And he continued to sacrifice seven magic swords to attack the old man who drove the car. Seeing this scene, Zhou Ruoyun on the side no longer stood idly by, although he only had the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he also tried to sacrifice a magic weapon to block the flying sword, but unfortunately, after all, the gap in cultivation was too big, even if Yang Ming hurriedly reined in his strength, he still knocked Zhou Ruoyun dozens of meters away with one blow.

After falling to the ground, seeing that the old man who was driving the car had been suppressed by Yang Ming's sword array, Zhou Ruoyun's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of shock, but he shouted in his mouth: "Uncle Qing, leave me alone, you go first, you must tell your father about this matter!"

"Please seniors must keep this person!" the third prince heard Zhou Ruoyun's shout, and said more behind him.

Yang Ming sneered and ignored him, but there was no ambiguity in his hand, and he sacrificed two sets of flying swords to attack that Qingbo. For a while, a full twenty-one flying swords formed three groups of sword formations, even if that Qing Bo showed all his strength, he couldn't get rid of the sword formation at all, and was suppressed by Yang Ming.

However, Yang Ming was obviously not satisfied with just suppressing it, and while controlling the sword array, he condensed a divine sense thorn and stabbed at that Qingbo suddenly. Under the two-pronged approach, that Qingbo was just in a trance, and his body was hit by several flying swords, and the dantian was even blocked by Yang Ming in the air, and the magic weapon he controlled also fell to the ground.

"This senior, I promise you, this will take out the free holy decision, and ask the senior's subordinates to be merciful, don't hurt my Qingbo's life!" Seeing Qingbo's defeat, Zhou Ruoyun hurriedly begged Yang Ming loudly.

Seeing that everything was under control, Yang Ming relieved himself a little, and secretly thought that his current strength should be the existence of the first person under the Great Cultivator, after all, he still has a few sword formations that are useless, so he turned to look at the horse offering.

"Thank you Daoyou for saving your life!" Seeing Yang Ming coming over, the horse worshipper hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, seniors, can you tell me the name?" the third prince also said to Yang Ming.

Slanting his eyes at the Third Prince, Yang Ming said unceremoniously: "Don't interject, I hate the Third Prince the most." ”

"Well, yes, yes!" The third prince froze in place for a moment, but he didn't dare to be angry at all, so he had to say with a smile.

"Ma Daoyou, since I saved your life, that means that your life is mine now, right?" Yang Ming smiled slightly, looked at Ma Xian and said.

"What do you mean by this?" Hearing that Yang Ming's tone was wrong, Ma Feng asked vigilantly.

"You and I are not related, you don't think that I have no purpose in saving you, right? Now, you owe me a life, therefore, surrender to me, otherwise, I will take that life back!" Yang Ming didn't bother to say anything, and directly threw the two choices to him.

"You!" Before Ma Xian could make a choice, the third prince couldn't help it at first, and opened his mouth to speak. That's right, if you lose a royal worship in your infancy like this, even if he is a prince, it will be difficult to bear.

However, Yang Ming had no good impression of the third prince at the auction in his heart, where would he let him shout on this occasion, only to see a green flying sword neatly slashing through the neck of the third prince, cutting off his head until the head hit the ground, and the expression on his face was still in disbelief.

This move was obviously beyond the expectations of everyone present, not only Ma Xian, but also Zhou Ruoyun was also frightened, only that Qingbo's face was quite calm, his eyes looked in Yang Ming's direction, and he didn't know what he was thinking.