C55 (1/2)

Although tigers were strong, they couldn't do anything to sparrows. In terms of power, the Tuo Luo claw was far superior to the Flower Plucking Finger, but Lady Meng was able to evade the truth and attack the opponent's weak point. In just a few short moves, Gu Ming had already been surrounded by danger and was on the verge of death several times.

”Damn it! If you want to kill me, it won't be that easy!” Gu Mingkong had a body full of power that he couldn't release, and he was extremely depressed. He let out a hysterical shout. The claw that had been stored up for a long time extended out. The force was like the bloody mouth of a monster as it crazily bit at Madam Meng.

”That's it.” Madam Meng lightly said ”orchid” and stopped dodging. She also sent out a claw attack. As the two claws collided, Madam Meng's calm aura suddenly soared. The gentle force on her fingertips became extremely vigorous. With a force that could destroy rotten wood, she forcefully crushed them. ”Ka, ka,” several crisp sounds rang out. Gu Ming's body was pushed back and his fingers were connected to his palm at a crooked angle. A few pieces of his fingers were broken. If you are the mouth of the abyss, I will pull out your fangs!

Gu Ming's face was ashen, and his whole body was slightly trembling. He lowered his head and looked at his broken fingers, his eyes flashed with the loneliness of death. It wasn't because he was injured, but because he was proud of his Indra's Claw and had lost in terms of power. Madam Meng was using her actions to show that he did not have a shred of hope for victory even if it was as he had hoped. Martial artists valued the path of martial arts very much. Otherwise, how could they have trained day and night with such high expectations? It was the same for Gu Ming. However, his Indra's Claw, which he had trained so hard for, couldn't withstand a single blow. This caused him to suffer a heavy blow.

Be it planning or martial arts, Gu Ming was completely at a disadvantage. This made him feel dispirited and dispirited.

Gu Ming's fighting spirit was fading rapidly, but Madam Meng didn't have any intention of letting him go. She slowly pressed forward.

”Lord Gu, run!” The three of them jumped over from the side, stood in front of Gu Ming, and yelled at him.

Gu Ming's eyes lit up. His eyes focused on breaking through. On the other side, Feng En was fighting with his great-uncle. Seeing Gu Ming's escape, he couldn't pull away for a while. Liu Ruyan shouted and tried to stop him, but before she could do so, another group of people came out of the tunnel and stopped her. Many of them were the secret guards Jiang Shuo had seen before. Gu Ming had worked hard in the Yu Lin Hundred Flowers Sect for ten years, and although he couldn't win over Feng En and the others, he had cultivated his own strength.

With the help of many different forces, Gu Ming rushed out, gradually distancing himself from the battle whirlpool. Madam Meng's eyes remained unperturbed, as if she was certain that Gu Ming wouldn't be able to escape her grasp. At this time, Hua Yi grasped the broken sword in his hand. The sword trembled as he attacked Madam Meng. Madam Meng's figure flashed. She stuck close to the sword and her slender fingers instantly grabbed onto Hua Yi's other hand. He used his strength several times in a row, but was unable to break free. In desperation, he reversed the blade and cut off his own wrist. After breaking free, he continued to attack Madam Meng.

Madam Meng narrowed her eyes. On one hand, she was appreciating Hua Yi's decisiveness. On the other hand, she was thinking how important and secret the other party was to protect Gu Ming, regardless of the price he had to pay.

Thinking of this, a trace of impatience flashed across Madam Meng's eyes. Hua Yiyi and the other men were already outstanding martial artists. Now that they were fighting with their lives, they were willing to give it their all to stop Madam Meng. Madam Meng couldn't get rid of it in a short period of time.

Seeing the surrounding situation, Jiang Shuo had an idea, and followed in Gu Ming's direction.

Gu Ming was very familiar with the terrain of the Yulin, he turned and turned all over the city, just like a ghost. Even though Jiang Shuo's tracking skills were outstanding, after leaving Yulin City, he still lost the opponent.

He knew that Gu Ming's perception was stronger than ordinary people, so he didn't dare to get too close to him. It was late at night, and the environment was dark. Jiang Shuo didn't know the local terrain, so he couldn't use his full strength, which was why he lost his target.

”No, I have to find him!” Gu Ming was the murderer, so Jiang Shuo would not let him escape so easily. In addition, during the confrontation, because of Jiang Shuo's low status, he couldn't even talk, but the conversation made him suspicious and confused. As for these questions, they could only be answered by finding Gu Ming first.

Jiang Shuo did not return along the same route, and did not give up as he searched nearby. Not far away from the city was a small hill. Due to the drought, most of the trees on the hill had dried up and died. However, the trunk of the hill was still there. When Jiang Shuo got here, he went back and forth a few times, but did not discover anything.

”At this time, Gu Ming had already fled far away. He can't catch up to us at all.” Just as Jiang Shuo was giving up and was about to return, he saw from the corner of his eyes that there was a blurry shadow tens of feet away. He felt energized as he slowly and stealthily approached her. When he got closer to take a look, he could not help but be overjoyed. That person was no other than Gu Ming, who he had been bitterly pursuing. Jiang Shuo suppressed the excitement in his heart, and laid down on the ground near a thick tree root, quietly popping out a head and looking in that direction.

GuMing was in a relatively spacious area, his back facing Jiang Shuo, motionless, as if he had blended in with the nearby dead wood.

Pieces of thin clouds floated over from the purple sky, half covering the crescent moon. The faint moonlight quietly sprinkled onto Gu Ming's body, making his entire body seem somewhat illusory.

After observing for a long time, Gu Ming still maintained this posture, which made Jiang Shuo suspicious. ”Strange, this place is very close to Yulin, and we haven't gotten out of danger yet, why is he still standing here?”