Yang Ming's speed was extremely fast, leaving a ghostly shadow in the air, and almost instantaneously, the two of them died at its hands.

The Poison Dragon Sect is good at poisoning assassination, and there is no advantage for them in a head-on battle, and it is against Yang Ming, a freak, whether it is the strength of the physical body or the purity of the internal force, it has reached a terrifying level.

From beginning to end, there was no suspense in this battle, and according to Yang Ming's strength, these people had no power to fight back in front of him.

In just a few breaths, the two died in the hands of Yang Ming.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the rest of the Poison Dragon Sect members suddenly changed, and they instinctively wanted to retreat quickly to avoid Yang Ming's charge, but unfortunately, Yang Ming's speed was too fast......

His right foot stomped heavily on the ground, and his body shot out like a cannonball, and then his right hand clenched into a fist and smashed into the chest of another Poison Dragon Sect member.

At the same time, Yang Ming's left hand quickly transformed into a claw shape, like a dragon coming out of a hole, and reached out to the Poison Dragon Sect members behind him, and before the latter could react, he clasped his neck, and then the claw shrank and directly pinched the latter's neck, and the head instantly drooped down, completely losing his voice.

In just a few breaths, the four companions died at Yang Ming's hands, and the rest of the people looked at Yang Ming with a calm face, their eyes full of fear.

The young man who originally looked a little lazy, when he saw this scene, his face suddenly turned pale, and he seemed to have smelled a trace of death.

Even if he is murderous, when he really faces death, the fear in his heart can no longer be contained.

"This person pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, run!" the lazy young man shouted at the only remaining member of the Poison Dragon Sect, holding back the fear in his heart.

As the words fell, the lazy young man suddenly wanted to break out of the window, but Yang Ming seemed to have been prepared, and at the moment he left, Yang Ming also moved.

This poisonous dragon sect was in Fengcheng's lair, and after three terrible screams sounded at the end, it completely calmed down.

......

Although after slaughtering the entire Poison Dragon Sect, Yang Ming did not leave, but hid in a nearby attic, paying close attention to the movements of Pulong's pharmacy, for some reason, he had a strong uneasiness in his heart.

Maybe it's because of the mysterious helmsman of the Poison Dragon Sect, if you don't find this person for a day, your own slaughter of the Poison Dragon Sect's rudder may be exposed, at that time, according to his own strength, he will definitely not be able to withstand the retaliation of the Poison Dragon Sect, so Yang Ming must prepare early, if he can get rid of this mysterious helmsman, everything is naturally easy to say, if not, then he can only leave Fengcheng temporarily.

Time flies, three days have passed, the mysterious helmsman still hasn't appeared, Yang Ming was ready to give up, but at this moment, a ghostly figure detoured to the corner of the courtyard and easily climbed over the wall.

"It's finally there!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's spirit was suddenly shocked, and he quietly followed the pace of this figure, entered the courtyard of the Poison Dragon Sect rudder, and followed closely.

However, just as Yang Ming entered the courtyard, a black shadow swept out like lightning and appeared in front of him, and the mysterious figure barely gave time to be shocked, and slapped Yang Ming's chest with a palm.

"Drink!"

When he couldn't catch off guard, Yang Ming could only react instinctively, his body shrank back, his body twisted, and he retreated against the wall.

"Bang!"

The fists collided, and a low roar rang out, Yang Ming felt a huge force coming from his arm, as if it was about to shatter his bones, but he didn't care about the pain in his body at all, his body leaned on the strength of the wall, and his body was like a cheetah, rushing towards the black shadow again.

Yang Ming knew in his heart that at such a critical moment, as long as his response was a little worse, he would only die.

Moreover, from the short battle just now, Yang Ming clearly felt that the terrifying strength of this black shadow, at least the Great Perfection of the Tongmai Realm, I am afraid that he has opened up the dantian, according to his current strength, if he does not take the initiative to attack, once this black shadow reacts, he may not even have a chance to escape, so Yang Ming's desperate attack is purely to survive.

"Look for death!"

The black shadow snorted coldly, and his body continued to retreat, his right foot back, and then stomped heavily on the ground, and his body shot out violently.

From the battle just now, not only did Yang Ming figure out the strength of this black shadow, but the other party also sensed Yang Ming's breath in the middle of the Tongmai Realm, although both of them belonged to the Tongmai Realm, but there was a world of difference between the middle stage and the Great Perfection, if it weren't for Yang Ming's background being strong enough, the palm just now would have killed him.

Therefore, in the battle between the two, unless Yang Ming can take the lead, suppress the black shadow in one fell swoop, and then flee here, otherwise, Yang Ming will definitely die this time.

After all, the gap between the realms of the two is there, and the foundation alone is far from being able to make up for this gap, so only by taking the lead can we get a chance to escape.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The two kept colliding with each other, although Yang Ming could still grit his teeth and hold on for the time being, but he knew very well that under the attack of such a storm, although the black shadow could only be forced to deal with it, he knew very well in his heart that he could only hold on to this situation for two minutes at most, which was still an ideal situation, if he couldn't escape from this place during this time, then, what was waiting for him would be death.

"It's a bit of a big deal this time!"

Feeling the dullness coming from his chest, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart that he definitely couldn't die here, and he had to find a way to leave no matter what.

Under Yang Ming's frantic attack, the black shadow took a few steps back again, and then a whip leg swept towards Yang Ming's shoulder, seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes were not afraid, but a trace of ecstasy emerged.

"Bang!"

When the black shadow's thigh was about to be pumped on Yang Ming's shoulder, he saw his right arm raised, blocking this violent blow, and then with the help of the impact of this kick, he frantically retreated.

At the same time, Yang Ming's right hand tightly grasped the sword bag behind his back, and violently pulled out the heavy black iron sword, and at the moment when the black shadow rushed up, the heavy black iron sword was obliquely inserted into the soil, and then, his figure also shot out.

The two collided like meteors, carrying the sound of dirt rubbing.