Tu Ming hurriedly poured a few sips of Yun Shen Brew and rested for two hours, then stood up, put away the nine-star array, walked out of the room, and came to the cliff outside the courtyard, the half-step supreme old man was still sitting here and did not leave, and it seemed that he was also monitoring him.

"Ask you something!" Tu Ming went straight to the point.

"Zi Gongzi, please speak!"

"Listen to Lord Lu Ge, you have a holy son here?"

"Well, that's right!" said the old man, with a chuckle in his heart.

"What strength do you need?"

"Soul Monarch Peak!"

"Oh, that's right, what about the Holy Lord's experience, is the Soul Monarch at his peak?"

"Huh?" the old man was taken aback, "Soul Monarch Peak?"

"Is it going to work?"

"It should be able to practice!, but most of the people who participated in the training were at the peak of the Soul King, and the pass rate was extremely low, only one person passed in the past thousand years!" the old man thought about it and said it anyway.

"Who?, Holy Lord Zuo Ning?" Tu Ming asked in surprise.

"Hehe, no, it's the Holy Aunt!" the old man said with a shaky face.

"What's the matter? Zuo Ning can become a holy lord without passing the experience? Isn't this deceiving the people of the world?" Tu Ming said mercilessly.

"Please be careful when you speak, what does it mean to deceive the people of the world? This is the Holy Lord jointly elected by the five major forces, and it is the hope of the people, and to a certain extent, it is more popular than the Holy Lord who has passed the test!"

The old man couldn't help but be a little angry, this bastard boy was really bold, he slandered the Holy Lord like this, and complained that the Holy Lord wanted to find a way to deal with him, and he was really not a good bird.

"Is it?hehe......" Tu Ming sneered, "Then if someone passes the test of the Holy Lord, then how can it be counted?

"What are you kidding, who has the ability to pass the Holy Lord's test, if you have that ability, the Holy Lord will give way to you!" the old man rolled his eyes and said in a strange manner.

"Hehe, forget it, I'm afraid of making him jealous to death!

Tu Ming's words almost made this old man blow up his thorns, what the hell, what is it, are you still afraid that the Holy Lord will die of jealousy?

"What to do, what to do!"

"Hehe, what if I want to participate in the Holy Son's training, you won't stop me!" Tu Ming's face was as thick as a city wall, and he didn't care about the old man's impatience at all.

"What do you think? Do you count that onion? Do you also want to step into the path of the Holy Son's training? Without the Holy Lord's nod, there is no door!" The old man's tone was very unkind, and he looked at Tu Ming's eyes as if he was looking at a dead dog.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Tu Ming stopped, "You also look at your grandfather like this? What kind of upbringing do you have? The supreme of the Holy Mountain is like you?"

Tu Ming was trying to find fault, but this person was good, and directly sent him a good reason.

"Bastard, you say one more word to the old man!" The old man was so angry that his lungs exploded, and those who said such a thing were so angry that he was so angry.

"It's really cheap, I see that the people of the Holy Mountain are not only uneducated, but also very self-righteous, and think that Lao Tzu is the best in the world, I really don't know what to say! Especially like you, don't you know that I am very annoyed to look at you?

"Ah!" the old man shouted angrily, he was really angry, no matter who the kid in front of him was, he would teach him a lesson first, he would be angry.

With a "boom", the old man stood up and slapped Tu Ming in the face, "Boy, don't think that you have anything special, without those dragons, you are just a poor worm!"

"Hehe, is it?" Tu Ming sneered, and when the old man's slap was approaching, he stretched out his hand violently, and grabbed his palm with a "bang".

"How...... Ahh

The old man was startled, and just wanted to pull out the palm of his hand, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand, as if it was about to be crushed, and the bones were about to collapse, and the sound of "crunching" bone dislocation sounded, and the old man screamed miserably in pain, and kept stomping his feet.

He was in a cold sweat, his eyes were bulging, his face was as pale as paper, his mouth was wide open, and his voice changed in pain.

The people in the rooms on both sides of Tu Ming's courtyard were alarmed, and they all jumped out, and when they saw the scene that happened in the pavilion, they all showed strange looks on their faces.

A half-step supreme was pinched and called out by a martial artist at the peak of the Soul Monarch?

"You say I'm a pitiful worm?" Tu Ming had a sneer on his face, his strength getting stronger and stronger, and he had a tendency to crack the old man's palm.

"Ahhh......h

"Do you think that you are a person from the Holy Mountain, is it amazing? I count that green onion? I ask, do you count that green onion?" Tu Ming's palm continued to exert force, the old man screamed in pain, and the whole person fell to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat was flowing down.

"It's really weak, it's still the supreme of the Holy Mountain, it's ridiculous!" Tu Ming put his last kick on the old man's stomach, kicked him out of the pavilion, and fell down the cliff.

"Ah......h

Those who watched the excitement couldn't help but exclaim in unison, their faces full of shock.

"I'm grass, what's wrong?"

Zuo Ning and the others, who watched this scene through the light curtain, stood up in shock, looked at each other, and their eyes were full of doubt.

How can it be said that the old man is also a half-step supreme, and he has no power to fight back under Tu Ming's hands, and he was kicked off the cliff, although he didn't fall to his death, but this kind of thing happened, it was too weird, how could this be?

When did the half-step supreme become so weak?

"Come over and see what's going on?" Saint Lord Zuo Ning's face was very unpleasant, and he felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Then I'll go over!" Lu Xuyao also felt a little bad, if this kid really wanted to make trouble, it would undoubtedly be slapping them in the face.

Tu Ming kicked the old man off the cliff with a kick, looked up at those who were watching the excitement, with a cold smile on his face, and said coldly: "I don't want to be watched by others, I've been here for almost a day, tell me, how many times have your divine sense swept my small courtyard?"

"Boy, don't overdo it, we're all for your good, don't be ignorant!" a middle-aged man stepped forward and said angrily.

"Good for me, thank you, I not only don't appreciate this kind of goodness, but I hate it very much, since you don't leave, then I have to drive people out, get out of me!"

Tu Ming shouted angrily, his body flashed, he rushed to the side of this person, and smashed it out with a punch.

"It's just looking for death!Lie down for me!" This person seems to be young, but in fact he is more than a hundred years old, and he is considered a strong man in the half-step supreme, when he saw that Tu Ming dared to make a move on him, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he raised his fist and smashed it at Tu Ming.

But then his face changed, first in surprise, then in horror, and finally in a hug and a cry.

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