As a former martial arts myth, Wuming felt that he had the obligation to eliminate these forces that harmed the foundation of the martial arts. He believed that what Wushuang City was doing at this time was even worse than the domineering Tianxiahui.

At this time, Wu Ming had retired from the world for decades due to the death of his beloved wife, but unexpectedly, the martial arts world in the Central Plains suffered another disaster, and he had to come back for the sake of the people of the world.

This morning.

Shao Weijie and others are dealing with an evil force, which is the "Big Knife Gang" who gather together to make a living by smuggling and selling.

Originally, if you smuggle, you can smuggle, and they don't want to care about it, because the modern economic system will teach them how to behave later, but who would have thought that these guys bully others, sell and buy by force, and they are obviously planning to make a fortune and run away.

Can Shao Weijie endure it? He immediately led his men to block these guys before they could escape.

The boss of the Big Sword Gang was quite alert and knew that he and the others were no match. In addition, according to the new order, what they committed was not a heinous crime. At most, they were participating in some kind of labor reform.

So when Shao Weijie and others led people to surround them, they immediately surrendered.

Very unfulfilling.

The opponents in the past few days have all been small fights. Although Shao Weijie has gained a lot of practical experience, his strength cannot be improved by always comparing with weaker opponents.

It's like playing chess with bad chess pieces all the time. If things go on like this, your level will probably stay at the bad chess piece stage!

"Give me some masters and I'll hit ten!"

Standing among the small gang, Fatty suddenly let out a mighty roar.

Shao Weijie glanced at the entire audience. Everyone was holding their heads in their hands and squatting on the ground obediently. No one dared to hit a fat man on their head. He was prepared to see good things happen and was suddenly disappointed.

"Fat man! You just chirp in front of them. Wait until the next time labor and management take you to see what it means to be a world-class master!" Shao Weijie put his arm around the fat man's shoulders and said teasingly.

The fat man was about to retort when Shao Weijie suddenly raised his hand to stop him. As if he felt something in his heart, he suddenly looked back and jumped onto the roof, looking at the hills ahead.

Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.

There are some sounds of the harp, as if coming from afar, the sound seems to be there or not, faintly visible.

Then the sound of the piano gets louder and louder. When you listen carefully, the sound seems to contain a desolate and lonely meaning, as if the person playing the piano wants to express all the melancholy in his heart, and his mood is full of complexity and helplessness!

The sound of the huqin was already desolate and desolate, but in the hands of this person, the sound became even more desolate and desolate, as if the player was pouring out countless past events and endless painful memories.

The sound of the piano gradually fades away, becomes lighter and lighter. The music slowly fades away, like the last sigh of a once-prominent and unlucky guest.

The song ends sadly and the soul is broken.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and suddenly a man wearing black plain clothes was seen flying over. This man had already flown hundreds of meters in the air without landing, and he was still a hundred meters away from the roof where Shao Weijie was standing. This shows his lightness.

It is so high that it is rarely seen in the world.

At least there is no such peerless light skill in the Tianlong world.

Shao Weijie looked at the man in front of him carefully, and saw that he had a sparse mustache on his front lip, and his eyes revealed an aloof dignity that no one in the world dared to infringe upon.

A face that has experienced infinite vicissitudes of life is also filled with infinite desolation, with an expression that seems cold but not cold, and seems warm but not warm.

A complex of conflicting emotions.

Shao Weijie thinks that the only person who can compare with him is the evil, charming, arrogant and domineering CEO who is "three parts cold, three parts sarcastic and four parts nonchalant, smiling but not smiling".

Needless to say, for a person with this kind of magnanimity, Shao Weijie knew who was coming.

Just now I was talking about finding a master, and here comes this master.

Seeing someone coming, Fatty and Dachun immediately jumped up to the roof and stood next to Shao Weijie, with wary expressions on their faces. Just the lightness of the person who came here should not be underestimated.

"Do you want to call someone?" The fat man whispered sideways.

Calling someone? This is Wuming who is playing the erhu with full health! You may have some inexplicable self-confidence.

Shao Weijie waved his hand and said no, no matter how quiet your voice is, the person opposite can hear you.

"Senior, is this the martial arts myth 'Wuming'?" Shao Weijie bowed his hands respectfully and said.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wuming's eyes, but before he could answer, the fat man exclaimed: "Martial Arts Myth? This nickname is really ridiculous. How much more awesome is it than our bad name of 'Four Good People'!"

Shao Weijie twitched the corner of his mouth, kicked the fat man off the roof, and then said to him, "Senior, I will make you laugh!"

Wuming was also a little dazed, obviously he had never met anyone with Fatty's mind-set before.

"Are you three the life-hungry Rakshasa that has been making waves in Wushuang City recently?" Behind Wuming's hands, a pair of sword eyes were as wise as an eagle.

Wuming thought, these three people are not very old, but their internal strength is simply astonishing, especially the young man who just talked to him, his internal strength is perfect, and he has definitely cultivated peerless internal strength and mental methods.

Although the other two are not even close to him, they are also particularly amazing.

He had also seen the three disciples of Xiong Ba. If he only looked at their internal strength, they would never be able to compare with the three disciples in front of him.

I don’t know what kind of master the three of them are as disciples!

"Death-killing Rakshasa?" Shao Weijie was stunned. Do all the gangs in Wushuang City give the three of them nicknames like this?

"Senior may have misunderstood!" Shao Weijie said, "The three of us are praised as 'unparalleled good people' by the people in this city. How could we be that evil Rakshasa!"

Wuming snorted coldly without comment. He had long been used to seeing people in the world who were sweet-talking and secretive. With Shao Weijie speaking so eloquently, Wuming could only believe his own eyes.

For a moment, Shao Weijie didn't know how to communicate with Wuming. Obviously, he couldn't use the moves he used to deal with other people to defeat Wuming. Let's not talk about the issue of whether he can beat him or not. The many martial arts skills that Wuming possessed were enough for him.

I'm worried about it.

And now that Wuming is at full health, it is estimated that even if he tied all the masters together, they wouldn't be able to defeat Wuming.

This is the number one master in Fengyun Part One and Part Two.

Shao Weijie suddenly wanted to bring the sweeping monk over to show him. Don't you want to change your name to Wuming monk? He is also called Wuming, so I asked you if it's embarrassing!

"I have a question to ask senior!" Shao Weijie said seriously, "I wonder who in the heart of senior belongs to this world?"

Wuming's eyes were as desolate as ever, and he looked at Shao Weijie leisurely and said: "Of course they belong to all living beings!"

"What are sentient beings? In the eyes of seniors, are all sentient beings just martial arts people like you?" Shao Weijie asked without waiting for Wu Ming's answer, "Or are seniors just like these warriors, treating ordinary people like nothing?"

"What do you mean?" A sharp light flashed from the nameless sword's eye, as if it was about to pierce Shao Weijie's entire body.

Shao Weijie looked calm and said calmly: "What I say is useless. What you hear is false and what you see is true. Please invite Senior Wuming to go into the Wushuang City and see for yourself! Of course, if Senior Wuming feels that this world belongs to warriors, then he should be so.
Chapter completed!