If Zheng Ming said this, if he said it elsewhere, he would definitely be said to be unfair. However, at this moment, he had the halo of treating the daughter of the black-hearted old man Nan Yunbing, but no one refuted him.

However, when the black-hearted old man looked a little ferocious!

"Mr. Zheng, I have a third-grade martial arts four-chip boxing in my hand. I am willing to give it to Mr. Yu. I would like to give it to my daughter once!" The fierce light in the eyes of the old man in black heart dissipated again the moment it fell on his daughter.

However, the expression of the black-hearted old man was not paid much attention to. At this moment, their minds were completely attracted by the words "third-grade martial arts".

Third-grade martial arts!

In the world where martial arts are respected, what is the most precious thing in the Great Jin Dynasty is not treasures, not land, but martial arts.

A martial art that can support the family to dominate the country is the foundation for most families to establish a family. If the land is gone and the treasures are gone, you can earn it again. However, if the martial arts of the family Zhen clan are gone, it means the decline of a big family.

The third-grade martial arts can make people crazy throughout the Jin Dynasty. These third-grade martial arts can become the treasure of the fifth-grade family.

Nowadays, there is no third-grade martial arts in the entire Lu Ling Mansion, but the old man in black heart said that he would use a third-grade martial arts as a thank-you gift in front of so many people.

Many people's eyes at Zheng Ming became even more strange. Zheng Ming even felt that at this time, he seemed to have become a piece of fat, and these people all hoped to swallow their fat meat.

Zheng Ming was also in a state of temptation. After all, the third-grade martial arts were really attractive to him. But thinking of his own conspiracy, Zheng Ming still shook his head gently.

After all, the patience of the black-hearted old man is limited. Even for his daughter, his patience is also limited.

"Mr. Zheng. I can do anything for my daughter. If Mr. Zheng doesn't even accept third-grade martial arts, then it's not a big mistake to use other methods."

There was a hint of threat in the words of the black-hearted old man.

Other methods, such as the so-called other methods of a strong man like a black-hearted old man, can guess what the method is even if he uses his feet to guess.

So after the old man black-hearted said this, Zheng Jingren and Zheng Heng felt that their necks were a little tight. After all, now, the people who are closer to Zheng Ming are the two of them.

Zheng Ming could naturally hear the meaning of the old man black-hearted, but his expression remained unchanged: "Then please ask Gao Ming to ask him for another one!"

The old man in black heart did not expect that Zheng Ming refused without even thinking about it. He looked at Zheng Ming with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but what he saw in Zheng Ming's eyes was not fear.

What he saw was a desire to try.

What's wrong with Zheng Ming? How could he be eager to try? The battle with him just now. Although this young man is extraordinary, his sword just caused him a little injury.

It is rare that he has any backstop, or any amazing existence behind him. However, these questions flashed in the heart of the old man, and they were thrown behind him by the old man.

No matter who is standing behind Zheng Ming, he cannot give up this opportunity to treat his daughter.

Zheng Ming's refusal made the third young master feel a sense of joy of turning around. Although the old man in black heart should not be able to kill Zheng Ming at this time, the old man in black heart should not help Zheng Ming deal with him now.

Zheng Ming really doesn’t know how much he weighs, he doesn’t know. He is waiting for a price to be sold depends on the person.

If he gets angry with the old man with a bad heart, hehe, he will suffer.

"Father, let's forget it. Let's not make things difficult for Mr. Zheng. All of this is the child's life." The woman in yellow named Jin'er suddenly grabbed the corner of the black-hearted old man's clothes and said.

Jin'er's palm actually didn't have much power, but after she pulled the black-hearted old man, she was called the peak of the fourth grade, but it seemed that she was banned by a golden hoop and could not move at all.

"Silly child, Mr. Zheng is the person who has the most hope to cure you. My father is not making things difficult for Mr. Zheng, but he is just asking Mr. Zheng to cure your illness."

The black-hearted old man gently stroked his daughter's hair, then looked at Zheng Ming and said, "Mr. Zheng, how can you be willing to treat your little girl? If you have any conditions, please ask."

Zheng Ming looked at the black-hearted old man with a depressed look on his face and felt that the temperature was almost the same. He said lightly: "I have a precious daughter-in-law disease. Even if I take action, I will have to take care of it for three years."

"My home has a place called Luming Town. I hope that Hei Xin can live in Luming Town for three years."

The old man with black heart is a smart person. He instantly understood what Zheng Ming meant. Zheng Ming wanted to let him stay in Luming Town for three years.

This condition is really not too high in the eyes of the old man who is black-hearted. He had just prepared to help Zheng Ming do some dangerous things, but now Zheng Ming's conditions are much easier than he imagined.

"Okay, I can stay in Lu Ming for three years!" The old man, who was afraid that Zheng Ming would regret it, so he agreed immediately.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the third young master again, and he smiled faintly and said, "If Mr. Zheng needs it, I can help Mr. Zheng solve this problem first."

The third young master felt like he wanted to go crazy. The person he invited to kill Zheng Ming was actually going to use his life to please Zheng Ming at this time. How could he bear it?

But he couldn't bear it, and now he could only stand it. After all, he really had no way to face the black-hearted old man.

Zheng Ming glanced at the third young master and said lightly: "Thank you, Your Excellency Hei Xin, but I like to solve my own affairs."

While speaking, Zheng Ming walked closer to the third young master.

"Zheng Ming, what are you going to do? Let me tell you, I am the third young master of Yaowang Pavilion, and my father is the master of Yaowang Pavilion."

The third young master pointed at Zheng Ming and said in a deep voice: "The strength of our Medicine King Pavilion is not something you can resist. If you are not good to me, let alone you, even your whole family will die without a place to die."

Zheng Ming stepped forward coldly, ignoring the third young master's intentions at all.

The three young masters looked at Zheng Ming who was approaching step by step, and the expression on his face became even more ugly. His voice changed a little at this moment: "I tell you Zheng Ming, my aunt is the deputy head of Xinjian Pavilion. My aunt likes me the most. If you dare to touch me, my aunt will never spare you."

The three words "Xinjian Pavilion" were spit out from the third young master's mouth, which immediately made everyone around him stunned. Even the black-hearted old man's expression at this moment also showed a hint of solemnity.

Obviously, the old man with black heart had such a little concern about the third young master's aunt.

Zheng Ming's expression seemed to have a hint of hesitation. At the moment when Zheng Ming hesitated, the third young master suddenly pulled his sleeve, and three powerful crossbows long with fingers shot straight towards Zheng Ming.

These three powerful crossbows came very quickly and suddenly. Most people did not expect that the third young master, who had always seemed to be harmless, suddenly attacked Zheng Ming at this moment.

Even the black-hearted old man had no time to take action at this time.

Just as these three powerful crossbows were shot out, there was a bright red sword that was often one foot in the hands of the third young master.

The sword light flashed, and hundreds of meteors emerged, and they directly killed Zheng Ming.

This sword was really fast, and judging from the moves of this sword, this sword was at least a fifth-grade martial art, and it was also a fifth-grade martial art that was cultivated to the small-scale realm.

The third young master gave the final kill, when Zheng Ming didn't have time to defend himself.

However, just as the crossbow rushed to Zheng Ming's body, the long sword in Zheng Ming's hand turned into a ray of light in the void and slashed directly at the three crossbows. At the same time, Zheng Ming's body did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the direction of the three crossbows.

In everyone's eyes, Zheng Ming is almost seeking death.

Especially the old man who was unscrupulous, shouted even more angrily. After searching for more than ten years, he finally found a person like Zheng Ming who could cure his daughter. However, he did not expect that Zheng Ming would be in danger before his daughter's illness was treated.

If Zheng Ming died, wouldn’t his daughter be in danger? But the third young master’s movements were too fast.

The distance between the three powerful crossbows is even more difficult to dodge.

But just when most people felt that Zheng Ming could not dodge, Zheng Ming's body twisted strangely in the void twice, and even penetrated through the middle of the three powerful crossbows in an extremely thrilling manner.

The long sword that was originally swung was entangled with the bright red sword light of the third young master.

The hundreds of meteors drawn by the sword light disappeared into the void with the sound of gold and iron.

The bright red sword that was hosted by the Third Young Master fell to the ground with the meteor falling to the ground.

Everything around became clearer, but compared with the bright red sword, more people saw Zheng Ming's long sword.

The direction Zheng Ming's long sword pointed to was the neck of the Third Young Master. As long as Zheng Ming swung his sword, the Third Young Master would be dead.

At this time, the long sword in Zheng Ming's hand was also full of holes, with gaps of varying sizes, which made the sword look like it could be broken at will.

Facing such a long sword, everyone could imagine how difficult it was for Zheng Ming to compete for the sword just now.

After all, the third young master's sword was too sharp. As long as Zheng Ming didn't notice it at all, the sword might be cut off.
Chapter completed!