Obviously, Lin Muqiang, who can be called "senior" by Ning Qiang and treated with respect, cannot be a weakling. The only possibility is that Lin Muqiang is outrageous.
Looking at Lin Mu's dull expression, he felt as if there was no difference between ordinary warriors fighting and these Taoist gods fighting, and they were all sparse and ordinary in his eyes.
Taken together, Lin Mu is probably a sub-sage!
The sub-sage is the top existence in the dark world. It is said that the accomplished Yuzao Saint can reach the realm of the sub-sage and lead the Yuzao Palace to suppress all directions and become invincible.
If Lin Mu is really the Young Sage and is willing to help him, then their Xu family may not be able to overcome the desperate situation.
"What are you going to do?"
Zhao Li looked at Ning Qiang in fear, and said sternly: "If you dare to hurt me again, our Zhao family will not let you go."
Yang Ming was the bodyguard arranged by his family, and he had solved many troubles for him in the past.
Over time, he has developed a habit, thinking that there is no problem that Yang Ming cannot solve. Who would have thought that today Yang Ming would be knocked away with just one move.
Without Yang Ming's trump card, he had no confidence in his heart.
"Little bastard, haven't you ever heard that murder must be paid with life, and blood must be paid with blood? If you want to kill me, what do you want me to do?"
Ning Qiang showed a ferocious smile.
"No, don't kill me."
Zhao Li's face suddenly turned pale, and the fear on his face became even stronger.
"Black Pearl is destroyed, kill!"
At this time, a stronger aura burst out from outside the door. Yang Ming did not know what kind of trick he used, burning his power crazily, his body merged into the black bead, and then the black bead turned into a black light, facing Ning Qiang
Shoot him over.
Bang!
Ning Qiang did not dodge, he punched out and immediately blocked the black bead.
However, Yang Ming, who was under the power of Burning Dao, was also very strong. Even Ning Qiang could not easily repel him, and the two sides were deadlocked.
"Are you stalling for time?"
While resisting the black beads, Ning Qiang suddenly understood Yang Ming's plan and said in surprise.
"Yes, I have informed the family that the young master is in danger. It will not take long for the family to send experts here. Now my task is no longer to resist you, but to hold you back."
Yang Ming said coldly: "When the masters of my Zhao family arrive, no matter how capable you are, you will only fail and be captured. This is the result of offending my Zhao family."
"It sounds like it's scary."
Ning Qiang shook his head, and with a clang, he took out an ancient golden sword.
A destructive aura suddenly emitted from this golden ancient sword.
This golden ancient sword is the Dao-killing sword.
When he left Ning's house before, he had a premonition that he might encounter trouble when he came to Yuzao City, so Lin Mu temporarily lent the sword to Ning Qiang and asked Ning Qiang to use it to kill the enemy.
When he got this sword, Ning Qiang kept feeling itchy and wanted to test its power, because when he held this sword, he could clearly feel his terror.
Unfortunately, there was no chance to use it along the way, which made him feel quite regretful.
Now that he finally had a chance to use it, he suddenly felt some blood surge.
As soon as he saw Ning Qiang taking out the Dao-killing Sword, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed and he had a bad feeling. From this mysterious golden ancient sword, he sensed a fatal crisis.
Naturally, he didn't know that the Dao-killing Sword was stained with the resentment of the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor was a more terrifying existence than the Dark Saint Ancestor today. If he was killed by the Dao-Zlaying Sword, even the Dark Saint Ancestor could not save him.
"Boy, it's over."
Ning Qiang held the Dao-killing Sword in his hand, feeling extremely refreshed, and slashed directly at Yang Ming.
Although he has never used this sword, it is a sword given by his senior. He believes that the power of this sword must be extraordinary, which makes him full of expectations.
Phew!
The Dao-killing Sword instantly cut through the black bead formed by Yang Ming, and then Yang Ming's body fell to the ground. However, at this time, Yang Ming's body had been broken into two pieces.
What's even more frightening is that Taoist gods are technically immortal. Even if their physical bodies die, they can recover quickly. However, these two bodies just lay on the ground dead, without any trace of recovery.
Dead!
Taoist god Yang Ming died like this.
All this happened so suddenly, not to mention other people, even Ning Qiang was stunned.
He looked at the Dao-killing Sword in his hand, and then at Yang Ming's body on the ground. His eyes were filled with astonishment, and it was almost hard to believe that he had done it himself.
"Holy shit, senior is indeed a senior. He's very powerful with all his weapons."
After coming back to his senses, Ning Qiang couldn't calm down in his heart, and a violent tsunami rolled over him.
He knew that the weapon Lin Mu gave him would definitely not be a mortal thing, but he never imagined that it would be so terrifying. With just one sword, a Taoist god was killed.
This is a true annihilation of both body and soul. He cannot die anymore, instead of falling into a deep sleep. This shows that even Yang Ming's avenue has been cut off by this sword. It is simply terrifying.
Even Ning Qiang is like this, not to mention the others around him.
The entire restaurant fell into a dead silence.
If Yang Ming wasn't a famous person, no one would be able to believe that he was a Taoist god.
That was a Taoist god, how could he be killed by a sword?
Many people couldn't help but look at the Dao-killing sword in Ning Qiang's hand.
Obviously, anyone who is not a fool can see that Yang Ming's death was caused by this sword.
The previous Ning Qiang was clearly on par with the ego-burning Yang Ming, but as soon as he took out this sword, his strength increased by countless levels, and he cut down Yang Ming with one sword.
As for Zhao Li, he was so frightened that his two limbs trembled, almost feeling like he was incontinent.
Yang Ming was defeated and Yang Ming was killed. These are two concepts. The former only made him feel scared, but he had not lost hope, while the latter made him completely despair.
"rest assured."
Glancing at Zhao Li, Ning Qiang said disdainfully: "I don't even bother to kill a useless coward like you. I just said that murder must be paid with life, and blood debt must be paid with blood. Now the mistakes you have committed have been made by you."
To repay the debt to the guardian, you can go as far as you want."
When Zhao Li heard this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty. Looking at his excited eyes, he was clearly crying with joy.
"Yes, yes, I'll get out right now, senior, I'll get out now."
Immediately, Zhao Li didn't dare to say another word of nonsense, and ran away quickly with his butt dripping.
None of Zhao Li's followers dared to stay here for a second longer, so they slipped away one after another. Several of the timid ones tripped and fell when they passed the threshold, and finally rolled away.
As these people left, the restaurant quickly returned to calm.
This time, the atmosphere was particularly dull.
Knowing that there is such a fierce person below, others can't help but lower their voices when chatting.
Looking at this fierce man, he obviously doesn't seem to have a good temper. It would be terrible if he accidentally offends the other party.
"Senior, this is the best spirit in our restaurant. Please taste it."
The owner of the restaurant was very clever and ran out quickly and gave Ning Qiang a bottle of wine.