In the sight of the purple girl, the entire cottage fell into an eerie tranquility.

The bandits didn't dare to speak out of fear, while the purple girl thought that Yang Ming should have some follow-up, and at this time, she had already found her position, and she was still waiting for Yang Ming's next move.

But Yang Ming was speechless at this time, Fang Cai's palm that completely crushed the courage of all the bandits had drained his strength, and now he was so weak that even a child could push him down.

In the fear of the bandits, Yang Ming stood intently, frantically mobilizing the little remaining void cloud energy in his body to recover his strength.

In the passage of time, a bandit who was quite good at observing words and expressions fell to his knees and shouted loudly: "The villain Zhang Qi has seen the big leader, the big leader's wife." ”

With this person's movements, the other bandits suddenly realized that they had surrendered, and fell to the ground one by one, and under the chain effect, hundreds of people had already knelt in front of Yang Ming and Zi Nu in the blink of an eye.

Zi Nu looked at the scene in front of her, and subconsciously opened her mouth, what 'Mrs. Big Chief', but her reason made her suppress what she wanted to say for the first time, now is not the time to make extraneous branches.

Yang Ming looked at the scene in front of him, even if he knew that what was just a rabble in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

Looking at the men, women and children kneeling in the cottage, they are all human beings, living people, but now they are all prostrate at their feet, and all this is exchanged for their strength.

Between the life of the great husband and heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under people for a long time. Feeling the awe of the hundreds of people in front of him, Yang Ming instinctively sounded this sentence in his mind.

At this moment, Yang Ming understood why he hadn't comprehended the Wind God Leg in the past ten years.

In the past fifteen years of his life, the son of a farmer has only sought to survive, and deep down he has only the sorrow of being a stranger in a foreign land as a traveler.

The maturity and stability that Uncle Biao saw from him also verified that there was still a lack of youthful madness in his body, and just as the weight of Pai Yunzhang was more important than love, the meaning of Fengshen's legs was in a crazy word,

And Yang Ming has had everything in his life for more than ten years in the past, except for the lack of madness that a young man should have.

But now it was different, when he decided to use the power of him and Zi Nu to capture a Black Wind Village, that wisp of madness belonging to Yang Ming was already brewing.

When he killed the leaders of the Black Wind Village, that wisp of madness had already completed its growth, and at this moment, the youthful righteousness that belonged to Yang Ming, and the madness that belonged to the teenager had been completely generated, and the cultivation threshold of the Wind God Leg was still broken.

In response to the bandits, there was only the whistling sound of the north wind, and at this time, Yang Ming's mind completely sank into another matter.

In the depths of his soul, the image of the wind god's legs, which had not been lit up for more than ten years, lit up at this moment, and between the leg exercises of a human figure, wisps of energy were integrated into Yang Ming's body.

With the influx of wisps of energy, the Void Cloud Energy, which was already almost dry, suddenly became active, continued to grow, and gradually evolved into another kind of energy: Divine Wind Energy.

As the Divine Wind Energy swam through the body, more and more Void Cloud Energy was mobilized, and the newly appeared Divine Wind Energy was like boiling oil falling into water, making the already Yang Ming's weak and dead Void Cloud Energy boil again.

Wisps of Void Cloud Energy frantically collided in Yang Mingdi's body, turning into an even more violent Divine Wind Force, and the Divine Wind Energy continued to evolve Void Cloud Strength, growing even stronger.

At this moment, in Yang Ming's body, the wind was surging.

The Wind God Leg and the Cloud Drain Palm Quilt are one of the basic martial arts that constitute the Three Points of Returning to the Vitality, although the Divine Wind Jin and the Void Cloud Energy evolved by the two are two completely different internal forces.

But at this time, a perfect cycle can be formed between the two, the wind moves the void clouds, the void clouds become the wind, and the wind and clouds are combined, which is a more powerful force.

At this moment, in Yang Ming's body, the Divine Wind Energy and the Void Cloud Energy formed a perfect cycle, and in just a moment, Yang Ming's body, which was still almost dry, had already recovered fifty percent of its internal strength.

In the depths of Yang Ming's soul, the first four styles of the Wind God Legs were all lit up, namely the first type of chasing the wind and catching shadows, the second type of wind in the strong grass, the third type of rain and wind, and the fourth type of vigorous and resolute, between the phantom exercises, it was just an instant, and the first style of the Wind God Legs had been mastered by Yang Ming.

The first type of wind god leg chasing wind and shadow, based on the light power body method, is the essence of the wind god leg method, itself is not aggressive, but the speed of the person who practices this style is shadowless, fast as a meteor, is the most extreme light power body method.

When Yang Ming comprehended the wind god's legs in the depths of his soul, the entire cottage was silent, only the sound of suppressed breathing and the whistling of the north wind.

Gradually, the purple girl realized Yang Ming's abnormality, and among the many bandits, there were also one or two people with exquisite thoughts.

The silent silence reminded them of a possibility.

"Brothers, do it, the big villain has no strength, he is bluffing." Suddenly, a loud shout came, completely breaking the peace of the cottage.

As soon as the words fell, among the bandits who had been up and down before, one person grabbed the bow and arrow beside him, and suddenly jumped up, and the arrow was already pointed at Yang Ming.

"Be careful." Realizing that Yang Ming might have fallen into some kind of mysterious epiphany, the purple girl subconsciously stood in front of Yang Ming.

The speed of Yang Ming is faster than that of the Purple Girl, far beyond the speed of the cloud trace phantom blooming at Yang Ming's feet, the first type of wind god leg to catch the wind and catch the shadow, the speed is so fast, it can catch the wind and catch the afterimage.

The purple girl could almost only see an afterimage out of the corner of her eye, and the bandit who raised the bow and arrow didn't have time to release the arrow, but was already kicked out by a leg shadow, and in a muffled snort, it was a blood flower blooming.

Only then did the purple girl fix her eyes on the situation in front of her, in her sight, while Yang Ming kicked the bandit who raised his bow to resist, he slapped his palm on a bandit who was still kneeling beside him, and in the sound of broken bones, another person was killed.

"You seem to be very courageous." Yang Ming looked around at the bandits coldly and said in a calm tone.

"How dare the villain wipes the tiger whiskers of the big leader, it is all Zhao Gouliu's lard that guy is blinded and extremely arrogant." Zhang Qi, the thief who knelt down first, hurriedly grabbed the tunnel with his head.

It's too filmable, mysterious and powerful palms, so fast that it's almost invisible, such an existence, what else to resist.

Besides, he is a bandit who doesn't even rank in the cottage, and he doesn't care if he changes the leader at all.

There is even a faint expectation in his heart, now that all the big and small leaders of Black Wind Village have been killed, will he also be able to get a seat for a small leader?

With Zhang Qi's drive, the bandits who barely had a trace of luck and impulsiveness all gave up struggling.

Now they don't dare to gamble, they are alive and well, whether it was before or now, they can't enjoy the treatment of big and small leaders, so why bother to work hard?

"There shouldn't be any surprises right now." The purple girl looked at the scene in front of her, and her tense nerves completely relaxed.

As the nerves relaxed, the purple girl instantly felt the pain from her back, and under that sharp claw, even if it was blocked by a thick winter coat, three deep scars were still left.

Just because the situation was undecided, the purple girl couldn't take care of the injury, and now the pain that was eating into the soul really dominated every inch of the purple girl's nerves.