Chapter 132: Nameless Sigh

He wished he could seek Jue Wushen's protection immediately and let Jue Wushen kill Cao Feng personally!
However, he has now become a disabled person and has difficulty even standing, let alone walking!
“There is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in!”

Cao Feng shook his head, his eyes full of contempt: "Tian Xing, you have brought this upon yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Tianxing and threw him to the Dongchang guards who had arrived.

however--

"If you dare to kill me, you will surely die!"

"You Chinese, everyone will die!"

Suddenly, Tianxing looked up abruptly and scolded word by word.

"Ok?"

Cao Feng suddenly stopped, slowly turned his head and looked at Tian Xing with an extremely cold expression.

Tianxing, you actually dare to threaten him!
"You want to die easily, but I won't let you do that!"

Cao Feng had a mocking and teasing look on his face, then he stretched out his fingers and snapped them.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Three silver needles shot out and penetrated into the acupuncture points in Tianxing's body, sealing all the extraordinary meridians in his body!

Tianxing trembled violently and collapsed to the ground.

"Throw him into the East Factory prison and treat him well."

Cao Feng gave an order and then ignored it.

Tianxing only has half his life left.

He was no longer able to stir up any waves.

"Don't worry, little master."

Several Dongchang soldiers agreed, carried Tianxing and left quickly.

"call……"

Cao Feng let out a long sigh and a smile appeared on his face.

Although he won, he consumed a lot of energy.

At this moment, his clothes were soaked and he could even faintly smell blood.

In this battle, Cao Feng was in extremely danger.

The slightest negligence will result in total destruction.

"Wushen Juegong? This matter is not over yet. Sooner or later, I will destroy all the warriors of your country of Japan!"

Cao Feng clenched his fists, flames of hatred flashing in his eyes.

Tianxing is a hidden chess piece sent by the absolute God.

His existence affects the entire territory of the Ming Dynasty and there is absolutely no God in the Middle-earth!

Cao Feng took a deep breath, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

"My dear friend Cao Feng is indeed the wave behind pushing the wave ahead!"

At this moment!
Wuming walked forward with the erhu, looked at Cao Feng and said with a chuckle.

"Senior Wuming, you are joking. I just had better luck."

Cao Feng bowed slightly with a humble smile on his face.

If Wuming had not helped just now, Cao Feng would never have been able to resolve the battle so smoothly.

"Hahaha, not bad!"

"I admire the fighting spirit of young people the most. A young talent like you is worthy of being my equal."

Wuming laughed heartily and seemed very satisfied with Cao Feng's attitude.

As for Cao Feng, his heart sank.

Wuming's words obviously have another meaning!
Wuming did not call Cao Feng "young friend", but referred to himself as "old man", as if he and Cao Feng were on equal terms!
What does this mean?
This shows that Wuming wanted to gain Cao Feng's favor by winning him over.

Wuming is a loyal subordinate of Jue Wushen.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Perhaps, Wuming is just a pawn left by Jue Wushen in the Ming Dynasty, and not a die-hard supporter.

"It seems that we need to be more cautious in the future!"

Cao Feng was alert in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.

"Thank you for your compliment, Senior Wuming."

"I'm not really mature yet. I'm still a long way from being as far-sighted and wise as you."

Cao Feng waved his hand gently.

"Hahaha!"

"Good boy!"

"I like your frankness!"

"Let's go drink!"

Wuming laughed heartily and then invited Cao Feng to drink with him.

Cao Feng naturally would not refuse.

The two walked together and soon arrived at a teahouse.

... "My friend, you were so generous and domineering in your fight with the Japanese master just now!"

Wuming clapped and cheered.

Cao Feng smiled without saying anything. He just picked up a cup of hot fragrant tea and sipped it slowly.

He knew that Wuming's visit to him tonight was definitely not just for a simple chat.

really--

Soon after, Wuming began to get to the point.

"Little brother, I hope you won't blame me for asking such a question!"

Wuming pondered for a moment and finally spoke in a low voice.

"Oh? Senior, you can go ahead and tell me what you want."

Cao Feng's expression changed, and he spoke immediately.

"Little brother, I'm not going to hide it from you!"

"When you fought with Tian Xing yesterday, I observed the whole process."

"I find your strength and physique to be shockingly powerful!"

"Especially your swordsmanship, which is superb."

"I have seen many sword masters, but I have never seen a swordsmanship as sharp and fierce as yours."

Wuming stared at Cao Feng and asked in a serious tone.

"Senior is so complimentary!"

Hearing Wuming's praise, Cao Feng smiled calmly, but a hint of pride rose in his heart.

"Little brother, where did you learn this sword technique?"

"Who taught you this?"

Wuming continued to question, without blinking, staring at Cao Feng closely.

"Senior, I don't have a master either."

"I learned this sword technique from the secret book my uncle gave me."

"I don't remember exactly how I learned it."

Cao Feng paused for a moment, pretending to hesitate, and then spoke in a pretentious manner.

"So this is ah."

"My friend, since you don't have a master, why do you use this sword technique?"

Wuming's eyelids twitched and he asked again.

"Senior, forgive me for being blunt, this set of swordsmanship was left by my Cao family's ancestors. I just picked it up and didn't publicize it to the outside world."

Cao Feng said with a serious face and sincere tone.

"Is this sword technique a legacy from your ancestors?"

Hearing this, Wuming's eyebrows raised instantly.

"Yes."

Cao Feng nodded without hesitation, a look of deep sadness emerging on his face.

"Ugh……"

Wuming sighed, shook his head slowly, and said no more.

Cao Feng became more and more convinced that he must increase his training speed as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, when Jue Wushen arrives in person, he will definitely not be able to resist.

"Senior Wuming, do you have anything else to do?"

"If everything is ok, I would like to take my leave first."

Cao Feng stood up and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

"Ok."

Wuming didn't stay long and then handed over a wooden sign.

"My dear friend, take this wooden sign from me."

"If you have any trouble, you can use it to seek refuge in the Sword Sect."

“Although the Sword Sect has declined, it still possesses great power among the major dynasties. Even the Supreme God is wary of it.”

"If you need help, my Sword Sect will definitely help you with all we have."

Wuming said as he handed the wooden sign to Cao Feng.

"Thank you, senior."

Cao Feng quickly clasped his hands together and solemnly put away the wooden sign.

"You are too polite, my friend. It is just a small favor."

Wuming laughed and didn't care.

Cao Feng didn't act pretentiously and just turned around and said goodbye.

The moment Cao Feng stepped out of the teahouse, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

(End of this chapter)