In the cyan storm, Yang Ming was already wet with cold sweat, but his eyes were cold, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Blindly defending will only make you lose faster and worse!"

With his eyes flickering, Yang Ming secretly paid attention in his heart, in the face of such a stormy attack, it was not a good idea to defend.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's eyes were firm, and immediately the dark yellow light in his hand shone, and a full-body yellow giant sword suddenly rose high, abruptly piercing through the cyan storm, and then slammed into the two short spears with a flickering cold light.

The next moment, a scalp-tinging muffled sound rang out, and at the same time, at the place where the two heads collided, a terrifying wave of anger was also set off.

"Get out of here!"

The Ninefold Xuanque Sword slackened slightly in the void, and then spun slightly, and the terrifying strength was incomparably terrifying, directly through the twin spears, and it flew out fiercely.

When the two short spears were shaken away, the eyes of the yellow-robed old man were like the dawn of the sun, and a terrifying essence appeared, and then his body shook slightly, and then he stabilized.

However, after the blow just now, the eyes of the yellow-robed old man obviously showed a deep look of shock.

It wasn't until this moment that the old man in the yellow robe came to his senses completely, the realm of this young man in front of him may only be at the peak of the Tongqi realm, but his real combat power is probably not much weaker than himself!

As soon as he thought of this, the old man in the yellow robe felt like pressing a boulder in his heart, making him almost out of breath.

The sudden scene made everyone in the audience suffocate instantly, especially under Yang Ming's full sword, even the weapon of the old man in the yellow robe was knocked out, and an indescribable horror suddenly surged in everyone's hearts.

Stabilizing his somewhat shaky body, the old man in the yellow robe did not continue to make a move, but his gaze at Yang Ming was full of shock and solemnity.

When the aftermath of the battle in the void completely dissipated, Yang Ming slowly landed, his gaze turned to the frightened yellow-robed old man, and laughed softly: "I said, with you, if you want to keep me, I'm afraid it's not qualified enough." ”

Holding the Ninefold Xuanque Sword with one hand, Yang Ming looked at the yellow-robed old man with a cold gaze, and immediately walked towards the latter step by step, the battle intent on his body was completely ignited like a long-suppressed volcano.

Every time he took a step, the momentum on Yang Ming's body became stronger, and with more than a dozen consecutive steps, the momentum on his body had reached its peak.

Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, everyone still felt a huge coercion, so that they almost didn't catch their breath.

Horror can only be described by the word horror.

"Little guy, who are you?" looked at Yang Ming deeply, and the yellow-robed old man slowly exhaled a breath and asked in a deep voice.

Yang Ming's eyes were cold, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Senior, who is really that heavy?"

Indeed, things have developed to this point, Yang Ming's identity is no longer insignificant, and according to the strength of the old man in the yellow robe, there is almost nothing possible to keep him.

Besides, even if Yang Ming's identity is problematic, in the realm of Bizhou, where there are many masters, can there be any storms.

Thinking of this, the old man in the yellow robe regretted a little bit in his heart, he shouldn't have done it so easily, not only offended a young man with a mysterious identity, but also put himself in an embarrassing situation.

Today's matter, if Yang Ming is not completely arrested, I am afraid that the face of Fengbi will be lost.

However, according to the strength Yang Ming showed just now, the old man in the yellow robe had no ability to arrest him at all, and even if he was not careful, he would accidentally put himself in it.

Hearing this, the old man in the yellow robe trembled slightly, and then his voice was full of coldness, and said: "Little guy, your strength is indeed very strong, even if it is an old man, I am afraid that he will not be able to defeat you, but ......"

Speaking of this, the yellow-robed old man's tone paused slightly, his eyes stared at Yang Ming tightly, and said in a cold voice: "But, have you ever thought that Fengbi Fortress is a military fortress in the entire Bizhou, which is mixed with the eyeliner and interests of most of the high-level strength of Bizhou, even if you can go over today, but ask yourself, are you sure to face the next pursuit of the entire Bizhou?"

As we all know, the environment of the Yaxuange Desert is dangerous, but the resources are also quite abundant.

Therefore, Bizhou attaches great importance to this wind wall plug, if it weren't for this, there would not be a powerhouse of the Psychic Realm here.

Today's events, if they really reach the ears of those high-level people in Bizhou, even if Yang Ming has three heads and six arms, it will be difficult to escape Bizhou's want.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man in the yellow robe said his words, Yang Ming's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and his steps couldn't help but pause, and the momentum on his body suddenly dissipated a lot.

Seeing this, the old man in the yellow robe was also slightly relieved in his heart.

In the face of this majestic pressure, even the old man in the yellow robe, a powerhouse in the divine realm, was not sure that he would be able to defeat the other party, and even he could smell a strong threat from Yang Ming.

Feeling this situation, the old man in the yellow robe suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't dare to have any luck, so he took the lead in choosing to retreat.

The majesty of the powerhouse of the Divine Realm must be maintained, but it depends on the situation, in the face of this promising genius, even the old man in the yellow robe has to lower his posture, otherwise, once he really provokes the other party, even he will not be able to eat and walk around.

"Say, what are you going to do?" Slowly exhaling a breath, Yang Ming asked coldly.

Seeing that Yang Ming had calmed down, the old man in the yellow robe also nodded slightly, and he looked up to the young man in front of him a little in his heart.

Whether it is strength or temperament, Yang Ming has performed impeccably, as long as this kind of person does not fall halfway, he will definitely be a terrible person in the future.

"Little brother, you want to enter in a hurry on this trip, but you're coming for the Heavenly Realm Fair?" After a moment of silence, the yellow-robed old man asked softly.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's face showed a look of surprise, he hesitated slightly for a moment, and suddenly nodded, this time he was indeed going to the Heavenly Realm Fair.

Seeing this, the old man in the yellow robe flashed his eyes, and then laughed and said: "This is easy to do, in a few days, it is the day when I will go to Zhongzhou to participate in the Heavenly Realm Trade Fair from the Mo family, if the little brother can trust the old man, how about going with me and the others at that time?"