Tang Qingning, who was asleep, had a sweet smile on his face, slurped his nose slightly, and a disturbing intoxicating fragrance suddenly wafted from the boudoir filled with the fragrance of a girl, and when he opened his eyes instinctively, there was already one more person in the room.

"Thunder!"

Tang Qingning frowned, his wicker-like body shook, he had already grabbed the clothes at the head of the bed and put them on his body, and stood vigilantly opposite the thunder. The Tang family's family rules are strange and strict, in this environment, everyone in the Tang family is eager to repay her, including herself, in fact, she had long expected that the people of the Tang family would chase and kill thousands of miles to Jingjiang, but she had already been blinded by happiness for the first time The killer should be vigilant.

"Qingning, in the Tang family, an unkind family, the only person I can treat as a relative is you, and I have always regarded you as a sister, go back with me! I will intercede with the head of the family!"

"Go back, do you want to be the old thing's confiner, it's better to let you kill it!" Tang Qingning's face was solemn, the cyan mist of the jade palm rolled, and her body was tense like a bow and arrow ready to fire, once the person on the other side made any movement, she would be like an arrow off the string, uncontrollable.

"Then don't blame my brother for being ruthless!"

Before the sound fell, people moved first, everyone in the Tang family has been tortured by all kinds of poisons since childhood, and to a certain extent, they have exercised their resistance to poisons, and this gain is more obvious among the leaders.

In just a few tens of seconds, the high and low were immediate, but the result was unexpected by the thunder: after only a few days, Tang Qingning's skills have improved by leaps and bounds, so terrifying that even her life can't hurt her in the slightest, could it be that this girl has been hiding her strength and preparing to break away from the Tang family?

"I won't kill you. "This is the first time Tang Qingning has decided to let the enemy live, just for the sentence 'treat you as a sister'. I don't know when she suddenly felt that killing people was no longer exciting, and she began to think about everyone's kindness to her, maybe it was Yang Ming's appearance that changed her!

Thunder wanted to say something more, but suddenly, a sense of oppression that made him speechless hit him, and the unique ecstasy of the Tang family in the air became stronger and stronger, faintly mixed with the smell of blood.

A boundless sense of fear struck, Tang Qingning felt that his throat had been pinched by an invisible big hand, and the air in all directions was filled with malice, it was the old man who was immortal!

Yang Ming, farewell!

Tears slid down her cheeks, and every picture after meeting Yang Ming was clearly imprinted in her mind, this was the happiest time she had in the past twenty years!

"Criminal, I handed over the Qingxuan Sutra that I worked so hard to get to you, and I have worked hard for eight years, and you actually handed over my eight years of hard work to a stinky boy who has just met for a few days, you cheap woman, I want you to live rather than die!"

……

The three beauties were the same enemy, and the wolves around them were eyeing each other, the more Yang Ming thought about it, the more angry he became, put down the beer in his hand, and said angrily: "I'll go to the toilet!"

"Hmph! Against Miss Ben, you are still a little tender!" Su Chan, who looked aggrieved and angry in front of He Caixia, looked at Yang Ming who was far away proudly, and felt more and more relieved.

Yang Ming walked dozens of meters, looked back, and saw that the women were happily eating, his heart moved, and he walked in the direction of his residence.

"Hehe, a rare opportunity, while you guys are having fun, I'll go and have fun with the little witch for a while!"

Yang Ming rubbed his hands happily, unconsciously accelerated under his feet, and the whole person turned into a phantom and walked through the crowd.

Before he reached the downstairs, Yang Ming felt the strange energy fluctuations in He Caixia's room, and in an instant, his heart froze, and his momentum skyrocketed, and he flew upstairs with all his strength. That power definitely doesn't belong to the little witch!

"I wanted to enjoy your little slut, but this is too cheap for you, just right, your little lover is here, I will let him see with his own eyes, how my old man who is about to die plays with his woman to death!haha!" The old face like dead bark smiled sickly, as hideous as a devil, Tang Qingning was very anxious, but he was helpless.

"Old thing, let go of your dirty hands!" A loud shout was deafening, and the thunder that was pressed by Tang Aotian's momentum and crawled on the ground was bursting, and he rolled and struggled on the ground with his head in his hands.

Tang Aotian only felt that Hong Zhong was around his ears, the aftermath was endless, his blood was churning, and in the next second, a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in front of him, and he hurriedly let go of his hand and retreated, but he avoided Yang Ming's attack, but his face was torn open by the fist wind, and there was a faint pain.

Yang Ming forced Tang Aotian back and caught Tang Qingning who fell.

Hehe, Yang Ming.

Tang Qingning's weak tears were instantly filled with brilliance, Yang Ming's appearance re-lit her world, and her body, which had already been overwhelmed, lost her strength and fell asleep.

Yang Ming put down the unconscious Tang Qingning with a cold face, the palm behind his back was cold, and there was a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and a cyan Xuangang appeared behind him, which was the innate Gang Qi of the Dacheng realm!

The withered palm slashed on top of the cyan Xuangang without a single ripple, and the violent anti-shock force shook Tang Aotian back, and flew straight out of the window.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Yang Ming felt Tang Aotian's unusually profound skills, and did not dare to take it lightly, taking advantage of Tang Aotian's ability to be shaken away, he stepped forward and pursued while he was victorious.

Seeing that his fist was about to break Tang Aotian's weak body into two pieces, Tang Aotian's body actually twisted out of an incredible angle, kicked his legs, and whipped his legs, Yang Ming hurriedly reached out to block it, and took Tang Aotian's attack hard, Tang Aotian took the opportunity to retreat, took a few steps, and stood on the top of a building. Yang Ming naturally wouldn't let him go easily, so he dodged to catch up and stood opposite Tang Aotian.

"Damn, there's Superman!" In a dead end in the community, a young man with a blue nose and swollen face pointed to Yang Ming and the others on the roof of the building, and shouted.

Suddenly, a few thugs gathered around the young man looked over, and saw only two people standing on the roof of the building, and couldn't help but be furious, they dared to use such an old-fashioned bridge, and the most infuriating thing was that we were all fucking fooled!

"Call you Superman, call you Superman......"

A rare spectacle in the world, I kindly reminded them to see it, but in exchange for punches and kicks. The young man covered his head, and cried bitterly and said, "There is really a superman! Oh, don't slap your face!"

……

"I don't know which family my brother is, I Tang someone has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I offended my brother, I hope that my brother has a lot, you can let me Tang someone a horse, Tang someone will be grateful!" Tang Aotian couldn't see through Yang Ming's cultivation, and he was already retired, but Yang Ming didn't give up, and he began to panic.

Although the Tang family will take revenge, and treating the enemy has always been life for life, but that is the practice of subordinates, Tang Aotian will not be stupid enough to cut off his life for the sake of a mere rule of the rivers and lakes, not to mention, he has now come into contact with the legends in the martial arts, and he is also a new glimpse of the way in cultivation, with a little effort, rejuvenation is just around the corner!

In fact, if it weren't for Yang Ming's existence, Tang Aotian would have gotten what he wanted, picking Tang Qingning, the furnace that had been carefully cultivated for eight years, and he would also be as his young senior sister said, rejuvenating and rejuvenating, and his longevity would skyrocket. But on the last day, he was intervened by Yang Ming.

Now, I can't fight and fight, I can only compromise, and when the avenue is completed, it is not a good way to come back and be ashamed.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" Yang Ming didn't answer Tang Aotian's words, and said with a low face.

"What?" Tang Aotian was stunned for a moment, and Yang Ming suddenly asked what did this mean?

"I hate it when people hurt my family and the women who get involved with me!"

The cold and biting voice sounded, Tang Aotian's scalp was numb, Yang Ming was going to kill him!

Do you think that I, Tang Aotian, am easy to bully! Tang Aotian was ruthless in his heart, took out the cloth bag that his senior sister handed over to him, and spit out a mantra vaguely in his mouth, a small cyan sword appeared in his hand, and the majestic aura spread all over his body, Tang Aotian felt full of strength, and a proud momentum was born in his heart, at this time, Yang Ming had become an unworthy ant in his eyes.

Is this the power of the magic weapon?

There was an inexplicable extra sword in the opponent's hand, Yang Ming was naturally not stupid enough to face the white blade empty-handed, and silently thought in his heart, the internal qi was released, and the five-foot long sword appeared in his hand.

"Hehe, with the vapor form, it is a rare realm in the mortal world, but in the world of cultivators, they are just ants who disdain, and they are not even qualified to let cultivators make a move. It's an honor for you to die at my hands!"

The small sword in Tang Aotian's hand was full of green light, and the clothes around him were windless, fluttering and flying, extremely elegant, Yang Ming wanted to kill him more and more, just because Tang Aotian said three words - cultivator.

Yang Ming stepped out in one step, the whole person shot out in the air, the long sword in his hand tore through the air, making a thunderous whistling sound, Tang Aotian held the sword in his right hand and stood in front of his chest, and his left hand pinched out the sword finger and pressed it on the blade, and the cyan sword blades condensed out of thin air in the air, trembling in the air, as if eager to penetrate Yang Ming's body.

"Thousand Illusions Sword Technique!"

A deep voice came from the small cyan sword, and the cyan blade that covered the sky and the sun came out of the string, like a thousand feet of cyan training from the blue sky.

Without warning, the Qingxuan Sutra in Yang Ming's body operated automatically, and the small flames in the dantian burned with thousands of zhang of fire, and the five-foot long sword in Yang Ming's hand also turned into a burning crimson, and a sword slashed out, and the cyan horse practiced silently.