Chapter 112: Kill Yang Ming

Everyone present was shocked by Yang Mo's cruel methods.

Yang Ming thought that he was cruel enough, he never thought that Yang Mo had more tyrannical methods.

Looking at Yang Mo's cold face, Yang Ming only felt as if he had encountered a devil who had come out of hell.

And the sharp pain on the broken arm made him tremble all over and his face turned pale.

He's scared!

Yang Mo's drastic methods were like demons, making him almost worse than dead.

As long as you are willing to let me go, I will promise you everything and give you everything. ”

Yang Ming kept pleading.

"Can you really promise me anything?" Yang Mo asked.

"Yes, I promise you anything, as long as you are willing to let me go. Please, for the sake of our Yang family, you can spare me this time!"

At this moment, Yang Ming had already lost the bearing and shelf of the Yang family.

He was like a dog, begging Yang Mo to open up.

I regretted it in my heart.

If he had known that Yang Mo was so powerful, he would definitely go to Weicheng to kill Yang Mo at any cost, so as to prevent future troubles.

It's a pity that in this world, there has never been a regret medicine.

"Okay, then you go to die!"

The corners of Yang Mo's mouth hooked, glowing with bloodthirsty indifference.

Yang Ming made a mistake, he didn't want to make it again.

Only when Yang Ming dies will he be at ease.

What the!

Yang Mo's words extinguished Yang Ming's last glimmer of hope.

"No, no, Yang Mo, you can't kill me, if you kill me, you and your closest people will be finished. ”

Yang Ming was still desperately struggling, he really didn't want to die, behind him were the two major forces of the Yang family and the Five Poisons Sect.

His mother was once the holy daughter of the Five Poisons Sect, and she had an incomparably huge amount of power, how could a person like him be born with a golden key in his mouth and deserve to enjoy respect and worship.

He, he doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die!

"Yang Ming, if I die in your hands, the Five Poisons Sect will not let you go! Even if you go to heaven and earth, you will be broken into thousands of pieces, broken bones and ashes. ”

Five Poisons Sect!

This name is enough to make many masters jealous.

But unfortunately, the person in front of him is Yang Mo.

Yang Mo sneered: "Broken corpses, broken bones and ashes?" Okay, I will satisfy you!"

What the!

Yang Ming heard Yang Mo's words, and then looked at Yang Mo's cold eyes, he only felt cold all over his body, and the blood on his body was coagulated.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Yang Ming asked in horror.

Yang Mo didn't have any extra words, and directly lifted Yang Ming high, grabbed his two thighs, and pulled them hard.

"Ahh

The oozing screams instantly made people's scalps tingle.

The ghost king standing next to him was like falling into an ice cave, only to feel cold all over his body.

Lunatic!

This...... That's a madman!

The ghost king has been running for half his life, and he has never seen such a crazy person.

While Yang Mo was torturing Yang Ming, his head turned and he suddenly threw himself at the Ghost King.

"What's the matter, don't you want to stay and share a piece of meat?"

Yang Mo's indifferent words made the Ghost King shudder.

The ghost king's wrist was broken, and he didn't dare to compete with Yang Mo anymore, so he turned his head and ran, escaping from the Yang family as fast as possible.

Yang Mo wiped the blood stains on his face and summoned a cluster of ghost fire, turning Yang Ming's body into ashes and throwing it into the air.

Crush the bones and scatter ashes!

Once, the invincible Yang family disappeared completely.

Diao Wei looked at the young man in front of him, and a cool breath ran down the soles of his feet to his head.

Cruel!

Ruthless!

Bloodthirsty!

Arrogant!

In her eyes, Yang Ming is the spokesperson for killing gods.

At this moment, Yang Ming suddenly turned his head and slowly walked in front of Diao Wei.

"Now, you have two choices, one, the same fate as Yang Ming, and two, take refuge in me and be my servant!"

Hearing this, Diao Wei trembled, almost without any hesitation, Ying Ying bowed down in front of Yang Mo: "Yang Shao, thank you for saving your life just now! I, Diao Wei, am willing to serve you as the Lord and be your most loyal servant." ”

Diao Wei's gaze was firm.

In her eyes, Yang Mo is a god-like existence.

Her heart was filled with awe.

Yang Mo nodded, and suddenly said, "Very good! Take off your clothes!"

Diao Wei was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Yang Mo to ask for such a request.

Diao Wei is a saint born in the Five Poisons Sect, and she doesn't attach much importance to chastity, but it's just in this kind of place......

She really couldn't accept it.

"Do you need me to repeat it a second time?"

Feeling Yang Mo's cold eyes, Diao Wei suddenly trembled, not daring to hesitate.

Even if it's broad daylight now, even if it's a sea of ruins and fire, even if the Yang Mo she is facing is a man......

Diao Wei bit his lip, but still took off the clothes on his body one by one, revealing his fair and delicate body and the wounds on his body.

These injuries were caused by the explosion just now, and they looked very vicious.

Yang Mo walked over and gently covered his palm on Diaowei's wound.

"Hiss......"

Diao Wei's delicate body trembled, felt a burst of pain, and frowned involuntarily.

Just, the next second.

A chilly feeling hit me in an instant.

Diao Wei was surprised to find that the wounds on her body quickly condensed into blood scabs.

The blood scab continued to fall off, and the white skin grew back inside, exactly the same as before the injury.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

Diao Wei looked at his body in disbelief, and it felt incredible.

This moment.

She once again comprehended the mystery and power of Yang Mo.

"Put on your clothes and follow me back to Yang's house!"

Yang Mo took his hand away from Diao Wei's body and ordered coldly.

"Diao Wei obeys!"

Diao Wei didn't hesitate for a moment, and obediently got dressed.

Yang Mo nodded, and put another exercise into Diao Wei's mind.

Sou!

A flash of gold!

Diao Wei's mind couldn't help but have four gilded characters: Doom and Poison Sutra!

"It's ......"

Diao Wei was stunned.

She found that there was a technique in her head, as if in a dream, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"The Doom and Poison Sutra, according to legend, is a caretaker called the Poison Hand Holy King in ancient times. I hope that in the future, you will study seriously and get his true biography. Yang Mo encouraged.

Diao Wei was shocked, and hurriedly responded: "Yang Shao, rest assured, Diao Wei will definitely live up to your high expectations." ”

Yang Mo subdued Diao Wei, and his power increased by a few points.

Yang Tianxing and Yang Ming are dead.

Yang Mo returned to the Yang family and took control of the Yang family without encountering any resistance.

However, the most important thing for Yang Mo was that he got the ticket to the martial arts fighting competition, and he had no interest in the position of the head of the Yang family.

In the end, Yang Mo followed Diao Wei's advice, he supported a Yang family disciple who had been good to him before, became the head of the Yang family, and he got the ticket to the martial arts fighting competition, ready to enter the world of martial arts cultivation and start the real journey.