"Stop!"

Ye Ning shouted violently, the old man's figure trembled, and he was stopped on the spot by the murderous aura on Ye Ning's body.

"You...... Is it so cruel to an old man? ”

Ren Shuchang hurriedly supported the old man and asked Ye Ning.

This old man is Ren Bingcang's younger brother, he is eighty and three this year, and he rushed up to fight Ye Ning for the sake of the Ren family.

In their opinion, to deal with people like Ye Ning, they should use morality to suppress him.

As everyone knows, in Ye Ning's eyes, this group of people is no different from moral!

"You should have heard the saying that there are no souls under the atomic bomb."

I don't need to explain the meaning of this sentence, right?

What the Ren family has done in Chang'an City over the years, there is no one present who is not responsible.

In particular, standing in the position of you and me, we should understand the meaning of this sentence.

Ye Ning looked at Ren Bingcang indifferently, and his sharp eyes made Ren Bingcang's old face blush slightly.

He knew that Ye Ning had seen through all his schemes, and once this experienced dragon god of war became cold-blooded, it was not something that ordinary people could contend with.

"Ding Cang, you go down!"

Ren Bingcang raised his hand, stopped his younger brother, who had white hair, and pushed him into the crowd.

"Now that Mr. Ye has made a decision, Ren always has to respond."

"Over the years, Ren has gained the title of the king of Chang'an, and he thinks that he still has some weight in this land."

"This weight has made the Ren family a top family, and it has also achieved too many people."

"Today, Mr. Ye wants to disperse Ren's family with a word, and Ren must not be allowed to be slaughtered."

"That's not in the interests of the Ren family, nor is it in line with my Ren Bingcang's status!"

"Since ancient times, it has been a civil death admonition, a martial death battle, Ren Mou, only one battle!"

Ren Bingcang said as he walked in front of Ye Ning.

As his footsteps moved, bursts of majesty rolled up in the entire courtyard of Weiyang Palace.

Gang swims vigorously, and his fist is high.

The onlookers all retreated, making way for the two of them.

If these two men were to fight, the heavens would fall apart.

Whether it was everyone in the Ren family, or Chu Xuanyuan, Shen Zhuo and others behind Ye Ning, they all looked solemn.

At this time, the only one standing still was the mysterious black-robed man.

"What a death sentence, martial arts to the death!"

"I'm here to meet you! You can do it! ”

"Or rather, let's do it!"

Ye Ning looked at Ren Bingcang, who was full of spirits, and glanced at the black-robed mysterious person next to him, without the slightest intention of fighting, but full of fighting spirit.

"Hahaha! The dragon god of war is really heroic enough! ”

The black-robed man took a step forward and stood side by side with Ren Bingcang, faintly forming a corner and sandwiching Ye Ning in the middle.

At this time, everyone looked at the mysterious man in surprise, as long as he was not a fool, he knew that this black-robed man was also a great grandmaster of Gangjin nine times out of ten, otherwise how could he get such a courtesy from Ren Bingcang?

It's just that this person really doesn't care for his wings so much, and he actually joined forces with Ren Bingcang to deal with Ye Ning in front of so many people?

Or is Ye Ning so strong that they have to join forces?

"If there is anyone else to go on, they can all be together."

Ye Ning said lightly.

It's all together!

What arrogant words!

What a domineering word!

Every member of the Ren family was angry but did not dare to speak out.

Because this is the battle of the Great Grandmaster of Gangjin, if these people go up, they will be tantamount to cannon fodder.

"Hmph, what a big breath, he's not afraid of flashing his tongue when he says it too much."

"That is, in the face of the two great Gangjin Grandmasters, they still dare to shout for adding people, is this because they are impatient?"

"Wait and see, when he loses, see if he can still be arrogant!"

The Ren family clenched their fists tightly one by one.

Ye Ning's arrogant, fearless, and all-in-sighted attitude made each of them extremely unhappy.

"Is there no one?"

"The one who has no face to see will give your name."

Ye Ning said casually, raised his hand, took off the hat from the top of his head, turned it to Chu Xuanyuan, and then unbuttoned his clothes, took off the dress, and threw it to Shen Zhuo.

Then I began to untie the cuffs and neckline.

This faction of actions is savage and pleasing to the eye.

"Hahaha, in Xia Tang Wushuang, I have seen the dragon god of war."

The black-robed man clasped his fists at Ye Ning, bowed his hands, and then lifted the hat covering his head with both hands, revealing a face that was so delicate that it was amazing.

"Tang Wushuang, it's actually a woman?"

Ye Ning frowned slightly, which surprised him a little.

This woman doesn't look very old, only thirty-five or sixteen.

Of course, her actual age must be more than thirty-five or sixteen, and if you count it, I am afraid that she will be more than seventy or eighty this year.

This means that Tang Wushuang has already achieved the Great Grandmaster of Gangjin, and this strength is probably also a mystery.

"Everyone in the world says that there is no good talk between the Tang family master and the dragon god of war, and it is said that in today's battle, the top of the red list should be settled."

"Ren, thank you for the help of the Tang family master!"

Ren Bingcang obviously knew Tang Wushuang's identity for a long time, and thanked Tang Wushuang.

"The head of the Ren family doesn't have to be polite, I have long wanted to compete with the dragon god of war, but today it seems that you and I need to join forces to have a few chances of winning."

"Tang thinks that his strength is not as good as the dragon god of war, but as a martial artist, he fights to death, so he naturally has to defend the dignity of a martial artist!"

Tang Wushuang is also a pure martial artist, not pure, and it is impossible to ascend to the strength of the Great Grandmaster of Gangjin.

"Are you sure that if you join forces, you will have a chance of winning?"

Ye Ning looked at Tang Wushuang and smiled lightly.

"Is there a chance to win, I will know in a moment, Tang still has something to ask the Dragon God of War, Tang has an inner disciple named Tang San, I don't know what happened to your Excellency?"

Tang Wushuang asked Ye Ning.

"Inner disciple, no wonder he has your special self-defense."

"He's not dead, but he's become my medicine jar, specifically for me to test poison!"

Ye Ning said lightly.

"Poison test?"

Tang Wushuang frowned.

This guy, can he also refine poison?

"That's right, I refined some broken gangsan, and gave Tang San a try, the effect is not bad, and all the Dan energy in that body has turned into nothingness!"

Ye Ning raised his eyebrows and said.

"Broken?"

"How did you refine it?"

"Didn't Tang San teach you? No, this is something I developed by myself, and no one knows the recipe except me, how can you refine it? ”

Tang Wushuang was first surprised, then questioned, and finally simply thought that Ye Ning was talking nonsense.

"Do you think I can't refine it? Then look at what this is! ”

As soon as Ye Ning raised his hand, he took out a bottle of broken gang powder from Shen Zhuo's pocket, raised his hand and threw it to Tang Wushuang.