Yang Ming slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the mountain-like momentum in his body suddenly burst out, and he pounced on it in a posture like a tiger pounced, and immediately stared coldly at the blue-robed Tiandu, and then kicked him the chest, like a high king looking down on his trophies. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this scene, the two of them suddenly paused, and looked at the young man with a cold face in disbelief, the two of them really didn't expect that the blue robe Tiandu had even used his old bottom, but after all, Yang Ming couldn't help it, could it be said that the latter was an invincible body?

"You weren't poisoned?" The blue-robed Tiandu looked at Yang Ming, whose eyes were cold, with some disbelief, and his heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, but his mouth was a little difficult to ask.

"Isn't it strange?" Looking coldly at the blue-robed Tiandu who was kneeling on one knee, Yang Ming said coldly: "Although your poison technique can be regarded as a first-generation grandmaster, but if you want to poison me to death based on this, hehe, I can only say that you are still too young......"

Speaking of this, Yang Ming couldn't help but shake his head slightly, although his medical skills were not quite clever, and he couldn't compare to a grandmaster-level figure like taking a life, but the blue robe Tiandu wanted to knock him down with this kind of poison technique that could only be regarded as a little stronger, which was probably a bit unrealistic.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I learned the art of medicine from Master Yi for a while, and I am afraid that an ordinary poison technique like yours is not qualified to poison me to death. Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders, and the three of them were dumbfounded, and said lightly.

In Yunzhou, the fame of taking a life is no less than that of a veteran Tongshen realm powerhouse, just with her means of living bones, both the righteous and the demon in the world have to give her a little thin face, however, the Poison Dragon Sect is an accident, and there is a lot of grudge between them and taking a life, maybe because of the reason that one saves people and one poisons people, they obviously become natural enemies.

"Take a life?" The blue-robed Tiandu's pupils contracted suddenly, he was thunderous about this name, in the Divine Cult, this person can be listed as a first-class kill, but the Poisonous Dragon Sect is afraid of arousing the anger of those old friends who took a life, so even if the two sides have an unpleasant quarrel, there is no real death.

"It seems that it is really unjust to lose this day!" Looking at the immature teenager in front of him, the blue-robed Tiandu's eyes flashed with a complicated color, compared to Yang Minglai, those teenagers in the Divine Sect who claim to be geniuses are probably not even a fart!

Reaching this point at such an age, the future is limitless!

Looking at the condescending young man, the blue-robed Tiandu sighed infinitely in his heart, speaking of which, he can be regarded as having read countless people, and the geniuses he has seen are like carps crossing the river, and there are countless of them, but compared with Yang Ming, these people are just a group of local chickens and dogs.

At this time, Yang Ming can no longer be judged from the perspective of his peers, because his strength is far beyond the scope that young people should have, and he is fully capable of being compared with their generation.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, you do it!" The blue-robed Tiandu slowly closed his eyes, and a touch of unwillingness and resentment flashed on his face, the blue-robed middle-aged man did not expect that one of the twelve heavenly capitals of the Poison Dragon Sect would be planted in the hands of a hairy boy.

Speaking of which, he may have died in one of the most miserable and worthless Heavenly Capitals of the Poison Dragon Sect!

Some reluctantly closed his eyes, and a thought couldn't help but flash through the blue-robed Tiandu's mind.

"You started this war first, and the consequences of this evil will also be swallowed by yourselves. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ming's eyes were full of coldness, and a thick murderous intent suddenly flashed, if it weren't for the Demon Sect alliance army taking the lead in provoking the war, Wancheng would not have died so many people, Guan Xiaoxue and they would not have disappeared, all of this would be blamed on the blue-robed Tiandu and them.

"Guy, kid, you'll never understand, look at it, the Demon Venerable has been born, the chaos in Kyushu has appeared, and the rise of the Demon Dao is imminent, even if you kill this day, you won't be able to change anything?"

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but be silent, and looked at the blue-robed Tiandu with a gloomy face with a somewhat confused look, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Seeing this, the blue-robed Tiandu couldn't help but move in his heart, and then with a hint of luck, he said with a sincere temptation: " Don't you really understand the words of this Tiandu, are you also very interested in the legendary Demon Venerable, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will tell you everything, and even introduce you to my Divine Sect, with your current strength, once you enter the Divine Cult, your status in the Divine Sect is at least the same level as the Divine Son, and it will be much higher than your status in the Cloud Dragon Guard, at that time, in addition to the sect leader and the left and right Dharma kings, tens of thousands of disciples of the Divine Sect will be driven by you, including this Tiandu will also become your subordinates, as long as you are willing to let me go, all this will be realized。 ”

Hearing this, Yang Ming smiled secretly in his heart, he dared to say this kind of deceitful words, this blue-robed Tiandu really regarded himself as a three-year-old child.

"I don't know what the Kyushu Demon Venerable is, I don't know what the situation in Kyushu is, and I don't know how noble the status of the Poison Dragon Sect Divine Son is, I only know that you are about to go to see Lord Yama, even if the Demon Dao rises again, I am afraid you will not see it in this life. Yang Ming shook his head lightly, and the condescending blue robe Tiandu smiled sarcastically: "So, you better die!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ming's soles shook slightly, and an invisible energy spread out from the soles of his feet, rushing into the chest of the blue-robed Tiandu with a very domineering attitude, and then rushed directly into his heart......

In an instant, the middle-aged man in the blue robe with an elegant face suddenly widened his eyes, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in the latter's eyes, and finally turned into a thick despair......

Death is not terrible for many people in the rivers and lakes, especially for people in the Demon Dao, they are not crawling out of the pile of dead people, in their world, even if it is between the same door, it is full of deceit, some people are willing to give up their relatives for some rare martial arts, or treasures, in the face of such a group of people, death is indeed not such a terrible thing for them.

However, before the blue-robed sky was ready to face death, Yang Ming's silence gave him a glimmer of hope, but it was because of a glimmer of hope before facing death that the latter would die like this. (To be continued.) )