The goals Yang Ming set in mind were Lan Jiao Sect and Huang Yao Pavilion. These two forces were also ranked low among the nine dragon clan sects. As long as they were persuaded to join their camp, that would be enough.
When two-thirds of the number is met, the remaining three forces will have to obey the majority.
With the goal in mind, Yang Ming must take action immediately. Every day of delay will create more instability. Shenzong has already lost three generals and will definitely find ways to reduce the power of the nine sects. Yang
Ming must strike preemptively.
One day later, Yang Ming arrived at the nearest gold and earth plate. Because the Blue Jiao Sect had a head-protecting sect monster, the Ice Soul Blue Jiao, it was much more difficult, so he put it off until later.
Standing in front of the mountain gate of Huangyao Pavilion, looking at the disciples of Huangyao Pavilion coming and going, Yang Ming sighed: "Looking at the number of disciples alone, the number of people in Zilong Palace is indeed inferior to other forces."
Then Yang Ming moved forward, trying to enter the mountain gate of Huangyao Pavilion, but was immediately stopped. This was exactly what he had planned.
"Stop, who are you, tell me your origins quickly!" The gatekeeper disciple blocked Yang Ming's path and said loudly.
"I want to see your leader." Yang Ming said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
As soon as these words came out, the disciples who guarded the gate directly caused ridicule: "Who do you think you are? Do you want to see our leader whenever you want? You don't even know who you are."
"Then you go and report that the honorary elder of Chenghua Palace is visiting and wants to see the head of Huangyao Pavilion." Yang Ming said again.
"Hahaha, are you the only one who is the honorary elder of Chenghua Palace and doesn't even draft any lies? Or do you think we are fools? If you are the elder, then I am the honorary elder of Chenghua Palace. Get out of here, otherwise
I’ll make you look good!”
The words of the gatekeeper disciple made the surrounding disciples look over, waiting to see Yang Ming's joke. Some disciples who didn't take it too seriously started shouting and had no quality. This was the disadvantage of having a large number of people. There was no guarantee that every disciple would have the same skills as him.
The corresponding ideological awareness of one’s own sect.
"Since you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do, but I want to meet the master of Huangyao Pavilion today."
Yang Ming knew that no matter what he said now, the other party would not believe it. After all, he was too young and could easily be misled by the stereotype that young age means low strength. He ignored the obstruction and tried to force his way into Huangyao Pavilion. His humility would only lead to
It is necessary to make the opponent push forward and be strong at the right time, just like Yang Ming is doing now.
"Want to break in? Have you asked me?"
The gatekeeper disciple grabbed it with one hand and wanted to catch Yang Ming and beat him up, and then throw him out after establishing his power to show his strong strength.
However, it turned out that he was dreaming. Yang Ming did not look back, but turned around and kicked out with his whip. The gatekeeper flew dozens of meters away, and instead became the target of Yang Ming's power.
"This man has some strength, let's all come together!" The man covered his chest, staggered up and said loudly to the disciples around him. After hearing this, the people around him immediately surrounded Yang Ming, preparing to swarm him.
Yang Ming secretly rejoiced. He just wanted to make a fuss. The bigger the fuss, the better. It would be best to let the Pavilion Master of Huang Yao Pavilion come out directly, so that he would not have to go look for it himself. As long as Bai Hun Perfect does not appear, who can stop him?
.
A purple field instantly burst out from Yang Ming's body, covering everyone present. Strong electric current entered their bodies, paralyzing their ability to move, leaving them extremely horrified.
"He is at the black soul level? So what he just said is true?" This was the thought in the mind of the gatekeeper disciple at this time. He had never thought that the teenage boy in front of him really had the elder level.
In terms of strength, the thing that alarmed him even more was that just now he had brazenly said that he was the master of Chenghua Palace. If the real master of Chenghua Palace knew about it, Huang Yao Pavilion probably wouldn't come forward for him.
"Who is making trouble here?" Just when Yang Ming was trapping a group of disciples, a voice came from afar.
Yang Ming smiled slightly, thinking in his heart: Finally, a heavyweight figure has arrived.
An old figure flew over quickly, and the energy around him distorted the space, proving that his level was not an ordinary elder, but a powerful figure with the strength of a white soul.
In the blink of an eye, this person arrived in front of Yang Ming. Seeing so many disciples trapped in the field, he took action without saying a word and punched hard. The air was compressed to the limit, forming an air cannon and shooting towards Yang.
Exploded away brightly.
Yang Ming did not dare to be too bold, so he directly summoned the Tianlin Thunder Halberd and waved it towards the space in front of him. As if something was cut open, two huge earth pits exploded behind him on the left and right sides, and the earth flew everywhere.
It turns out that the swing just now cut open the air cannon that was invisible to the naked eye.
The old man's eyes shrank, and he immediately understood that the young man in front of him was difficult to deal with. With a wave of his hand, the space shook. Cracks appeared in Yang Ming's domain, and the next moment it shattered. The disciples trapped inside took the opportunity to escape.
Gathered behind the old man.
Yang Ming also had a solemn expression. Sure enough, the White Soul Demon Warrior is not that easy to deal with. He uses magic elements to make the space unstable and break his domain. This is the reason why the White Soul Demon Warrior does not commonly use the field. The space on the planet is too large.
Easily broken.
The old man pointed at the gatekeeper and asked, "Tell me what's going on?"
The gatekeeper was hesitant and speechless for a long time. The old man became angry and shouted loudly at the man: "Say, if you don't tell me, I will punish you to the top of Xuanzhong Mountain for a year!"
As soon as he heard the name "Xuanzhong Mountain", the man immediately shuddered and said quickly: "Back to the Pavilion Master, this man forced his way into the mountain gate. The disciples were just on duty to stop him. I didn't expect that he was very powerful, so he just killed him.
It knocked me away, and I had no choice but to call for help, hoping to stop this person together, as all the other disciples present can testify."
Yang Ming smiled. It turned out that this old man was Cheng Fengnian, the master of the pavilion. In front of the top leader, he could also say that he was avoiding the important and taking the easy. He suddenly felt that the force of the kick just now was too light. Even if he broke a few of his bones, it would not matter.
Pass.
Cheng Fengnian turned to look at Yang Ming and said with a gloomy face: "Is what he said true?"
"Master Cheng, are you sure your disciple is right? Or are you just so protective of your shortcomings, regardless of right or wrong?"
Yang Ming's sarcastic words made the already unhappy Cheng Fengnian instantly angry. He said loudly: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care who is right or wrong. Anyway, my purpose in life is that my fist is the truth. If you can defeat
I, even if I were asked to pass the throne to you, I would not object."
Yang Ming was stunned for a while after hearing this. He didn't expect that the other party would say such things, so he would be confident in persuading Huang Yaoge to join their front.
For a straightforward person like Cheng Fengnian, force is indeed the simplest and most effective method, but the strength of the leader of a pavilion must be extraordinary. If Yang Ming wants to defeat Cheng Fengnian, he has to pay a certain price, but then
No matter what, Yang Ming is confident in his own strength.
"Master Cheng, as long as I defeat you, we can discuss anything?" Yang Ming asked with a strange smile.
After Cheng Fengnian saw Yang Ming's smile, he had a bad premonition, but he had already said the big words, and it would be difficult to take them back. Besides, among the nine dragon kings, he has the strongest defense. A junior can
It would be good to break through his defense, let alone defeat him.
"Boy, I, Cheng Fengnian, keep my promise and will not default on my debt. I just don't know if you have the strength anymore?" Cheng Fengnian held his head high and said loudly.
"Okay, then Yang Ming, a disciple of the Purple Dragon Palace, is now going to challenge the master of the Huangyao Pavilion. I wonder if you will accept it?" Yang Ming circled the Tianlin Thunder Halberd, carried it behind his back, made an invitation gesture with his right hand, and then
Said passionately.
"It turns out that you are the son Yang Yongxin just found. You really don't know how high the world is. You don't want to hide in the Purple Dragon Palace and come to my Huangyao Pavilion to cause trouble. Today I will educate you on behalf of your father and see what you can do!"
The surrounding disciples had already retreated to a safe position when Cheng Fengnian spoke. All eyes fell on Yang Ming. Some people even quickly ran to call people to watch the fun. They wanted to see who the latter was.
What's so extraordinary about them is that they actually threatened to challenge their pavilion master.
Cheng Fengnian shook hands into a fist and punched Yang Ming directly. This time he used magic element, which was even more powerful. The yellow light turned into a giant fist of energy, like a meteorite hitting Yang Ming. The surrounding people
The space cannot withstand the huge pressure and is full of cracks. This is the difference between the white soul demon warrior and the black soul demon warrior.
Yang Ming put away other thoughts. Now he only had one, which was to defeat Cheng Fengnian in front of him. He took a deep breath, clenched the Tianlin Thunder Halberd with both hands, and the magic energy in his body exploded, all concentrated on the tip of the Thunder Halberd, and stabbed suddenly.
out.
"Chaos Breaking Heavenly Halberd!"
An ancient halberd appeared above Yang Ming's head. Following his movements, it rushed towards the energy fist. The two collided, erupting into a huge energy storm that swept away.
"Is this an attack that a black soul demon warrior can unleash? This is too perverted!"
The surrounding disciples watching the battle were shaken by the overflowing aftermath and were unable to stand still. They retreated and looked at Yang Ming with extremely horrified eyes. Only now did the gatekeeper disciple understand what kind of evildoer he had provoked.
Cheng Fengnian was also amazed again and again. After all, Yang Ming was a big difference from himself. It was already amazing that Yang Ming could block his attack, but he was still far from being able to defeat him.
When the energy storm dissipated, everyone turned their attention to the field again and found that Yang Ming's figure had disappeared. They were stunned and ran away. Someone looked around and finally spotted Yang Ming's figure above Cheng Fengnian.
"Chaos Earthshatter Halberd!"
An equally ancient giant halberd fell rapidly, carrying unparalleled gravity, pressing against Cheng Fengnian's body. Breaking the sky is sharp, and breaking the ground is powerful. These are the characteristics of the two moves.
"Hmph, compare gravity with me, don't overestimate your own abilities!"
Cheng Fengnian snorted coldly, and strong magic fluctuations erupted from his body. A repulsive force comparable to the gravity of the Chaos Earth Splitting Halberd reflected from the ground to the sky, treating the other person in his own way.