[B-level 3-star card—Heavenly Sword Wuming]
[Skills: Unknown Sword Art, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin]
[Introduction: A martial arts legend in the Hong Kong comic "Wind and Cloud", with extremely high kungfu talent, he once killed all the heroes in the world and bowed his head. His kungfu realm is even enough to arouse the sword intent of the whole world. ]
[Note: Playing the erhu when full of blood, wandering around when the blood is low, this is the portrayal of Wuming’s life. ]
"Heavenly Sword Wuming!!"
Seeing that the synthesized B-level card is this one, Lu Cheng’s eyes lit up.
Unlike the TV version of "Wind and Cloud", the Hong Kong comic "Wind and Cloud" is a world of medium and high martial arts, and the masters in it are enough to collapse mountains and break seas.
As the leader of the world of Wind and Cloud, Wuming’s strength can be imagined.
"I finally feel safe now."
Lu Cheng did not hesitate and immediately integrated [Nameless]’s card into his body.
After a while.
Lu Cheng, who had fully adapted to the surge in power in his body, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of amazement.
Wuming is too strong!
This kind of strength is difficult to describe in words, but Lu Cheng feels that once he uses the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, it will be enough to chop the more than 400-meter-high World Trade Center into pieces.
If he could only do small things before, with [Nameless]’s card as a backup, he can do something bigger.
"However, the current task is to complete the long-prepared blood demon resurrection event first and reap a big harvest."
After thinking for a while, Lu Cheng retracted his scattered thoughts, sank his consciousness, and observed the progress of his clone [Blood Robe Marquis].
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The secret base of the Hand.
Seventy-two icicles were erected around the open-air dome building, each with a pure-blooded vampire tied to it, and in the center of the icicles was a circular altar.
There was nothing on the altar, only a touch of cold moonlight shone from the dome, just shining on the [Blood Robe Marquis] next to the altar.
In the midst of the clear light, the color of his blood-stained robe became darker, and the faintly tyrannical aura he exuded made the leader of the Hand, who was holding ulterior motives, change color slightly.
Mrs. Gao lowered her head to hide the haze in her eyes, and asked in a respectful tone: "Lord Blood Robe Marquis, the number of sacrifices has been gathered. I wonder if you need us to do anything else?"
"No, you have done a good job during this period."
[Blood Robe Marquis] stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said in a calm voice: "Tomorrow night is the full moon night. You and the Hand ninjas stay outside and don’t let anyone come in to disturb you."
"Yes!!"
Mrs. Gao’s eyes flickered, and she looked at the other leaders secretly, and slowly retreated.
And [Blood Robe Marquis] looked at their backs, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I told you the time and place, I hope you won’t let me down."
……
"What should we do next? Should we take action?"
After leaving the sight of Blood Robe Marquis, the five leaders of the Hand gathered again,Among them, the hot-tempered Bo Tu clenched the knife in his hand, and his face showed an eager look.
In his opinion, no matter how strong the Blood Robe Marquis was, he was just one person. It was not difficult to kill him by surprise.
Now that we already know the time and method of the Blood Robe Marquis to revive the Blood Demon, there is no need to continue to compromise.
"No hurry."
Mrs. Gao’s wrinkled face showed a gloomy smile, "Danny Rand has returned to New York. I don’t know what those old guys in Kunlun think. They actually chose a foreigner as the contemporary Iron Fist. I suspect that the kid doesn’t even know what Qi is."
"That’s just right."
Bo Tu sneered, "The weaker he is, the easier it will be for us to seize the power of the Iron Fist."
"Don’t be careless."
The oldest Murakami said thoughtfully, "The strength of the Blood Robe Marquis is unfathomable, and the Iron Fist is also one of the most powerful forces of Kunlun. Let’s stick to the previous plan and let them It’s better for both sides to lose."
"Danny Rand is no match for the Bloody Marquis."
Bo Tu shook his head without hesitation, "You all know what happened last time. Daredevil and the Punisher couldn’t beat the Bloody Marquis together. How can Danny Rand, a rookie, win?"
"He doesn’t need to win."
Mrs. Gao smiled meaningfully, "I built this secret base ten years ago. There are countless explosives buried underneath. As long as Danny Rand dares to come, he and the Bloody Marquis will definitely die."
"What about the Blood Demon?"
Bo Tu looked regretful.
He has always been thinking about the power comparable to that of immortals that the Blood Demon mentioned last time.
"Our primary goal is to seize the power of the Iron Fist, reopen the ‘door’ and obtain the dragon bone."
Mrs. Gao frowned and said, "As for the Blood Demon, if it can’t even stop the explosives, then its power is nothing great and it’s not worth our risk."
"Okay."
At this point, the Bo Tu could only nod in agreement.
Sowanda and Alexandra had no objections.
Only the oldest Murakami had the most concerns. Hearing this, he thought: "What if they are not blown to death?"
"I also borrowed two hundred elite gunmen from Kingpin."
Mrs. Gao narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Bai Yifei thinks highly of himself, how could he have thought that the times have changed a long time ago. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, can his body withstand artillery shells?"
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