"I'm here too!" Song Yuxi's eyes were hot, and he rolled up his sleeves.

"Wait!" Tang Yuanwan smiled.

Ming's state of mind is known as the pinnacle of the world, although it is powerful, but it is not invincible, looking at the black-robed man's previous fight with Liu Shijie, Tang Yuan can also be regarded as having a general understanding of the strength of the black-robed man.

Of course, this is without desperate efforts.

Once a Ming is in a desperate state of mind, even if there are more S-ranks, I'm afraid it won't be enough to kill.

It's just that whether it's the three of Huang Xingcheng or the white and blue hearts, they are not simple, and they each have their own hole cards.

Therefore, in this group fight, Tang Yuan has a full reason to look forward to it.

Song Yuxi was thinking about joining in the fun, Tang Yuan was not worried about Song Yuxi's injury, but in case Song Yuxi failed to control it and sacrificed a big killing weapon, it would not be easy to deal with.

Song Yuxi flattened his mouth, looked dissatisfied, and muttered: "Then I'll wait, in case they are not opponents, I will make another move to turn the tide." ”

“......”

The corners of Tang Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, the other party was in a clear state of mind, so couldn't he give a little face?

The scuffle broke out under the impact of the black-robed man, the black-robed man was extremely fast, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Lu Zhixiu, and smashed towards Lu Zhixiu head-on with a punch.

"Dog thing!"

Lu Zhixiu scolded, he suspected that he had been targeted, and it was the kind of evidence that was conclusive.

The black-robed man obviously treated him as a soft persimmon, but when did he become a soft persimmon?

"Roar!"

With a low roar and an exhalation, Lu Zhixiu's legs were split apart, like two compasses, nailed to the ground, and then his right arm bulged, clenched a fist, and shook it head-on, but he wanted to see who was the soft persimmon.

"Boom!"

The two fists smashed together, and the corners of Lu Zhixiu's mouth opened an arc, as if he was smiling, and under such a head-on shock, he didn't fall into the wind at all, and he didn't move at all.

"This?"

In the depths of the black-robed man's eyes, a haze flickered.

He used about eighty percent of his strength in this punch, but he was helpless against Lu Zhixiu.

When did the S-Class become so powerful?

Or is it because he hasn't been out for too long, the world outside is already different from what he imagined?

"Come on, come here!"

A finger stretched out, Lu Zhixiu stared at the black-robed man, laughing and provocatively.

"You're looking for death!"

The black-robed man was furious, as a clear state of mind, he was wantonly humiliated by a small S-class, how could he bear it.

The figure was like the wind, and the black-robed man stepped forward and rushed towards Lu Zhixiu again.

Only this time, the black-robed man was not able to get close, but he was caught in the front and back, and the little Taoist priest and Huang Xingcheng went forward and backwards, blocking the front and exit of the black-robed man.

After pasting the talisman, the little Taoist priest's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, with an awe-inspiring atmosphere, as if the gods were coming to the world, and there was an indescribable momentum.

The thin and small body appeared in front of him so straight.

Huang Xingcheng was like a ghost, and she appeared behind the black-robed man in an instant, silently, even if she was in a clear state of mind, there was no way to prepare to lock her position.

Subsequently, the little Taoist priest and Huang Xingcheng shot one after another.

A coldness spread from the back of the black-robed man, like a cold poisonous snake crawling over, the spine suddenly became cold, the black-robed man's face changed slightly, and he was about to dodge subconsciously, but he faced the fist of the little Taoist priest and went straight forward.

"Damn it!"

The black-robed man let out a loud shout, he boasted that he was invincible, no matter how many S-ranks there were, they were all like that local chicken and tile dog, raising his hand to smash it, the so-called group beating was a joke at all.

But the real situation, and the retreat from the north and south in his imagination, whether it is Lu Zhixiu, or Huang Xingcheng and the little Taoist, they all have mysterious and unpredictable means.

In particular, Huang Xingcheng seems to be tepid, but it is like a poisonous snake, bringing fatal disasters at any time.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the black-robed man's heart, because he was extremely strange to find that he had no way to repel the little Taoist priest, let alone avoid Huang Xingcheng.

Everyone has the strength to fight him head-on.

Are they really just S-class?

The black-robed man was suspicious.

He felt that his cognition had been subverted, and the outside world was really more exciting than he imagined.

"It seems that I have been closed for too long, and my cognition has been biased!" said the black-robed man silently in his heart.

"Boom!"

The attack came, and the little Taoist priest was majestic.

At the same time, a hand was lightly imprinted on the back of the black-robed man.

The hand was weak and boneless, as if a poisonous snake had crawled through, but it was cold and piercing.

"Poof!"

The black-robed man opened his mouth violently and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

His face changed miserably, and he rose from the ground to avoid it, but at this moment, Bai Lanxin stepped into the void, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Go down!" Bai Lan Xinjiao shouted.

Bai Lanxin sealed with both hands, and hit a palm wind, which rose against the storm, forming an invisible wall of wind, and knocked the black-robed man down.

"Die!"

The black-robed man screamed, like a crazy leopard, frantically impacting from front to back, left and right, but the cooperation of the three people below became more and more tacit, and the front and back were blocked, causing the black-robed man to be like a headless fly, and he couldn't retreat for a long time.

"Is that woman so powerful?"

Seeing Bai Lanxin's move, Song Yuxi was shocked at that time.

What Bai Lanxin performed was clearly a secret technique, forcibly sealing the retreat of a Ming state of mind, and Song Yuxi's mouth was wide open, and an egg could be stuffed into it.

"It's pretty impressive. Tang Yuan was amazed.

For a long time, Bai Lanxin has been an image of an angry bag, as if anyone can handle it, but naturally this is not the truth, but it is just a disguise of Bai Lanxin.

Bai Lanxin disguised herself as weak, disguised as a gas bag, and even disguised as a victim, until today, out of necessity, Fang is showing its edge.

It's just Bai Lanxin's means, which still surprised Tang Yuan, it was a frontal closure, even if the black-robed man was thin and his legs were weak, but after all, it was a clear state of mind, a clear state of mind, when was it so weak?

No, it's just that the white and blue hearts are outrageous.

"Can you pretend like this?" The corners of Tang Yuan's mouth twitched, and he felt that it was necessary to talk to Bai Lanxin again.

It seems that she also knows that because she will be exposed, Bai Lanxin was a little more determined after being confused at first, but she did not take the initiative to act, but cooperated with Huang Xingcheng and the three of them to block the retreat of the black-robed man.

It was only then that this battle had the meaning of a group fight.

The black-robed man dodged left and right, intending to break out of the encirclement.

"Is this the legendary Ming state of mind? But that's it!" Lu Zhixiu teased, this guy became more and more arrogant, even if he didn't pay attention to the Ming state of mind.

"He's not really a clear state of mind. Huang Xingcheng said lightly.

Regarding the strength of the black-robed man, Huang Xingcheng had doubts from the beginning, Ming's state of mind should not be so weak.

Although the black-robed man was not weak, he was still strong.

"What do you mean?" Lu Zhixiu didn't understand.

"This person is following the ancient cultivation system, and he is out of touch with the times, and he can't be compared with the current state of mind!" Huang Xingcheng explained.

"It means that the things that this guy cultivates are outdated?" Lu Zhixiu suddenly realized.

That's pretty much what it means. Huang Xingcheng just nodded.

"Is that actually the case?" Tang Yuan thought thoughtfully.

It's not that it's not ancient or modern, it's just that the black-robed man, as a tomb keeper, is in a state of self-isolation, and the changes in the outside world are happening every day, turning the world upside down.

Although Tang Yuan didn't understand the various cultivation systems, he also understood them, and he was constantly pushing through the old as new.

Today, looking at the methods of the black-robed man, it is clear that he is out of touch with the times.

"Huang Xingcheng is not right, no...... She lied, this guy should have been forcibly promoted to the Ming state of mind through some secret method, in essence, he is not much different from the S-class. Song Yuxi leaned into Tang Yuan's ear and muttered.

Tang Yuan glanced at the black-robed man, then turned to look at Song Yuxi, and said with a smile: "You seem to know a lot about this kind of thing." ”

"Be confident, remove the likeness!"

Song Yuxi smiled coquettishly, folded his hands and said: "Since I was a child, I have been exposed to at least more than one palm, my father is a Ming mood, and my grandfather is also a Ming mood......

"Where's your grandfather?" Tang Yuan asked.

"My grandfather said that my grandfather was an existence outside of cognition. Song Yuxi stuck out his tongue mischievously.

"Outside of cognition?"

Tang Yuan's mind moved slightly, that is to say, the old lady of the Song family is an existence beyond the Ming state of mind!

Ming's state of mind is known as the pinnacle of the world, which is well known and recognized, and has been proven countless times.

There are naturally other cultivation realms above the Ming state of mind, but in the general sense of the S-level, if you want to talk about contact, you don't even have a specific concept.

Song Yuxi said that the old lady of the Song family was beyond cognition, and it was not difficult to understand that the other party was above the S-level.

"Is the Song family so powerful?" Tang Yuan said silently in his heart.

The old man was defenseless and was exposed by Huang Xingcheng, and the black-robed man's face turned black, more or less annoyed and angry.

"The means of knowing the state of mind are not what you can imagine!" The black-robed man sneered, since he was considered not to be in the state of mind, then he would come to prove whether he was in the state of mind or not.

As the words fell, the aura around the black-robed man changed sharply, rising in a straight line, and the bubbling black qi surged, forming a thick black mist, and in the black mist, the black-robed man's own aura was completely covered.

Lu Zhi looked at it steadily, blinked his eyes, the corners of Huang Xingcheng's mouth quietly crossed a sneering smile, Bai Lanxin lowered his head slightly, looking careless, the little Taoist hesitated for a moment, reached out and took out a talisman from his pocket.

The right hand is sealed, and the talisman flies out.

Suddenly, the golden light was magnificent, like a burning flame.

With a "bang", the black mist burned, and the darkness was dispelled, and a palpitation flashed in the depths of the black-robed man's pupils, and he was shocked and shocked.

The sleeve robe of the right arm rolled up, and a small black flag flew out from the sleeve, it was a black flag, the black flag flew out, unfolded in the wind, and covered the front of the black-robed man firmly.

Then there was another bang, the talisman shattered, exploded, and turned into dots of gold, the black-robed man took a breath of cold air, and in the depths of his eyes, a chill surged!