When the man said this, he looked incredible on his face and said in a low voice: "He just disappeared suddenly."

"Look for it! Notify me of all the people in the investigation team and search for Zheng Ming in all directions. This time, don't be afraid of being discovered by him. As long as you find him, don't fight with him, just entangle him."

After all, Bai Fengwan was Bai Fengwan. After all, he pondered for a moment, calmed down his mind and arranged in an orderly manner.

The strong man was also an eighth-grade warrior. He nodded immediately, "Don't worry, Mr. Bai, even if we turn over this radius of fifty miles, we will find that boy Zheng Ming."

It sounds easy, but half an hour passed, and there was no news about Zheng Ming. An hour passed, but there was still no news about Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. No matter how many people were sent to search for it in vain, it was difficult to find any news about Zheng Ming.

This situation filled Bai Fengwan's heart with deep frustration, as if he had done enough foreplay and was waiting for the show to start, ready to comfort the delicate woman, but suddenly it couldn't do it at this moment.

"I don't believe it, he will disappear like this. He must be hiding somewhere. We should not only be patient with him, but also find him and kill him!" Bai Fengwan shouted a little crazy.

Although Bai Fengwan was very angry, no one could help him at this moment. Jing Yunfei and Zhao Wuhui also walked out of the ambush area, and the eyes of the two of them looking at Bai Fengwan also showed a hint of arrogance.

Bai Fengwan felt very uncomfortable. He even had the idea of ​​beating these two people hard, but in the end, he still did not implement this idea.

"Young Master Bai, we found Zheng Ming's traces. It turned out that he had passed through the jungle in the west and ran to the opposite mountain." The man in charge of inquiring about the news came over panting.

Hearing the big man's words, a light appeared in Bai Fengwan's eyes. Although he felt that Zheng Ming's appearance was strange, he couldn't care about so much at this moment.

His identity as a leader would be lost. If Zheng Ming could not be killed, these people would no longer regard him as the leader.

His first battle will turn from a legend to a joke.

So, this time, he would never let Zheng Ming run away, let alone Zheng Ming could make any conspiracy.

There are no ferocious beasts around, and there are no poisonous insects that are difficult to provoke, such as poisonous bees. Even if Zheng Ming wants to leverage his power, it is impossible.

Therefore, Bai Fengwan led the brigade of troops to rush towards the hillside where Zheng Ming was.

The hillside was not too high. When Bai Fengwan and others rushed over, Zheng Ming, who was alone in the sword, was standing faintly on a rock. The breeze blew Zheng Ming's clothes from behind, making Zheng Ming's ragged clothes look a little more elegant.

"Zheng Ming, today is the place where you are burial." Bai Feng pointed at Zheng Ming and said loudly: "You know the truth, just surrender."

Zheng Ming held the green light sword in his hand and smiled softly, "You are a little late, but since you have already arrived, let's stay here!"

"Zheng Ming. Do you think we are those who attack your Luming Town? Haha, I'll tell you. This time you..."

Just as Bai Fengwan was talking, he heard a scream, which rang in his ears, and then Bai Fengwan stayed there!

Under Bai Fengwan's gaze, a magnificent warrior slowly fell to the ground.

This is a ninth-grade warrior. In the eyes of Bai Fengwan and others, he is now a follower of an eighth-grade warrior. Although he forcibly showed his leadership talent, Bai Fengwan still couldn't call out the name of this person.

Generally speaking, this person's life and death are not too much taken by Bai Fengwan, but now, Bai Fengwan is staring at him tightly.

Because, this person fell down was so weird.

No, in just a moment, Bai Fengwan's eyes stopped staring at this person, because a few more people fell down gently.

These people were not dead, but their faces became extremely frightened, and some even shouted in surprise: "What's going on? Why are there no strength on me?"

"How is this possible without strength? Ah, my internal energy, why can't I lift my internal energy anymore!"

"Boss, please hold me quickly, I can't stand firm."

Amid the horrified voice, there were more than 200 people following Bai Fengwan, but only more than 30 people were left standing on the ground.

These people are all eighth-grade warriors, but at this moment, their faces are not good-looking, and some even shouted loudly: "It's poisonous, everyone hurry up and close their breath."

Unfortunately, this kind of shouting was a little too late. With this shouting, seven or eight more people fell down.

"Zheng Ming, as a warrior, you...how can you use poison!" Bai Fengwan pointed at Zheng Ming with a tremor in his voice.

At this time, Bai Fengwan's big face was filled with an angry look. No, it should be said that Bai Fengwan already felt a little angry.

He never expected that before this victory was about to come, Zheng Ming would have done such a trick. He... he actually used poison, and what made Bai Fengwan even more unhappy was that he actually used poison.

Accompanied by Bai Fengwan's shouts, those who followed Bai Fengwan's shouted loudly: "Zheng Ming, you won with poison like this, you are not a hero."

"Zheng Ming, you have the courage to fight with me for 200 rounds. I promise not to win with my internal strength."

"Young Master Zheng, there is no grudge between us. Today's incident is the brothers who are wrong. As long as Young Master Zheng gives me the antidote, I will immediately go as far as I can."

Faced with these begging and clamoring, Zheng Ming just sneered in his heart. With poison, he got Shi Wanchen's residual chapter of the Medicine King. How could he not use it?

What kind of hero is you a hero? Is it a hero who lets you so many of you siege and die? As for your grudges, you seem to have no grudges with these people who have been chasing you thousands of miles away.

However, when one of them did it against him, they had talked about his grudges.

The green light sword in Zheng Ming's hand was slowly pulled out of the scabbard by Zheng Ming. With the eighth-grade treasure soldiers being unsheathed, many people began to feel cold in their hearts.

Zheng Ming, is he really going to kill himself and others?

"Young Master Zheng, you have to calm down. If you kill us, you will get into big trouble. Whoever of us, if you kill us, will not let you go."

Bai Wanfeng took a breath, with a hint of begging in his words, and threatened, "As long as Mr. Zheng, you give us an antidote, I can guarantee that this matter will end here."

Zheng Ming still just smiled faintly, but his steps contained murderous intent.

It is really funny to chase myself for the reward from Yaowang Pavilion. What morality and kindness to myself are now told to me now is really funny.

Zheng Ming treated these words as farts. If Bai Fengwan and others didn't gather together and chased him in batches, then Zheng Ming would never care about him. Then they would be refining stones to train himself.

But they are wrong, they gather together.

Although the hero card that activates Ye Gucheng can also kill them, this is too much loss for Zheng Ming.

Before he entered the Nine Thousand Miles of Wildness, the colorless soft gluten scattered he arranged could be said to solve this problem easily and easily.

Of course, he was still far from Shi Wanchen in his poisoning technique, so he naturally had to find a hot spot, and it was a hot spot that could spread quickly, which could bring everyone together here.

"Brother Jing, Brother Zhao, brothers, since Zheng Ming doesn't give us a way out, now join forces to kill him and seize the antidote." Bai Fengwan's eyes were filled with hideousness.

At this time, he no longer had the intention to pay attention to the mask he had formed on himself for many years. For him, not dead here is the most important thing.

With Bai Wanchen's loud shout, Jing Yunfei, Zhao Wuhui and others rushed towards Zheng Ming at the same time, and some people even threw out their hidden weapons crazily.

Those who can chase Zheng Ming are all those who lick blood at the edge of the knife. Except for those who are deeply poisoned, they cannot raise any internal anger. At this critical moment of life and death, the rest of them have taken out their own methods.

Hundreds of hidden weapons, like locusts, were shrouded towards Zheng Ming. Compared with these hundreds of hidden weapons, the more threatening swords were the long swords of Zhao Wuhui and Jing Yunfei.

The long swords of the two of them, carrying a strong sword energy, came towards Zheng Ming, especially Jing Yunfei. Before his sword light could attack Zheng Ming, there were seven sword energy slashing towards Zheng Mingfei.

Each sword energy is extremely sharp, and these seven sword energy are endless.

This is a move that is roughly the same as the last move of the Soul-Breaking Sword obtained by Zheng Ming, but it was replaced by swordsmanship.

Moreover, the power of Jing Yunfei's seven swords is much stronger than the sword aura of the middle-aged man.

Facing these seven sword energy, Zheng Ming waved the green light sword in his hand, forming dozens of sword lights in the void, facing these sword energy.

"Dangdangdangdang"

The sword energy and the Qingdian sword collided with each other, and the Qingdian sword in Zheng Ming's hand kept trembling. Zheng Ming felt a stream of extremely sharp sword energy flowing into his body through his Qingdian sword.

However, the last three sword energy of Jing Yunfei had become the last force, and the sword technique he had attacked was easily resolved by Zheng Ming.

This is not only because of Zheng Ming's swordsmanship, but also because Jing Yunfei no longer has the opportunity to use his swordsmanship. When Zheng Ming's swordsmanship passed through Jing Yunfei's neck, Jing Yunfei's eyes, with a cold face, were filled with reluctance.

Just as Jing Yunfei fell down, Zhao Wuhui's long sword had already attacked. Compared with Jing Yunfei's sword energy, Zhao Wuhui's long sword turned into thousands of cold lights in the void and fell towards Zheng Ming.

According to the estimate of the Daoxin Demonic Art, Zhao Wuhui's attack at this time, the long sword in his hand transformed at least more than 200 sword shadows.
Chapter completed!