender fingers instantly grabbed onto Hua Yi's other hand. He used his strength several times in a row, but was unable to break free. In desperation, he reversed the blade and cut off his own wrist. After breaking free, he continued to attack Madam Meng.

Madam Meng narrowed her eyes. On one hand, she was appreciating Hua Yi's decisiveness. On the other hand, she was thinking how important and secret the other party was to protect Gu Ming, regardless of the price he had to pay.

Thinking of this, a trace of impatience flashed across Madam Meng's eyes. Hua Yiyi and the other men were already outstanding martial artists. Now that they were fighting with their lives, they were willing to give it their all to stop Madam Meng. Madam Meng couldn't get rid of it in a short period of time.

Seeing the surrounding situation, Jiang Shuo had an idea, and followed in Gu Ming's direction.

Gu Ming was very familiar with the terrain of the Yulin, he turned and turned all over the city, just like a ghost. Even though Jiang Shuo's tracking skills were outstanding, after leaving Yulin City, he still lost the opponent.

He knew that Gu Ming's perception was stronger than ordinary people, so he didn't dare to get too close to him. It was late at night, and the environment was dark. Jiang Shuo didn't know the local terrain, so he couldn't use his full strength, which was why he lost his target.

"No, I have to find him!" Gu Ming was the murderer, so Jiang Shuo would not let him escape so easily. In addition, during the confrontation, because of Jiang Shuo's low status, he couldn't even talk, but the conversation made him suspicious and confused. As for these questions, they could only be answered by finding Gu Ming first.

Jiang Shuo did not return along the same route, and did not give up as he searched nearby. Not far away from the city was a small hill. Due to the drought, most of the trees on the hill had dried up and died. However, the trunk of the hill was still there. When Jiang Shuo got here, he went back and forth a few times, but did not discover anything.

"At this time, Gu Ming had already fled far away. He can't catch up to us at all." Just as Jiang Shuo was giving up and was about to return, he saw from the corner of his eyes that there was a blurry shadow tens of feet away. He felt energized as he slowly and stealthily approached her. When he got closer to take a look, he could not help but be overjoyed. That person was no other than Gu Ming, who he had been bitterly pursuing. Jiang Shuo suppressed the excitement in his heart, and laid down on the ground near a thick tree root, quietly popping out a head and looking in that direction.

GuMing was in a relatively spacious area, his back facing Jiang Shuo, motionless, as if he had blended in with the nearby dead wood.

Pieces of thin clouds floated over from the purple sky, half covering the crescent moon. The faint moonlight quietly sprinkled onto Gu Ming's body, making his entire body seem somewhat illusory.

After observing for a long time, Gu Ming still maintained this posture, which made Jiang Shuo suspicious. "Strange, this place is very close to Yulin, and we haven't gotten out of danger yet, why is he still standing here?"

Jiang Shuo couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to. Gu Ming's martial arts were powerful, he could crush him to death with a little finger. He could only wait and see. Years of drought had caused the death of birds and beasts, and the forest was terrifyingly quiet. Occasionally, there would be a slight gust of night wind sweeping past the branches, and the "hissing" sounds were like the whispering of undead, making one's heart palpitate. In the still scene, time seemed to stretch, becoming boring and lengthy. Anxiety gradually grew, and just when Jiang Shuo was wondering how long it would take, Gu Ming finally made his move.

"Friend, after staring at me for so long, it should be time for you to show yourself, right?" His voice was not loud, but in the silence of the forest, it could be heard clearly by Jiang Shuo.

Jiang Shuo was surprised. Had he been discovered? He believed that his concealment skills were outstanding, but as his martial arts had reached a certain level, he did not know how sensitive his senses had become. Due to his shock, he didn't notice that Gu Ming's voice was trembling with a hint of fear.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Shuo decided to run. He raised his head and fixed his gaze on Gu Ming, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I was clearly distracted for just a split-second, when did he …" Jiang Shuo felt a deep shock in his heart. There was no sign of the enemy, no movement, as if he had jumped out of thin air. Jiang Shuo looked over, not knowing if it was a coincidence or something, but the clouds blocked the moonlight and couldn't reach his body. Although Gu Ming was clearly visible, he seemed to be shrouded in a gray fog. Not to mention his appearance, it was hard to even distinguish his gender.

Jiang Shuo suddenly felt cold and couldn't help shrinking his neck, immediately having a question in his mind. At this time of the year, even if it was at night, it would still be humid and stuffy. How could it be cold? He looked up at the sky. The cold had disappeared and everything was back to normal. When his line of sight landed on the area directly in front of him, the coldness seeped into his bones and he couldn't help but shiver.

"This …" Jiang Shuo opened his eyes slightly, obviously the chill was closely related to the mysterious figure. It was only then that he noticed that the sound of the wind had stopped as soon as the man had appeared. It was true silence.

Jiang Shuo felt a strange sensation fill his heart. He frowned and stared straight ahead. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.

"I do not know you. May I ask why you are waiting for me here?" After being silent for a while, Gu Ming asked, his tone more or less cautious.

Hearing this, Jiang Shuo understood that it was not because Gu Ming didn't want to leave, but because he was afraid to stay.

"Violate the rules, die!" The cold female voice spoke word by word, as if it was a trial of a subordinate, without the slightest emotion.

"Go to hell!" Hearing this, Gu Ming immediately made a decision and used his Indra Claw to grab at the opponent's door. Ye Zichen tilted his head and dodged it. Gu Ming's facial expression changed drastically. He swayed his body a little, stepped on the ground with both of his feet, and then suddenly stepped back. The opponent slightly leaned to the side and placed his hand on the sword hilt. A cold light flashed, fast as lightning, and Jiang Shuo could only see a blur in front of him. When he focused his eyes, the opponent's palm was still on the sword hilt, letting Gu Ming retreat without a care.

"Ah!" Gu Ming, who was still in the air, suddenly let out a mournful scream. In his throat, liquid gushed out before he fell to the ground. The screams came to an abrupt stop and transformed into deep whimpers, accompanied by soft gurgling sounds.

He retreated quickly, but it was still not enough.

"…!" Jiang Shuo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he stared at the two of them, but he still couldn't pinpoint the trajectory of the sword.

Back then, when he saw Chen Zhentian's sword technique, he couldn't help but admire it. Now that he saw Chen Zhentian today, he finally realized that there was a higher heaven and a higher heaven.

What shocked Jiang Shuo the most was the killing intent in his opponent's sword. Although it was short, it was extremely powerful. In that moment, Jiang Shuo's heart stopped, his soul trembled, and he felt as if he had stepped into the gates of hell.

"She …" Who exactly is it … " Jiang Shuo mumbled to himself.

At this time, the dark clouds that covered the crescent moon dispersed. Bright moonlight shined down, illuminating that proud and aloof beautiful figure.

As if they were resonating with each other, the Life Bones in Jiang Shuo's arms also began to emit rays of light.