"He Zudao, since these two losers He Taichong and Li Mo can't do anything to you."
"Then I'll have to do it myself!"
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and walked slowly towards He Zudao step by step.
Is Yang Ming going to deal with me too?
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 was no trace of the devil.
"Yang Ming, you haven't been possessed by a demon, why do you dare to speak to me like this?"
He Zudao looked stunned and said in a deep voice.
Before, He Taichong and Li Mo dared to attack him because they were planted with demon seeds by demons.
But everything was normal with Yang Ming in front of him, so why did he dare to say such arrogant words to himself?
"The two of them were given demonic seeds by the demon. Could it be that you took refuge in the demon?"
He Zudao thought of this possibility.
Only this possibility can explain why Yang Ming said such things even though he was not planted with a demon seed.
"demon?"
"A mere monster is worthy of me taking refuge. What a big joke!"
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth turned up slightly, showing a hint of disdain.
"Yang Ming, I don't care if you have taken refuge in the demon or not, anyway... there must be something wrong with you!"
"When I capture you, I will definitely get some news."
He Zudao had a vague feeling that the fact that He Taichong and Li Mo were 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 so fast, like lightning!
Three feet!
Two feet!
One foot!
Just 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 hard!
The air buzzed, making bursts of harsh 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, but not kill him on the spot!
On the other side, when Yang Ming saw the fierce attack of He Zudao, he not only did not dodge, but also stood very calmly.
as if.
In his eyes, what was attacking was not a strong man in the realm of gods, but an ant!
"Don't dodge? Aren't you afraid?"
He Zudao felt a little surprised when he saw this scene.
In his opinion, only Yang Ming, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, would be frightened and panicked when faced with his attack, and then run away.
But the reality was contrary to what he imagined. Yang Ming was not afraid or dodge, and actually stood calmly where he was.
"Although I have not yet returned to my prime, there is no need to dodge when faced with an attack from an ant like you!"
Yang Ming looked at He Zudao, with the corners of his mouth raised in contempt.
"snort!"
"I'll capture you later and see if you can still be stubborn?"
He Zudao heard this and snorted coldly.
Speeding up again, He Zudao's left hand was pinched around Yang Ming's neck before even taking a breath!
"Yang Ming, let me see how arrogant you are now..."
The moment he grabbed Yang Ming's neck, He Zudao laughed ferociously.
But just when he was about to exert force, he noticed something unusual.
That is, no matter how hard I try, I can't pinch Yang Ming's neck even one inch!
It was as if Yang Ming's neck was standing there like an unshakable wall!
And I am just a tiny ant!
You know, you are a strong person in the realm of gods!
If he pinches it with all his strength, even a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk will have his neck exploded on the spot. Even a strong man in the early stages of becoming a god will be seriously injured without warning!
What exactly is going on?
"He Zudao, with this little strength, dare to be arrogant in front of me?"
"How ungrateful!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.
After the words fell, he suddenly raised his right hand, and while the spiritual energy surged, he grabbed He Zudao's left arm.
"Cut it off!"
Yang Ming roared and exerted force with his right hand. The next moment, there was a click, and He Zudao's left arm was broken!
"ah!"
He Zudao on the other side felt the sharp pain coming from his left arm and let out a low roar of pain.
He hasn't felt this kind of hurt feeling for hundreds of years!
Yang Ming did not let He Zudao off just because he made a painful sound.
He raised his right foot and kicked He Zudao hard on the abdomen.
With just a bang, He Zudao flew out like a cannonball, smashing the back wall into pieces.
If Yang Ming had not arranged a soundproof formation here before, such a loud movement would have attracted the Kunlun Sect's people.
"Ahem."
After three breaths, He Zudao climbed up holding on to the gravel.
At this time, the contempt in his eyes when he looked at Yang Ming had long since disappeared, and instead there was a hint of dignity.
"You are not the strength of the late Nascent Soul, and you are not Yang Ming!"
"who are you?"
He Zudao stared at Yang Ming and said in a deep voice.
In the eyes of He Zudao, although Yang Ming has good qualifications, his ability to cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage is already the limit. How can he possibly cultivate to the realm of God Transformation!
For many monks, the golden elixir realm is a hurdle.
For genius monks, the Nascent Soul realm is another hurdle.
For top geniuses, reaching the realm of divine transformation is another hurdle.
He Zudao was able to become the leader of the Kunlun Sect, so he was naturally a top genius, but even he himself was able to break through to the realm of divine transformation only due to luck, let alone Yang Ming, who was even less talented than himself!
"He Zudao, it doesn't matter who I am!"
"The important thing is that after today, you will die! The Kunlun Sect will also fall!"
Yang Ming slowly approached He Zudao step by step.
"Humph, we still don't know who will win!"
"Although you are very strong, you are not invincible!"
He Zudao suddenly pulled out his sword, preparing to pounce on Yang Ming.
But at the next moment, he suddenly turned around and walked out of Yuxu Palace!
Judging from its style, he is preparing to escape.
In fact, He Zudao already understood in his heart that through the previous confrontation, he understood that he was no longer Yang Ming's opponent. Instead of entangled with Yang Ming, it would be better to leave here first and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.
But how could Yang Ming give He Zudao a chance!
"Want to run? Is it possible!"
Yang Ming had a look of disdain on his face.
The figure flashed and appeared in front of Yang Ming like a ghost!
With a flick of his wrist, he quickly grabbed He Zudao's right arm, and with a sudden force, he heard a click, and He Zudao's right arm was broken!
Before it was over, Yang Ming kicked out and heard two clicks. He Zudao's legs were suddenly kicked off!
"ah!"
Three limbs were severed, and they all let out painful wails despite their ability to reach the realm of Taoist transformation.
This sound makes people shudder!
But Yang Ming doesn’t think so! He felt that the sound was very pleasant!
"He Zudao, there are two roads before us now!"
"The first one is to 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 make you die in pain!"
"You can choose between these two paths!"
Yang Ming stepped on He Zudao's head with his left foot and looked down.
