"Dogs take rats, nosy boys, you are gorgeous to die!"

The moment the fists of the two touched together, Yang Ziming's fists, dark green aura surged out like a tide, bringing up a seemingly invincible aura energy.

The cruel smile on his face was also a little more at this time, and his heart was even more proud. His stunt has been tried and tested repeatedly.

How many three-star martial kings have been defeated by Lao Tzu's secret move, not to mention you, a little bastard who didn't use aura?

Lao Tzu's fancy girl, except for the demon girl in the sect, there is no one who can escape!

As soon as the extremely proud cold snort fell in Yang Ziming's heart, the fists of him and Xiao Yao were like two high-speed trucks, slamming together.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, like a sudden thunderclap, quickly spread out to the surroundings.

Immediately, the "click" sound of broken bones came from the hazy air waves, and then, like a kite with a broken string, flew out backwards.

"Bang!"

The body slammed into a hard wall, Yang Ziming's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, which was particularly dazzling under the illumination of the noon sun!

Looking at Yang Ziming, who was vomiting blood, everyone gasped, and then they were dumbfounded, staring at the hazy figure standing in place and motionless in the air wave as if they were looking at a monster.

Just by relying on the strength of his body, he blasted away an eight-star martial sect who used all his strength, so how hard did his fists have to be? How high did his cultivation have to be? How old was he? How could this be?

However, at this time, Yang Ziming, who fell to the ground, suddenly grabbed his right hand and howled extremely bitterly.

"Shhh

The eyes moved slightly, and everyone followed the voice. When they saw Yang Ziming's already twisted and deformed right arm, they couldn't help but gasp.

In the next moment, the eyes of shock and disbelief were once again cast on Xiao Yao, who clearly appeared in everyone's sight due to the disappearance of the qi wave.

"Good!"

After a long silence, the cheers thundered!

"Whew!"

Exhaled heavily, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Yang Ziming, who was howling miserably on the ground, Yi Fei still shook his head in disbelief, and muttered in amazement:

"Master's body has really cultivated to this point? Doesn't it mean that physical cultivation is very slow?"

"Sister, he, he, he ......"

Ouyang Lei was so shocked that he was a little incoherent, and kept spitting along the foam. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought he was dreaming.

That kid is much younger than me, how can he have such a high level of cultivation?

Yesterday, Ouyang Lei went out to run errands and was not at the station. If he had seen Xiao Yao break Ma Debiao's arm in the same way, he would probably not have been so shocked.

"Stone, he is our young master!"

With his mouth close to Ouyang Lei's ear, Ouyang Qingying said in a very small voice: "So, your six-star martial spirit cultivation has nothing to be proud of." ”

As soon as he heard this, Ouyang Lei was so shocked that his jaw almost didn't fall, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes were wide to the extreme, and he stared at his sister without blinking, with four big words written in it:

You didn't lie to me?

As he spoke, Xiao Yao stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and as soon as the black shadow flashed, he jumped to Yang Ziming's side, kicked out with his left foot and right foot staggered, and kicked Yang Ziming, who was curled up into a prawn due to pain.

"Bang!"

The strong force made Yang Ziming spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and his face turned pale for a while.

Just now, he was still playing with others, but he didn't expect that after just two or three minutes, it was someone else who tortured him like a cat and a mouse.

"You ......"

Raising his head, Yang Ziming still wanted to threaten Xiao Yao for a few words, but when he saw the pair of cold and piercing eyes on Xiao Yao's indifferent face, his heart suddenly trembled.

This kind of cold is not the kind of temperature in the air, but the cold killing intent from the depths of the soul, and the fear of dying makes Yang Ziming lose his composure in an instant.

"You can't kill me......" Yang Ziming shouted in horror.

But immediately, when he saw Xiao Yao stop, he roared with all his strength to get rid of the panic that suddenly rose in his heart:

"Ahh

At the same time, his right foot kicked the wall behind him, and with the help of the rebound force of the wall, his body ejected, his right knee arched, and he slammed into Xiao Yao's chest, where the dark green aura rolled out again.

But Xiao Yao had already taken precautions, the moment his right foot stepped on the wall, he stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, the whole person rose into the air, his body flipped backwards, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated on his feet at this moment.

"Whew!"

The whole body, after drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, his feet were like a hammer, smashing straight towards Yang Ziming who was flying in the air!

"Click!"

The moment his feet slammed into Yang Ziming's arched knees, the crisp sound of broken bones sounded, and Yang Ziming's mouth burst out with a terrible howl again, and the whole person fell to the ground heavily.

"Boy, Lao Tzu is an elite disciple cultivated by Tianyuan Sect, if you know each other, get out of here!"

Looking at Xiao Yao, who was coming slowly, Yang Ziming felt danger again, and as a last resort, he took out his biggest reliance to see if he could deter the other party.

"Tian Yuan Sect?"

Xiao Yao's footsteps stopped, and after an inaudible murmur slowly spit out from his mouth, Xiao Qingya's figure couldn't help but appear in front of him.

Seeing Xiao Yao's face change slightly, the corners of Yang Ziming's mouth flashed with a hint of pride, thinking that Xiao Yao was frightened by him. But then, Xiao Yao's words made him dumbfounded:

"I'm really sorry, I really haven't heard of Tianyuan Sect. ”

A faint joking voice fell, Xiao Yao's deep black pupils shrank suddenly, and a fierce light suddenly flashed inside:

Can the elite disciples of the Tianyuan Sect do whatever they want? Dare to humiliate Sister Lin, no matter who you are, even if you are your sect master, Lao Tzu will not let him go either!

"Teng!"

On tiptoe, Xiao Yao flew up in the air, and his feet, which he concentrated all his strength, landed heavily on Yang Ziming's other leg.

With a "click", Yang Ziming's leg was also broken.

"Ahh

With a miserable howl, Yang Ziming's eyes were so painful that he almost fainted.

His eyes were full of panic, staring at the murderous Xiao Yao, he never thought that Xiao Yao, who had strong strength, had never heard of the name of Tianyuan Sect.

However, this time, Xiao Yao's torture of Yang Ziming did not get everyone's applause, but silence! Everyone was like ashes, as if they had eaten a dead child.

Other cities may not know about the Tian Yuan Sect, but the mercenaries who have been in the Flying Dragon City all the year round know the behemoth of the Tian Yuan Sect very well.

Even a master like the Eight Star Martial Sect was only an elite disciple of the Inner Court in the Tian Yuan Sect, which showed how strong their strength was!

Torture the elite disciples who are the focus of other people's cultivation in public, once they arouse the anger of the Tianyuan Sect, the consequences are quite severe.

Thinking of this, the crowd of onlookers quickly retreated, lest their faces be remembered by Yang Ziming, and then retaliate against them.

"It's broken!"

When she heard that Yang Ziming was actually an elite disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, Ouyang Qingying's heart suddenly "chuckled", and a worried look instantly appeared in her calm eyes.

"Damn, a bunch of timid and scared wretched!"

Spat fiercely, Ouyang Lei said indignantly: "What's wrong with the Tianyuan Sect? Could it be that their disciples can act recklessly and be overbearing? Such a big sect can't even have a reasonable person, right?"

At this time, Xiao Lin's heart also pinched. Although she didn't know exactly where the Tianyuan Sect was sacred, when she saw everyone's expressions of "talking about tiger color change", she knew that this must be a behemoth, far from something that a small person like them could afford to provoke.

Xiao Lin's mouth opened slightly, wanting to stop Xiao Yao, but when she thought of Yang Ziming's humiliation of her, she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

Bei Ya bit his lip fiercely, hesitated for a moment, Xiao Lin bit her silver teeth, her heart was horizontal, and an extremely resolute gaze suddenly flashed in her eyes.

This incident started because of me, so let me bear this unknown consequence, and I must not affect Xiao Yao. The Xiao family can live without me, Xiao Lin, but they can't do without him!

The murmuring voice slowly fell in his heart, and Xiao Lin, who had a firm gaze, kicked the soles of his feet on the ground violently, and the whole person flew out.

Halfway through, she grabbed the long knife used by Ouyang Lei, and the aura was quickly injected, and the yellow mangs flashed, bringing the sound of breaking the wind, and slashed towards Yang Ziming fiercely.

Looking at Xiao Lin, who was looking at death as if he were at home, Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, and a touch of anger quickly surged on his indifferent face.

Am I the kind of person who makes women bear the consequences? If I can't even protect women, then what kind of man is Lao Tzu?

With a roar in his heart, Xiao Yao, who was still standing on Yang Ziming's lap, reached out like lightning, wanting to stop Xiao Lin's seemingly sensible but extremely stupid behavior!

However, just when Xiao Yao's hand was only a few dozen centimeters away from Xiao Lin's arm, an angry shout, like a sudden thunder, suddenly sounded in everyone's ears:

"Not only do you use aura, but you also commit murder in public, do you really not take the laws of the Heavenly Dragon Empire and our Tianyuan Sect into account?"

Hearing this voice, many people were surging with qi and blood, their faces were pale, their strength was relatively weak, and they couldn't help but vomit blood.

"Poof!"

Xiao Lin, who was already injured, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, her eyes turned black, and her body collapsed as soon as she became weak, and her face was very white and terrifying!

"Not good!"

Xiao Yao's face changed, his body leaned forward suddenly, and his big hand reached out, holding Xiao Lin in his arms. The soul power immediately poked out, and when he found that she had just fainted and was fine, his hanging heart relaxed.

"Soul attack?"

With a sinking heart, Xiao Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, a fierce light flashed, his right foot was raised, and he kicked Yang Ziming's crotch with a ecstatic face because of the sudden sound......