A horizontal cultivation grandmaster may be fake, but so many masters of the rivers and lakes have been killed by people at the same time, it can't be fake.

The wine man looked at the corpses lying on the ground in the courtyard, and his heart was even more frightened.

He suddenly remembered his presumptuous behavior when they met for the first time, and couldn't help but feel afraid, fortunately Shen Ming didn't bother with him at that time, otherwise......

Gee......

The drinker couldn't imagine what that picture would look like.

There were people in the courtyard who got up to help with their fists, and naturally some people sat still, some because they didn't want to meddle in this matter, and some were slow to react and didn't have time to meddle in this matter.

But no matter which one they were, they were extremely glad at this time, glad that they were lucky not to make a move.

Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be another corpse on the ground.

After Lin Mingtie was slapped on the ground with one palm, Qiu Ruoshui felt bad, and had slowed down his floating speed slightly, paying attention to the changes on the field at any time.

Seeing such a scene, he suddenly lost his heart, let out a terrified scream from his mouth, hurriedly clapped his hands, and pulled back.

Are you kidding!

The three grandmasters, more than 20 innate first-class masters, besieged it together, and they were cleaned up by two swords, two feet and a slap, and the others were not damaged at all.

Is this still human?

How can this be fought?

Seeing Shen Ming turn his head to look at him, Qiu Ruoshui was even more panicked, and he couldn't care much about it at the moment, so he withdrew and floated outside the courtyard, saying in a panic at the same time.

"Who blocked him for a moment for me, I owe him a favor Qiu Ruoshui!"

After seeing the picture just now, who in the courtyard dared to make another move at this time, someone saw Qiu Ruoshui floating in his direction, and even hurriedly got up and dodged, for fear of being regarded by Shen Ming as a gang.

Shen Ming smiled coldly, and with a single step, the whole person rose from the ground, his right hand was slightly raised, and his claws were grabbed towards Qiu Ruoshui.

"Ahh

Qiu Ruoshui's complexion changed greatly, and a strange scream came out of his mouth, and at the same time, the poison hidden in various parts of his body was thrown out frantically as if he didn't want money, just to delay for a moment.

Red, white, black, blue, green......

Seeing this, everyone in the field was even more chaotic, and they shouted and fled from Qiu Ruoshui's location.

Poison?

Shen Ming chuckled disapprovingly, and the arm that reached out did not change at all.

"Smack!"

The arm passed through the colorful poison and grasped Qiu Ruoshui's neck steadily.

Shen Ming used his skills slightly, blocked Qiu Ruoshui's whole body, and then threw it casually, like throwing garbage, throwing Qiu Ruoshui on the ground at will.

From beginning to end, no one intervened, which was in stark contrast to the previous scene.

How ironic!

"Step!"

Shen Ming landed steadily on the ground, and he looked up at Zheng Yangjian and Wang Rong, who were combining their swords.

The two of them, who didn't know whether to advance or retreat, were suddenly frightened by this look, and hurriedly withdrew and retreated.

Shen Ming said sarcastically: "Huh...... Master's swordsmanship was made into such a ghost by you, and you are also worthy of calling yourself Master's descendant!"

Shen Ming pulled out his sword and said lightly: "Look at it, this is Master's swordsmanship." ”

Shen Ming's eyes closed, and when he opened them again, whether it was his eyes, demeanor, or temperament, all changed.

If it is said that Shen Ming is like a smiling Shura who came out of hell, he kills people with a smile in an understatement.

Then at this time, Shen Ming was like the sages and saints who walked down from the altar of the Confucius Temple, with a kind face, kind eyes, and a bookish atmosphere.

And the long sword held in Shen Ming's hand felt like a ring ruler at this time.

Seeing this scene, the old man, who had never changed his complexion from the beginning to the present, suddenly became excited at this time, and there were tears in his eyes.

The old man muttered, "Master, is that you?"

Zheng Yangjian and Wang Rong's faces changed dramatically, as if they had seen a ghost, they retreated in a panic, shouting loudly in their mouths.

"Division...... Master!"

Shen Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were kind, he raised the long sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards the two of them.

In the eyes of Zheng Yangjian and the others, it was not Shen Ming who was walking towards them at this time, but Xu Jun, who they could never forget for the rest of their lives and often appeared in their dreams.

"Plop!"

In a panic, Wang Rong accidentally fell to the ground, she looked at "Xu Jun" who was holding a ring ruler and getting closer and closer, and hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, crying and begging in her mouth.

"Master, Master, Master, please spare me, I don't want to, yes, yes, yes, I don't want to, it's all instructed by Senior Brother, it's all Senior Brother who instructed me to poison your tea, this has nothing to do with me!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people in the courtyard were in an uproar.

What did they hear?

Poisoned?

Wang Rong actually admitted that it was her who poisoned her, and she threw the poison at the instigation of Zheng Yangjian.

They didn't expect that the famous owner of the Sword Villa, Zheng Yangjian, a divine shadow swordsman who was famous for respecting his teacher and respecting his teacher, really poisoned his teacher, and the truth back then was really as Shen Ming said.

For a moment, angry, ridiculous, and incredulous...... All kinds of emotions came to their minds, blocking their throats and making them speechless.

Or rather, the truth makes them have no face to speak.

Especially the two people who made a move before, and then were discarded by Shen Ming and picked up their lives, the eyes that looked at Shen Ming at this time were even more complicated.

"Master, Master, Master, you love the apprentice the most, is it okay to spare the apprentice this time?"

"Xu Jun" stepped to Wang Rong, who was still pleading, and sighed softly.

He waved the ring ruler in his hand and patted Wang Rong on the back, Wang Rong suddenly pounced and fell to the ground.

"Xu Jun" continued to step forward, still holding the ring ruler high as before, with a kind face and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Yangjian waved the long sword in his hand, and his footsteps retreated again and again in a panic, wanting to escape from here.

"Bang!"

The sound of his body against the wall sounded, and a red wall blocked Zheng Yangjian's retreat.

"Don't come, don't come, come here again and I'll kill you, yes, yes, yes, you've been killed by me, this is an illusion, this is a dream!"

Zheng Yangjian suddenly lifted the long sword in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and slashed it down.

The broken arm fell to the ground, making a "pop!" sound, and blood continued to gush out from the broken arm, but Zheng Yangjian was unconscious, and a crazy smile appeared on his pale face.

"Haha, haha, it's time to wake up from this dream!"

Shen Ming stepped to Zheng Yangjian's side, put away the long sword in his hand, and quietly looked at Zheng Yangjian, who looked like he was crazy.

The strong pain made Zheng Yangjian's mind sober up a little, and he looked at Shen Ming in front of him, and the crazy look in his eyes suddenly became clear.

Zheng Yangjian said hatefully: "It's you, Shen Xiu!"

He swung his sword and slashed, Shen Ming reached out slightly, and effortlessly snatched the long sword over, and at the same time kicked Zheng Yangjian to Wang Rong's side.

Shen Ming shook the long sword he grabbed slightly, the blood on the sword body suddenly fell, he reached out and stroked the sword body, looking at the pattern and two small characters on the sword body.

"Preach!"

Shen Ming looked back and said sneeringly, "Huh...... You're worthy of it, too?"

Zheng Yangjian, who was still struggling to get up, heard this, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, pointed at Shen Ming, and completely fainted.