I!Wine Sword Immortal, signed in Shushan for 500 years

Chapter 115 Yang Ming makes a move, what's the point of crushing
"Why not, since He Taichong and Li Mo can't do anything to you."

"Then only I can do it myself!"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked slowly towards He Zudao step by step.

This Yang Ming also wants to deal with me?

Could it be that he was also planted with a demon seed by a demon?
He Zudao looked at Yang Ming, and found that Yang Ming's eyes were clear and there were no traces of demon seeds.

"Yang Ming, you haven't been seeded by a demon, why dare you speak to me like that?"

He Zudao was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice.

Before, He Taichong and Li Mo dared to attack themselves because they were planted with demon seeds by demons.

But Yang Ming in front of him is normal, why dare to say such arrogant words to himself?

"The two of them were seeded by the demon. Could it be that you have taken refuge in the demon?"

He Zudao thought of this possibility.

Only this kind of possibility can explain why Yang Ming was not planted with a demon seed, but said such words.

"demon?"

"A mere monster is worthy of letting me take refuge, what a big joke!"

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of disdain.

"Yang Ming, I don't care if you have turned to the demon or not, anyway, you must have something wrong!"

"When I capture you, I will know some news."

He Zudao had a vague feeling that He Taichong and Li Mo's being planted with demon seeds had something to do with Yang Ming.

The next moment, he touched the ground with his left foot, and then shot towards Yang Ming like a sharp arrow.

The speed is as fast as lightning!
Three feet!

Two feet!

One foot!
When He Zudao was only half a foot away from Yang Ming, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Yang Ming's neck!

The air rattled, sending out bursts of piercing sonic booms.

It can be seen that He Zudao's grab was extremely violent, but under He Zudao's precise control, this move would only injure Yang Ming, and not cause Yang Ming to die on the spot!

On the other hand, when Yang Ming saw He Zudao approaching fiercely, not only did he not flash, but he also stood there very calmly.

as if.

In his eyes, it wasn't a strong man in the God Transformation Realm who attacked, but an ant!
"No flash? Still not afraid?"

Seeing this scene, He Zudao also felt a little surprised.

In his opinion, only Yang Ming in the late Nascent Soul would panic and run away when faced with his attack.

But the reality was the opposite of what he had imagined. Yang Ming was not afraid, and he stood there calmly.

"Although I haven't recovered to my prime, why do I need to dodge the attack of ants like you!"

Yang Ming looked at He Zudao, with the corners of his mouth raised high, showing contempt.

"Humph!"

"Wait for me to capture you later, and see if you can still speak hard?"

He Zudao snorted coldly when he heard the words.

Speeding up again, He Zudao pinched Yang Ming's neck with his left hand before even a breath!

"Yang Ming, I see how arrogant you are now."

The moment he grabbed Yang Ming's neck, He Zudao laughed grimly.

But just when he was about to use his strength, he found something abnormal.

That is, no matter how hard I try, I can't pinch Yang Ming's neck for an inch!
As if, Yang Ming's neck stood there like an unshakable city wall!
And I am just a tiny ant!

You know, I am a strong man in the God Transformation Realm!
If I choke with all my strength, even a cultivator of Nascent Soul Dzogchen will be strangled on the spot, and even if he is a strong person in the early stage of transformation, he will be seriously injured if he is not prepared!

What exactly is going on?

"What's the point, with this little power, you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"I really don't know awe!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his right hand, and in the midst of surging spirit energy, he grabbed He Zudao's left arm.

"Break me!"

Yang Ming let out a low growl, and exerted force with his right hand. The next moment, he heard a click, and why did his left arm break!
"what!"

He Zudao on the other side felt the sharp pain from his left arm, and let out a painful growl.

He hadn't felt this hurting feeling for hundreds of years!

Yang Ming didn't let He Zudao go because of his painful voice.

He raised his right foot and kicked He Zudao hard on his stomach.

With a bang, He Zudao slammed out like a cannonball, smashing the back wall to pieces.

If Yang Ming hadn't arranged a sound-proof formation here before, I'm afraid such a big commotion would have attracted the people from the Kunlun Sect long ago.

"Cough cough."

After three breaths, He Zudao supported the gravel and got up.

At this moment, the contempt in his gaze towards Yang Ming had long since disappeared, and instead had a trace of solemnity.

"You are not the strength of the late Nascent Soul, and you are not Yang Ming either!"

"who are you?"

He Zudao stared at Yang Ming, and said in a deep voice.

In He Zudao's eyes, although Yang Ming's aptitude is good, it is already the limit to be able to cultivate to the late stage of Nascent Soul, how could it be possible to cultivate to the state of transforming gods!

For many monks, the Golden Core Realm is a hurdle.

For genius monks, Nascent Soul Realm is another hurdle.

For top geniuses, the state of transforming into a god is another hurdle.

He Zudao was able to become the head teacher of the Kunlun School, he was naturally a top genius, but even if he himself was able to break through to the God Transformation Realm, it was only due to luck, let alone Yang Ming, who was even less talented than himself!
"It doesn't matter, who I am is not important!"

"The important thing is, after today, you will die! The Kunlun faction will also decline!"

Step by step, Yang Ming approached He Zudao slowly.

"Hmph, it's still uncertain who will win the game!"

"Although your strength is very strong, you are not invincible!"

He Zudao pulled out his saber suddenly, as if he was about to pounce on Yang Ming.

But at the next moment, he suddenly turned around and headed out of Yuxu Palace!

Judging by its style, it is ready to escape.

In fact, He Zudao already understood in his heart that through the fight just now, he knew that he was no longer Yang Ming's opponent. Instead of getting entangled with Yang Ming, it would be better to leave here first, and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

But how could Yang Ming give He Zudao a chance!
"Want to run? Is it possible!"

A look of disdain appeared on Yang Ming's face.

In a flash, he appeared in front of Yang Ming like a ghost!

With a flick of his wrist, he quickly grabbed He Zudao's right arm, and suddenly exerted force, only to hear a click, and He Zudao's right arm broke!
It's not over yet, Yang Ming kicked out, only heard two clicks, and He Zudao's legs were suddenly kicked off!

"what!"

The three limbs were severed, even with the strength of the Dao Transformation God Realm, he wailed in pain.

This voice is chilling to hear!

But Yang Ming didn't think so!He felt that the sound was very pleasant!
"What's the point, there are two roads in front of me now!"

"First, hand over the key to the secret hall below Yuxu Palace, and die with dignity."

"The second one is that I will personally search for your soul and let you die in pain!"

"These two paths, you choose yourself!"

Yang Ming stepped on He Zudao's head with his left foot, looking down at him.

　Thanks for the reward of Feng Chen, the phantom god~ Ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)