"Oh no, I was caught red-handed."

Hearing Master Yangxu's shout, Yi Ming actually felt as if he had been walking by a river for a long time and finally got his shoes wet.

Bai Rongrong's reaction was much calmer than Yi Ming's. It was just killing people to rob treasures. Why should she hide it? "Are you talking about a red-faced Taoist who looks old but not dead?" Bai Rongrong glanced at Yang Xu Zhenren calmly. "That guy didn't know what was good for him. He made trouble for others and is now dead."

True Man Yangxu was furious. "I said I had asked him to come to Golden Wind City to discuss and witness the event, but he never showed up. I thought he was delayed by something, but I didn't expect him to die outside Golden Wind City."

When Master Yangxu saw that Zhao Feiling and Bai Rongrong were equally matched, he also flew up, raised a flying sword and stabbed at Bai Rongrong, and at the same time shouted to Yi Ming and the others, "This woman killed my brother, I will never forgive her. This is a personal grudge between me and this bitch, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Everyone focused their attention on Yi Ming again. Yi Ming sighed, but had to take action. "Speaking of which, I am quite arrogant, right? The victim's family found out that the evidence was dirty, so I killed the family as well?"

"I was the one who killed your brother Lu Chong, so come and kill me." Yi Ming flashed and appeared beside Bai Rongrong, facing the flying sword of Zhenren Yang Xu.

"Fuck, you can't beat them, and what personal grudges do you have? Do you really think they will just sit there and watch you attack Bai Rongrong?"

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However, they are in the same group after all, and they see each other every day. If they don't take action now, they will have trouble meeting each other in the future.

Zhenren Yangxu took all his strength to completely dispel the murderous aura of death, tyranny, and indifference. For a moment, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to move forward again.

After only a few rounds, Master Yangxu said that his old bones could not take it anymore and he had to find someone to help.

Yi Ming's "Heavenly Punishment Palm" is obviously one of the more powerful ones.

Xuan Sanzi and Hutousanren looked at each other. Didn’t they say they were just here to be witnesses? Why did they start two more games?

Although the exquisite sword rope had no special effects, its aura could not be concealed from anyone. Zhenren Yangxu only felt a sword-like and rope-like aura surrounding him. When his body-protecting true energy touched it, it was twisted and stretched by the chaotic power contained in it and almost shattered.

"Xuan Sanzi, the Tiger-headed Wanderer!"

In his heart, he complained that Master Yangxu was too empty, and Xuan Sanzi made up his mind to just talk big. "This fellow Daoist has invited you to fight. This fight is a fight between fellow Daoist Xue and fellow Daoist Yuan. We are just witnesses, so it is not appropriate for us to fight. If there is any personal grudge, you should agree on a time and place after this fight to decide the winner."

"I am Yangxu, the sheep as in cattle and sheep, not weak yang energy!" Zhenren Yangxu said angrily, but was soon overwhelmed by Yi Ming's exquisite sword rope and could hardly respond.

Xuan Sanzi and Hutousanren were a little conflicted.

Advancing to the Condensation Stage, refining the True Essence, guiding the True Essence to transform into a shape with the spiritual consciousness, evolving into the True Essence Giant Palm. This is basically a common spell for cultivators in the Condensation Stage, and any cultivator in the Condensation Stage can perform it. However, there are also some sects or cultivators who innovate on this secret method, resulting in the same True Essence Giant Palm, but the effects of each family are different.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Ming pulled out the protective true energy of Yangxu Zhenren with one pull. The Qixiu Qi rushed into Yangxu Zhenren's body, rampaging through his body, making him unable to hold back and spurt out a mouthful of blood.

However, there are only two of them left on their side, while there are four people on the other side. If a fight really breaks out, won't they all be left behind?

"Haha." Xuan Sanzi seemed to be unaware of it and said, "I was just immersed in the fight between Fellow Daoist Xue and Patriarch Yuan, and I didn't check it out for a while. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Hey, something seems to be wrong? "Isn't what I said nonsense? The more unstable the foundation of a cultivator is, the more powerless he will be in the face of any attack." With a flick of his finger, several more exquisite sword ropes were ejected. At the same time, he pinched his hand seals, and under his control, one end of the exquisite sword ropes was connected to his side, and the other end was around Master Yangxu, whipping him non-stop.

Yi Ming felt the application of Linglong Qixiu in actual combat and nodded seriously, "The more unstable the foundation of a cultivator is, the more powerless he will be when facing Linglong Qixiu."

Yang Xu Zhenren's whole body was shaking, and he mobilized all his true energy to dissipate the evil spirit that was like a maggot attached to his body. "What a terrifying True Energy Giant Palm Secret Technique."

"Pa!" A slap hit Master Yangxu.

"Pa!" Zhenren Yangxu was not knocked away, so Yi Ming slapped him again.

"What's this!"

"Pa!" A slap sent the sword flying.

A giant palm of true energy suddenly appeared. This palm was solid and heavy, with black energy flowing in the palm, revealing a murderous aura that could annihilate everything. This was exactly the secret technique "Heavenly Punishment Palm" that Yi Ming obtained from the game.

However, since the truth has been revealed, the enemy has been made, and the fight has begun, can he just stop now and pretend that nothing has happened? Even if Master Yangxu is willing, Yi Ming will not stop.

"Xuan Sanzi, Brother Hutou, please lend me a hand." Zhenren Yangxu shouted to his other two companions.

Yi Ming glanced at Xuan Sanzi and said, "When that Zhao guy and this immortal with weak yang energy started fighting, you didn't say anything about not fighting?"

Pa, pa, pa! Ordinary mortals might not be able to see anything, but in the eyes of many Condensation Stage cultivators present, Yi Ming was like a tentacle monster, with more than a dozen long, thick tentacles waving constantly, almost wrapping up Master Yangxu, whipping and stabbing him non-stop.

Xuan Sanzi's eyes flickered, but Hu Tou San Ren shouted, "That's enough. You just said it was a personal grudge, and now you're asking us for help? Fellow Daoist Xuan Sanzi and I are here to bear witness for Brother Xue, not to help you get revenge. If you don't want revenge, just apologize to this fellow Daoist. I believe that this is the time for a fight in Jinfeng Gorge, and this fellow Daoist won't make things difficult for you."

Yi Ming was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this rough-looking burly man could actually be a scheming man. He even wanted to use words to control him?

Zhenren Yangxu tried to break out several times but failed. He was hit by a rope again and was even more seriously injured. Seeing that he could no longer rely on his two drinking buddies, he looked at Yi Ming and prepared to surrender.

But at this moment, several extremely obscure auras suddenly approached his body. Before he could say anything, an invisible needle pierced his throat, blocking the words he wanted to say back into his stomach.

(End of this chapter)