"Be careful."

Seeing a fist coming towards Lei Wujian from outside the courtyard, Yang Ming hurriedly took out the Qu Yun Sword and blocked the attack.

"Hehe, I'm quite alert." A contemptuous voice came from outside the courtyard.

In an instant, two figures stood on the courtyard wall. One of them was a majestic old man with his hands behind his back, looking at them with disdain, and beside him was a fat man in black who held a long stick in his hand.

"King Tarzan." Yang Ming's gaze was fixed on him. Immediately after that, a sword qi emanated from Yang Ming's body, and it was about to engulf King Taishan in an instant.

The old man beside him, noticing the abnormality, raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly took action to block the attack for King Taishan.

"Interesting, it actually made you break through to the Divine Journey Realm." The old man said in a deep voice, and the contempt on his face gradually subsided, and turned to a trace of solemnity.

King Taishan was startled by Yang Ming's momentum, and he hurriedly hugged his fist at the old man and thanked him, "Thank you Elder Jiang for making a move."

"Old Jiang..." Yang Ming only felt that this person's voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it.

"This seat Jiang Hou." The old man gave his name.

"Senior brother, that fat man in black handed it over to me, he injured Yuluo before, I want to teach him a good lesson." Yan Xiluo leaned into Yang Ming's ear and said.

Yang Ming nodded: "It's okay, you should be careful." As he spoke, Yang Ming sent a message to Xiao Se and Lei Wuji: "If Yan Xiluo is defeated, you two remember to support him. That old man is a master of the Divine Journey Realm, just leave it to me."

Xiao Se and Lei Wuji looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

Yan Xiluo's strength broke through to the half-step iQue Realm, Yang Ming didn't know where he had gotten, it was better to be safe, with the strength of Xiao Se and Su Yuluo's two Heavenly Realms, plus Yan Xiluo, it was more than enough to deal with a Taishan King.

"Jiang Hou?" Yang Ming pretended to be puzzled and said, "I haven't heard of it, how many halls are you?"

Jiang Hou twisted his neck: "King Qin Guang of the First Palace." With that, two fingers stretched out from his right hand, and puffs of black smoke came out from the fingertips, spreading to every part of the city in the blink of an eye.

What was once a sunny sky turned into night in an instant.

In the black mist in the sky, two red eyes appeared, the corners of the eyes emitted a scarlet light, and the eye sockets were covered with bloodshots, just by looking at it, it was like falling into hell.

For a time, there were constant wails and cries in the city.

"This man is strong." Xiao Se and Lei Wuji glanced at each other and said in unison.

"Defeat him as soon as possible, or the whole city will suffer." Yang Ming made up his mind to pay attention. He quickly merged the Quyun Sword with the Water Stopping Sword into one.

When the Wind Thunder Spear appeared, a thunderbolt shot into the black mist in the sky.

Although it was not completely broken, the wailing in the city was quieter.

"It works." Yang Ming was overjoyed, and when he was about to strike again, King Qin Guang's voice came from his ears: "Have you forgotten this seat? In that case, I'll give you a ride."

King Qin Guang's right hand was lightly directed towards Yang Ming, and in the black mist on the horizon, countless grinning grimaces were separated, and they flew towards Yang Ming one by one.

"What kind of move is this? Secret method?"

Yang Ming's expression tightened, he had never seen such a move, and he couldn't find a way to crack it in a short period of time.

"Scattered." Yang Ming shouted at the few people behind him.

At this time, Yan Xiluo was already entangled with King Taishan, Su Yuluo was on the side to respond, and Xiao Se and Lei Wuji were waiting for the opportunity.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, they didn't fight, so they quickly dispersed.

As the first grimace fell, the moment it hit the ground, there was a huge roar, and the force of the explosion completely destroyed the entire courtyard.

Seeing that the second grimace was about to fall, Yang Ming quickly swung the spear in his hand and swept it away with a slam sweep.

"It works."

The wind and thunder gun flashed

After a burst of thunder, the momentum of Yang Ming's whole body suddenly rose several levels.

"Breaking the clouds!"

As soon as a shot came out, thunder flashed in the black fog on the horizon, and with the rapid passage of the wind and thunder gun, the black fog in the sky was broken through a gap.

The sunlight scattered down the incision on the ground, and the situation of the townspeople improved.

"Since you threw away your weapon, you really look down on this seat." King Qin Guang snorted coldly. There was a devastating force between his fingers, and his figure flashed and appeared behind Yang Ming.

The Moli knife on Yang Ming's waist quickly unsheathed, resisting his finger.

"Hmph." Yang Ming let out a muffled snort, and at the same time, his body took a few steps back before he could defuse the impact.

King Qin Guang naturally would not give up such a good opportunity to attack, his figure was like a ghost, wandering around Yang Ming, and every attack was as strong as before.

Yang Ming was a little tired of coping, and the ground under his feet was pressed out of a deep pit.

"Xiao Se, this old man is strength, I'm afraid it's not much weaker than Mo Yi." Lei Wuji said with an anxious face: "Brother Ming was suppressed by him, and he has no power to fight back."

Xiao Se shook his head: "His strength is not as good as Mo Yi, and Yang Ming is also looking for an opportunity, there will be a way to break the situation." He didn't have a bottom in his own heart, the strength of the iQue Xuan Realm was no longer within his reach, and he couldn't see any way for these immortals to fight, so he had to comfort Lei Wuji first. jj.br>

"I remember, you saved Meng Po that day." While retreating, Yang Ming spoke.

"Yes, it's this seat." King Qin Guang said lightly.

"It's now."

When King Qin Guang was speaking, the rhythm of his attack slowed down slightly for a moment, and he probably didn't even notice it. Yang Ming decisively seized the opportunity, and he swung the Moli knife in his hand with all his strength.

For a while, the golden light was very large, and an extremely sharp sword struck King Qin Guang.

"Damn."

King Qin Guang scolded secretly, and had to give up suppressing Yang Ming. In a moment's breath, his figure retreated dozens of feet, and only then did he avoid the golden sword.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth. He had already guessed the identity of King Qin Guang, so he had an idea and said it, which really affected King Qin Guang.

Quickly picked up the wind and thunder spear, and put the Mo Li knife back into the scabbard, Yang Ming took the initiative to meet King Qin Guang.

After a short period of temptation, Yang Ming roughly knew the means of attack of King Qin Guang. I'm afraid that no one can beat his fingering in the whole world, but no matter how strong his fingering is, the attack range is only the length of your arm; And the spear, known as the king of a hundred soldiers, can attack far longer than a human arm.

Yang Ming danced the spear in an orderly manner, and for a while he really suppressed King Qin Guang, quite a taste of punching the master to death.

Unable to find Yang Ming's attack rhythm, King Qin Guang could only be forced to defend.

"In this round of offensive and defensive switching, Yang Ming did a beautiful job." Xiao Se, who was hiding in the distance, couldn't help but praise.

Yang Ming's age is the same as him, and it stands to reason that he will lack combat experience; But judging from Yang Ming's moves, he doesn't look like a young man at all, but more like a soldier who has been fighting for many years.

"Xiao Se." Lei Wuji tugged at his sleeve: "Shall we go to support?"

Xiao Se glanced at the situation on this side, as long as they made a move, King Taishan would be defeated in an instant.

"Go." Xiao Se took out the Wuji stick and hurried over.

Lei Wujian clenched his heart sword and quickly kept up with Xiao Se's pace.