Chapter 11 Return to Beijing
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Wow!"
“……”
A series of screams rang out almost simultaneously.
To deal with an opponent at this level, Yang Ming didn't need a second move at all.
"Lord Doron, are you alright? ”
Duolong has always been in a state of not possessing his body, until he heard this voice, he came back to his senses, looked around, but saw corpses all over the ground, and said in a stunned voice: "Are they all dead?" looked surprised and happy, and a little unbelievable.
Yang Ming said: "Of course. ”
Duolong came back to his senses, laughed, and said, "Let you arrest me!" Brother Tai has done a great job, and my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless, and like the Yellow River overflowing, it is out of control...... I just want to burn yellow paper with you right away and say goodbye to brothers. ”
Yang Ming said: "Let's talk about it after burning the yellow paper, if we don't leave, Chen Jinnan will chase after us." ”
Duolong immediately put away his smile and said busily: "Brother Tai is right, let's go quickly." ”
"Dog thief, where to run!" At this moment, a loud shout came from nearby.
The two looked back and saw Chen Jinnan rushing towards him with a long sword in his hand, his body was as agile as a swimming dragon, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to choose someone to devour.
Duolong shouted: "Brother Tai, you block first, I'll move the rescuers!"
The voice fell, and the person had already jumped ten zhang away, and the speed of his body was not much faster than that of Chen Jinnan.
"I'm rubbing, it's slipping so fast. ”
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at Chen Jinnan intently, his palms were received to his waist, and his palms were relative to each other, like a dragon's head bead, and a heavy and stagnant aura spread. The surrounding grass and trees were invisibly suppressed and bowed down, and the dust rose without wind and rose around Yang Ming.
"Kanglong has regrets!"
A seemingly non-existent dragon groan sounded. The dust rolled up, forming a yellow earth dragon, roaring and attacking Chen Jinnan who was three zhang away.
Chen Jinnan's complexion changed, and he felt that he couldn't breathe, as if he was on the beach, looking at the huge waves that swept in, and couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.
"Not good!"
Before the hand-to-hand. If the momentum is taken away by others, this game has already lost three points before fighting.
Chen Jinnan bit the tip of his tongue and broke free from this "desperate" feeling. Forcibly urging the internal force, he stabbed the long sword in his hand forward.
"Boom!"
The dragon of dust exploded, and the dust flew and filled the surroundings.
A fierce force came from the long sword. Just listen to a crisp "click". His wrist had been snapped off with great force, and the hilt of his sword had slammed back into his chest.
"Poof!"
Chen Jinnan spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and was hit by the hilt of the sword and flew out upside down, smashing heavily on the ground.
After a few breaths, the dust settled, and the vision was clear again.
The two men in front of him had disappeared without a trace.
Chen Jinnan stood up with a long sword in his left hand, coughed lightly, and muttered, "What a domineering palm." This palm should be the legendary eighteen palms of the dragon descending. Fortunately, this man has no intention of being my enemy, otherwise I would have been doomed today. ”
……
A few days later. Capital.
Yang Ming returned to the palace a day before Duolong, and at this time he was listening to Duolong's gushing report.
"On that day, Chen Jinnan led seven or eight of his subordinates, a total of more than 100 people, to kill me. At the critical juncture, Wei Chen remembered the emperor's teachings on weekdays, and recited the emperor's holy name silently in his heart. It's a pity that it was difficult to scream with a lonely palm, and his two fists were defeated by four hands, and he was finally arrested by Chen Jinnan and brutally ravaged Weichen. Whenever Weichen couldn't bear it, he shouted Long live my emperor, and the torture was no longer unbearable. In this way, Weichen gritted his teeth and persevered. In the end, even Chen Jinnan admired Wechen's perseverance and wanted to recruit Wechen. Your Majesty, guess what Wei Chen said? Wei Chen replied to him with one word, no, but, can ......"
Yang Ming waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I know your loyalty, if there is nothing else, you can step down." ”
Duolong immediately stopped and said, "Yes, Weichen retreats." ”
Yang Ming said again: "Wait, the prince of Pingxi has arrived at the palace in the capital, you go and inform them that tomorrow I will set up a banquet for them in the Yonghe Palace." ”
Duolong said: "Weichen respects." ”
Two watches.
The guards outside the Heart Cultivation Hall changed their guards, and the patrolling guards were also a little sleepy.
The breeze blew, and the curtain in the temple swayed slightly.
Yang Ming opened his eyes suddenly, and pointed forward.
"Phew!"
His fingers slashed through the air, piercing the tabernacle.
The figure standing in front of the dragon bed flickered, avoided his fingers, and grabbed Yang Ming through the curtain of the dragon bed.
Yang Ming changed his fingers into a palm, slapped it with one palm, and the palm was accurately imprinted on the claws.
The palm and claw parted with a touch.
The black shadow in front of the bed did not hesitate for half a minute to strike again, the movement was as fast as lightning, and the arm conjured up a heavy afterimage, and he shot twenty-seven palms in an instant.
"Bang ......"
Yang Ming instantly returned twenty-seven palms.
One person is outside the dragon bed, one person is inside the dragon bed, fighting hands through the curtains, and the sound of energy is connected together.
"Whew!"
The yarn tent woven by brocade could not withstand the internal force of the two of them, and it shook into palm-sized crumbs, turning into yellow butterflies all over the sky, fluttering.
The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither made any sound.
At the moment when the curtain collapsed into pieces, the black shadow's arm became strangely longer, coiling around Yang Ming's arm like a spirit snake, and its five fingers were claws, grabbing Yang Ming's throat like sharp thorns.
Yang Ming chuckled at the corner of his mouth, without any surprised expression on his face, as if he had expected it, he immediately carried out the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, and his arm shook violently.
The spirit snake clinging to his arm seemed to be grabbed by the throat, slammed it, and then retracted.
Yang Ming wouldn't let her retreat so calmly, clasped his backpalm, grabbed the opponent's wrist tightly, pressed his thumb on her acupoint, and chuckled: "Long'er, long time no see, is this how you greeted your husband?"
The black shadow was Long'er, she withdrew her jade hand, and said, "This time I am careless, if I use all my strength, you may not be able to catch me so easily." ”
Yang Ming didn't argue, just now he used the power of King Kong to shake off her golden snake silk hand because he saw that she didn't use all her strength, otherwise if he wanted to break this move, he would have to use the ability to press the bottom of the box.
"It seems that you have accepted all of your master's skills, and your skills are even better than before. ”
The Divine Dragon Sect has a peculiar inheritance ritual that can instill all the skills of the previous sect leader into the next sect leader. Long Er is now the new leader of the Divine Dragon Sect, and in terms of internal strength alone, he is no longer weaker than Yang Ming. It's just that she hasn't mastered all the skills from this transmission, but after she masters it, she can make a breakthrough at any time.
"Master treats me like a mountain, and if I had a choice, I would rather not have this skill. "The dragon is a little lost.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are fixed numbers in the world, and mortals are powerless to change, so they can only conform to the destiny of heaven and don't burden themselves too much. Yang Ming comforted him, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's useless to think too much." Long'er doesn't just want to fight me before the night. Come, let me help you and refine the power on your body to the best of your ability. ”
Long Er is open-minded, and he is not a person who complains, so he quickly cleaned up his mood, smiled charmingly at Yang Ming, and stretched out his slender jade hand. (To be continued......)