", it turned out to be him!"

Lifan's face shook, and he couldn't help but think of a madman with a cloak and a black iron sword, when he was young, this guy gave him an indelible impression, he vaguely remembered that more than thirty years ago, when he was still in the Tongqi realm, the owner of this black iron sword reached the peak of the Tongqi realm, and his strength was terrifying.

At that time, when the state lord had just broken through the Tongshen realm and reached the peak state of his cultivation, he seemed to have a dispute with this person, and then there was a big battle, and the result was no matter whether he won or lost, and he was stunned in the city lord's mansion and scolded angrily for a few days before he broke up unhappily.

The master of this black iron sword uses the realm of the Enlightenment Realm to fight against the Xuanyuan of the Divine Realm, and the strength of this internal force is so strong that the combat power is terrifying, it is simply unimaginable. Sometimes Lifan feels a little scary when he thinks about it, only a strong person like him who has a spiritual realm can understand that the gap between the two can almost be expressed in words.

"It turned out to be his disciple, no wonder the combat power is so terrifying!" Nodding slightly, Li Fan suddenly came over a little suddenly, if it was really that person's disciple, the combat power was so terrifying.

......

"This sword?"

In a hidden corner, the beautiful woman looked at the dark iron sword in Yang Ming's hand, her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a trace of memory flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Wen Ruyu on the side didn't seem to notice her mother's one, and looked at the fierce battle in the field with interest, Yang Ming's growth was really a little unexpected by her expectations, if you want to describe it in two words, it can only be a pervert.

In just four years, he has changed from an ordinary person to the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, and he is undefeated against an old Tongmai Realm Great Perfection, which seems to be a bit of a bit of a comfortable taste.

This kind of potential, even if it is a genius guard under his father's hands, he may not have his kind of talent, if he cultivates it a little, maybe Yun Longwei will appear a great powerhouse.

As soon as she thought of this, Wen Ruyu felt that her original actions were very wise, not only getting the recipes for spirits and perfumes from Yang Ming, but also getting an amazing genius.

However, when he thought that he had agreed to Yang Ming's conditions at the beginning, which did not restrict his freedom, and Yun Longwei was just a gimmick, he regretted it a little in his heart, a person like Yang Ming must be pulled into his father's camp, and it would be even more perfect if he could become his real guard.

Wen Ruyu touched her white chin, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and then flashed thoughtfully.

......

In the field, Yang Ming didn't know that his identity had been revealed, and looking at the cold knife light around him, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

With a turn of his body, he stepped on the seven-star pace and wandered beside the old man, although he did not take the initiative to attack, but speed was also a kind of strength, and no one ridiculed Yang Ming for wanting to win by speed.

Some shrewd guys seemed to see that Yang Ming was not so easy to deal with, and their hearts suddenly became vigilant.

These people can be selected by Yun Longwei, which shows that they are not simple, they always have something extraordinary, and they are all shrewd like ghosts, so in the process of seeing the two fighting, they secretly made up their minds in their hearts that they must subdue Yang Ming at the first time, otherwise, with their speed, I am afraid that they will really not be able to control Yang Ming, and in the end, even if they break away and die, they may not be able to take it down.

Almost all of the people who were able to enter the Yunlongwei had been on the battlefield for a long time and rolled over in the bloody wind and rain, so after seeing the battle between the two, they quickly made their best judgment.

"Old man, it's the last resort!"

At the moment when the swords collided, a faint laughing voice came into the old man's ears, causing his face to change wildly, and he immediately shouted: "Cloud and rain sword trick, travel clouds and rain!"

The two Silver Moon scimitars slashed through the air, and the surging internal force gushed out, and its sword light suddenly became more shiny, and the attack became much more intensive, like a starry sky raining, making people feel like they were overwhelmed.

Seeing this knife, Yang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, this old man's strength is indeed qualified to say such arrogant words, if it is replaced by an ordinary late stage of the Tongmai Realm, it is estimated that he has been carried down by someone now.

Moreover, the old man's sword is clever, even if the ordinary Tongmai Realm Great Perfection may not be able to follow, not to mention, a young man in the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, at least, the old man thinks so.

At this time, many people mentioned the spirit of twelve, staring at the scene of the sword light and sword shadow, they wanted to see if Yang Ming could avoid this knife.

The sword light slashed through the void, and the terrifying energy seemed to tear the space and tear Yang Ming to pieces, the sword light like a piece of snowflakes had already sealed Yang Ming's retreat, even if he wanted to rely on his body to dodge this knife, I am afraid it would be a little late.

"Jiang, it's still old and spicy!"

"Hehe, you have all forgotten, did Lao Xu Tou become famous in the rivers and lakes back then?"

"Three knives in the clouds?"

Those people under the ring, seeing the old man using his own stunts, couldn't help but show regret on their faces, this old Xu Tou obviously wanted to take down Yang Ming in one fell swoop, in this way, there was nothing to do with them, this thousand military exploits were destined to become the old guy's bag.

Glancing at the cold and glittering sword light, Yang Ming took a deep breath, and the black iron sword pouring down in his hand was suddenly raised, and the internal force on his body quietly burst out, swinging it with a thunderous momentum.

In an instant, an incomparably huge sword cover slowly formed, maintaining Yang Ming inside, and seeing this scene, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's ......"

The person who can stand here will naturally not have too bad a vision, this swordsmanship that Yang Ming performed seems to be unremarkable, but in fact, the defense ability is particularly strong, according to their guess, even Lao Xutou's Yunyu Sword Technique may not be able to break through this defense.

Moreover, this sword has extremely strict requirements for the body, the strength alone must reach the inhuman level, and there are also great requirements for the control of internal force, according to his own qualifications, there is no more than ten years of time, and he has made achievements in cultivating this sword, but Yang Ming is only a teenager, how can he successfully cultivate such a mysterious swordsmanship, could it be, this is the legendary demon?

Looking at the battle in the field with blazing eyes, some smart guys had already come back to their senses, recalled Yang Ming's words at the end of the contract, and suddenly slapped themselves on the body, and secretly screamed: "It's a trick!"

"This little bunny!"

Some old people who came back to their senses couldn't help but laugh and cry on their faces. (To be continued.) )