Mingyang looked at the empty pit, and snorted lightly with a slight dissatisfaction, counting him as running fast.

Then his eyes glanced at the several people of the Sword Cloud Sect who were lying on the ground and dying, they should only be third-level nameplates.

The third-level nameplate is taken away from the nameplate or the nameplate is taken away as a waiver and is teleported out of the Xiao Yuan Realm, and there is no qualification to continue to participate in the trial, this rule was said by the messenger when entering the Xiao Yuan Realm, and the result of this group of teenagers in front of them is doomed, at this time, as long as they voluntarily give up the nameplate, they will be teleported out by the Xiao Yuan Realm, but everyone lying on the ground is seriously injured, and they are unable to move after being hit hard by the stupid one, and they don't even have the power to throw the nameplate.

They could only stare at Mingyang, with a little imperceptible resentment.

Those peripheral teenagers looked at Mingyang one after another, curious in their hearts, guessing how Mingyang would deal with these people, if it were them, at most, they would snatch all the resources on these people and then take away their nameplates, and let them withdraw from the Xiaoyuan Realm, which would not hurt their lives.

After all, the one who can come here is not a genius who has been blocked by countless resources, how can the forces behind it just fall here?

Of course, this is not only them, many Tianjiao who have entered the Xiao Yuan Realm have been reminded by the elders of the clan: You must not take the lives of others unless you have to!

Of course, not everyone listens to their elders so much, and some extremely cruel and violent people are not the exception.

Looking at Mingyang, who looked a little beautiful in front of him and often smiled faintly, Mingyang's appearance originally gave them the feeling that they should be a good person, but for some reason, when they saw the incomprehensible smile on Mingyang's lips, they faintly felt that the young man's handling methods in front of him would be a little special, and they all opened their eyes wide, looking ahead, and they were curious about what Mingyang would do.

"Killed. Mingyang ignored the gazes of others, and commanded at the stupid big man casually, without thinking too much about it.

There was still a faint smile on his face when he said these two words, as if killing people was very common, and it was no different from killing chickens that were not worth considering.

The young man on the periphery couldn't help but gasp when he heard the sound, and he was secretly jealous in his heart, this young man turned out to be such a ruthless person, he wanted to kill people as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was not moved by the murder in the slightest, even if he was famous in the Middle Realm, it was just like that! Fortunately, he didn't offend them just now.

I was secretly glad in my heart.

The puppet was also very obedient, Mingyang fell as soon as he spoke, and strode away, and the faces of the young men of the Sword Cloud Sect who were lying on the ground like dead dogs and couldn't move suddenly turned terrified.

There was a look of despair in the eyes of those young men, what was the difference between them who could not move and the fish on the wooden board?

Just as the stupid big man was about to smash his fist into the Sword Cloud Sect disciple who was lying on the ground, a thunderous shout suddenly fell from the sky, and the stupid big man subconsciously raised his slightly spiritually flickering pupils.

"Little friends keep people!"

The voice sounded from the tall wall behind them in Mingyang, and everyone looked for the sound, but they saw nothing

On the top of the city wall, there was an old man with a smile on his face, short and round, and a little obscene, and the old man jumped down from the city wall with a strange laugh.

Mingyang turned his eyes to stare at the "round ball" that fell from the city wall in free fall, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the person who came was either a friend or an enemy, and it was more likely to be an enemy.

He had already noticed that someone was secretly watching him inside the stronghold, and he didn't think much about it at the time, after all, this was outside the stronghold, and there was no reason why there was a disturbance outside, and the strong man who maintained order in the stronghold couldn't notice it. It's just that the man only secretly watched them from beginning to end, and didn't take measures, so Mingyang didn't pay much attention to it, and only kept a careful eye.

At this time, the person who was secretly watching suddenly appeared, why is this? It is self-evident that Mingyang's expression was slightly moved.

Jiang Wanqing, Xie Tingting and others leaned towards Mingyang.

There is no doubt that the people who stay behind to maintain the order of the stronghold are at least the powerhouses of the Holy Realm!

The old man fell behind, and a kind smile appeared on the sleek old face at everyone, and finally turned to Mingyang and ignored Jiang Wanqing and the other women, and the afterglow fell on the stupid big man behind Mingyang, and his eyes were immediately a little surprised, and then he smiled: "It seems that Xiaoyou is actually a puppeteer, it is strange, presumably the power behind Xiaoyou is quite big, a peak puppet~." ”

Mingyang stared indifferently at the fat round old man in front of him, this person seemed to be praising him, but in fact, every word was inseparable from the puppet, not so much praising him as to praise his background and puppet, his words were not good!

"My husband has something to tell me, I'm still waiting to collect the loot. "Nonsense without kindness to the old man, Mingyang opened his mouth to urge.

The old man smiled when he heard this: "It's nothing, please also ask Xiaoyou to save their lives on the old man's face, after all, the back of the Sword Cloud Sect is not simple, and I want to see you in the future, right?"

Mingyang suddenly laughed when he heard this, and glanced at the teenagers who were lying on the ground and had just stopped cursing, wasn't their gaze full of gloom and malice?

Let them go, who guarantees that people will recognize this favor?

Jiang Wanqing also pursed her lips when the old man's voice fell, this old man was obviously here to be a lobbyist, didn't he know how arrogant those people from the Sword Cloud Sect were outside the stronghold before?

Not only her, but the teenagers and girls standing on Mingyang's side were also embarrassed.

The old man didn't care about their discussion at all, and stared at Ming Yang with a smile, there were naturally other reasons why he indulged the Sword Cloud Sect to block the city.

And he didn't think that Mingyang would refuse, after all, he wouldn't get much benefit from killing them, and he would have to completely offend the Sword Cloud Sect and him, and it wouldn't be worth it overall.

Mingyang met the old man's round gaze and smiled, but he replied with an answer that made the old man's smile instantly stiffen: "I refuse!"

Mingyang's voice fell, and the stupid big man bypassed the old man and directly killed a few teenagers who were lying on the ground without resistance.

Those teenagers were stunned when they saw that Mingyang didn't give any face to kill them, and then they scolded angrily, and finally died tragically under the iron fist of the stupid big man.

Mingyang's feat attracted the young men and girls who were watching on the sidelines, and their faces were strange and jealous.

The old man is stupid again

When he returned to Mingyang's back, the smile disappeared instantly, looking at Mingyang, his eyes were cold to the extreme, making everyone feel that their breathing had become difficult, and the old man had a tendency to make a move!

Lan Yueyue stepped forward and came to Mingyang's side, and the audience instantly became nervous.

This old man's cultivation is at least at the holy level!

The old man took a deep breath, the coldness in his eyes slowly dissipated, after all, he belonged to the defender of the stronghold, even if Mingyang didn't give him any face, he couldn't make a move on Mingyang in this Xiaoyuan realm, otherwise he would inevitably be punished.

"Good! good......"

After weighing one or two, the old man snorted coldly a few times in a row and then jumped to the head of the city.

Mingyang watched the old man leave, turned around and walked towards the stronghold.

It seemed that offending a Saint Realm was no big deal for him, and Lan Yueyue naturally followed behind Mingyang.

After taking a few third-level nameplates and space rings from the stupid big man's hand, the space ring Mingyang was directly handed over to Xie Tingting, and for them, they couldn't look down on these people's space rings.

Nameplate Mingyang started and directly submerged into his nameplate.

Mingyang waved his hand, and the group entered the stronghold directly.

The teenagers and girls outside saw the figure that disappeared at the gate in front of them, and they breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked into the stronghold.

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