The flow of young people's singing and drinking water

Chapter 157
Outside Sunset City, Yang Ming was staring at the three people in front of him warily.

She had just fought with one of them, Po Meng, and was almost killing Po Meng when suddenly two men with strong stature and wearing large bamboo hats joined the battle.Without any explanation, their attacks were directed at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was about to use a killing blow against Po Meng, but he had no choice but to stop and retreat suddenly.

But one of the men, the mace he was holding instantly became bigger, and a scary red light radiated from the stick.Yang Ming was caught off guard.Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the two swords Liuyun and Fengshang in the Qingshan sword box were unsheathed in an instant.Under Yang Ming's control, the two long swords turned into flying swords, which firmly withstood the mace's attack.

Then it didn't end. Another man rushed towards Yang Ming with a machete.

Just before the machete was about to touch Yang Ming, Yang Ming's figure turned into countless afterimages and avoided his attack.Immediately afterwards, the afterimage suddenly attacked the man.

At this time, Po Meng, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly stood up and shot thirteen long needles at Yang Ming's afterimage.Yang Ming was afraid of being attacked endlessly by the opponent, so he had to retreat again.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Yang Ming frowned.After meeting each other closely, the cooperation of the other party seemed to be seamless, and the three of them were all masters of the Great Freedom Realm, so Yang Ming couldn't beat the three of them for a while.

"It's so damn annoying!" Yang Ming cursed angrily.Many of his powerful attacks require momentum, and the greater the power, the longer the momentum takes.He knew that Qinglong Youying alone would not be able to hold down the other three; and that the water curtain that calmed the sea was completely impossible to survive for a breath with the cooperation of the three.

In addition, Yang Ming sensed that someone was fighting fiercely in the city, and he couldn't help but become anxious.He knew Mu Yumo's strength. If Wushuang could only control no more than nine flying swords, Mu Yumo would still have a chance to win.Otherwise, even if you can hold on, defeat will be a matter of time.

"Yang Ming, you will not be the opponent of the three of us." Po Meng walked forward slowly with a kind smile, "The three of us have been working together for so many years, even a true master of the Immortal Ascension Realm needs to spend a lot of time. It’ll take some time to beat the three of us.”

"Oh, really!" Yang Ming snorted coldly, "Then who are the two beside you?"

The two men slowly took off their hats.They shouldn't be considered humans anymore. One is a human with an ox's head, and the other is a human with a horse's face.

"Hey, bull-headed horse noodles are quite suitable for you." Yang Ming shook his hand, "Let us see your strength!"

After the words fell, Yang Ming took the initiative to meet her, and with bursts of thunder, the wind and thunder gun went straight towards Po Meng.

Yang Ming pressed down and suppressed Po Meng tightly.The two swords of Liuyun and Fengzhang, which were originally hovering in the air, faced the bull-headed horse respectively.

In a short period of time, they were unable to support each other.

"Do you think this will be useful!" Granny Meng shouted coldly, she pulled out a hand, picked up the thirteen long needles, and flew towards Yang Ming's back and sides.

"Broken Moon!" The spear launched a sweep at Po Meng, forcing her figure to retreat.Buy yourself time to get away.

On the surface, Yang Ming was suppressing the three of Po Meng, but behind the scenes, the three of them formed a siege. If they couldn't break through, Yang Ming would fall into their attack rhythm.

"Don't even think about it!" Po Meng noticed Yang Ming's intention, and she tried her best to resist Yang Ming's offensive.

Yang Ming, who was so anxious at the moment, would not waste time with her, "You Long throws the world and destroys it, and the lonely gun and the nine realms are destroyed. Solitary break!"

A sense of loneliness and emptiness flooded Po Meng's heart, and her moves gradually slowed down.Yang Ming seized the opportunity and fired several shots.Relying on the power of the gun, he forcibly fought off Meng Po.

Then he turned around quickly and quickly waved his spear. "The storm is raging!"

I saw the tip of the spear dancing rapidly, and the surrounding autumn wind was swept up by it.A huge wind tornado quickly formed, wrapping Yang Ming in it, and bursts of thunder flashed in the wind.At the same time, Po Meng’s thirteen needles also fell.Facing the raging storm, Po Meng's attack could not penetrate at all; the long needle that lost power was blown hundreds of feet away by the storm.

Yang Ming quickly struck the ox-headed man and sent him flying into the air.After that, he suddenly changed direction and stabbed the horse-faced man with a shot accompanied by endless thunder.Just when Yang Ming's attack was about to fall, the horse-faced man suddenly disappeared.

Yang Ming frowned slightly, quickly put away his attack, and then started looking around.

"Huh?" Seeing the horse-faced man appearing beside Granny Meng, Yang Ming seemed to have guessed something, "You summoned them, I should have thought of it earlier!"

"Do you think you still have a chance!" Po Meng recalled the ox-headed man again, and then the three of them rushed towards Yang Ming from different directions.

Underworld, in a dark hall.

"Lao Bi, have you finished handling Nan Jue's matter?" the majestic old man sitting in the front seat said leisurely.

Bi Yuanbin, King of Biancheng, nodded lightly: "There is no need for me to take action for the time being, just leave it to Zhuan Lun and the others."

Then he looked dissatisfied and said: "Jiang Hou, you are living a carefree life. Everything inside and outside is handled by the five of us. The Emperor also has King Chu Jiang and three of them."

Qin Guang Wang Jiang Hou smiled slightly: "Oh? So, you are here to arrange tasks for me."

Bi Yuanbin did not answer, but walked up to him: "Meng Po has already fought against Yang Ming. Although we will not gain much substantial gains. But if something goes wrong and Meng Po is killed, we will be short-term." There is no way to resurrect her within this time.”

Marquis Jiang nodded slightly, thought for a while, and said: "I will ensure that Po Meng will not die. As for the other things, I cannot guarantee it. My true body must be in charge of this first hall. Once I leave, there will be consequences You must know it too."

Bi Yuanbin nodded, unable to comment, "How long will it take for your mind to get there? One stick of incense? Or two sticks of incense?"

"Three pillars of incense!" Marquis Jiang gave the accurate answer.

"No, it's too slow. Their support arrived soon. I have arranged for Taishan and Ducheng to rush over there. They are no longer Yang Ming's opponents, and they won't be able to delay for long." Bi Yuanbin looked solemn. stand up.

"Meng Po has her own sense of propriety. I have already told her before she set off. Now she has summoned the ox-headed horse face, which can more or less delay her for a while." Marquis Jiang explained the situation.

Hearing this, Bi Yuanbin couldn't help but get angry: "The old man only arranged for her to hold Yang Ming and his party, but she would do it on her own, how fucking stupid."

"Don't say that. Po Meng is kind-hearted. Seeing that Zhuan Lun and the others have been defeated so many times. If we hadn't been able to take action at will, I would have gone to regain the situation." Marquis Jiang's expression turned grim.

"By the way, how is Xiao Yu doing now?" Then he asked again.

"With his help, we have made a lot of progress in Nanjue. Once all the resisting forces within Nanjue are eliminated, Nanjue Imperial City will be broken."

Marquis Jiang showed an evil smile: "That's great. After Nanjue is taken, Beili will be gone. After the plan is completed, Xiao Yu will be useless. Even the lone swordsman Luo Qingyang can't save him."

"Hurry up and leave, don't leave any traces here." Bi Yuanbin said impatiently.

Jiang Hou smiled helplessly: "Lao Bi, you are still so impatient." He spread his hands and said, "I am already rushing, I should be in time."

"Ha." Bi Yuanbin snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of the house.

(End of this chapter)