Even though there are some powerful warriors who can dodge most of the darts, there will still be some darts that will fall on the body and cause themselves to be injured.

In particular, there was a cold power emanating from the dart, which would be absolutely difficult to find if it weren't for Yang Tian's strong divine sense.

This cold power is a very vicious poison, once it falls on the martial artist, it will immediately flow through the blood and flow throughout the body.

When the time comes, no matter how high you cultivate, you won't have much strength in front of Xu Ming.

Xu Ming could almost imagine Yang Tian's fate, this move, he tried all his strengths, those who cultivated to be powerful martial artists, he naturally would not provoke, but with the martial king four below, he was confident, few people could avoid all the darts.

In particular, Yang Tian in front of him, seeing those darts coming, did not dodge or dodge, as if he was a little overwhelmed.

"Die! This attic, that's mine! Xu Ming said secretly in his heart.

"Yang Tian, do you need me to make a move?" Ouyang Han smiled and said.

"I can do it myself!" Yang Tiandao, right now, those darts were approaching, and Yang Tian suddenly moved.

Of course, it was not the body that moved, but the sword in his hand.

With each sword stab, a dart falls.

I only heard the sound of "clanging" constantly, and the darts that burst out fell like rain.

"This young man is not only strong in cultivation, but also extraordinary in swordsmanship!"

"Don't be afraid of danger, this Xu Ming has kicked the iron plate!"

Almost in the time of two or three breaths, Xu Ming's explosive darts were all scattered on the ground.

There were so many darts, but none of them hit Yang Tian.

Xu Ming chuckled inwardly, knowing that Yang Tian's strength was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface.

So, Xu Ming became cautious, and even took out a pair of fist gloves and put them on his hands, and then walked towards Yang Tian.

Xu Ming seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he circled around Yang Tian twice, looking for Yang Tian's flaws.

Yang Tian smiled in his eyes, this Xu Ming looks quite shrewd, and his strength is indeed good, not to mention anything else, just showing this set of footwork is very interesting.

It seems slow, but it's actually fast.

However, it has certain similarities with Yang Tian's swordsmanship, of course, Xu Ming's footwork must be far inferior to Yang Tian's swordsmanship.

After a while, Xu Ming seemed to have found Yang Tian's flaw, kicked the ground with his legs, and instantly exploded his speed to the extreme, directly approaching Yang Tian, and slapped it with one palm.

This palm contains the power of Xu Ming's physical body, and it also contains the power of his cultivation, and that pair of fists is a crippled spiritual weapon, although the power is not as good as the real spiritual weapon, it is still much stronger than the magic weapon.

Yang Tian had already put away the Xingchen Sword, and at the moment when Xu Ming's palm came, Yang Tian didn't say a word, and slapped it with the same palm.

Syllable!

The two palms clapped together, making a loud noise, very loud, Yang Tian's palms were numb, and his body couldn't help but retreat three steps.

Even though he had cultivated into the body of the stars, the strength of his physical body was very strong, and the power on his palms was also very strong, but Xu Ming still made himself very uncomfortable when he put on the broken spirit weapon fist.

When Yang Tian was frightened, Xu Ming had 10,000 alpacas galloping through his heart.

Others may not know the fists on his hands, but he himself knows very well that they are far more powerful than magic weapons.

This palm contains the power of his physical body, and it is also integrated into cultivation, and because of the quality of the fist itself, the power of this palm is very powerful.

But even so, under Yang Tian's palm, Xu Ming only felt as if a palm had slapped on the blade, his palm was very uncomfortable, and his body directly retreated four steps.

"This person's physical strength is so powerful......

"Moreover, he is still empty-handed, and his strength is comparable to mine......"

"He took three steps back, and I took four steps back, if it was a real fight, I would never be this man's opponent......"

Xu Ming's heart flashed, and a lot of thoughts were born, but after looking at the many onlookers around him, he immediately gritted his teeth, and after stepping back and standing firm, he rushed out again.

This time, his palm unexpectedly spewed out a miserable green poisonous mist.

This poisonous mist is a martial art that he has cultivated by melting poison into his body.

As a result, he himself has become a poisonous person, and every palm slapped out contains extremely strong toxicity, and the miserable green poisonous mist contains the meaning of corrosion.

Once a warrior is contaminated with a trace of poisonous mist, the flesh will be corroded, and if the martial artist's whole body is wrapped in poisonous mist, then it will turn into white bones in an instant.

The extremely corrosive nature and the poison contained in it make it impossible for ordinary martial artists to withstand it at all.

Right now, in order to deal with Yang Tian, he could only use this palm.

After Yang Tian saw this palm, his expression was still calm, and when his right hand was raised, it had already turned into a flame giant palm and slapped it suddenly.

The flames, red, crackled and burned as soon as they approached the miserable green poisonous mist.

All the poisonous mist, under the red flame, turned into a wisp of green smoke and rose away.

"You, not my opponent......" Yang Tian chuckled and shook his head, and then slapped his palm on Xu Ming's body, knocking Xu Ming upside down and flying out.

As for Xu Ming's poisonous palm, it didn't fall on Yang Tian at all.

And the poisonous mist did not touch Yang Tian's body at all.

"It can't be!" Xu Ming seemed to be a little incredulous, and his eyes widened as he looked at the red flame in Yang Tian's hand.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this red flame had an innate restraint against poison.

In fact, Yang Tian only used the Martial Soul Red Flame Divine Dragon, if he used the power of the Heavenly Gods, then he would have a stronger restraint on the poison.

After all, the poisonous palm that Xu Ming cultivated was a bit cold and belonged to the power of yin and evil.

And the power of the gods restrains all the yin and evil in the heavens and the earth.

"Let's go! Don't bother me again in the future, otherwise, I really don't mind killing him! Yang Tian said coldly, he had planned to abolish Xu Ming, but when he thought of the descendants of the other race, he changed his attention again.

"Brother Ouyang, please!" Yang Tian said to Ouyang Han with a smile.

"Good!" Ouyang Han didn't give in, laughed and stepped directly into the attic.

"Demon ape, stay outside, within a radius of ten zhang from the attic, no one is allowed to approach, otherwise, there will be no mercy!" Yang Tian glanced at the martial artists around him and said in a cold voice.

Then, Yang Tian rushed in with the disciples of the Tiger Roaring Hall.

As early as when the demon ape stepped into the Blue Moon Tribe, he reined in his cultivation, and now with Yang Tiantian's order, the thick cultivation aura in the demon ape's body completely dispersed, and he sat under the attic.

"Oh my God! It's actually a Heavenly Rank 5 Demon Ape! ”

"If he can actually accept a fierce beast of the fifth level of the Heavenly Rank as a pet, then his cultivation ......"

Xu Ming was still indignant, but after hearing everyone's discussions, his divine sense spread out and stretched towards the demon ape, but before it was close, an extremely gloomy and bloodthirsty divine consciousness immediately crushed from the demon ape's body.

Burst!

Xu Ming's body flew out directly, and then, Xu Ming didn't dare to say a word, got up and left immediately.