Chapter 220: Torture and Killing (I)

Hearing Yang Ming's words, everyone's hearts suddenly chuckled.

The evil boy licked his scarlet lips, feeling the surging power in his body, and a touch of intoxication flashed on his face, this is the real power, compared to his previous self, the gap is too big.

The scarlet gaze swept away, fell on Yang Ming's body, smiled at him, and said, "I think you have already seen our identity, so it is even more difficult to leave you." ”

When the words fell, the young man palmed his hand, and a black dagger appeared in the palm of his hand, and then his body shook, only to see a gorgeous sound of breaking wind rushing towards Yang Ming, and at an incomparable speed, it directly hit Yang Ming's chest.

Yang Ming put away the indifference on his face, and for the first time showed a trace of solemnity, this young man's strength was a little beyond his expectations, in order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, Yang Ming had to cheer up very energetically, at that moment, he stepped out, kicked his right foot heavily on the sword bag, and the black iron sword rose into the sky.

The young man's speed was very fast, but Yang Ming's speed was even faster, and when the black iron sword rose into the sky, his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and then swept directly towards the young man with an indescribable momentum.

The black iron sword itself was as heavy as a thousand pounds, coupled with Yang Ming's perverted power, so when the black iron sword was swung out, a piercing sound of breaking the air suddenly resounded, instantly penetrating everyone's eardrums.

"This power ......"

Guan Xiong heard this strange sound of breaking the wind, his scalp suddenly went numb, and his eyes looking at Yang Ming were full of horror, with his eyes, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of this sword, if he got along with the young man in a different place, Guan Xiong did not have a trace of I can take this sword, after all, just listening to the sound of this breaking wind is enough to feel the power of this sword.

"This time, the junior brother has met an opponent. "Not only Guan Xiong saw the doorway of this sword, but even the senior brothers of the evil boy also saw that Yang Ming was not simple, and his face became very solemn, if he really wants to fight, his junior brother may not be the opponent of others!

"I was worried that I couldn't find you, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door by yourself!" Yang Ming smiled coldly at the evil boy and said, "Since they are all here, then leave them all!"

Yang Ming's face was expressionless, his palm shook, and he saw the black iron sword slashing down angrily in a strange arc.

Seeing this, the evil young man's face changed suddenly, he knew that he had underestimated Yang Ming again, and with this sword alone, the strength of the other party was not below him.

Thinking of this, the young man's face became extremely solemn.

"Damn, this is the master who came out of that...... the young man secretly complained in his heart, in Tiecheng, their identity is very sensitive, if they can't fight quickly, then what awaits them will be endless pursuit, after all, not long ago, they just wiped out a few small sects, and they are being wanted by the famous and decent sects in Tiecheng, if the movement here is too big and attracts the attention of those people, then their group will be finished, and it is very likely to drag down their division commanders......

Thinking of this, the evil boy gritted his teeth, in the face of Yang Ming's domineering sword, he did not choose to retreat, but instead sped up his speed, close to Yang Ming's side, even if he was seriously injured this time, he had to quickly solve Yang Ming, otherwise, the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

"Give me death!"

The young man's face was hideous, staring at Yang Ming who was close at hand, a flash of madness flashed in his scarlet eyes, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he would lose his mind at any time.

"Do you want to fight hard? Do you really think that if you use the secret method, I can't help you?" A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the corners of Yang Ming's mouth couldn't help but tilt slightly, the strength of this evil boy is indeed good, but this speed is no different from a snail in Yang Ming's eyes.

The black dagger was in the young man's hand, like an arm and finger, like a black elf, cutting an arc of light in the void, only taking Yang Ming's throat.

Seeing this, Yang Ming did not have the slightest panic on his face, some were just faint mockery, the young man wanted to kill himself with this method of killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred, this was simply a fool's dream.

"Although your speed is good, in my eyes, it is still too slow, and besides, it seems that your Blood Sea Divine Skill can't be cultivated......" Yang Ming sneered, his voice fell, his footsteps slipped backwards, and the black iron sword that he swung out was suddenly retracted, and then disappeared with a strange seven-star step.

Seeing this, the young man's face changed violently, Yang Ming not only had amazing strength, but also terrifying speed, how could he fight this, just when his thoughts were in turmoil, a joking voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hehe, fighting with me, and distracted, I really don't know whether to live or die!" The voice fell, and the young man only felt that his scalp exploded, and he didn't want to think about it, so he hurriedly slapped it with his backhand, only to see a palm print and a black shadow collide in mid-air, and the terrifying internal force wave suddenly exploded, causing the stone bricks on the ground to shatter.

Boom!

A dull sound sounded, and everyone only heard the low sound of collision, mixed with the sound of bones shattering, and the next moment, a figure suddenly flew out towards the back, smashing the wall, and the strong force made cracks appear on the wall.

"Poof!"

After being hit so hard, the young man couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he lay on the ground with a sluggish breath, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing this, those Blood Sea Sect disciples standing next to Li Chenxin hurriedly flew out and maintained the Youth League, the young man was their master's favorite disciple, if the latter had any accident here, then when they returned to the Xingyuan Dart Bureau, they would definitely not be able to escape punishment.

"Boy, the person who dares to hurt my Blood Sea Gate is really looking for death!" The older young man stared at Yang Ming coldly, as if a poisonous snake was staring at his prey, today, no matter what, he couldn't let Yang Ming go, otherwise, this mission would be declared a failure, in this way, even his master would be punished by the sect.

"Heh, are you finally willing to report your identity?" Looking at a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes, Yang Ming suddenly smiled, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

"Even if you report it, anyway, from today onwards, the Guan dart game will be in ruins, and not even a dog will be alive here!"

The young man sneered gloomily, and stepped out, and the momentum of the Great Perfection of the Tongmai Realm burst out, enveloping everyone in the entire Guan Clan's Dart Bureau, and then, one after another, the disciples of the Blood Sea Gate stepped forward, and the momentum on their bodies surged out, surrounding the people of the Guan Clan's Dart Bureau, clasping their hands on their chests, and looking at Yang Ming with a playful look. (To be continued.) )