In the simulator, even though Lu Changsheng became a great master of swordsmanship, he was tortured by Leng Wuqing and the people behind him.

If he didn't let them taste the taste of despair, Lu Changsheng felt that he would not be able to eat well or sleep well.

Moreover, he could also build his own power in the process, which was a two-pronged approach.

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"Lord Leng, where are we going next? Yanyu Tower or Tianying Gate?"

Zhou Ming was a little depressed after hitting a wall, but with Leng Wuqing's presence, he had not completely lost confidence.

After all, Leng Wuqing was backed by the imperial court, and there were several great masters. Although the Wumeng was strange and mysterious, it was still far from the imperial court in his heart.

"No! Let's go to the Cliff of Death!" Leng Wuqing said coldly.

"Cliff of Death? I heard that there are a bunch of crazy people there..."

Zhou Ming's heart was beating, and he didn't understand why Leng Wuqing gave up the plan he had made.

As if seeing Zhou Ming's confusion, Leng Wuqing said: "It is precisely because they are a group of lunatics that we have to go! Don't forget, our primary target is always Lu Changsheng. All the Jianghu forces in Qingzhou may surrender to the Wumeng, but those lunatics will never do so!

Lu Changsheng killed Master Tianjue and made a blood feud with them. They are also the forces we are most confident of winning over!"

"You are also a lunatic..."

Zhou Ming muttered in his heart.

Although he didn't want to cooperate with a group of notorious lunatics, Zhou Ming had to admit that they had no better choice now.

After making the decision, the two bought two good horses nearby and headed straight for the Cliff of Death.

The Cliff of Death is 180 miles north of Sanhe City.

With the speed of a fast horse, it only takes one and a half hours to reach it.

But with the two people whipping hard, they rushed to the Cliff of Death in just one hour.

Throwing away the two fast horses that fell to the ground and twitched and foamed at the mouth, the two came to the gate of a manor.

"There is a bloody smell!"

Leng Wuqing sniffed and his face suddenly changed.

Zhou Ming shrugged and said indifferently: "The people of Jueming Cliff are a bunch of lunatics. They often conduct various experiments on living things. It is normal to have a bloody smell. It is impossible that the people of Wumeng are here again?"

They rushed here non-stop. Zhou Ming did not think that Wumeng's actions were faster than them.

In addition, everyone in Jueming Cliff is a top-notch player. In addition to Tianjue Shangren, there are three other powerful masters.

They are Zhao Wencai, the Snake King, Xu Xian, the Evil Blade, and Chang Ming, the Fast Sword.

Even if the Grand Master wants to take down the three people, it will take some effort.

Now it is calm. Did the people of Wumeng kill them all in such a short time?

Zhou Ming pushed open the door of the manor, but then he wanted to slap himself twice.

There was blood flowing behind the door and corpses all over the ground.

As far as the eye could see, corpses opened their eyes unwillingly, with confusion and fear, as if questioning the heavens, why?

This was simply hell!

Zhou Ming covered his mouth and almost vomited.

Even though he had been the head of the Zhou family for many years, he had never seen such a scene.

"The blood is warm, these people died not long ago, and judging from the wounds, they were all killed with one knife, and the knife technique was the same as the one that killed the little dragon Zheng Haisheng!"

Leng Wuqing walked into the manor expressionlessly, and in just a few breaths, he saw a lot of things.

Continuing to walk in, the scene inside became more and more terrifying.

The head of the Snake King Zhao Wencai was cut off by a knife and placed on the table.

The knife of the evil knife Xu Xian was broken into several pieces, just like his body.

The sword of the fast sword Chang Ming was not broken, but was stuck in his own head.

These three were all evil people who killed countless people in their early years. Later, they fled to the Cliff of Death and huddled together with Master Tianjue to form this notorious Cliff of Death. Even the Qingzhou government could only turn a blind eye.

I thought the evil would last for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that they would all die tragically today.

Is there really karma and retribution in the world?

Zhou Ming thought of the immoral things he had done and was silent for a while.

"We are still a step late..." Leng Wuqing shook his head.

Zhou Ming was puzzled and said, "Isn't the purpose of the Wumeng to conquer the Jianghu forces? Why did they kill all the people in Jueming Cliff? Could it be that they were angry because they failed to conquer them?"

"Maybe we fell into some kind of thinking trap from the beginning..."

Leng Wuqing sighed rarely and said, "Maybe we have been the target of the Wumeng for a long time..."

Zhou Ming has been the head of the family for many years and has a calm demeanor. At this moment, he was frightened and took a few steps back. His voice trembled and said, "We have no grudges with the Wumeng. The head of the Wumeng doesn't need to go to such great lengths to deal with us, right?"

"Maybe not a great deal of effortIt's not Zhou Zhang, it's a cat playing with a mouse!"

Leng Tianqing shook his head slightly, and a strong sense of frustration appeared in his heart.

This feeling was obviously incredible for a powerful detective like him.

"Let's go! Go back to the Dragon King Gang branch! These are just second-rate forces, and the Dragon King Gang has a grandmaster in charge. Even if the Wumeng is arrogant, they will definitely not dare to attack its branch in a short time. "Leng Wuqing said.

Zhou Ming nodded in approval.

There is a world of difference between a Grandmaster and a Grandmaster. Even if the Martial Alliance has more than one Grandmaster, it will certainly not offend another Grandmaster to death without being fully prepared.

The only problem now is that the two good horses were broken by the two men and can no longer be ridden.

The two men can only use Qinggong to rush back.

This 180-mile journey exhausted Zhou Ming.

If I had known earlier, I would have been gentler and not ridden so hard.

When they entered the city and came to the Dragon King Gang's branch, they heard a loud fight from afar.

The two looked at each other and felt something was wrong.

When they got closer, they saw a dense crowd of gang members wearing various costumes, who were joining forces to strangle the Dragon King Gang disciples!

Judging from their costumes, they were the four major gangs of Jiaolonghui, Mabang, Yanyulou and Tianyingmen!

"Are these people crazy? "

Zhou Ming murmured, if the branch is really destroyed, these four gangs will be completely at war with the Dragon King Gang!

"Six Gates, stop it!"

Leng Wuqing took out a purple token that belonged to him alone, trying to use his status as a court official to pressure others.

"Since when did the court's lackeys also care about the affairs of the martial arts world?"

A thin young man in a brocade robe with eyes as sharp as eagle eyes came over with a few followers.

"Who are you?" Leng Wuqing frowned.

"You don't even know the Little Eagle King of our Tianyingmen, and you say you are from the Six Gates!" The people behind the young man with eagle eyes laughed.

Leng Wuqing was about to get angry when he saw the Little Eagle King's face sank first: "I have said it many times, from now on there is no Tianyingmen, only the Dingzitang of the Wumeng! Slap yourself!"

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