Everyone was even more astonished. The young man in front of them actually reached the level of a martial artist. They all looked away. It turned out that the young man in white had been hiding his own strength.

"It seems like he is only about eighteen years old!"

"Looking at his appearance, I think it's not much different!"

"Oh my god! He has reached the level of a martial artist at such a young age. He is definitely a genius!"

...

"Yes, if you can be included in my family, there should be no problem in being proud of one side!"

"Don't think about it! Such a person must be a disciple of a major sect or force, and it can't be just me!"

"That's right!"

...

The people around him were already making trouble at this time. Wang Luo stood up shakily with the help of several followers, then pushed the followers' hands away and walked towards Qing Ming step by step.

Qing Ming looked at Wang Luo opposite him and frowned. He didn't want to expose his strength prematurely. If Wang Luo's last move hadn't threatened him, he wouldn't have used his martial arts skills.

During the time he was recuperating in the Han family, he gradually regained his strength, and he always kept in mind the teachings of his master Du Sou: "Be low-key in life, and do things in high-key!"

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, people had already stepped on his feet, so he couldn't let others bully him. Besides, Qing Ming was not the kind of person to swallow his anger.

Looking at the approaching figure, Qing Ming held the sword at his waist. If anything happened, he could easily deal with it.

"Brother, we must have a misunderstanding." Seeing the hostility on Qing Ming's face, Wang Luo's expression changed at this time. He no longer wanted to cut Qing Ming into pieces with a thousand knives as before, and looked at it with a smile on his face.

With Qing Ming.

Qing Ming naturally knew the reason why Wang Luo changed his face so quickly. After all, in this world, the strong are respected. If he hadn't shown his strength, Wang Luo would not have been able to speak so politely to him. Qing Ming also pretended to be so polite when he saw this.

Polite: "Hey! Since it was a misunderstanding, now that the misunderstanding has been clarified, you can let me go!"

Wang Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and then returned to their original state, but this change in his expression could not escape Qing Ming's eyes.

"Brother! Wait a minute! I don't know whether to talk about something or not!" Wang Luo still looked like a smiling Bodhisattva.

"Say it! I'm not deaf!" Qing Ming said unceremoniously.

"I just want to ask which sect Xiongtai comes from, and where did he learn from?"

"There is no school, no sect, no teacher, no teacher!" Qing Ming said frankly.

As soon as Qing Ming's words came out, it caused a heated discussion around him. Some people believed it and some people didn't. Wang Luo naturally didn't believe what Qing Ming said.

"In this case, why not join our Wang family. Our Wang family has always welcomed people with ability and potential to join. If you are willing to join, we will definitely provide you with all resources, including everything you want, and we can also treat you as a

I don’t know what you think of the offerings from our Wang family!”

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being alone, and I can't stand the restraint and restraint of that kind of family, let alone..." Qing Ming paused, curled his lips, and continued, "You Wang family can't do it!"

Hearing what Qing Ming said, Wang Luo raised his brows again, and a look of resentment flashed across his face.

"If that's the case, then don't force me, brother!" Wang Luo forced a smile on his face.

"Then I'll tell you it's late!" Qing Ming stopped talking and turned around to leave. But after taking just a few steps, he felt danger approaching behind him. He immediately became alert and kicked back. The martial artist's spiritual energy was concentrated in that kick.

On the way up, the person who came was kicked away by this kick, and his body stayed close to the ground and walked backward for a certain distance.

A moderately shallow ravine was left on the ground.

The person who made the sneak attack was Wang Luo. Seeing that Qing Ming showed no mercy to him, he had tried every means to endure it and even lowered his status to invite him, but he still didn't buy it. When did Wang Luo suffer this kind of thing?

I couldn't bear the shame, so I wanted to give Qing Ming a fatal blow on the back without him noticing, but I didn't expect that his perception was so strong. He could detect his sneak attack before he even got close, and he made a timely move.

reaction.

"Ahem!" Wang Luo got up from the ground again, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth. "It seems that I still underestimate you." After saying that, he poured out a black pill from a bottle. The pill also exuded a strange smell.

Black cyclone.

When Qing Ming saw the black pills, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He felt a familiar aura, which was exactly the same aura he felt when he saw the human-faced plant in Wang Luo's mansion.

Wang Luo, who was opposite, saw Qing Ming's surprised expression, and the smile on his face became wider. He wiped the blood from his mouth and looked straight at Qing Ming.

"Boy, this pill is called the 'Spirit-Eating Pill'. I got it from that gentleman with great difficulty. As long as I can hand in the task on time, I will get another one. It's just one step away. Now

All of this was ruined by your hands." Wang Luo became angrier as he spoke, and finally showed a ferocious look, "Go to hell!"

After speaking, he directly put the elixir into his mouth. The moment Wang Luo swallowed the elixir, his aura suddenly surged, and he immediately surpassed the threshold of an upper-level warrior and reached the level of a martial artist.

Everyone was surprised. Qing Ming looked at all this and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell it for a moment. At the moment when Wang Luo's aura surged, his own cultivation was suppressed. As long as he circulated his spiritual energy,

He would feel as if there was a huge black hole outside sucking his spiritual energy.

What surprised Qing Ming even more was that the word "spiritual eating" in the "spirit-eating pill" mentioned by Wang Luo was very familiar to Qing Ming. It was the monster with human body and animal head that he saw that night.

From Song Xuan's mouth, I learned about a creature called "Spirit Eater", a creature that was born to swallow spiritual energy and souls.

At this moment, what Qing Ming felt was that the spiritual energy in his body was being forcibly sucked out. Upon seeing this, Qing Ming quickly stepped back. Not only Qing Ming had this reaction, but even the onlookers felt something strange and stayed away from the area.

.

Just after Qing Ming stabilized his figure, Wang Luo's breath gradually became calmer.

The Great Perfection of the Lower Level Martial Arts Master!

Everyone was even more stunned. Just taking one pill could improve their cultivation so much. Even the second-grade elixir doesn't seem to be that powerful!

Wang Luo curled his lips again, and in the blink of an eye he was at Qing Ming's side. Qing Ming did not expect that Wang Luo's speed would be several times faster than usual at this time. Faced with Wang Luo's sudden appearance, Qing Ming had no time.

Dodge and directly use your spiritual power to fight Wang Luo head-on.

But when Qing Ming came into contact with Wang Luo, a dangerous smile appeared on Wang Luo's face.

"Not good" Even if he knew that Wang Luo was deceitful, Qing Ming would have no extra time and space to dodge except for direct resistance.

Sure enough, when Qing Ming used his spiritual power, his spiritual power seemed to be trapped in a bottomless quagmire, and it was getting deeper and deeper and it was difficult to break out.

Wang Luo was naturally happy to see this, and swung his "Sky-Breaking Palm" again to hit Qing Ming. At this time, Qing Ming couldn't get away, so he subconsciously blocked the front with his hands to welcome Wang Luo's blow.

The aura that was like the overwhelming weight of a mountain suddenly knocked Qing Ming away. He stayed on the ground not far away, kneeling on one knee, holding the green sword with one hand. His throat itched and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Luo didn't give Qing Ming a chance to breathe, and struck Qing Ming with another quick blow. Qing Ming no longer released his spiritual energy at this time, but dexterously dodged the attack.

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and a big crater appeared where Qing Ming was.
Chapter completed!