Ming sect leader

Chapter 530 Promise
Chapter 530 Promise
In the largest courtyard in Dengfeng City, Di Lingtian stood in front of the desk with his upper body bare, writing big characters stroke by stroke!

And Ping Yizhi next to him slowly untied the circles of white bandages on Di Lingtian's body, and then revealed two black and purple wounds on the front and back. He carefully glanced at Di Lingtian who was writing, then turned around and walked away. From a row of knives on the table next to him, he chose a small knife with a cold light!

Ping Yi pointed with a serious face, and silently washed the knife in his hand with the strongest wine and roasted it with the hottest charcoal fire. Finally, he took a deep breath, and pointed at Di Lingtian's wound fiercely. With several knives, pieces of black and purple flesh fell off, and a bloody smell gradually permeated the air. Not like him, even the hand holding the pen did not tremble at all!
Half an hour later, Ping Yizhi applied the ointment and bandage on Di Lingtian's wound again, and then threw all the pieces of meat that fell on the ground into the charcoal fire and turned them into ashes, then wiped off the sweat from his head , bowed to Di Lingtian and said: "I would like to report to the leader, after this treatment, the evil energy and poisonous blood in the wound have been exhausted. With the master's skill and the holy medicine of the medical hall of our religion, the wound will heal within half a month at most. Can heal!"

Di Lingtian hummed lightly, then continued to write, and said indifferently: "Good job, keep your mouth shut, let's go!"

Ping bowed to accept the order to leave, and another quarter of an hour later, Di Lingtian finally put down the pen in his hand, and the white papers on the table were full of big magic words!
Di Lingtian stared indifferently at these magical characters that pierced through the back of the paper, then snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, all the paper fell onto the brazier next to him. In an instant, it disappeared slowly in the beating of the flame!
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The night was getting darker, but Di Lingtian's house was brightly lit, and Mingjiao disciples were constantly patrolling back and forth, looking tense and alert!

And at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the roof opposite the house. He was wearing a blue gown and a bamboo hat. His belt was fluttering in the night wind. He looked like a god!

Ah!
The man in blue looked at it for a moment, then suddenly let out a chuckle. Immediately, he leapt forward, directly passed the elite of the Mingjiao Fire Banner patrolling outside, and went straight to the sky above the largest and most closely guarded mansion in the mansion, and then made a big handprint with his backhand Then shoot it down!

However, before the big handprint of the man in blue landed on the roof, he suddenly heard a shout of anger and coldness from inside the room: "I want to die!" Immediately, a scarlet fist shot into the sky in an instant!

Bang! ! !
The fist print and the big hand print collided in mid-air suddenly, and there was a loud bang, and the red shock wave swept across the entire Dengfeng city like the sunset glow in the night sky.But at the same time, there were also many warriors with different expressions looking towards the direction of the explosion sound!
And when the shock wave of the explosion dissipated, Di Lingtian was dressed in white, with silver hair flying around his temples, the silver crown on his head was gone, his long hair was loose, and his face was gloomy, as if he was about to fall asleep but someone disturbed him, very unhappy!

However, there was a flash of excitement in the eyes of the man in blue under the bamboo hat, and he couldn't hide his gloating surprise in his tone: "It seems that the monks in Shaolin really can't believe it. You don't even have enough skill to succeed, Di Lingtian, your injury is really serious, isn't it?"

The man in blue was talking, and the last sentence suddenly transmitted sound with internal force, and the sound was like a torrent of bells. Warriors had already quietly appeared from various places, and then they went silently towards the Ming Cult camp!

Di Lingtian, who was in mid-air, looked at the man in blue indifferently, he didn't seem to care about what he just said to the whole city, he just sneered and said slowly: "Wu Ming, I have already given you a chance to live. It's a pity that you didn't cherish it!"

The man in blue laughed, and flung the bamboo hat over his head away, revealing a seemingly ordinary face of an old man, but his demeanor of a great master standing in midair made no one dare to ignore his existence , He looked at Di Lingtian's eyes with a flash of hatred and said: "Di Lingtian, I swore the old man in Dongying that day. One day, I will make you regret it, and I will humiliate you to this old man. I will return everything to you! And today is the day when this old man fulfills his promise!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Ming yelled loudly, and rushed straight to Di Lingtian. Di Lingtian sneered when he saw this, his eyes were calm, and he said casually: "Then I want to see today, how do you realize your dream?" That ridiculous and pathetic promise!"

bang bang bang! ! !
Wu Ming shot without reservation, and it was the long-lost martial arts Ruyi Lanhua hand.Although the name is beautiful, it is one of the most venomous kung fu in the martial arts. It divides tendons and pulses, hurts people invisible, not only vicious and vicious, but also the changes in techniques are more mysterious and erratic.

However, Di Lingtian unexpectedly did not use the Dilin Fist, but used the Tianshan Liuyang Palm of the Vulture Palace to fight against the enemy. Compatible, but compared to the nameless Ruyi Orchid Hand, it is a bit less ruthless and weird!
Moreover, this palm technique needs the support of strong internal force the most. If it is activated by a powerful and unparalleled internal force, it will naturally be as pure as a furnace, with infinite power, but the palm technique in Di Lingtian's hands can't achieve this at all. The power is obviously due to insufficient internal support!
As someone who had fought against Di Lingtian before, Wu Ming was very impressed by Di Lingtian's state change. After the two of them exchanged dozens of moves in mid-air, Wu Ming even laughed out loud, mobilizing his voice with true energy. Spread the word throughout the city: "Di Lingtian, your injury is so serious that you dare not even use the Dilin Fist, and you can't even exert your strongest strength in a heaven-level palm technique? If so, the old man will replace you today. All martial arts in the world, except you, the big devil!"

"kill!"

Wu Ming shouted loudly, the aura of the great master was billowing like a blue wolf smoke, straight up to the sky, and the sound of huge waves and rocks slapping came from nowhere in the dark night sky, shaking the whole field, the sound Pass Dengfeng!
The warriors inside and outside the city rushed towards the Mingjiao camp at an even faster speed, Fan Yao and Wei Yixiao hurriedly ordered the Raging Fire Banner disciples to line up to defend, while Di Lingtian, who was in mid-air, waved his palms at him. Wu Ming fought, glanced around lightly, and said coldly: "The bald donkeys in Shaolin really deserve to die! I have waited for so long, and only a fool like you came. I am really disappointed!"

As Di Lingtian's words fell, he took a sudden step forward, and his right hand, which was originally slapped, turned into a fist in an instant, followed by an indifferent cold shout resounding through the night sky: "The emperor is in the world!"

(End of this chapter)