"Ghost One Jun..."

The next morning, when he set off, Ito Jingxiu looked at Wu Ming and suddenly changed his eyes.

Before, he could feel the faint spiritual power from Gui Yi Dharma Eye, but now he was unaware of it, just like an ordinary warrior on the other side, but how could this be possible?

"The abyss is hidden like a sea..."

Ito Keisei lowered his head deeply to show his respect.

This is a great power that he has never felt in his master's teachings!

After riding a horse for half a day, the moonlight mountain was already in sight.

After Akiyama Knightmai went out, he also brought support from the local rich Kojima family. They were two hunters, one named Shota and the other named Kenichi, carrying a wooden bow, and there was also shrinking and fear in their eyes.

"You are local hunters. Do you know where the earth spider is?"

Wu Ming asked casually.

"Sir Samurai...we know that the nest of the earth spider will inevitably complete the task of leading the way!"

Both hunters are so sure.

"Very good! After success, I will reward you well..."

Wu Ming's eyes flashed, but he suddenly smiled.

...

"Ghost Yijun, do you really trust them?"

The group entered Yuejiyama, and Ito Keishui slowed down and covered her lips with a fan and said, "I suspect that they were attracted by bandits, and they exuded a disturbing and deceitful smell..."

"I never trusted them!"

Wu Ming also lowered his voice, and saw the two hunters leading the way in front of him, but smiled again: "But Yuejian Mountain is so big... As long as they can take us to the earth spider, it is very convenient whether it is a trap or other, which is enough!"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Ito Keisei narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sir... you will reach the earth spider's village through this forest!"

At this time, everyone had already penetrated Yuejian Mountain and didn't know how far away. Shota pointed to the woods covered with thick fog in front of him, and said, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"Well... very good!"

Wu Ming stepped forward, but saw a thick dark military aura floating in the woods opposite, showing a semi-encirclement, and it was closely related to these two hunters. He sneered in his heart, walked by and suddenly drew his sword!

Buzz!

A snow-white sword light flashed, and Xiangta's shocked head flew high, blood gushing like a spring!

"grown ups?!"

Akiyama Kanbue and Toda Mitsumasa held the samurai sword, and vigilance appeared on their faces.

"There is an ambush ahead, kill him!"

Wu Ming said directly in an orderly tone.

The samurai killed civilians, which was nothing, but now that he had the order, even if he had the possibility of killing the wrong one, Toda Mitsumasa still subconsciously drew his sword and slashed it out!

The screams that Jianichi made before his death suddenly caused a stir in the dense forest, and there was a faint reflection of the scolding and the blade.

"It's indeed a spy!"

Seeing this scene, Akiyama Kenbuwei immediately became indignant: "These two damn untouchables, I want to kill his whole family!"

At this time, the sound of detailed footsteps came, and it was obvious that I could not see the ambush and was ready to attack.

"Sir, please step back!"

Seeing this, the two warriors looked like they were determined to die on their faces and drew their swords to step forward.

"Haha... there are a hundred people opposite! Just step back and protect Ito Jun!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with blood red. He pulled out the sword on his waist and greeted him directly.

Whoosh!

In the dense forest, several long arrows shot out and landed on Wu Ming, carrying Mars, but they were ineffective and slipped softly.

With the defense of the five-colored robe itself, this wooden arrow is nothing.

"Ah... the arrow can't be shot in!"

"Is it a samurai warrior? Or a ghost or a god?"

"monster!"

A faint voice came and there was a scolding sound. Wu Ming smiled coldly, but launched a charge.

After rushing into the woods, they met in close combat and immediately saw several warriors surrounding them, all wearing armed arms. Although most of the armor was incomplete, it was quite rare for bandits.

"kill!"

Several samurai looked at each other, all waving their samurai swords and slashing them up.

"die!"

Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a light flashed on the blade, bringing out a bright arc.

Ding! The swords and swords intersect, and several samurai swords broke. Feng Mo Cut even cut open the bamboo armor on the enemy's chest, bringing bloody flowers.

Bang! Bang!

The heavy corpse fell to the ground, and Wu Ming kept rushing to the next place. In the flash of the sword, there was no enemy in a single round!

With the insight of a real person and the martial arts, what is shown is the control of the master!

Even though this body of martial arts is still at the level of the outer gang, its actual lethality is close to that of the master! Just relying on martial arts can kill hundreds of people!

Of course, even a master of martial arts will be exhausted and give the enemy a chance. However, Wu Ming is a master of Taoism, proficient in internal refining techniques, and practices Qi and transforms essence, and is able to replenish continuously, and is least afraid of consumption in battle.

"For the master, not to mention a hundred people, even a hundred pigs, you will feel tired if you kill them at one time, but I am different. Even if you kill a thousand people, as long as the spiritual energy has time to support you, your body can persist!"

Wu Ming sneered and rushed to the place where the bow formation was.

"He is not a human! He is a ghost!"

Seeing Wu Ming's figure who was almost invulnerable and murderous, a bandit holding a longbow cried and collapsed.

"shoot!"

Of course, the long-term training and the spirit of Bushido have made most archers calm down and shoot the bows and arrows on their hands.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming did not care about the bow and arrows that shot towards the head and face, or used a samurai knife to push them away, and rushed into the bow formation with one knife. The longbow and the bandit's body broke together, almost slashing.

After several big slashes and killings, the broken limbs that fell to the ground in the bow formation.

"Shura!"

Seeing this scene, almost all the earth spiders present had this idea flashed through their minds.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! He has only one person! Fight with me!"

At this time, a young warrior in this formation, in bright red clothes, rushed up screaming.

"Some knowledge and courage, but unfortunately... overestimate one's own ability!"

Wu Ming smiled coldly and rushed over head-on, blood splashed...

...

"Big...sir!"

Akiyama Knight Ei and Toda Mitsumasa drew out their samurai swords and surrounded Ito Keisei. Listening to the roars, screams, and the sounds of swords colliding in the dense forest, his face changed continuously.

After half an hour, a figure slowly walked out, and his body inevitably got blood stained, and his whole body was like a bloody Shura.

"You go and clean the battlefield... I left a few prisoners, arrest them together, and torture the information!"

Wu Ming said casually, grabbed another kettle to clean up the blood stains on Feng Mo Cut and the hands.

“Ha…hee!”

Akiyama Kanbu and Toda Mitsumasa went away in disbelief, but Ito Keishui looked at the scene and said in surprise: "Sword Master?!"

In his impression, only a strong man at the level of a swordsman can defeat the crowd in this way and complete the great cause of killing a hundred people without losing his strength and being at ease!

“Not yet…”

Wu Ming smiled slightly, wiped Fengmo Cut with a white silk cloth, and slowly put it into the scabbard.

The expression on his face was calm and indifferent, without any excitement or joy after killing the enemy.

‘Is he really worthy of being... a strong man with the name of gods and ghosts! Such a posture... is he a god and Buddha who look up to the world? Or... a demon?!’

Ito Keisei covered her mouth, her eyes full of horror.

...

"Master... Sir! Please forgive me! There are too many things on the battlefield, so we can only collect these wallets and these prisoners!"
To be continued...