"Even if you guess correctly?" exhaled lightly, Yang Ming said disapprehantly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In this battle, although Yang Ming consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight of the internal force in the dantian qi sea, this did not mean that he could only be slaughtered by others.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if Yang Ming is a little weak, it is not something that these three people can bully at will, although these three people are superior to him in the realm, but if Yang Ming is in his heyday, even if he comes to the middle of the two general realms, then he can't help it.

But now it's different, after the battle just now, Yang Ming does feel a little bit like the end of a strong crossbow, of course, if these three people really want to force him, in the end, both sides will only lose and lose.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, the three of them couldn't help but glance at each other, and then the white-robed man grinned and said, "Then your head, the three of us will be decided!"

As he spoke, the white-robed man and the other two glanced at each other, their eyes invariably showed excitement, they suddenly remembered the prizes issued by the sect leader before leaving the Divine Sect, among those things, any one of them could benefit them immensely, and they could even forcibly improve his strength, and there were no sequelae, which was what attracted them the most.

You must know that at their level, the treasures that can improve their strength are all rare treasures, and they are hard to find.

If he and the others can kill the young man in front of him today, the sect leader will definitely not be stingy with those prizes, as long as they can get one of the treasures, the three of them will be completely satisfied.

As soon as they thought of this, a thick killing intent surged up in the eyes of the three of them looking at Yang Ming.

"I don't have a lot of ability, but my tone is not small, I want my head, and I'm not afraid of choking myself to death!" Hearing this, Yang Ming was not angry, but sneered and said lightly.

In the battle with the Golden Cicada Protector just now, Yang Ming did consume a lot of internal strength, but this does not mean that he completely lost the ability to resist, although the strength of these three people is good, but if they really want to keep Yang Ming, the success rate is almost impossible to estimate, because this probability is too small.

Therefore, Yang Ming didn't care about the words of these three people, but when his gaze swept over the three of them full of murderous intent, a faint sneer couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

People die for money, birds die for food, this is really an eternal truth!

The white-robed man looked at Yang Ming a little strangely, and after a while, he smiled coldly: "Jiji, the appetite of the three of us has always been very good, although your fish is not small, it is not enough to choke us to death, so you are ready to die!"

When the words fell, the white-robed man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body drew white shadows in the void, and then it was like a white cloud flying in the sky, giving people a sense of uncertainty.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's face was still extremely calm, his deep eyes were staring at the phantoms in the void, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth gradually spread.

At this time, if the other party really just wants to drag himself to death, it may not have a chance of success, but this white-robed man is competing with Yang Ming for speed, isn't this looking for death?

You must know that Yang Ming is not only strong, but also not weak in speed, although he has not yet obtained the complete formula of "Nine Star Journey to the Sky", but after his deduction during this period of time, he has faintly figured out the cultivation method of "Nine Star Journey to Heaven", although it is not comparable to the real "Nine Star Journey to Heaven", but its power is also not bad, under the realm of the gods, there are definitely not many people who can compare the speed with Yang Ming.

Hearing the sound of hunting in his robe, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, but stood quietly, looking a little at a loss.

Seeing this, the smile on the corner of the blue-robed man's mouth not far away gradually expanded, he knew that he had guessed correctly, in the battle just now, Yang Ming's consumption was indeed very large, otherwise, the strength of the latter would definitely not let the white-robed Tiandu be so arrogant, but at this moment, the blue-robed man who had just shown a smile instantly froze his face.

Because he found that Yang Ming moved, his speed was almost to the extreme, and his body was like a meteor above the stars, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

When the white-robed Tiandu wanted to make a move, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him, with his many years of combat experience, he naturally knew what this strong wind represented, and before he could show a frightened look on his face, he felt a sharp pain coming from his back.

"Bang!"

A punch smashed into the back of the white-robed Tiandu, and the powerful impact directly blasted him out, and finally smashed at the feet of the blue-robed man.

Although this punch did not hit the white-robed Tiandu hard, it also made him feel like a fire burning in his chest, and the pain was incomparable.

One move!

In Yang Ming's hands, the white-robed Tiandu didn't even take a move, how could this be possible, could it be that everything he had just done was pretended, and all his guesses were wrong?

The blue-robed man's face was very ugly, as one of the twelve heavenly capitals of the Poison Dragon Sect, he wanted to be known as a wise man, and he liked to rely on wisdom to deal with everything, but he didn't expect to be played by a teenager today.

But the blue-robed man had to admit that the strength of the young man in front of him was indeed very strong, almost to the point of making them feel palpitations, but now that he was ready to fly, it was probably impossible to retreat.

"Let's do it together, kill him!" the blue-robed man's gaze flashed with a cold color, and his face gradually became distorted, and he roared loudly.

In this situation, if they can't kill Yang Ming, then their fate will probably be miserable, because the Golden Cicada Protector is their best example.

"Kill!" The yellow-robed man also roared angrily, his body was like a cannonball, and he rushed towards Yang Ming violently.

Even the white-robed Tiandu who fell at the feet of the blue-robed man, after relieving himself, also frantically killed Yang Ming, this time he was obviously a little less contemptuous, a little bit of murderous intent.

"Boy, let's die!" The yellow-robed man was the first to kill, his body was wrapped with gray qi, and he immediately roared angrily, and a pair of big gray hands directly grabbed Yang Ming's head, and the momentum was quite huge.

"Okay, this is what it looks like!" Looking at the three heavenly capitals who were a little crazy, Yang Ming suddenly licked his lips, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

This time, Yang Ming originally had the intention of honing himself, if the opponent was too weak, then this battle would be meaningless.

"Windclaw!"

When the yellow-robed man attacked, the blue-robed man in the distance also roared, and the purple qi turned into a huge claw like smoke, tearing it towards Yang Ming.

(To be continued.) )