Super Martial God

Obviously, Lin Mu, who can be called "senior" by Ning Qiang and treated in awe, can never be a weak person. The only possibility is that Lin Mu Qiang is outrageous.

Looking at Lin Mu's plain look, it made him feel as if there was no difference in his eyes, whether it was the fight of ordinary martial artists or the fight of these Taoist gods.

From a comprehensive point of view, Lin Mu is likely to be a second saint!

Yasheng is the top existence in the dark world. It is said that Dacheng's Jade Jujube saint can reach the realm of Yasheng, so as to lead the Jade Jujube palace to suppress all directions and invincible.

If Lin Mu is really a saint and is willing to help him, they may not be able to get through the desperate situation.

"You... What are you going to do?"

Zhao Li looked at Ning Qiang in fear and said, "if you dare to hurt me again, our Zhao family will not let you go."

Yang Ming was a guard arranged by his family. I don't know how many troubles he had solved before.

Over time, he has developed a habit of thinking that there are no problems that Yang Ming can't solve. I didn't expect that Yang Ming would fly with one move today.

Losing Yang Ming's card, he has no confidence in his heart.

"Little rabbit, haven't you heard that killing pays for life and blood pays for blood? You're going to kill me. What do you say I'm going to do? "

Ning Qiang smiled grimly.

"No, don't kill me."

Zhao Li's face turned pale and his fear became stronger.

"Black bead out, kill!"

At this time, a stronger breath broke out from the door. Yang Ming didn't know what unique skill he had used. He burned his Taoist power madly, and his body integrated into the black bead. Then the black bead turned into a black light and shot Ningqiang.

Bang!

Rather than Dodge, he punches and resists the black bead immediately.

However, Yang Ming under the burning power is also very strong. Even Ning Qiang can't easily fight back. The two sides are deadlocked in place.

"Are you procrastinating?"

While resisting Heizhu, Ning Qiang turned to understand Yang Ming's plan and was surprised.

"Yes, I've told the family about the young Lord's distress. It won't take long for the family to send experts. Now my task is not to resist you, but to hold you down."

Yang Ming said coldly, "when my Zhao family master comes, no matter how good you are, you can only fail and be captured. This is the end of offending my Zhao family."

"It seems very frightening."

Ning Qiang shook his head with a clang and took out a golden ancient sword.

A destructive smell suddenly emanated from the golden ancient sword.

This golden ancient sword is the sword of Zhu Dao.

When I went out from Ning's house, I had a hunch that there might be trouble in yuzao city. Lin Mu lent this sword to Ning Qiang for the time being and asked Ning Qiang to kill the enemy with it.

When he got the sword, Ning Qiang always felt itchy and wanted to try its power, because when he held the sword, he could feel his terror very clearly.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the opportunity to use it all the way, which made him feel quite regretful.

Now that he had the chance to use it, he suddenly felt some blood surging.

As soon as he saw Ning Qiang take out the Zhu Dao sword, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed and he had a bad feeling. From this mysterious golden ancient sword, he felt a fatal crisis.

Naturally, he didn't know that Zhudao sword was tainted with the resentment of the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor was even more terrible than the dark Emperor today. He was killed by Zhudao sword, and even the dark emperor couldn't save him.

"Boy, it's over."

Ning Qiang holds the sword of Zhu Dao in his hand. He feels very refreshing and cuts it directly at Yang Ming.

Although he has never used this sword, it is a sword given by his predecessors. He believes that this sword must have extraordinary power, which makes him full of expectations.

Poop!

Zhudao sword instantly cut the black bead that Yang Ming had melted, and then Yang Ming's body fell to the ground, but at this time, Yang Ming's body had been broken in two.

What's more terrible is that the Taoist God is not dead. Even if the flesh dies, it can recover soon, but these two bodies lie on the ground like that, without any trace of recovery.

Dead!

Yang Ming, the Taoist God, died like this.

All this happened so suddenly that even Ning Qiang was stunned, not to mention others.

He looked at the sword in his hand and then at Yang Ming's body on the ground. His eyes were full of amazement. He could hardly believe that he had made it himself.

"Shit, I'm worthy of being an elder. I've got a big weapon."

After returning to God, Ning Qiang couldn't calm down and rolled with a violent tsunami.

He knew that the weapon given by Lin Mu would never be ordinary, but he never thought it would be so terrible. Just a sword, a Taoist God was killed.

This is the real destruction of form and spirit. If you die, you can't die again, instead of falling asleep. It shows that even Yang Ming's Avenue was cut off by this sword. It's terrible.

Even Ning Qiang is like this, not to mention others around.

The whole restaurant fell into a dead silence.

If Yang Ming were not a famous person, no one could believe that he was a Taoist God.

That's a Taoist God. How could he be killed by a sword.

Many people's eyes couldn't help looking at the Zhu Dao sword in Ning Qiang's hand.

Obviously, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that Yang Ming's death was caused by this sword.

Ning Qiang was clearly on a par with Yang Ming, who burned himself. But as soon as he took out this sword, his strength increased by countless grades, and Yang Ming was cut down with one sword.

As for Zhao Li, he was so frightened that he almost felt incontinent.

Yang Ming's defeat and Yang Ming's killing are two concepts. The former just makes him feel afraid, but he has not lost hope, and the latter is complete despair.

"Don't worry."

After looking at Zhao Li, Ning Qiang disdained to say, "I disdain to kill such a useless soft egg like you. Just now I said, killing pays for life and blood pays for blood. Now your mistakes have been repaid by your guardian. How far can you go?"

When Zhao Li heard this, he was forgiven. Looking at his excited eyes, it was clear that he was already crying with joy.

"Yes, yes, I'll go now, elder, I'll go now."

Immediately, Zhao Li didn't dare to say one more word of nonsense. His ass peed out and ran away quickly.

Zhao Li's attendants also dared not stay here for another second. They slipped away one after another. Several timid people tripped when they passed the threshold, and finally rolled away.

As these people left, peace soon returned to the restaurant.

This time, the atmosphere was particularly dull.

I know there is such a fierce man below. When others talk, they can't help lowering their voice.

Look at this fierce man. He obviously doesn't have a good temper. If he accidentally offends the other party, it's bad.

"Elder, this is the best liquor in our restaurant. Please taste it."

The owner of the restaurant was very clever. He quickly ran out and gave Ning Qiang a pot of wine.