"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Between the shuttles of the body, there was a constant explosion of gold and iron handover, and every time there was a disciple of the Black Dragon Temple, who spat blood from his mouth, flew out from the spot backwards, and slammed on the ground, and after struggling a few times, he fell weakly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking up at the crowd of fierce battles between the two sides, Hei Qiu's originally gloomy face instantly calmed down, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and secretly puzzled: "Who is this person, why is the number of shots so strange?"

Although Yunzhou is vast and rich, and martial arts are like stars in the sky, there are countless of them, but there are not many of these martial arts that can really be put on the table, and there are only the martial arts of the two top sects of the righteous and demonic sects.

Hei Qiu knew in his heart that anyone who could come here was a disciple of those profound sect families in Yunzhou, however, Hei Qiu asked himself to be considered knowledgeable, as long as Yang Ming was a person from those sects in Yunzhou, at the moment when the latter made a move, Hei Qiu was confident enough to judge the identity of the other party.

However, after a battle, Yang Ming's methods were extremely simple and domineering, opening and closing, like a violent tank, quite his style, but from beginning to end, he couldn't see Yang Ming's way of coming, whether it was his body or the way he made his sword, he was unheard of.

Hei Qiu knew that Yang Ming's swordsmanship was self-created and unique, not to mention him, even if the most learned old monk of Heilong Temple came, he would never be able to see Yang Ming's way.

Seeing his fellow disciples fly out one after another, seriously injured, the corners of Hei Hu's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, Yang Ming's strength was really beyond his expectations, from the confrontation that had just started, Hei Hu naturally saw that Yang Ming did not use all his strength, but even so, he beat the most powerful disciple of their Black Dragon Temple.

"Who is this person, and why have you never heard anything about him in the rivers and lakes......?"

In Hei Hu's opinion, the opponent's strength is definitely above his own, even if it is a complete victory, he is definitely not his opponent, not to mention, now he has used the six-character motto twice in a row, and he has spent too much energy, at this moment, he just wants to find a comfortable place to sleep well.

"You're not his opponent, all stand down!" After pondering for a long time, Hei Qiu shook the Zen staff in his hand and said slowly.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Black Dragon Temple retreated without thinking about it, and glanced at their senior brother with some puzzlement, I don't know why he spoke out to stop him at such a time.

In this regard, Yang Ming did not choose to chase after the victory, but looked at Hei Hu with a sneer on his face, as if he wanted to see what tricks the other party wanted to play.

"Your Excellency, today I have been planted in the Black Dragon Temple!" Taking a deep breath, the Black Hume stared at Yang Ming on the opposite side, and immediately waved his hand towards the disciples of the Black Dragon Temple, gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

In any case, Hei Hu is also a rare genius, so he knows better than anyone else in his heart, but all geniuses are extremely arrogant, and their threats are useless in front of others, and with the strength of others, even if they are in their heyday, they may not be able to keep others, not to mention, they are now at the end of their crossbow.

Therefore, sometimes, when it is time to bow your head, you have to bow your head, otherwise, if you don't get the treasure, you will lose your life, as a person in the Demon Sect, Hei Hu is not willing to do such a stupid thing.

"Let's go?" Yang Ming couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled dumbly: "You may not have this opportunity"

"Hmph, although Your Excellency's strength is good, if I want to leave, you are not qualified to stay!" raised his eyebrows, a faint cold color flashed between the black eyebrows, and then he sneered, turned around and was about to jump into the grass, but at this moment, a ghostly figure appeared in front of him at some point.

"I never say big things, and today none of you can leave. When Yang Ming's figure just appeared, he rushed towards the black humerus at an incredible speed, like a cheetah moving forward in the night, giving people a feeling of palpitations.

The heavy iron sword swung in the air, and the strong internal force gushed out, like a towering mountain, and pressed wildly towards the black humerus.

Looking at the terrifying oppressive wind, there was not the slightest panic on the black humerus's delicate face, but there was a thick and solemn one in the pupils.

"I've met my opponent......"

Judging from Yang Ming's way of shooting, the other party is obviously the same as him, he has gone through the stage of refining the body, and his strength is much stronger than others.

"You don't have to worry about me, withdraw first!" Seeing that all the junior disciples rushed towards him, Heihu's face suddenly sank, and he hurriedly shouted.

Hei Qiu knew in his heart that this was a conspiracy, once these people rushed up to save themselves, the end would definitely be very miserable, and in the end, none of them could escape.

Hearing this, Yang Ming suddenly snorted coldly, the black iron heavy sword slammed into the Zen staff, the sound of the handover of gold and iron, in a violent firelight, the black and yellow torrents crashed together, and the terrifying air wave shock wave rippled in all directions.

At this time, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect who were nearby had already avoided it far away, and even the disciples of the Black Dragon Temple who wanted to rush up to the rescue were slightly stunned, and immediately retreated like a tide, but they didn't dare to leave too far.

The two collided, and the terrifying air wave splashed up the mud and debris flying all over the sky, feeling the somewhat numb arms, Hei Hu's heart was suddenly shocked, the latter's strength was once again beyond his expectations, originally thought that the strength of the other party was almost the same as in his heyday, but he didn't expect that after the first fight, he found that the gap between the strength of the two was really not a star and a half.

Volleyed a sword, Yang Ming suddenly turned around, and with a slam on the spot, the terrifying sword qi came from the bottom up, and suddenly killed the black humerus's chest, just like this, you come and go, after the two sides fought each other like lightning for more than ten rounds, the black humerus was finally at a disadvantage, almost being pressed and beaten by Yang Ming.

"What the master said is really right, this world is big, there are no surprises, you must not underestimate the people of the world, although our Black Dragon Temple is in a corner, the foundation is strong, but after all, it still relies too much on external forces, so that the internal force in the dantian can only be the same as ordinary people, it seems incomparably vain......"

Feeling that blood was already faintly flowing from the tiger's mouth, the arm that grabbed the Zen staff was trembling, as if it was about to fall to the ground at any time...... (To be continued.) )