The madman stared quietly at Wuming and only had a few breaths. Wuming felt that this time seemed to be much longer than a century.

The clang door slowly opened, and with the sound of this sound, Wuming and the madman were all attracted.

At the door of the village was a man wearing a white long gown with a pretty face, and his eyebrows were a bit cold. Unlike Wuming's coldness, this person's coldness was more like the coldness of death.

"Is anyone here?" The handsome man asked as if he hadn't seen a madman, and his voice sounded very good.

The madman's eyes were filled with wild beast-like hunger and madness, followed by a thunderous roar: "Die!"

With a roar that was enough to alarm the gods, the madman turned into a black light bullet and pointed at the handsome man. The knife flashed a brilliant light as if it could tear the space and go straight to the handsome man's head.

Fast! Wuming has never seen a knife so fast! It is much faster than the knife he killed the Sword Saint that day.

The handsome man's eyes showed a shocking light, and he quickly raised his hands and arms to block the deadly knife.

Clang! The sound of metal collision was heard, and the knife in the madman's hand turned into a broken piece of scrap iron and flew out. The handsome man was not feeling well. His feet were trapped in the soil and his feet were as much as an inch, and a blood sword was sprayed out from his mouth and sprinkled on the madman's body. At the same time, he lifted his knee and hit the madman's body with pain.

The body-protecting energy was dispersed for the first time. The madman let out a roar of severe pain, and his hard head hit the handsome man without hesitation.

The visitor did not expect that the madman had the ability to fight back, and was immediately hit by the madman and bleeding from his head. There were flying Venus everywhere in front of him.

"Go to die!" The handsome man's face turned cold, and his body burst out with a dazzling red fighting spirit. His palms hit the madman's chest continuously. Wuming was still dozens of meters away from the position where the two of them fought. The sound of the madman's sternum was clearly heard.

The severe pain did not make the madman fall down, but instead aroused the other party's greater ferocity. His arms suddenly hugged the handsome man tightly and his arms were tightly contracted.

Wuming could see that the beautiful man had a higher cultivation level, but at this time his high cultivation level could not show any power. The bear hug that was close to the body turned into a competition of pure power. The bones on the beautiful man's body kept crackling like violent beans, and the bones were suddenly cut into dozens of pieces by the bear.

In just a moment, two super experts collapsed on the ground weakly at the same time. The handsome man twitched in pain, and an incredible expression appeared on his face: "Impossible, impossible. Isn't the leader here the only primary martial saint? I am the primary fighting god..."

The madman's eyes slowly eased, and his eyes quickly recovered a trace of spirituality and looked at the handsome man in surprise and said, "General! General! What's wrong? Why are you so seriously injured? You are Yi Tianxing, one of the three marshals of our Blue Turban Army. How could you...?"

Yi Tianxing looked at the madman in confusion: "Don't you remember? You..."

Yi Tianxing's skull rolled in front of the madman. The madman looked up at Wuming in surprise: "Who are you?"

"The one who killed you."

As soon as the sword light appeared, the madman's head also rolled aside.

Wuming squatted down and touched Yi Tianxing for a long time, but he couldn't help but sigh that the so-called three marshals were too shabby.

The bustling village that was just lively just now had nothing but dead people at this time, and occasionally there were a few crickets chirping.

"Hu..." Wuming let out a long sigh. A breeze blew from the top of the mountain. Wuming's body felt a cool feeling, and then he realized that at some point the body had already sweated coldly.

"I really didn't expect this to end." Wuming slowly walked into the quiet mountain village and inspected it, and walked into the quiet stone chamber.

A translation of "Iron Cloth Shirt" was placed on the stone table. Wuming took advantage of the rushing candlestick flame to carefully look at the practice method in the iron cloth shirt.

The first five levels of "Iron Cloth Shirt" have been translated. The original ancient characters are used from the practice method of the sixth level. There are many annotations next to the several illustrations of the sixth level, and all of them are written by humans.

It is obvious that the general here has already practiced "Iron Shirt" to the fifth level, and may not have made any progress for a long time. In order to make progress, the general took the risk of translating the sixth level by himself, but where is the ancient martial arts so easy to translate? In addition, he didn't know that practicing randomly would be very dangerous, so the general actually practiced the ancient martial arts he translated himself, which eventually led to his devilish death.

Wuming chuckled and put "Iron Cloth Shirt" in his arms. He had read some of the annotations just now. He felt that although some annotations mentioned in the books are completely different, they are still a new way, but this way still needs a lot of improvement.

After searching for a circle of stone chambers, Wuming found a box from a corner of the stone chamber. When he opened it, he found that it was an ancient book with ancient characters. He also looked at the contents of a letter written in modern characters next to the ancient book.

Wuming knew that the ancient book was discovered by the general by chance. He didn't know what the book was about and planned to find time to send it to the headquarters for offering.

Wuming opened the ancient book casually and found that most of the ancient books recorded many various plant appearances, with the names of the plants written on it. Some of these plants were seen by Wuming, and some of them had never seen them. There were some pharmacological explanations next to the root and leaf figures of each plant.

After reading the Plants, there are some insects about various types of insects. Some of them have also been seen in the Greater Khingan Mountains, and some of them have been seen, such as ice silkworms, or extreme fireflies, but they have never seen them.

Turning to the last page, Wuming saw the above: Animals and Elixir Formulas, see the second volume of "The God of Medicine Chapter".

Even a person like Wuming who is indifferent to many things can't help but blurt out when he saw this last message: "Damn!"

"Damn? What word is this?" Wuming thought hard for a long time, and he gave up helplessly until his head started to hurt again, "It's strange, it's so strange. I actually said such a strange word."
Chapter completed!