Looking at the somewhat angry middle-aged man in the purple robe, Yang Ming sneered in his heart, he did not feel the slightest panic because of the threat of the middle-aged man in the purple robe, but secretly sneered in his heart, he really understood the truth of the cold lips and teeth better than anyone else, but he also had to distinguish the situation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now, even if the purple-robed middle-aged man was killed by the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, it would not affect Yang Ming anything, it was a big deal to turn around and leave.

After some experiments just now, Yang Ming had already determined that the Eight-Winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly was very jealous of his Desert Sword, no, it was indeed said that he was very jealous of the Desert Sword's sword intent.

Originally, Yang Ming still didn't understand the reason, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he instantly understood it in his heart.

This eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly has undergone illusion techniques, and it can be regarded as a fierce beast that belongs to the spiritual attack, and the desert sword used by Yang Ming contains a sharp and unparalleled sword intent, which happens to be the nemesis of this fierce beast, so even if the strength gap between the two sides is very large, with the sword intent of the desert sword, it can also make this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly afraid of three points.

In the face of such a powerful beast, Yang Ming didn't dare to defeat it, but with the existence of the Mo Sword, there should be no problem if he wanted to escape safely.

Of course, this is without provoking this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, no matter what kind of fierce beast it is, as long as it provokes it, even if Yang Ming has the strength to restrain it, he will also suffer a devastating blow from the latter.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming held the attitude of watching the play, and watched the battle between a man and a beast with great interest.

In fact, Yang Ming did this for another reason, that is, revenge, and at the same time, he had the intention of killing people with a knife in his heart, but he didn't know if this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly was powerful.

Yang Ming thought a little too much about this, the middle-aged man in the purple robe is not a fool, once he finds that his strength is not enough, he is very likely to choose to leave temporarily, so Yang Ming's idea is destined not to succeed.

Seeing the indifferent Yang Ming, the purple-robed middle-aged man couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart, thinking of his stupid approach just now, he couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face.

The purple-robed middle-aged man knew in his heart that at the moment when he suddenly appeared, the young man in front of him probably understood everything, and the other party put on a look of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, obviously to retaliate for his refusal to rescue him by hiding in the dark just now, and even, the other party may have misunderstood that he borrowed a knife to kill people......

Now, if you want to eliminate the vigilance in Yang Ming's heart, I am afraid that the only way to fight with this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly is to fight.

Thinking of this, the purple-robed middle-aged man's heart was full of bitterness, what is called self-inflicted, what is called repaying the other body with the other way, he is a living example.

With a secret sigh of distress in his heart, the purple-robed middle-aged man quickly retracted his mind, and his attempt to rely on Yang Ming was probably going to fail.

Since it is hopeless to rely on Yang Ming, you can only rely on yourself.

At that moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man's heart sank suddenly, and a surging aura instantly erupted from his body, like a tide, instantly breaking through the strange attack of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, and constantly impacting the latter's body.

In the face of this majestic momentum, the attack of the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly was interrupted in an instant, and in the eyes of the pair of glazed beasts, a thick aura suddenly swept through, and the huge and beautiful body suddenly spread, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment, it suddenly appeared above the head of the purple-robed middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man's complexion couldn't help but change slightly, his body turned rapidly, like a ghost, and reflexively appeared on the side of the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly, and then his palm like eternal ice bombarded out fiercely towards the body of the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly.

"Hiss ......"

Feeling the strange attack of the purple-robed middle-aged man, the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly suddenly let out a terrifying exclamation from its mouth, and then its huge and beautiful body suddenly appeared, and the eight wings were like glass light blades, cutting towards the middle-aged Zhipao.

Seeing that the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly reacted so quickly, a look of surprise also flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed middle-aged man, and he immediately snorted coldly, and the cold qi in his palm did not decrease but increased, and it slammed into the onslaught of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly.

"Bang ......"

A low muffled sound resounded in the cave, and then, Yang Ming saw that the wings of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly instantly tore open a hole, leaving a deep blood mark on the palm of the purple-robed middle-aged man, and the latter was also uncomfortable, like a glass armor-like body, suddenly covered with a thin layer of frost, obviously, the purple-robed middle-aged man caused it a lot of damage.

At the moment when the two sides attacked, the body couldn't help but pause slightly, and then retreated towards the rear in unison.

"Sneer......"

The eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly's steel claws were clasped on the wall, its huge body was actually hanging in the void, and the pair of glass beast pupils stared at the purple-robed middle-aged man, and a strong killing intent suddenly swept through its beautiful eyes.

The purple-robed middle-aged man's actions had obviously completely angered it.

"Hehe, the show is finally going to play. ”

Standing in the passage of the cave, Yang Ming looked at the battle in the cave with blazing eyes, this strength is comparable to the battle between humans and beasts in the Transformation God Realm, but the battle just now is just a temptation, and the next thing is the real battle between the Transformation God Realm.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ming's heart was full of blood, he was a militant himself, and when he encountered a battle of this level, the desire to fight in his body burned like a flame.

However, reason told Yang Ming that now is not the best time to make a move, and only after the two sides fight to lose will he have a chance to control sovereignty......

"Ice Cloud Cold Spring Palm!"

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and the purple-robed middle-aged man couldn't help but take the lead, first snorted coldly, his hands made a strange arc, and the majestic internal force suddenly surged towards the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the temperature in the cave dropped suddenly, and a cold force suddenly came, even Yang Ming, who was a hundred meters away, felt a cold and piercing chill.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "This person is worthy of being a powerhouse in the God Realm, and this hand alone is enough to severely damage most of the powerhouses in the God Realm......

Seeing that the purple-robed middle-aged man was finally going to fight hard, Yang Ming's heart was suddenly shocked, his eyes were staring at the latter's somewhat whitish bone joints, and that trace of frost had already formed a gang qi, which was wrapped around his arm, and then formed a vortex formed by the condensation of cold qi, and then slapped towards the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly.

Where the Ice Palm Print passed, the temperature of the void seemed to be about to freeze, and the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly on the opposite side also let out a furious hiss again......