The old man in the green shirt saw that Liao Anbang was already unconscious, and Yang Ming was just a lamb that he was only allowed to slaughter, and he no longer concealed it, and showed his innate ability to take care of the house. The blue gang gas replaced the invisible gas wall that had resisted bullets before, forming a protective cover around the body, like a big black bulletproof glass, and Ren Yang Ming's punches and kicks were like a blast of the wind, but he also did not move at all, making a sound of "dangdang".

Standing calmly in place, looking at Yang Ming, who was attacking like a storm, the old man sneered in his heart: This kid has no trace of internal force fluctuations, and his physical strength is comparable to that of an internal master who has been practicing hard for decades, which is really incredible. It's a pity that this wonderful root bone is going to fall here today. He didn't know that Yang Ming was already beating his innate anger at this time.

Yang Ming increased his strength again and again, the old man was still as immobile as a mountain, suddenly, a wave of air rushed towards him, the old man's momentum skyrocketed, and the majestic blue energy exploded, Yang Ming was shocked and retreated dozens of steps. Before he could stand still, his heart was bored, and the old man's palm was already pressed on his chest, and he only heard the old man spit out four words: "Cold Ice Palm".

The old man thought for a long time, and decided that it would be better to kill Yang Ming with a cold ice palm, if Wudang did not pursue it, then the cause of Yang Ming's death could be regarded as freezing to death and throwing his corpse, if the Wudang faction pursued this matter, it would also be the first thing that came to mind was Xu You, the young master of the Xu family who became famous for his cold ice palm, or the ruthless Tang Aotian, who would never think of him as a martial arts disgrace who was once dominant, but now he has become a domestic servant.

The old man's palm landed on Yang Ming's chest, and the feeling of touching him was that he was holding down a hard steel plate, and the heart inside vibrated regularly like an engine, and the cold internal qi gushed out along the veins of his arm, and the beating heart was not as instantly calm as he remembered, but beat more violently! At this time, Yang Ming's body suddenly burst into white light, and the old man's rich combat experience subconsciously drove him to retract his strength, and once again launched the Innate Gang Qi to protect his body, and in an instant, he had already turned from attack to defense.

Like a fly that has been swatted away, the old man was shaken out and fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping. The qi and blood in his body were surging, and his eyes were full of stars, and the old man could no longer feel the existence of his right arm, and it seemed that it had been abolished.

The information is wrong! I secretly said in my heart that this is not good, where is this the kid who knows a little about foreign kung fu as Chen Chuanzhi said, and he is obviously the old ancestor who has the skills that have been passed down from generation to generation! The old man turned over and ran, and his life's skills were used to flee for his life.

"I want to run if I pretend to be big, how can it be so cheap!"

The old man didn't run a few steps, Yang Ming was already in front of him, grabbed the old man's collar, and lifted him in the air. The old man was extremely ashamed and angry, even if he was ridiculed as a martial arts shame, who dared to despise him, even the head of the Chen family was commensurate with him, and his attitude was even more respectful, and now he was actually carried in the hands of a nobody, even if he was crushed to ashes, he couldn't swallow this breath! Although he didn't have the strength to crush his bones and ashes at all. The old man gritted his teeth and slapped a palm on Yang Ming's chest.

"Bones!"

Yang Ming originally thought that the old man would honestly beg for mercy, but something happened suddenly. caught off guard, and slapped the old man firmly. There was no suspense, it didn't hurt or itch, but the left arm of the old man in the green shirt was torn by the shock sleeve and hung down weakly. Yang Ming touched his chest, glared angrily, and said, "Old man, you'd better honestly hand over your innate qi cheats, otherwise, you won't be able to survive or die!"

After saying this, Yang Ming suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, and he didn't know when he had been infected by Xiang Ba.

"You!you!you...... You can kill me, but you can't be humiliated!

Either Caesar or nothing. The old man wanted to count Yang Ming's banditry behavior, but found that it was too late to say anything at this time, so he reluctantly lowered his head and begged for death.

"How much is your life worth? I still dirty my hands when I kill you, hurry up and hand over my innate qi, and if I grind again, I will make you want to die!" Yang Ming was a little impatient, feeling that this old man didn't understand the meaning of 'can't die' in his words!

"You, I, Xue, am also a figure with a head and a face in the rivers and lakes, the rules of the rivers and lakes, either you give me a slap quickly, or you let me go and let me slap myself to death. How can there be such a shameless act as you who forced cheats!" Xiucai met a soldier, and he couldn't explain it clearly, the old man thought that the name he had earned for half his life was actually worthless and defiled by Yang Ming with 'How much money is it worth?', and he angrily told Yang Ming about the rules of the rivers and lakes.

"Hey, tell me the rules, I'll let you know what the rules are!" The two of them were not on the same channel, Yang Ming directly sealed the old man's acupoint, pressed him to the ground, punched and kicked.

"Don't ...... Stop fighting! If you beat me again, this old bone will fall apart!"

The old man originally thought that Yang Ming would ask the mastermind behind the scenes when he caught him, but he kept silent, he would definitely provoke Yang Ming to come out of his palm, and then took this opportunity to launch the Turtle Breath Divine Skill to pretend to be dead and escape, but he never thought that Yang Ming would be so unconventional and play his cards. Now that he has been sealed with internal force, an old bone is weak, and the hateful thing is that Yang Ming can still get his hands down, punching and kicking.

After some twists and turns, he finally pried out the secret book of congenital anger from the old man's mouth, as for the person behind it, Yang Ming tried all eighteen kinds of torture and failed to force it out, what he didn't expect was that this old man was willing to hand over his own ability to eat, and he refused to say the mastermind behind the scenes, Yang Ming roughly guessed who it was, so he didn't waste time anymore, left the dying old man, and took Liao Anbang out of the wasteland.

When he returned to the green car, there were already a few more men in sportswear at the scene, all of them were heroic and heroic, and Yang Ming could see at a glance that these were different from ordinary people.

"Which sect and sect are you, and you dare to intercept my Wudang disciple?" One of them suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Ming, who was walking from a distance, and Yang Ming was carrying Liao Anbang, who was snoring loudly.

Yang Ming has already checked, and the old man in the green shirt did not hurt Liao Anbang, but only stunned him, he should be afraid of the Wudang faction!

"Mr. Lu, don't panic, Mr. Yang Ming is a guest of the Liao family. The guards had already recognized Yang Ming and hurriedly stopped the man who was about to make a big move.

"Listen to what you said, that old man even dared to resist head-on with bullets, it must be the Mahayana realm, so how did he escape?" The man calmly faced and asked the guard with a sideways face, but his eyes were staring at Yang Ming all the time, he did not find any internal force fluctuations in Yang Ming's body, there are only two possibilities for this situation, one is that Yang Ming does not know internal kung fu, and the other is that Yang Ming's skill is much beyond him, if he deliberately hides it, he can't see through it at all.

The man who was called Mr. Lu had something to say, and the meaning was already obvious, Yang Ming ignored him, patted Liao Anbang's face, and said with a smile: "Wake up!"

Liao Anbang felt someone pat his face in a daze, and he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and shook his head, and when he opened his eyes, he saw himself lying on Yang Ming's shoulder.

Yang Ming saw Liao Anbang wake up and put him down.

"Mr. Yang Ming, what's going on? I remember that we were already surrounded by assassins?" Liao Anbang rubbed his temples, and now he still felt a little spinning.

"They ran away first, what luck!" Yang Ming clapped his hands and laughed.

"Is there such a thing?" Liao Anbang looked at Yang Ming suspiciously, but he didn't see the imaginary internal qi that he imagined.

"I can't lie to you, take me to see Liao Lao quickly!" Yang Ming didn't want to stay in Kyoto for too long, this trip was dangerous, stay for a moment longer, and be closer to danger.

It stands to reason that because a martial artist is proficient in cultivation, his physical functions are much stronger than ordinary people, and it is rare for him to have diarrhea, unless he has eaten laxatives or inferior pills from the top and bottom of the rivers and lakes. Yang Ming is a distinguished guest appointed by his father, since Yang Ming said yes, Liao Anbang is not easy to refute, so he can only bury his suspicion in his heart.

"Senior Brother Lu, this time I really bothered the senior brothers to make this trip, there is nothing to do, why don't you come to my house for a few days!" Liao Anbang said to a few people, Yang Ming was amused in his heart, the ancient martial arts sect still has so much red tape, in this materialistic world, it is really strange.

"It's okay, since Senior Brother Liao is gracious, we won't shirk it, bother!" the man replied politely, but his eyes were always on Yang Ming as he spoke.

Crowded in the green car, along the way, the people of the Wudang faction greeted each other about the physical condition of their elders, and the words of their true feelings deeply infected Yang Ming. Twelve years of compulsory education, it's just that you take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge, not to mention the free and casual university life, the relationship between teachers and students is as light as clear water, and after entering the society, some people with the title of master and apprentice will even turn against each other.

"Oh, this brother can actually cure the poison in Ling Mei?" When he heard Liao Anbang introduce Yang Ming, Lu Chen's eyes lit up and he looked at Yang Ming.

"Grandpa said yes, then it will definitely be able!" Liao Anbang didn't say too much.

"Seven points sure!"

Yang Ming leaned on the car with his eyes closed and staggered, and with an understatement, Lu Chen was a little surprised, not to mention that Yang Ming did not check Liao Yushi's condition, just the Wudang faction that studied Dandao had already treated Liao Yushi four times, and each time it was in vain, and in the end he had to give up. This Yang Ming was as leisurely as he spoke, and he didn't know if he really had great skills, or if he was talking wildly. ()

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