Lei Wuji smiled indifferently, "Dew red and smoky!" The body of the Qu Yun Sword glowed with a faint red light.

Lei Wujian felt Qu Yun Sword's resistance, but under Yang Ming's suppression, Qu Yun Sword also became extremely gentle. After a pause, Lei Wujian swung his sword.

The sword qi rolled up the surrounding autumn wind, even if it was already autumn time, the spring intent in the sword intent did not seem to be affected.

"Insect carving skills!" Zhang Yun said disdainfully, and then, he shouted, "The wind is tornailing."

Although the sword moves of the name Tong Yang Ming are the same, the sword momentum is completely different. In Yang Ming's sword qi, the wind howled, turning the endless wind into a sharp blade; As for his, it was like a man exhaling softly, empty of form and without substance.

Twilight Yumo quipped, "Yang Ming, this is your good apprentice? It's a really powerful move."

"Ah, this." Yang Ming covered his head, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, "I haven't confiscated any apprentices, don't talk nonsense."

"Really?" Twilight Ink smiled evilly, "Why don't you take him as an apprentice?" Seeing him like this, he still admires you."

"Stop!" Yang Ming hurriedly stopped, "With a troublemaker like him, I can't wipe his ass every day."

As Lei Wuji's sword qi fell, Zhang Yun's figure flew out upside down. Even Lei Wuji himself didn't expect that Zhang Yu would be so unbearable if he used the same moves as Yang Ming. Fang Cai's sword, he used all his strength.

"Ah~" Zhang Yu slowly got up and scolded Lei Wuji: "Despicable, shameless, he actually hurt people with a secret arrow."

Hearing this, the fat man originally saw that Zhang Yu was defeated, but when he heard Zhang Yu's words, he reprimanded, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be so young and not talk about martial arts, come on, capture him!"

Lei Wuji was stunned in place, he just made a normal shot just now, but the other party's strength was not good, and he was not to blame.

Just when those pawns were about to approach Lei Wuji, Zhang Yu was probably afraid of telling the truth, so he hurriedly stopped them, "Wait a minute, since this boy in red doesn't talk about martial arts, then another person will die for him."

"You!" Sikong Qianluo hurriedly stepped forward, "You are so shameless!"

"Shameless?" Zhang Yu sneered, "It's your people who hurt people with secret arrows, and you still say that I am shameless? Little girl, it seems that you want to die for that boy in red, I see that you have calluses on your tiger's mouth, and you are also a martial arts practitioner, do you dare to compare with me."

"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom!" Sikong Qianluo rushed forward quickly.

Lei Wujian walked back to Yang Ming's side, handed back the Qu Yun Sword, and at the same time retrieved the wooden box, "Brother Ming, is Senior Sister Qianluo really okay?"

"Qianluo, she's fine." Yang Ming didn't speak, but Du Yumo replied.

"Huh? Sister-in-law, really?" Lei Wuji said with some uncertainty.

"Really, Qianluo's strength has improved a lot compared to last time." Twilight Yumo smiled.

After about a quarter of the incense, Zhang Yu's figure flew out upside down again. Sikong Qianluo spat at him, "Phew, the rat who sells his reputation."

This time Zhang Yu was not angry, but smiled evilly and said, "Hehe, little girl, if I wasn't worried about disfiguring you and ruining our adult's Yaxing, look at me cleaning you up like this."

The fat man thought that Zhang Yu's strength was not good at first, but when he heard his words, he laughed, "Zhang Yu, you did a good job."

"It's all taught by adults." Zhang Yu looked flattering, then looked at Yang Ming and the others, and shouted: "The man in black, don't look at it, it's you, one of your companions hurt people with a secret arrow, that little girl just now, I was embarrassed to make a move, it's you."

It didn't take long for another scream to sound, still a familiar recipe, still a familiar taste.

"Hey, you mustache man, look at it! Come and die."

......

After half a burnt incense, Zhang Yu was beaten to doubt his life, he had been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he had never seen so many masters, although he tried his best to quibble and prevaricate the past with various reasons; But he knew in his heart that he was no match for them.

One after the other

The defeat made the fat man's face very unhappy, he grabbed Zhang Yu's collar and issued an ultimatum: "The last time, if you lose again... Hmph!"

Zhang Yu hurriedly promised, "My lord, I just warmed up just now, and now is the time for the show to begin."

"You!" Zhang Yu pointed at Yang Ming, "Do you think that if you wear a purple robe, you think you are a Taoist priest? I can't afford to die!"

Yang Ming twisted his neck: "It's finally me."

He slowly turned over and dismounted, walked to ten feet in front of Zhang Yu step by step and stopped, Yang Ming slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, "How to say, you chose me as the last opponent, you are lucky, and at the same time unlucky."

"Less." Zhang Yu interrupted impatiently, "Hurry up and report your name, my master's Quyun Sword can not kill the unknown."

Yang Ming smiled lightly: "Wind Yin Knife, ridicule!"

"I've never heard of any bullshit." Zhang Yu looked at Yang Ming and shouted, "A sword pierces the clouds!" He threw his spear out with a bang.

Yang Ming said lightly, "Every time I take out the knife, there will be a dragon's groan in the wind."

Slowly raising the Moli knife with his right hand, Yang Ming whispered: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and will never return. This knife is for you, the name of the knife: Wind Breath!"

A knife out, the wind stops; The knife is gone, and the golden light is visible.

Everything just happened in an instant, and everyone only saw Yang Ming's figure suddenly appear behind Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu used all his strength and said, "Xiao~Yao~Tian~Realm." As the knife in Yang Ming's hand fell from the sheath, Zhang Yu's figure responded to the end.

"Escape the Heavens!" The fat man was shocked, "Someone, take him down quickly!"

He knew too well what the words "Heavenly Realm" meant. Jeonbuk has reached such a realm, and there are only a dozen people, without exception, each of whom is a master among masters. Even if he offered hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, he only recruited Zhang Yu, a subordinate who was worthy of entering the realm of freedom.

Yang Ming pointed to the group of soldiers and asked Yan Xiluo, "Where did these people come from?"

Yan Xiluo took out the long sword from his arms, "These are all grass robbers found by the city lord of this Wind Stop City from here, but they are just wearing the clothes of officers and soldiers."

Yang Ming's eyes lit up, "Since this is the case, junior brother, you protect Xiao Se and them, just leave it to me here, just let me try a new move."

Yan Xi smiled and said, "Senior brother, take it easy."

Twilight Yumo even laughed and scolded, "Yang Ming, you are too showy."

"I'm doing harm to the people!" With a reply, Yang Ming's figure jumped into the air.

Raising the Mo Li knife above his head with both hands, the true qi of his whole body poured into the blade, and for a while, the wind howled, in this autumn season, this gust of wind came so inopportunely.

The fat man and the pawns around him watched this scene with horror on their faces, and their bodies seemed to be welded in place, until a gust of wind formed around them and swept them into the sky.

For a while, there were constant cries and begs for mercy. It's just that for these grass cobs, Yang Ming knows that if he shows mercy to them, he will be cruel to ordinary people, and Yang Ming has not been soft in the slightest.

"The Wind Stops."

Unlike Wind Breath, this trick is the breath of these grass cowards. Yang Ming slashed the knife down, and in the huge wind tornado, a golden dragon phantom appeared.

With a dragon groan, the figure of the golden dragon condensed. In a few breaths, there were about 800 grass cobs, except for a few who escaped, and the corpses of the others were all piled together, forming a small mountain.