"He Zudao, since He Taichong, these two wastes Li Mo can't do anything to you."

"I'll just do it myself!"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly walked towards He Zudao step by step.

This Yang Ming also wants to deal with me?

Could it be that the demons were also planted by demons?

He Zudao looked at Yang Ming and found that Yang Ming's eyes were clear and there was no trace of the demon seed.

"Yang Ming, you have not been deviled by demons, why dare you speak to me like this?"

He Zudao's face was stunned and said in a deep voice.

Before, He Taichong and Li Mo dared to attack him because they were planted with demons.

But Yang Ming in front of him is normal, why dares to say such arrogant words to him?

"They were deviled by demons. Could it be that you defected to the demon?"

He Zudao thought of this possibility.

Only this possibility can explain why Yang Ming was not planted with a demon species, but said this.

"demon?"

"A mere demon is worthy of letting me surrender. It's such a big joke!"

Yang Ming's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of disdain.

"Yang Ming, I don't care whether you have defected to the demon or not. Anyway... you must have a problem!"

"When I capture you, I will definitely know some news."

He Zudao vaguely felt that He Taichong and Li Mo were planted with demons, which had nothing to do with Yang Ming.

The next moment, he tapped the ground with his left foot, and then shot towards Yang Ming like a sharp arrow.

The speed is as fast as lightning!

Three feet!

Two feet!

One foot!

Just when He Zudao was only half a foot away from Yang Ming, he suddenly poked out his left hand and grabbed Yang Ming's neck hard!

The air rushes, making harsh sounds of sonic booms.

It can be seen that He Zudao's catch was extremely fierce, but under He Zudao's precise control, this move would only hurt Yang Ming, and would not die on the spot!

On the other hand, when Yang Ming saw He Zudao who was attacking with great force, he not only did not flash, but also stood there calmly.

as if.

In his eyes, what was attacking was not a powerful man from the God Transformation Realm, but an ant!

"No flash? Are you still afraid?"

He Zudao was also a little surprised when he saw this scene.

In his opinion, only Yang Ming, who is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, will be frightened and panicked when facing his attacks, and then run away.

But the facts were contrary to what he imagined. Yang Ming was not afraid or shy, and he stood calmly in place.

"Although I have not yet returned to my heyday, why should I dodge against an ant like you?"

Yang Ming looked at He Zudao, his mouth raised high, showing a look of contempt.

"snort!"

"I'll catch you later. Can you still be stubborn?"

He Zudao snorted coldly when he heard this.

Speeding up again, and before even a breath came, He Zudao's left hand was pinching Yang Ming's neck!

"Yang Ming, I see how arrogant you are now..."

The moment he grabbed Yang Ming's neck, He Zudao smiled grimly.

But just as he was about to exert force, he discovered an abnormality.

That is, no matter how hard you try, you can't pinch Yang Ming's neck a little!

It seemed that Yang Ming's neck stood there like an unshakable city wall!

And I am just a tiny ant!

You must know that I am a powerful person in the God Transformation Realm!

If you pinch yourself with all your strength, even a cultivator with the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul would be choked on the spot. Even if a strong man in the early stage of the God Transformation stage would be seriously injured if he was unprepared!

What's going on?

"He Zudao, even this little power dares to be arrogant in front of me?"

"I really don't know awe!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

After the words came, he suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed He Zudao's left arm as the spiritual energy surged.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Ming roared lowly and exerted force with his right hand. The next moment, he heard a click, and He Zudao's left arm broke!

"ah!"

He Zudao on the other side felt the heart-wrenching pain from his left arm and let out a painful growl.

He hasn't felt this feeling of injury for hundreds of years!

Yang Ming did not let the latter go because He Zudao made a painful sound.

He raised his right foot and kicked He Zudao hard on the lower abdomen.

With a bang, He Zudao smashed out like a cannonball, smashing the back wall to pieces.

If it weren't for the sound insulation formation that had been arranged by Yang Ming before, such a big disturbance would have attracted the Kunlun Sect's people long ago.

"Ahem."

After three breaths, He Zudao climbed up with the gravel.

At this time, the gaze he looked at Yang Ming was no longer as contempt as before, but a hint of solemnity was added to his eyes.

"You are not the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and you are not Yang Ming!"

"Who are you?"

He Zudao stared at Yang Ming and said in a deep voice.

In He Zudao's eyes, although Yang Ming has good qualifications, it is already the limit to be able to cultivate to the late stage of the Nascent Soul. How could he cultivate to the realm of Transformation of Gods!

For many monks, the Golden Elixir Realm is a hurdle.

For genius monks, the Nascent Soul Realm is another hurdle.

And for top geniuses, the realm of Transformation of God is another hurdle.

He Zudao was naturally a top genius when he became the head of the Kunlun Sect. But even if he himself could break through to the realm of God Transformation, it was just luck, let alone Yang Ming, whose talent was worse than himself!

"He Zudao, it doesn't matter who I am!"

"What's important is that after today, you will die! The Kunlun Sect will also decline!"

Yang Ming slowly approached He Zudao step by step.

"Hmph, who will win to death? It's still possible!"

"Although you are very strong, you are not invincible!"

He Zudao suddenly drew out his sword and was about to pounce on Yang Ming.

But the next moment, he suddenly turned around and headed out of Yuxu Palace!

Judging from its style, it is ready to escape.

In fact, He Zudao already understood in his heart that through the fight just now, he realized that he was no longer Yang Ming's opponent. Instead of entangling with Yang Ming, it would be better to leave here first and wait for an opportunity to fight back.

But how could Yang Ming give He Zudao a chance?

"Want to run? Is it possible!"

There was a look of disdain on Yang Ming's face.

His figure flashed and appeared in front of Yang Ming like a ghost!

He shook his wrist and quickly grabbed He Zudao's right arm. He suddenly used force. With a click, He Zudao's right arm broke!

Before this was over, Yang Ming kicked it out, and with two clicks, He Zudao's legs were suddenly kicked off!

"ah!"

His three limbs were broken, and even with the strength of the God Transformation Realm, they all let out painful wails.

This sound is chilling!

But Yang Ming didn't think so! He felt that the sound was very pleasant!

"He Zudao, there are two ways in front of you now!"

"First, hand over the key to the Secret Hall below Yuxu Palace and die decently."

"The second one is that I will search your soul and let you die in pain!"

"You choose these two paths yourself!"
Chapter completed!