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Chapter 82 Biography of the Great War!

When Yang Ming removed the Yiqi handprint, Ruan Lin had completely lost the strength to resist.

He was covered in blood, embedded in the ground, panting in embarrassment, his eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness!

He just wanted to teach the new junior a lesson as a senior.

Just like back then, when he first joined the Immortal Market Sect, he was the eighth true biography.

However, he was taught inhumanely by the older sixth true biography Li Yaori.

This is a tradition passed down from person to person!
But Ruan Lin didn't expect that he kicked the iron board.

This young man who looked like a mess turned out to be a red-hot thick iron plate!
I have been taught a lesson myself!
Ruan Lin was full of unwillingness, anger, but helplessness...

The inner disciples around were also stunned, not daring to take a breath.

At this time, a task reminder sounded in Yang Ming's mind——

"You defeated Ruan Lin, a disciple of the Immortal Market Clan, will it be counted as the number of mission defeats?"

Yang Ming naturally refused.

At Ruan Lin's level, in this eastern plane, he can be regarded as an ordinary genius at best!
It is by no means arrogance.

An epic task, requiring the defeat of ten geniuses.

Yang Ming naturally wanted to choose those who were truly the favored ones.

If Ruan Lin was included, the score would be lowered.

"Thank you brother for your advice!"

Yang Ming bowed his hands respectfully to Ruan Lin who was embedded on the ground.

"This……"

The inner disciples around looked at this scene and felt... Mrs. Ninth True Biography is arrogant, too unscrupulous!
After all, Senior Brother Ruan Lin is already like this, yet he still thanked him for his advice!

The demeanor is so respectful!

"You are the Ninth Personal Biography who just arrived? Isn't it too arrogant?"

A mighty voice came from the sky.

Yang Ming looked up.

I saw a figure flying towards him quickly.

Soon, a young man exuding a sturdy aura descended from the sky.

Wearing a golden robe, this young man is obviously also a direct disciple.

"It's the fifth personal biography, Zhou Yaowu!"

"Hiss, this is really a boss!"

"This is a big deal!"

"Trouble!"

"The Ninth Personal Biography will be explained today!"

The inner disciples stared wide-eyed, watching this scene intently!
Zhou Yaowu walked up to Ruan Lin, glanced at Ruan Lin, turned to look like Yang Ming, and said in a deep voice, "Are you ruthless?"

"I am fortunate to be taught by senior brother Ruan Lin, and I have gained a lot!" Yang Ming said indifferently, "I don't know the name of senior brother, can you give me some pointers?"

He had originally planned to challenge his personal disciples one by one.

Ruan Lin delivered it to the door himself, so he went to look for it!
Now there is another one. How could he refuse such a good thing?
No matter how holy Zhou Yaowu is, he must fight today!
Yang Ming looked at Zhou Yaowu with an aggressive look.

"Guess one or two?" Zhou Yaowu frowned, and said contemptuously, "Are you challenging me?"

"Brother can understand that!"

Yang Ming said indifferently: "Besides, I seriously suspect that the direct disciples of my Xianxu Clan are disorganized, eat all day long, and don't practice.

The way of practice is to practice first and not to be a teacher, only those who have mastered it are the best... Today, I want to be the first person to pass it on! "

Yang Ming stopped pretending, it's a showdown!
When he spoke, he directly used his true energy to vibrate, and his voice shook the whole world!
Although his tone was calm, his words were full of domineering.

Moreover, people who practice martial arts have sharp eyes and ears. It can be said that the people in the entire Xianxu Sect have heard his words.

Li Yaori heard it too, and he said with a sullen face, "You've overestimated your capabilities, you'll embarrass me!"

Yang Ming is considered to be the one who introduced him, as the saying goes, one is prosperous and one is humiliated, and one is humiliated.

A group of personal disciples who were cultivating also opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the scripture building.

Even the sect leader standing in front of the statue woke up faintly, looking in the direction of the Sutra Library.

……

"This……"

In front of the scripture building, the inner disciples who gathered more and more were also stunned. They stared at Yang Ming, but no one dared to say anything, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Zhou Yaowu narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Ming.

"You just started today, you just learned the big mudra of one breath, and you are able to outshine the little ones. You are really a proud son of heaven! But you are so proud of your talents, and you dare to think about the first personal transmission. It is really audacious... As your senior brother, no You can't justify the lesson!"

Zhou Yaowu took a step forward: "I am the fifth personal disciple, Zhou Yaowu, who practices Bengshan Quan in the Wuji Collection!"

"The Ninth Biography, Yang Ming, practice the Mahamudra of One Qi!" Yang Ming cupped his hands.

Before the two officially started fighting, the surrounding inner disciples exploded!

"Hurry up and run away!"

"Senior Brother Zhou's Collapsing Mountain Fist is too powerful, all retreat!"

"Slip away!"

A group of inner gates retreated quickly, fully retreating to more than 300 meters away!
"Take my trick!"

Zhou Yaowu raised his hand and punched in the air.

Since Yang Ming can easily defeat Ruan Lin, his strength is still very strong.

Zhou Yaowu was not polite either, he just went all out when he made a move.

His fist smashed into the air, and an invisible and terrifying punch filled the air.

Yang Ming seemed to have a sense of it, his figure flickered, and he dodged a hundred meters away.

boom!
Where he was standing just now, a terrifying loud noise suddenly erupted.

Even the inner disciples who were 300 meters away felt deaf and their brains went blank!
Yang Ming, who was a hundred meters away, also felt the bursting energy sweeping over, and the skin hurt from scratching!
"What a terrifying punch!" Yang Ming was full of surprise.

When the punch was fired with force, it was silent, but after it was struck, the stone broke and shocked the sky!
This prestige is somewhat similar to the magic god thunder of the Qi training plane!

The qigong in the Promise Book is so sublime?
"Senior Brother, if you are only at this level, then Junior Brother will be impolite!"

Yang Ming looked indifferent.

He performed Mahamudra.

The ten-meter-high big handprints gathered in an instant, roaring and slapping them with mighty power!

"Your big handprint is nothing more than that!" Zhou Yaowu's face was full of disdain, and he shook his fist!
boom!
A loud explosion!

Yang Ming's big handprint was instantly blown up and disappeared!
"But that's it?" Yang Ming struck again with his palm.

The big handprints gathered in an instant, and they slashed towards Zhou Yaowu in the air.

Zhou Yaowu's Bending Mountain Fist is so domineering, the big mudra flew over, and he made another blow of Bending Mountain Fist, immediately blowing it away without a trace!
"Today I want to see how much skill you have and how many times you can perform the mahamudra!" Zhou Yaowu's face was calm.

"Then feel it with your heart!" Yang Ming raised his hand, and another big handprint gathered together!

"Huh? It can still be used?" Zhou Yaowu was a little surprised.

The consumption of one big mudra is very huge. As far as his skill is concerned, he can only perform it three times at most!
Yang Ming, a little introductory person who has just started, can actually use it three times?And it's still cast continuously?Can the meridians hold up?
This surprised Zhou Yaowu!

You know, the true energy consumed by performing the Mahamudra three times is enough for him to perform the Bending Mountain Fist hundreds of times!
However, what shocked Zhou Yaowu was that Yang Ming continued to use it!

Second palm!
Another big handprint, gathered in an instant!
The third palm!
Another big mudra, in the shape of a clenched fist.

The fourth palm!
Another big mudra, in the shape of a knife in the hand.

In the blink of an eye, five or six big handprints gathered in the sky above Yang Ming!
"how can that be!"

Zhou Yaowu was shocked, watching this scene in disbelief!
But before he could think too much, Yang Ming stretched out his hand and waved it!
Five or six big mudras attacked frantically.

"How can you perform so many big mudras? Yours has such profound power?"

Zhou Yaowu let out a horrified roar.

Facing the five or six big mudras coming from him, he immediately unleashed the Bending Mountain Fist. The fierce and vigorous punch exploded in the air, smashing one big mudra after another!

However, to his dismay, more and more mahamudras shot forth!

The Ninth True Inheritance is a big mudra with a wave of hand, and more and more big mudras gather and shoot!
Zhou Yaowu's Collapsing Mountain Fist was played to the extreme, and the terrifying sound of explosion resounded throughout the Immortal Market Sect.

The sky is filled with the echo of the sound of explosions.

Zhou Yaowu raised his head just after cleaning up the majestic handprints from the jet!

He was completely shocked!

In the sky above Yang Ming, hundreds of big handprints gathered!

Yang Ming waved his hand!

Crazy, sweep, stab, tease, boom...!
Hundreds of big handprints bombarded Zhou Yaowu in different ways.

Zhou Yaowu's face was pale, he couldn't believe it...

He didn't dodge!

Because it can't be flashed!
Can't avoid it!

In an instant, the Mahamudra overwhelmed him!

boom!
With Zhou Yaowu as the center, the big handprint exploded, making an even more terrifying dull bang.

The explosions are gone!
Zhou Yaowu was covered in blood, and fell to his knees on the ground, his face full of disbelief: "Are you... a human or a ghost?"

After speaking, Zhou Yaowu fell to the ground.

In fact, hundreds of big handprints flooded Zhou Yaowu, but in reality, only two big handprints hit Zhou Yaowu.

The rest were all dispersed by Yang Ming!
Otherwise, Zhou Yaowu would have drifted away with the wind and donated to the farm.

"Thank you, brother, for your guidance!" Yang Ming bowed his hands modestly!
"..."

A group of inner disciples stared blankly at this scene.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you do such a cruel thing!"

In the sky, two figures flew over.

Yang Ming looked up immediately, he smiled!

Again!
And it's two at a time!
Good to come!
Yang Ming is full of fighting spirit!

I saw these two figures flying towards them at top speed!
One of them landed directly next to Zhou Yaowu, without saying a word, stuffed a elixir into Zhou Yaowu's mouth, and sent a wave of true energy into Zhou Yaowu's body.

The other one went straight to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's five fingers are grasping!

A big handprint suddenly gathered in the air, grasping it like an eagle's claw.

The speed of this flying person is extremely high, and he avoided the big handprint with a single dodge!

Yang Ming took this opportunity to immediately cast another big handprint, and he jumped up.

The big handprint directly carried him to a height of [-] meters!
The Immortal Market Sect is originally the top of the peak, and the sky at a height of [-] meters is even more violent!
But the big handprints under his feet were crazily burning with true qi, and the qi generated by him blocked the cold wind.

Yang Ming stood in the middle of the big handprint, quite comfortable.

The low altitude below.

The figure looked up at the big handprint in the sky, his face full of disbelief.

The figure jumped in the air, and unexpectedly flew towards the sky, and the speed was very fast.

So much so that Yang Ming couldn't see his trajectory clearly.

Yang Ming immediately opened Hawkeye.

Hawkeye has two functions, one is to see far away, and the other is to see fast-moving targets clearly.

Looking with eagle eyes, Yang Ming immediately saw the person coming.

This is a handsome young man with white skin and tender flesh, hair flowing, wearing a golden robe, with a chic and unrestrained chivalrous demeanor.

Yang Ming manipulated the big handprint to shoot towards him, catch him!

This person is not only too fast, but also in the strong wind, there is a kind of sublime state of ease.

His whole body is like a fish, jumping in the strong wind!

"Do you think I can't catch you?"

Yang Ming immediately unleashed his shock fist!
In an instant, in the eyes of the young man in the golden robe, Yang Ming turned into a billionaire giant...

The young man in the golden robe fell into a trance!
Yang Ming slapped the big handprint with one move, and slapped it on the young man in the golden robe!

And against him, hit the ground!

boom!
A loud bang!
The big handprint was slapped on the ground!

This palm technique that descended from the sky directly punched a huge pit ten meters deep on the ground.

The young man in the golden robe lay in the middle of the handprints, already dead or alive!
"You defeated Feng Wuya, the direct disciple of Xianxu Sect, do you count the number of mission defeats?"

"Don't remember!"

Yang Ming said decisively.

He also didn't remember the one who defeated Zhou Yaowu just now.

He feels that these two people are not yet at the level of Tianjiao.

He fell from the sky.

Mahamudra dispersed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng Wuya, for your guidance!"

Yang Ming bowed his hands to the unconscious Feng Wuya!

Ruan Lin, Zhou Yaoyang, Feng Wuya... Already three!

There are still five personal biography!

Yang Ming looked at the real master who healed Zhou Yaowu.

"Dare to ask, brother, who is the name, can you teach me a thing or two?!"

(End of this chapter)