Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 280 Commander Question

Nangong Wending laughed out loud while struggling to resist the attack of the man in black.

In fact, he himself didn't know when Wu Qi had become so powerful, but this didn't prevent him from cleverly using Wu Qi's current amazing strength to intimidate the enemy, so that the other party would mistakenly believe that the entire situation was completely beyond his control.

When Nangong Wendi's words reached the ears of the man in black, his heart tightened and anxiety surged in his heart like a tide.

He stared wide-eyed as he watched his men fall one by one, their numbers dwindling rapidly, and he secretly groaned inwardly. At this moment, he knew that today's mission was hopeless, and the thought of escaping from this place rose in his heart.

The man in black looked solemn and shouted, "Everyone, listen up! Quickly gather your strength and break through the encirclement!"

However, before he could even finish his words, without even waiting for everyone's response, he unhesitatingly used his unique skills to instantly recall the flying knife in the air into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he actually ignored Nangong Wending's fierce attack, allowing those ferocious attacks to rain down on his body.

In a flash, the man in black gathered all his strength in his palm and swung it with all his might, striking directly at Nangong Wending. There was a loud bang, and the palm wind whistled past. Nangong Wending was actually knocked back several steps by this sudden blow.

The man in black took advantage of this opportunity, turned around and ran without hesitation, diving into the dark, deep, gloomy and terrifying jungle, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Almost at the same time, when the man in black shouted "breakout," Nangong Wending reacted quickly and shouted loudly to the many palace guards present, "Brothers and sisters, work harder! We must not let any of these thieves escape!"

As his shout rang out, everyone's morale was immediately boosted, and they all used all their strength to besiege the men in black who were trying to escape.

At this moment, Nangong Wending witnessed with his own eyes that his opponent would rather endure his powerful palm than flee desperately, and a trace of surprise and anger surged in his heart.

But he did not lose his composure and chase after the man in black. Instead, he flashed and helped the guards to eliminate the remaining men in black.

When the palace guards in the field heard Nangong Wei's words of ambition, their morale was also high. They immediately exerted all their strength to vent their anger at being bullied by the majority, and blocked the men in black, preventing them from breaking through.

After a thrilling and fierce fight, the situation finally became clear.

The dozens of men in black, who originally had the advantage in numbers, gradually fell into a disadvantage due to Nangong Wending's strong intervention. Although they tried their best to break out, in the end, only less than ten of them managed to escape, and the rest were trapped here, unable to escape.

After the battle, the scene was in shambles. The guards quickly began to count the casualties, and the results were heartbreaking.

Two brave and fearless palace guards tragically lost their lives, leaving behind their comrades and families forever; another eight were seriously wounded and in critical condition; and most of the remaining palace guards were injured to varying degrees, but fortunately, their injuries were not too serious. It can be said that this battle was a devastating loss for the palace guards.

However, compared to the palace guards, the black-clad men suffered far more tragic losses. Over twenty cold corpses lay scattered across the ground, their blood staining the ground red. Judging from the casualties on both sides, the victors of this battle were clearly Wu Ming and his men.

But even so, the joy in their hearts was diluted by the grief of losing their companions.

Even more troubling was the mystery of the identities of these men in black. Neither the palace guards present nor Nangong Wending, who had come to support them, could recognize any of them as warriors they knew or had seen before.

This means that they cannot obtain more useful clues by investigating the identities and backgrounds of these men in black, and thus uncover the truth behind the attack.

Faced with such a dilemma, Nangong Wending acted decisively and led the palace guards to clean up the battlefield. He then carefully carried the seriously injured brothers and the two dead brothers onto stretchers.

Afterwards, he personally led the team to the nearest town. Upon arrival, he arranged for two palace guards to stay behind and carefully care for the injured brothers. Li Yue was among the seriously injured palace guards, and could only watch helplessly as his friend Wu Qi left with Commander Nangong.

Nangong Wendi and the remaining nine palace guards continued their journey without stopping to look for the eldest young master.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky. It was noon, and in a vast, uninhabited wilderness, Nangong Wending and his group of ten finally stopped here to rest after a whole morning of non-stop travel. Everyone sat or lay down to relieve their fatigue.

At this moment, Nangong Wending recalled Wu Ming's amazing performance last night, and his heart was full of confusion and curiosity.

He turned his gaze to Wu Ming, who was sitting not far away, and asked, "Wu Qi, how come your strength has improved so rapidly in such a short period of time? I think you've probably already reached the highest level of the state of visualization!"

You know, Nangong Wending himself is a powerful cultivator in the realm of driving objects. He saw every move of Wu Ming last night. Naturally, he could clearly perceive that Wu Ming's current strength is far different from before.

After hearing what Commander Nangong Wending said, although the other eight palace guards did not gather around, they all pricked up their ears and waited attentively for Wu Ming's response.

After all, they usually spend every day with Wu Qi, and their strength is originally almost the same. But who could have expected that Wu Qi would show such amazing bravery last night? This really surprised them. They are eager to know the reason and see if it can benefit them and increase their own strength.

Facing the eager gazes of the crowd, Wu Ming pretended to frown slightly, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

After a moment, he slowly shook his head and said, "Commander, to be honest, even I don't know the exact reason. It's just that ever since that unexpected amnesia, my cultivation speed has been like a wild horse running wild, advancing by a thousand miles a day, completely out of control and rapidly improving."

Wu Ming knew full well that this day would come sooner or later. The reason was simple: the strength he displayed was simply too great, a world of difference compared to those around him.