The next morning, Chu Ming cleaned up, followed the path he came, and walked back cautiously.

The lesson of the last time had already been remembered by Chu Ming, so in this dangerous area, Chu Ming did not rush on the ground, but jumped from one big tree to another, and his soul on the way was released to the limit, and as soon as there was a movement, he immediately lost his breath and shrank without moving.

An hour later, Chu Ming followed the direction of Qingyang Sect and returned to the place where Yang Zong was chasing and killed, only to see that the ground was still disorganized, the trees had collapsed, and Luo Chuan's body was no longer visible, and there was a great possibility that it was eaten by demonic beasts.

"Huh?"

Chu Ming's expression moved, and before he could turn around, he felt a strong wind coming from behind his body, and the air was suddenly exploded, and bursts of strong roars kept coming.

Without any hesitation, Chu Ming stepped lightly, his body jumped up, turned around and threw a punch, red energy penetrated from the fist, full of scorching aura, and the air around him flowed backwards.

boom

One purple and one red two rays of light are constantly intertwined, the two fists continue to bombard, the sharp wind blows the faces of the two people, and the fists are completely surrounded by red and purple air currents, dyeing the air into color, as if it is a bright firework in the air.

Stomp and tread

Chu Ming used the power of the shock to take three steps back, and it was also mandatory to take three steps back to sneak attack the person, with a muffled snort in his mouth, the burly figure trembled with shock, and the surrounding trees were interrupted by a strong wind.

"Chu Ming, you really didn't die!" Yang Zong said in a deep voice, slowly hiding the blood stains on his fist, but he was extremely surprised in his heart, in order to be sure that Chu Ming was dead, he waited here for three days.

This is the only way for the Qingyang Mountains to return to the Qingyang Sect, if Chu Ming is not dead, if he goes back to the Qingyang Sect, he must pass through here.

Originally, he had given up today and was about to return to the sect to hand over the task, but he didn't expect that just as he was about to leave, he unexpectedly saw Chu Ming, and he was afraid that Chu Ming would escape to the center of the Qingyang Mountain Range again, so he hid in the shadows, ready to kill Chu Ming directly with one blow.

But to his surprise, the confrontation between the two just now turned out to be evenly matched, and Chu Ming's physical strength was not weaker than him, and it was faintly stronger, which made him very jealous in his heart, and he was sure that Chu Ming had a great opportunity in the Qingyang Mountain Range.

"Chu Ming, as long as you hand over all the things you got in the center of the Qingyang Mountain Range, I can let you leave safely today!"

Yang Zong's eyes were full of greed, although Chu Ming's strength was now between him and him, but once he used his hole cards, he was confident that he could kill Chu Ming here.

"Everything is with me. If you want it, it's up to you to have the ability! Chu Ming said lightly, the sword was unsheathed, and a white sword light flashed, although Yang Zong's ambush was not what he expected, but it did not surprise him.

"Look for death!" Yang Zong's eyes burst out with murderous intent, his fists were purple like purple fire, and between his steps, he seemed to turn into a wild goose, and swept towards Chu Ming, his fist filled the surroundings, enveloping Chu Ming.

burst

Chu Ming raised his sword, and a white sword light filled the surroundings, immediately destroying Yang Zong's fist power aura, as if it was a deflated balloon.

Yang Zong's face remained unchanged, the purple intent on his body became even stronger, and the aura of savage was permeated, making Chu Ming feel as if he had returned to the wilderness, where fierce beasts were rampant, and a shocking demon bull rose from behind him, which was the phenomenon of the Demon Bull Mixed Yuan Gong running to the extreme.

Chu Ming didn't choose to dodge, but chose to hit hard, in the past three days, he broke through again and again, and even he didn't know where his current limit was.

Now that he meets Yang Zong, he just uses it as his whetstone to test his strength.

rumble

Yang Zong punched out, all the air around him was emptied, and a vacuum appeared around Chu Ming and the two, in Chu Ming's eyes, Yang Zong was simply a big mountain, a wild mountain rushing at high speed.

Chu Ming shot out with a sword, imaginatively, directly intercepting its way, and the fire burning true skill was running to the extreme, forming a three-foot gang yuan around it, and the fire yuan burst out.

bite

The tip of Chu Ming's sword was against Yang Zong's purple fist, and a burst of sparks burst out, and the surrounding area completely turned into purple and red energy, and the bodies of the two shook at the same time, and then their bodies flew back.

In the process of flying back, Chu Ming stomped on the ground fiercely, and with the help of the power of the shock, his body turned into a condensed wind, galloping towards Yang Zong, and the tip of the sword pierced directly in front of him.

After the key, Yang Zong's legs were forced, and Chu Ming's sword was deflected with one kick, his body flipped in the air, and he landed steadily, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around to fight with Chu Ming.

Bang bang bang.....

The waves of qi continued to roll around, purple light and red light constantly intertwined and collided, as if they were as brilliant as fireworks, Yang Zong's cultivation of body refining exercises should have been invincible at the same level, but Chu Ming's physical experience was not weaker than him at all, so that his advantages were all gone.

And Chu Ming's swordsmanship is imaginative, there is no routine at all, and he is tired of coping with it, speaking of which, the level of Chu Ming's cultivation of the Overlord Fist is still a little lower, and it is only a martial art at the top of the yellow level.

If Chu Ming cultivated a Xuan-level martial art, even if it was only a Xuan-level low-level martial art, once Chu Ming used it, the strength of his physical body would exceed the strength of his spiritual power itself.

moo

The bodies of the two shook at the same time, and they took a few steps back, Yang Zong's face flushed, while Chu Ming was not in a hurry, with a plain appearance, and his white clothes were fluttering.

"You forced me!"

Yang Zong said fiercely, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he took out a transparent vial from his storage ring, only the size of a palm, in which the red viscous blood was flowing quietly, and a strange fluctuation spread from the blood.

Then, in Chu Ming's surprised eyes, Yang Zong opened the vial and meticulously smeared the blood in it on his arms and arms, until the oil was shiny, and the muscles set off were strips of muscles.

Chu Ming frowned, in his perception, when Yang Zong smeared blood on his body, his strength was slowly increasing, just for a short time, Yang Zong's strength had already reached forty ox, with ten ox strength.

"Demon Bull Mixed Element!"

Moo

With a low roar, two loud roars suddenly appeared from Yang Zong's fist, and two purple figures floated above his fists, which were phantoms in the shape of two demon bulls, exuding endless might.

Boom

The two fists blasted out, and all the trees around them were suddenly shocked, and endless dust swept around, and the two demon bulls seemed to be running, slamming into Chu Ming brutally, adding several cracks to the ground.