Li Gang said: "That old fox Shi Ming is cunning enough. If it weren't for your shrewdness, Brother Qin, we really wouldn't be able to find this place."
Feng Zheng snorted: "Even if they can hide, how can they hide from us with so many eyes and ears?"
Yang Huang secretly took a breath and sneered: "You three came here to chat with me, right?"
"Hey, boy, what do you think?" Feng Zheng's eyes flashed and he looked at Yang Huang coldly.
Yang Huang smiled and said without changing his expression: "Do you want me to thank you for coming out in time to help me outside the ground gate that day?"
Feng Zheng laughed: "You don't have to worry about that, because half of the reason why I was not for you, even if it was for you, it was because I could kill you with my own hands today!"
"Yes, we should be left to kill guys like you. How can we let those from the Yin Yang Earth Sect come and kill them?"
Yang Huang said "Oh" and said, "Does that mean you are here today to kill each other?"
"That's right!" Jin Guo and Huang Ren gritted their teeth at the same time.
Feng Zheng smiled: "You don't need to use this to sway us, because the same sect fights against each other, but it is our Tianwu sect's long tradition."
"Haha, I didn't expect that I didn't die in the hands of Wutianhui, but I died in the hands of three first- and second-level senior brothers from Tianwu Sect. It's really ridiculous!"
Yang Huang knew that he was destined to be unlucky today, so he didn't say much, pulled out the snake and swallowed it: "Are the three of you coming together, or one by one?"
"You brat, are you worthy of the three of us? Let me destroy you first!" Li Gang shouted, suddenly stepped forward with both feet, and rushed towards Yang Huang.
Among the three, he had the deepest enmity with Yang Huang, so he became the vanguard.
An overbearing murderous aura emanated from Li Gang and swept towards Yang Huang.
Li Gang did not use a weapon, but slapped Yang Huang with a pair of fleshy palms.
Just such a pair of fleshy palms, the sonorous and fierce energy inspired by it, is more terrifying than many people's weapons.
As expected of a second-class disciple!
Yang Huang bit his teeth and swallowed the sword. In the blink of an eye, he fired five swords in a row. Each sword was sharp and sharp. But the Yuan Jin in the opponent's palm was powerful and fierce, creating an invisible field of power.
The Thunder Sword Technique collided with this force field and was immediately shaken out of its direction, forcing Yang Huang to immediately change his sword technique.
But Li Gang's palm movements were non-stop.
"Hey, boy, just die!" Li Gang was overjoyed when he saw Yang Huang's sword flying sideways due to the shock, and with a push of his palm, he was about to hit Yang Huang's heart.
"drink!"
At this moment, Yang Huang suddenly raised his eyebrows, held the sword with both hands, faced Li Gang's palm, and slashed out slowly.
"brush!"
This sword is different from the previous sharp sword. It is the last move of the upper part of the Thunder Sword Technique. It is heavy and fierce, heavy and sharp!
"Um?"
Li Gang felt an unusual sense of pressure and struck at Snake Swallow with his palm. He was confident that his thunderous palm was enough to knock Yang Huang's sword away and give him a follow-up blow.
But the result was unexpected. The snake swallow seemed clumsy, but the power it exerted was endless.
"asshole!"
Li Gang finally realized that he had underestimated the power of Yang Huang's sword, but at this time, it was too late to withdraw his palm, so he could only fight with all his strength.
Yang Huang also went all out. He knew very well that with his own ability, it was impossible to face Feng Zheng and the other three at the same time.
However, if we can catch their careless mentality, there is still hope to quickly injure someone. Therefore, Yang Huang had been acting very weak just now, and his sword power was shaken by Li Gang.
When Li Gang thought he was sure to hit with one hit, Yang Huang attacked with all his strength.
"Crack!"
With a muffled groan, the swords and palms clashed, Li Gang only felt a light movement on his arm, and half of his palm was actually chopped off by Yang Huang.
At this moment, Yang Huang's Yuan Ti has reached the eighth level of the Semi-Martial Realm, which is not far away from the ninth level. Compared with Li Gang, he is both higher and lower than Li Gang, so he uses all his strength to perform his actions, and his sword power is extremely strong.
Li Gang was using his palm, so how could he withstand the power of this sword?
"Swipe! Scrub!"
When the blood mist flew from his palm, Yang Huang was unyielding and swallowed the snake as fast as lightning. He stabbed, chopped and wiped it out with several swords at the same time.
Li Gang couldn't resist. Immediately, there were flowers all over his body, blood arrows flew from the air, and his body was covered with bruises. He staggered back a few steps and sat down on the ground.
"asshole!"
With a startled and angry shout, Huang Ren quickly jumped over from the side, and a ghost-headed waist knife shot out of the air and slashed straight towards Yang Huang's neck.
"Hey, you want to save him? But it's too late!"
With a sneer, Yang Huang kicked Li Gang away, and at the same time, he returned his sword and pointed it at the ghost-headed waist knife.
"when!"
In the flash of fire, the swords split at the first touch, and then the two sides violently exchanged blows amidst the roars of their respective masters.
"Dang Dang! Dang Dang!"
Huang Ren was very proud of his sword skills and very confident. He originally thought that Yang Huang would not be able to fight him head-on. He would fight faster and faster.
The result was unexpected. Not only did Yang Huang successfully fight against him, he also fought smoothly. He took all his sharp and violent swords without any feeling of sluggishness.
The more he beat, the more frightened Huang Ren felt. He didn't know why Yang Huang was so powerful and could actually compete with him. Especially when Li Gang hugged his severed hand and cried heartbreakingly, he became even more flustered.
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Yang Huang, on the other hand, is getting better and better as he fights. He needs to defeat this opponent as soon as possible. In that case, facing Feng Zheng alone, there may be some hope.
But Feng Zheng obviously didn't give Yang Huang this chance.
"Canglang!"
There was a dragon roar of the long sword, and Feng Zheng took action. The sword rushed from behind and went straight to Yang Huang's heart.
"Asshole! Despicable!"
When Yang Huang realized something was wrong, he hurriedly stepped back.
"Crack!"
A powerful sword slashed from behind like lightning, hitting the spot where Yang Huang had just landed, creating a large hole in the ground and causing dust to fly.
"Asshole, the first-class disciples are really much better than the second-class disciples." Yang Huang was secretly surprised. He held the snake tightly and stared at Feng Zheng and Huang Ren.
At this moment, the two of them were pressing towards him step by step with sneers on their faces.
"It seems that the two of you can't help it anymore and are finally joining forces." Yang Huang said coldly with a calm expression on his face.
Feng Zheng sneered and said: "Our goal is to kill you, not to compete with you. Take your life!" With a cold snort, he looked like a ghost and rushed straight towards Yang Huang.
Almost at the same time, Huang Ren also shouted coldly and slashed at Yang Huang from the side.
After the dramatic battle just now, he no longer had any hope of killing Yang Huang alone, so he was willing to assist Feng Zheng from the flank.