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It's no wonder that Ouyang Ke was already infatuated with Huang Rong Chao Si Dusk in the future, but he still tried to tease Mu Nianci with the consequences of offending Yang Kang, but he really died in the hands of the angry Yang Kang.

Although Mu Nianci was very moving, a man wanted to bully her and tease her when he saw her, but Yang Ming didn't have any thoughts about her.

Obviously he had good intentions and wanted to save Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci, the father and daughter, but they were misunderstood as the obscene scum of Ouyang Ke, Yang Ming could only smile bitterly, and then returned to Zhao Wangfu.

Zhao Wangfu enshrined the five masters, of course, they were not raised as idlers.

These five masters must live in King Zhao's mansion for a period of time every year, and be at the disposal of King Zhao Wanyan Honglie at any time.

Now in the Zhao Wangfu, there are not only Ouyang Ke and Sha Tongtian, Hou Tonghai, and Peng Lianhu, but even the Lingzhi Master and Liang Ziweng have also come to the Zhao Wangfu.

Yang Ming returned to the Zhao Wangfu and came to the hall, and saw Wan Yankang sitting on the main seat, and the guests on the left and right sides were the five masters and Ouyang Ke enshrined in the Zhao Wangfu.

"Brother Yang Ming, you're finally here! We've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Seeing Yang Ming come in, Wan Yankang immediately got up and greeted him.

"The six seats below are all full, Brother Yang Ming will sit on them with me!"

After speaking, he pulled Yang Ming towards the main seat.

Seeing that Yang Ming was about to sit down on the seat with Yan Kang, the Lingzhi Venerable Master, who was wearing a robe and had a big bald head, got up and stopped in front of the two.

The little monk has heard the name of this Yang Ming son for a long time, but he has never had the opportunity to get acquainted, and he asked the little prince to introduce it to us. ”

"This is Xiao Wang's negligence!"

Wan Yankang smiled, turned to Yang Ming and said.

"Brother Yang Ming, this master is one of the five masters enshrined in our Zhao Palace, his tantric mudra is powerful in Tibet, and he is also a well-known master in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Amitabha! The little prince has won the prize, and the little monk is ashamed!"

The Master of Wisdom bowed his head and saluted Wan Yan Kang, and then said to Yang Ming.

"I heard that Yang Ming's son's martial arts are strong, I don't know what school the son came from? Who is the master? If you don't mind, please ask the son to help the little monk. ”

The so-called [Wen Wu No. 1 Wu Wu No. 2], the five masters of Zhao Wangfu also have a ranking battle in private.

Ouyang Ke is the nephew of Ouyang Feng, and his identity can only be regarded as a collaborator of Zhao Wangfu, so the ranking of the five masters has always excluded him.

But Yang Ming is just a kid of unknown origin, and he doesn't have the support of the four peerless masters behind him, but he can be so valued by the little prince Wan Yankang, it is no wonder that the Lingzhi Master will be dissatisfied with Yang Ming.

As for Sha Tongtian, Hou Tonghai and Peng Lianhu, they had seen Yang Ming's martial arts, so they naturally didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction with Yang Ming, and at this time, they also looked at Yang Ming and the Lingzhi Venerable with a good look.

"I've heard the Venerable Master's name for a long time, and I'd like to learn your Mahamudra and Poison Sand Palm!

After Yang Ming finished smiling, he stretched out his left hand to the Lingzhi Master.

Seeing Yang Ming holding on to his feet like this, the Venerable Lingzhi's face sank, and then he urged his internal force, and his right palm slammed on Yang Ming's left palm.

After the palms intersected, Yang Ming felt that the Venerable Master's right palm was getting hotter and hotter, as if the Venerable Master's right palm had turned into a burning coal.

This spiritual master was not only urging the positive internal force, but there was also a fierce fire poison in his palm that invaded Yang Ming's left palm.

"Is this the Venerable Master's poisonous sand palm?

Although the Venerable Master was a first-class master with profound internal strength, his tantric mudra was not brilliant, but this poisonous sand palm was poisonous, which could be poured into the enemy's body when the palm power intersected, and if the poisoned person did not save himself in time, he was afraid that he would definitely die.

In the original book, the Iron-Footed Immortal King, whose internal strength was superior to that of the Venerable Master, was burned half to death by the fierce fire poison after being hit by the poisonous sand palm.

Although the martial art of [Poisonous Sand Palm] is vicious, if the opponent's internal strength is deeper than his own, it will be difficult to pour fire poison into the opponent's body.

Sensing that the Master of Lingzhi had poured the fire poison of the poisonous sand palm into his left palm, Yang Ming immediately urged his true qi and poured this fire poison back again.

"What did you do—"

Sensing the fire poison flowing back, the Lingzhi Master hurriedly retracted his palm, and then looked at Yang Ming with a frightened gaze.

If he hadn't taken it in time, once the fire poison was poured into the meridians of his right hand by Yang Ming's true qi, then he would have to try what those who had been hit by his poisonous sand palm felt before they died.

"It's just that I used the other way to give back to the other! Master Lingzhi, I have already taken your palm, you can also take my palm and try it!"

Yang Ming slammed his left palm out and slammed it on the Venerable Master's chest, pouring a stream of true qi into the Venerable Master's internal organs.

"Hmm...... It's hot, it's hot...... It's hot to death...... I want water...... Give me water......

After being hit by Yang Ming's palm, although the Master Lingzhi was not injured and vomited blood, he took off his robe, and then ran outside while tearing the clothes on his body.

The internal strength cultivated by the Master of Spiritual Wisdom was originally a fiery masculine internal force, but Yang Ming's true qi was an extreme yang attribute.

When Yang Ming poured the True Qi into the Venerable Master, it was like a flame that ignited dry wood, causing the positive internal force on the Venerable Master to boil and burn.

Seeing the Lingzhi Master running out like a madman, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time looked at Yang Ming's gaze more vigilantly.

Bang Bang Bang -

"Young Master Yang Ming is really a good skill! Ouyang Ke, the uncle Ouyang Feng! It's really ...... to have the honor to meet Gongzi today."

Ouyang Ke clapped his hands and walked over.

But Yang Ming didn't look at him, turned around and walked in front of Liang Ziweng.

Liang Ziweng was plucked out of his hair and turned bald by the northern beggar Hong Qigong because of his evil deeds in his early years, and Yang Ming recognized his identity just by seeing his hair.

"This must be Liang Ziweng's senior! Yang Ming of the Xiahuashan faction has always admired the prestige of the old-timer, and it is really fortunate to see him today!"

Liang Ziweng's martial arts and the Lingzhi Master were only between them, and seeing that Yang Ming easily defeated the Lingzhi Master but was so respectful and polite to himself, Liang Ziweng hurriedly stood up and said.

"Childe is really polite! The old man is already a person with half a foot in the ground, how dare he compare with a young and handsome man like Childe?"

"The old-timers are so kind! We can meet the old-timers today, we need to have a good drink or two. ”

To be honest, Yang Ming himself felt numb and disgusting and wanted to vomit.

But on this Liang Ziweng's body, there is a treasure that he has been planning for a long time, which is the treasure snake that Liang Ziweng spent 20 years of hard work to raise.

As long as you drink the blood of Liang Ziweng's treasure snake, you can not only get a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, but also increase your strength for twenty years.

When Guo Jing left the desert, he couldn't even beat the four ghosts of the Yellow River, but after he drank the blood of Liang Ziweng's treasure snake, he immediately seemed to be a different person, not only defeated Ouyang Ke and Mei Chaofeng successively, but later he was able to fight against innate masters such as Ouyang Feng of Western Poison and Zhu Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang.

Although according to the original book, Liang Ziweng's treasure snake blood should belong to Guo Jing's adventure, but Yang Ming is originally a person who has no discipline, and if he doesn't take this kind of treasure in front of him, it should really be thundered by the sky.

Although the five masters enshrined in Zhao Wangfu are quite prestigious, how can they be compared with the four masters.

Because Ouyang Ke is the nephew of Ouyang Feng, even King Zhao Wanyan Honglie conceded three points to Ouyang Ke, and the five masters of Zhao Wangfu were three points shorter in front of Ouyang Ke.

But now, Yang Ming actually ignored him Ouyang Ke.

Seeing Yang Ming and Liang Ziweng talking happily, Ouyang Ke suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up a glass of wine and said.

"Young Master Yang Ming! Xiaosheng Ouyang Ke, it is a great honor to be able to meet Gongzi, and I also invite Gongzi to drink this wine with a face. ”

Yang Ming turned around and took the wine glass from Ouyang Ke's hand.

"The name of Ouyang Feng, I have admired it for a long time! For your uncle's sake, I drank this glass of wine. ”

After speaking, Yang Ming drank all the wine in the cup.

"Brother Yang Ming......"

"Yang Ming Gongzi ......"

Wan Yankang and Liang Ziweng wanted to stop Yang Ming, but they were both one step too late.

Ouyang Feng's poisoning technique can be called the first in the world, although Ouyang Ke does not learn and has no skills, but he also has a rather weak poison kung fu, and the glass of wine just now was poured into extremely violent snake venom by him.

Seeing that Yang Ming had already drunk the wine, Wan Yankang's face sank, and he looked at Ouyang Ke and said.

"Ouyang Gongzi, everyone is their own people! Even if Brother Yang Ming has any disrespect for you, you shouldn't harm him, hurry up and take out the antidote!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Ouyang Ke took out the paper fan and opened it, and said while shaking the fan.

"Since everyone is their own person, as long as Yang Minggongzi bows his head to me and admits his mistakes, I will take out the antidote to him. ”

"Ouyang Ke, you deserve to let me bow my head? It's a joke!"

Yang Ming sneered disdainfully, and then opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black saliva at Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke hurriedly dodged sideways, and the black saliva fell on the pillar next to him, corroding the ironwood pillar inward about an inch deep.

Looking at the scene on the pillar, Ouyang Ke said with wide eyes and disbelief.

"You actually forced my snake venom out? Who are you? Who is your master? Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master or Northern Beggar Hong Qigong? Or Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing?"

As for my master, his old man is not in this world at all. ”

Feng Buping is still laughing at the world of rivers and lakes, of course, it has nothing to do with this world, but others misunderstand that Yang Ming's master is dead.

"Your master is dead...... Could it be that your master is Wang Chongyang, the supernatural power? No! According to your age, you were not born when Wang Chongyang died! Who are you?

"Okay, okay! Don't argue anymore, the little prince is inviting everyone to a banquet today, let's hurry up and take a seat!"

Liang Ziweng broke into the middle of Yang Ming and Ouyang Ke and became a peacemaker.

Although Yang Ming had the intention to kill Ouyang Ke, a flower thief who was even worse than Tian Boguang, it was not the time to make a move, so he turned around and sat on the seat that originally belonged to the Lingzhi Master.

Right now, the Venerable Lingzhi was burning his body with his True Qi, and even if he soaked in cold water, it would take an hour to dissolve Yang Ming's True Qi.

Ouyang Ke snorted coldly and returned to his seat dissatisfied.

Although Yang Ming has all kinds of peculiarities, as the young master of White Camel Mountain and the nephew of Ouyang Ke of Western Poison, when did he suffer from this kind of.

If Yang Ming is a disciple of the other four masters, forget it, what the hell is the Huashan faction that has no reputation at all on the rivers and lakes, if you don't teach Yang Ming a lesson, wouldn't you fall into the prestige of the White Camel Mountain and the Western Poison Ouyang Feng.