A vast primeval jungle with a secluded environment, and from time to time some never-before-seen animals jump through the forest.

With a flash of white light, a figure suddenly appeared in the silent forest, startling birds and beasts to fly.

"It's so familiar, and I really miss it. The figure that suddenly appeared muttered.

This person looks like he is in his twenties, wearing a retro black suit, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a bit of nostalgia on his face.

He is the doppelganger who was sent into this world by Yang Ming, of course, he is also Yang Ming!

"Looking at the environment, it's clearly not on Earth anymore. Yang Ming looked left and right for a while, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "The rich aura of heaven and earth, although it is slightly inferior to the Demon Forest, but it is significantly higher than that of the earth...... Let's ask someone first. ”

Yang Ming glanced at the sky, chose a direction, and walked quickly.

At this moment, a subtle "rustle" sounded, very faint, like a light wind stirring blades of grass.

Yang Ming's ears moved, and his footsteps immediately stopped, and he suddenly raised his hand to the left, stretched out his hand, and a three-foot-long blue snake fell into his hand, and on the back of this snake, there was a slender silver thread, from head to tail.

The silver thread blue snake fell into Yang Ming's hand, but it was not at all restless, the slender snake body wrapped around his arm, the snake's mouth opened, and a dark green liquid with a pungent smell spewed out of its mouth, shooting towards Yang Ming's face like an arrow.

Yang Ming tilted his head slightly, dodging the venom, and then hit a dark energy in his palm, and the head of the silver thread snake exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a "bang".

"This snake is the legendary magic beast, so this energy crystal is the so-called magic core. ”

A finger-sized, blue-green crystal flew out of the blood mist.

Yang Ming copied this object into his hand, and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

"I don't want to, just get out of here and find someone to inquire. ”

Yang Ming continued to move forward. Half an hour later, a sheep's gut path appeared in front of him. The trail is located between the jungle and curving, and it doesn't look like it's frequented.

"Wait slowly, someone will always pass by. ”

Yang Ming was not in a hurry, his mentality was calm. He lay down on the bluestone on the side of the road very leisurely, his expression was comfortable, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was sleeping, but he was thinking about his future cultivation plan.

"Gollum ......"

About half an hour later, a carriage appeared on the path.

When the carriage arrived in front of Yang Ming, Yang Ming jumped down from the bluestone and stopped them, looking at them. While saying: "A few friends, can you make it convenient for you to go on the next trip." ”

The driver of the car was a middle-aged man in his forties, he pulled the reins, stopped the light carriage, and his movements were skillful, and he looked like a good driver all year round.

"Who are you?" asked the coachman, in a loud voice.

"Under Yang Ming. A lost man. Yang Ming said.

The coachman looked at him scrutinically, and said, "I have several distinguished passengers in this carriage. It's not convenient for you to get on the bus, so you follow the road all the way and you'll soon be in the next town. ”

Yang Ming said: "I've been walking for a day, and my legs are about to break, so I really can't walk." I don't have to go into the carriage, I just sit outside. ”

The driver said, "I'm just a handlebar." If you can't be the master, I'll ask you......"

Before the words fell, a young man's voice came from the carriage, with a little impatience in his tone: "Coachman, don't talk to him. Give him some money and send him away. ”

Without waiting for the coachman to speak, Yang Ming had already said: "Friend, this is your fault, I just want to get a partner, not begging." ”

With a "bang", the curtain was lifted.

A young man about twenty years old leaned out of the car and shouted coldly: "Boy, do you know who we are, get out of the way." ”

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, listening to what you said, I really won't let you go this way today." ”

The young man jumped out of the car and said impassionedly: "Boy, you are deliberately looking for trouble. ”

Yang Ming said with a smile on his face: "That's right. ”

"Then don't blame me for being rude. ”

The young man shouted angrily, raised his fist and hit Yang Ming in the chest.

"Hey, hey. ”

Yang Ming chuckled, and before he saw how he made a move, the young man had already been thrown out by him, and a big horse lay on the ground.

"You're looking for death. ”

The young man's eyes were on fire, one of them turned over and jumped up, and then raised his palm to slash at Yang Ming, and shouted in his mouth: "Open the mountain palm!"

This palm is a tiger and a tiger, and the momentum is extraordinary.

In the carriage, an old man in a moon-white robe brushed his beard and praised: "Yes, although Xiao Ling's temper is a little arrogant, but the kung fu in his hand has not fallen, this palm has already practiced seven or eight points of fire, among the younger generation of disciples of the sect, but there are few people who can match it." ”

Beside the old man, there sat a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, who was also wearing a moon-white robe, with a pair of jade pendants hanging from her ears, her appearance was delicate and lovely, and her body faintly revealed a delicate temperament.

Hearing the old man's words, the girl let out a noncommittal "um" and looked out the window lightly.

The old man didn't care about this, he looked at the young man, then at the girl next to him, and said in his heart: "Xiao Ling's qualifications are good, but compared with her, it is far behind." ”

At this moment, there was another change in the field.

I saw Yang Ming's body slightly on one side, stretched out his foot and stumbled, and the young man "pounced" and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the white-robed old man showed a hint of discoloration in his eyes.

At this time, the young man got up from the ground again, and his white robe was already covered with dust, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Boy, give me death!"

The young man shouted with a hideous face, and pounced on Yang Ming again.

"Stop!" the white-robed old man hurriedly shouted.

But the young man was carried away by his anger and ignored the old man's words.

Of course, Yang Ming wouldn't stop, raised his hand, and slapped it.

With a "snap", Yang Ming's palm made an intimate contact with the young man's face.

The young man spun around three times and fell to the ground with a "plop". This time he didn't get up again.

The white-robed old man hurriedly got out of the car, stretched out his hand to poke in front of the young man's nose, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Yang Ming, with three points of questioning in his tone: "Young man, you are too ruthless." ”

Yang Ming sneered. Said: "I shot ruthlessly? The old gentleman's words are biased, compared with him, my shot is already very gentle." It's just that his strength is too poor to beat me, so now it's him who is lying on the ground instead of me. ”

The white-robed old man paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, the old man has no choice but to ask the little brother for a few tricks. ”

Yang Ming sneered: "I can't be reasonable, this is going to change my hands." At the end of the day, it doesn't matter if it's justified or not. As long as the strength is strong, it is reasonable to ignore it. Haha, come on!"

The white-robed old man's face turned red, but in order to maintain the reputation of the sect, he could only fight first.

"Little brother, be careful. ”

After saying that, the white-robed old man rushed towards Yang Ming, and when he arrived in front of Yang Ming, he punched out. There is a dark energy hidden in the boxing technique. It is like a mountain, and it is several times stronger than that of a young man.

Yang Ming took a step sideways to the left. Calmly avoid.

Seeing that the punch missed, the white-robed old man hurriedly changed his move, and pointed into a knife and cut at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took a step back.

With a "whoop", the fingertips of the white-robed old man crossed his shirt.

"Broken Golden Claw. ”

Seeing this, the white-robed old man's face sank, and his hands reached out together. Tearing forward like sharp claws, the ten fingers trembled, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Yang Ming's body flickered, and he instantly moved a zhang away, out of the old man's attack range. said calmly: "Thinking of your old age and frailty, I will let you make three moves first, and then, I will not be polite." ”

Although the old man's three tricks were easily avoided by Yang Ming, it was only for Yang Ming, if it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have already been lying on the ground.

The white-robed old man's heart sank, and he smiled bitterly to himself, where did such a person come from, he is not very old, but his strength is very good, maybe he really provoked a big enemy this time. However, at this time, he was already difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to show his ability to press the bottom of the box at the moment.

"Aoki Sword Technique!"

A layer of pale cyan light appeared on the old man's body, as if he was draped in a cyan armor, and at the same time, his hands were bent together, in the shape of eagle claws, and the cyan fighting energy gathered in the eagle claws, exuding a terrifying sharp sword light.

As soon as this move came out, the old man's momentum skyrocketed, and the fallen leaves on the path were all stirred up by the qi, and they spread out radially to the surroundings, and then, this person turned into a cyan streamer and shot towards Yang Ming.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, revealing a somewhat interested look, did not dodge or dodge, and rushed straight towards the old man's attack.

"Bang".

The cyan streamer exploded like fireworks, stirring up dust and sand in the sky, completely obscuring the figures of the two men.

The next moment, the white-robed old man shot out of the dust and sand, spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, and after landing on the ground, he took three steps back with a "bang" before stabilizing his figure.

"Ahh

The girl in the carriage opened her mouth wide in shock.

The white-robed old man coughed a few times, and said with insufficient breath: "Ge's skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to bow to the wind." ”

Yang Ming said: "You are not bad, you almost hurt me." ”

The white-robed old man had a bitter face, how old are you! How old am I! That move just now is already my strongest move, and I don't even have the qualifications to hurt you, has this world really changed.

"We admit that you will do what you want, just draw the line. The white-robed old man had a solemn expression.

"What kind of expression do you have, I just want to give a ride. Yang Ming said.

"That's it?" said the white-robed old man in disbelief.

"That's it. Yang Ming is sure of authenticity.

The white-robed old man had a wry smile on his face again.

A moment later, the carriage set off again, with four people seated in it.

Yang Ming and the beautiful girl sat on one side, and the white-robed old man and the young man sat opposite.

The young man still had a red slap mark on his face, and his eyes showed a glint of resentment, but he dared not speak angrily.

Yang Ming didn't pay attention to such a jumping clown at all, he said: "The three of them are uniformly dressed, they should be people from the same sect... I don't know what kind of sect it is?"

The young man said loudly, "I am Mo Ling, a disciple of the Yunlan Sect. ”

As he spoke, his face showed a look of pride, and he said in his heart, even if you are strong, you have to bow down in front of my Yunlan Sect.

Yang Ming's face really showed a look of surprise, and said, "Yunlan Sect?"

The young man said proudly, "You heard it right, it's the Yun! Lan Sect!"

This is definitely a name that can be used and envied, at least in the Gama Kingdom, the name of the Yunlan Sect can be described as invincible.

Yang Ming looked at the beautiful girl sitting beside him with a strange expression, and asked, "Are you?"

"My name is Nalan Yanran!" (To be continued.) )