Feeling the whistling sound coming from behind him, the blue-clothed young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't think about it, so he decisively gave up killing Tang Qinglian, turned his body away, and retreated to the side, avoiding this sudden attack.

"Boom!"

The shadow slammed into the dirt, and suddenly, the damp sand flew everywhere, and a black bladeless heavy sword plunged deep into the ground.

Looking at the black iron sword that was deeply embedded in the soil, the blue-clothed young man couldn't help but sweep his gaze towards the jungle, snorted coldly, and shouted, "Who!"

Everyone's eyes were confused, they didn't expect someone to come out to save them at this time, and their eyes couldn't help but glance at the young man who slowly walked out of the jungle.

"Is that him?"

There are many people present who know Yang Ming, because these people once regarded Yang Ming as a hunting object, but they were robbed by the latter, and they have a lot of resentment in their hearts.

Several disciples of Tianshan also knew Yang Ming, this was a ruthless person who single-handedly crippled Senior Brother Xiao.

They really didn't expect that at such a moment, Yang Ming would stand up, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling in their hearts, and the resentment in their hearts disappeared at this moment.

Tang Qinglian's beautiful eyes blinked and looked at the young man who walked over slowly, and the words that mocked the young man just now couldn't help but appear in his mind, and his cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly.

"Your Excellency, a sneak attack from behind is not a bright act, right?" staring at the young man with his arms crossed, the young man in blue couldn't figure out the strength of the other party for a while, and then said coldly.

Hearing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but sneer, and sneered: "People like you even have the face to say the four words of bright deeds, your shame was really eaten by dogs?"

"You ......"

The young man in blue couldn't help but be angry.

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs!" took a deep breath, stared at Yang Ming deadly, and said coldly.

"Nosy, what's the matter? Oh, you think I'm here to save them?" Yang Ming looked at Yin Li with a surprised face, and immediately said disdainfully.

"Isn't it?" asked Yin Li, his eyes flashing, and he asked suspiciously.

"Hey, I'm not related to these guys, why would I risk so much to save them? Besides, among these people, many people have a grudge against me, do you think I'll be stupid enough to save my own enemies?" Yang Ming glanced at everyone contemptuously and sneered.

The words suddenly cut off the sprout of hope that had just emerged from everyone.

The burning heart is like being poured down by a plate of cold water.

Tang Qinglian stared at the young man with his arms around him, the guilt and joy in his eyes slowly receded, replaced by cold, piercing cold, in her heart, Yang Ming had been sentenced to death.

She was looking at the wrong person after all.

Everyone glared at Yang Ming, gritted their teeth, and secretly made up their minds that if they left here alive, they would definitely chop up the other party and feed it to the dogs.

A few are happy and a few are sad.

When Yin Li heard this, his face suddenly became happy, Yang Ming hid his breath very deeply, and he couldn't figure out Yang Ming's strength, at this critical moment, he didn't want any accidents.

"Since my brother has no intention of messing this matter, then please retreat by yourself!" The gloomy tone softened a lot, his eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Ming, once the latter made any moves, he would take action as soon as possible.

"Do you think that after I came out for a walk and pulled the hatred of so many people, just based on your words, you want me to leave in disgrace?" Hearing Yin Li's words, Yang Ming looked at him, and a sneer couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"What do you mean by this?" Seeing this scene, the gloomy tone suddenly became gloomy.

Yang Ming slowly walked past Tang Qinglian, who gritted his teeth, and after pulling up the black iron sword in the dirt, and wiping the soil on the sword body, he said lightly: "Give me the dragon baby fruit behind you, and these people will be disposed of by you." ”

Hearing this, the disciples of the various sects in Fengcheng almost gritted their teeth, this kid was really too insidious.

"I'll give you the Dragon Baby Fruit, aren't you kidding me?" Yin Li laughed angrily, how could the Dragon Baby Fruit that they had worked so hard to get be handed over to others, and besides, if they lost these Dragon Baby Fruits, how could they explain to the sect leader.

"You think I'm joking?" Yang Ming snorted coldly and said.

"We are bound to get the dragon baby fruit, if you know each other, then retreat by yourself. Yin Li's eyes flashed, staring at Yang Ming coldly, and said.

"In that case... Hey... Master, why are you here?" Yang Ming suddenly turned his head, looked behind the young man in blue, and said in surprise.

Hearing this, everyone in the Poison Dragon Sect was taken aback, and hurriedly turned their heads and looked behind the blue-clothed young man, however, at this moment, Yang Ming moved, and the black iron sword in his hand was as fast as lightning and as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it slapped fiercely at the head of the blue-clothed young man.

"Smack!"

The black iron sword swept in the wind, and the head of the young man in blue suddenly burst open like a watermelon, and the blood and brain pulp were mixed together, extremely bloody.

Yang Ming's actions once again brought a strong shock to everyone, and the disciples of the various sects, who had already had no hope, suddenly ignited the blazing flame of hope again.

After killing the blue-clothed boy in one fell swoop, the movement in Yang Ming's hand did not stop because of this, and with a wave of his heavy sword, he instantly killed those Poison Dragon Sects before they could react.

Everyone looked at Yang Ming, who was constantly killing the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect, in a daze, as they watched Yang Ming, who had continuously killed the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect, and their eyes couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this kind of cruel method, it was the first time they had seen it, in the end, these teenagers were still not deeply involved in the world, although they were talented, but now they can only be regarded as flowers in a greenhouse, and these scenes of cruel killing are a little difficult to accept.

Among these people, Tang Qinglian was the most shocked, she really couldn't imagine that this young man who had stayed with her for half a month and looked a little stable would be so ruthless.

"You're looking for death!"

Mo Lin and Yin Li saw that in just a few breaths, all the blue-robed young men died under Yang Ming's black iron sword, and their hearts were suddenly furious, and the internal force in the veins burst out, wanting to slash Yang Ming under the knife.

However, at this moment, Zhao Tianbo, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst out as if he was returning to the light, and slapped his palm fiercely on Merlin, who rushed out.

"Bang!"

After receiving this palm, Merlin's figure flew out like a cannonball, and in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath suddenly withered.

You must know that Zhao Tianbo is a young genius who has opened up ten veins, and his internal strength is very strong, and Mo Lin has been slapped with all his strength, and his internal organs will at least be hit hard, and his strength will be greatly reduced.

The disciples of the One Sword Sect immediately exclaimed in surprise when they saw that Zhao Tianbo was able to stand up.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's good!"