Chapter 118: Don't try to make a comeback
Whew!
With the sound of flutes falling, colorful poisonous snakes crawled out of the grass, spitting out letters, staring at Yang Ming and the three of them with cold pupils, looking at this pair of cold snake pupils, the three of them couldn't help but gasp, and a cold feeling rushed from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover.
Immediately afterwards, white-clothed figures swept out of the jungle, and these people were filled with a strange aura, giving people the first feeling that they were quite uncomfortable.
"You are Yang Ming, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"
The white-robed old man led by his gaze swept over the three of them, his eyes were indifferent, and finally fixed on Yang Ming who was riding on a horse, with a cold arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Hearing the words of the white-robed old man, his eyes flashed, and he immediately said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency, why are you blocking our way?"
"It doesn't matter who the old man is, this matter has nothing to do with the doctor who snatched the miracle, and please don't meddle in your affairs!" The white-robed old man glanced at his life and said lightly.
"Heh, it's all come to this point, and you still want to hide your identity, no wonder people in the rivers and lakes say that the people of the Poison Dragon Sect can only live in places where they can't see the light, in my opinion, you are a group of gutless rats. Yang Ming pulled the reins, smiled, and said.
Hearing this, the white-robed old man's face changed greatly, and a thick murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, the Poison Dragon Sect was at a critical moment, and he couldn't reveal his identity too early, otherwise it would attract the attention of the major sects in Yunzhou, and if he was not careful, the Divine Sect's plan for many years would fall short.
"You already know the identity of the old man and the others, so it seems that you can't be left today!" The white-robed old man was shocked, and the surging internal force burst out of his body, forming a silver gang qi, surrounding his body, and a powerful momentum crushed towards Yang Ming.
Gang Qi is released, and the realm of the veins!
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately sneered: "There's a lot of nonsense, aren't you poisonous dragon sects spending so much effort just for the dragon baby fruit on my body?
Yang Ming snorted coldly, and immediately pulled out the black iron sword behind him, he knew very well in his heart that even if he didn't know the identity of these people, this person would not let him go.
The old man in the white robe was stunned, and then his face pulled up, revealing a sneer, because Yang Ming was no different from an ant in his eyes, and the only thing that the old man in the white robe could be afraid of was to take his life.
"Boy, since you already know the purpose of the old man's trip, then hand over the dragon baby fruit, and the old man can leave you a whole corpse!"
The white-robed old man's palms slowly clenched, and the silver internal force turned into a strong qi, gushing out from his body and diffusing it, which made the life-killing pupils on the opposite side suddenly contract violently.
With such a strong internal force, it must at least reach the level of the late stage of the Tongqi Realm, and it is only one step away from the peak.
Although this person's strength is not as good as that of the Elder Tu Shan of the First Sword Sect, he is a genuine master of the late stage of the Tongqi Realm, even if the strength of taking a life has reached the peak of the Tongqiao Realm, he is not completely sure of winning this person.
"Heh, the dragon baby fruit is on Lao Tzu, if you have the ability, just let the horse come!" Yang Ming sneered and said.
"I don't know the times!"
The white-robed old man's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth lifted, and then his figure swept out, and the five fingers of his right hand were opened, like eagle claws, and he grabbed Yang Ming's shoulder fiercely.
"In that case, let's give you a taste of the snake cave. ”
As the words of the white-robed old man fell, the qi above his five fingers was permeated, as fast as lightning, Yang Ming didn't have time to react at all, he could only watch as the silver-white giant claws fell on his shoulders.
When the palm of Gangqi was one meter away from Yang Ming's shoulder, three sharp sounds, three sharp sounds, the face of the white-robed old man suddenly changed, and the outstretched palm was suddenly retracted, and he didn't want to retreat immediately.
Knock! Knock!
At this moment, three golden needles passed by the white-robed old man, and finally penetrated more than a dozen big trees before they were nailed to a big tree surrounded by one person.
Looking at the three small holes, Yang Ming's nervous face was soothed, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he looked at the indifferent woman with a grateful look on his face.
If it hadn't been for taking his life and making a timely move, he would have fallen into the hands of the white-robed old man by now.
"Doctor Snatch, the old man advises you to be less nosy, lest a catastrophe come in the future!" The old man in the white robe suddenly turned his head, and his gaze at the one who took his life suddenly became gloomy, and he warned in a loud voice.
"I didn't expect that after many years, there are still remnants of the Poisonous Dragon Sect alive in the world, I think it is because the rivers and lakes of Yunzhou have been calm for too long, so that some ghosts and ghosts dare to come out and wander, so it seems that it is time for those old guys to move their muscles. The woman riding on the colorful giant tiger did not answer the words of the white-robed old man, but said to herself.
"Take your life, if you retreat like this, the old man can act as if nothing happened, otherwise ......" The white-robed old man looked at the woman suspiciously, Sen Leng's voice was full of threat, and when his words fell, the snakes, insects, and poisonous beasts around him suddenly became ready to move.
"Hehe, it seems that the Poison Dragon Sect has recovered some of its vitality, but I still want to send you a word, since it has become the dust of history, then don't try to think about making a comeback, otherwise your fate will be even more miserable than back then. He glanced at the white-robed old man lightly and said.
Hearing the words of taking his life, the white-robed old man seemed to have heard a big joke, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed: "Ridiculous, the Divine Sect was born, no one can stop it, and now the Yunzhou Zhengdao Sect, in addition to Wen Xuanyuan, there is also a strong man who can handle it?"
"It won't be long before the Cult of God will rise again, and then it will be the end of the so-called decent families. It seemed that seeing the bright future of the Poison Dragon Sect, the expression of the white-robed old man suddenly became excited.
"Stubborn!"
Snatching a life shook his head, if the Poison Dragon Sect still has the strength and domineering of hundreds of years ago, then Yunzhou will face an unusually unprecedented catastrophe, but unfortunately after many years, even if the Poison Dragon Sect recovers its vitality, how can it be compared with the peak period, in this way, these people are trying to restore the glory of the Poison Dragon Sect in the past, which is undoubtedly a disguised death.
In the eyes of those famous and decent people in the rivers and lakes, the Poison Dragon Sect is an evil element, and as long as they dare to rise up slightly, they will be ruthlessly exterminated, so the words of the white-robed old man are undoubtedly wishful thinking.
Now that the Poison Dragon Cult has become a thing of the past, it can only sink into the dust of history, and there will never be a day when it will come out.