When the blue-robed man thought of this, he secretly screamed badly, and the figure galloping forward suddenly slammed back, and then stepped back without hesitation, he didn't want to be like Bai Xuanyue, who was jumped up and down by Yang Ming, like a lost dog. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking at the blue-robed Tiandu who retreated quickly, the smile on Yang Ming's face became even richer, what he wanted was this effect, not only to let these people put a little pressure on themselves, but also to take the initiative, in other words, not to let these people see their flaws, and to let them receive their own restraint everywhere in order to achieve the effect of honing themselves.

From this point of view, these people obviously performed very well, because after fighting with them, Yang Ming became more and more familiar with his own strength, at this time, these three people were like a huge whetstone, constantly rubbing off the rusty places on Yang Ming's body, making the edge on his body more and more sharp.

Regarding this aspect, the white robe Tiandu has a deep understanding, although he and Yang Ming have only fought dozens of moves, but he can feel that every time Yang Ming punches, whether it is speed or angle, or control the strength, there is a significant improvement, no longer like when he fought just now, he only knows how to use brute force.

Although Bai Xuanyue also had doubts about this, he didn't know where the problem was, he faintly felt that Yang Ming was not as weak as they imagined, on the contrary, this was a tiger that ate people and did not spit out bones, he seemed to have an ulterior motive for showing weakness like this, once the latter achieved this purpose, then they estimated that they would not be far from defeat.

This was a very strange feeling, but Bai Xuanyue believed in this ethereal feeling very much, and he was even seventy percent sure that the other party was hiding his own strength.

As soon as she thought of this, Bai Xuanyue felt a shudder.

A man-eating tiger is not terrible, what is terrible is that this tiger still has transcendent wisdom, but what is even more terrifying is that in the face of this kind of tiger that is both cunning and ferocious, they don't even know it.

Although Bai Xuanyue had this wonderful feeling, he was not one hundred percent sure, and there was no evidence to prove it, but just like that, he felt more and more uneasy.

Prior to this, the death of the Golden Cicada Protector was a wake-up call, but at that time they were all carried away by the reward of the Divine Sect, and after the fierce battle just now, he completely calmed down, but the more he calmly recalled, the more the chill in his heart became, at this time, he looked at Yang Ming not like he was looking at a teenager, but like he was observing a giant beast in the wilderness.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the battlefield of the two realms of good and demon, he couldn't help but flinch a little, maybe Bai Xuanyue would have fled.

Although Bai Xuanyue's guess was good, he ignored one point, after all, Yang Ming had just broken through the Tongqi realm, and he did not have complete control over his own strength, so that not only would he consume a lot of internal force when fighting with the enemy, but at the same time, his control over his own strength was not in place, as long as these three people dragged Yang Ming to death, the final result would have to be reversed, and Yang Ming was pressed and beaten by them.

For this point, with the wisdom of the three people, they can naturally see one or two, but they obviously want to personally cut off Yang Ming's head, and then bring it back to the Divine Sect to receive the reward, under this psychology of competing for interests, this plan to slowly consume Yang Ming is completely aborted.

When the figure flickered, Yang Ming's figure was like a ghost, quickly approaching the blue-robed Tiandu, and then launched a crazy attack on it, this attack was even more fierce than the previous attack on the white-robed Tiandu, and the blue-robed Tiandu who was in it suddenly had a feeling of being in the middle of the ocean.

"Bang ......"

A fist slammed into the blue-robed Tiandu, everywhere he passed, the mountains and rocks collapsed, the ground collapsed, at this time Yang Ming was like a Tyrannosaurus rex, frantically attacking the blue-robed Tiandu, even the attack of the yellow-robed Tiandu on the side, he was just selectively dodging, not even a counterattack, as if Yang Ming only had the blue-robed Tiandu in his eyes.

Feeling Yang Ming's crazy attack, the blue robe Tiandu's face showed a touch of anger, saying that the clay people have three points of fire, let alone a master in the middle of the general realm like him.

"Boy, since you want to work so hard, then Tiandu will accompany you to the end!" The blue-robed Tiandu's face sank, and a strong aura erupted from his body, and he immediately roared loudly.

Although the blue robe is very jealous of Yang Ming, this kind of feeling of being pressed and beaten is not pleasant, and every time Yang Ming attacks, it will become more and more fierce, like a tireless beast, attacking him wildly, under such a stormy attack, even if the blue robe is a master in the middle of the Tongqi realm, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated, and once he is defeated, the final result will be self-evident.

Therefore, no matter what, the blue robe has to gamble, he wants to see if Yang Ming really wants to fight hard, if he wins the bet, then his crisis will be completely contacted, if he loses, then he will be in danger, and he may even be killed by Yang Ming.

This is a big gamble that puts his life on the line, although this kind of desperateness is not the original intention of the blue-robed Tiandu, but with his years of combat experience and wisdom, he naturally knows that there is no way out now, as long as he shows the slightest timidity, then his final result will definitely be very miserable, maybe he will pay for his life.

Therefore, in this case, the blue robe Tiandu has no choice, only to fight, if they win, everything will be reversed, and they will have some confidence to kill Yang Ming on the spot, but if they lose......

Lan Paotian didn't dare to think about it anymore, he didn't want to think about it anymore, because it would affect his determination, so when he made a desperate decision with Yang Ming, he threw everything out of his mind, and there was only one purpose in his eyes, that is, to kill Yang Ming and kill him at all costs.

"Did you finally find out?" Seeing the cold color flashing in the eyes of the blue-robed Tiandu, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth couldn't help but pull slightly, revealing a faint sneer, if before this, if the three of them were the same enemy, then Yang Ming might be planted in their hands, but now the three of them have doubts in their hearts, in this case, it is impossible for them to cooperate to the point of intimacy, let alone give full play to their own strength.

At this time, the only feeling of the three of them was how to avoid Yang Ming's attack and let him fall into the rolling torrent of the battlefield between the two sides, only in this way would they have the slightest chance to kill him.

(To be continued.) )