Infinite Double Cultivation System

"Although Taihuangtian will definitely pursue it in the future, once Taihuangtian makes a move, this person will undoubtedly die, but this person can have such strength, and he is worthy of the name of a genius."

While everyone was discussing, after Yang Ming completely solved the funeral, his mana continued to surge, and the light in his pupils flickered. He looked at the old man and the three and said coldly!

"I remember, you are with him. Since you are with him, if he dies, you will all go to hell with him."

"Um?"

Hearing this, the three of them were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces darkened in an instant, looking at Yang Ming with ferocious killing intent!

Especially the boy in black, who took a step across, holding the long sword behind his back in the palm of his hand, exuding a strong sword aura!

Obviously, this peerless flying sword!

Looking at Yang Ming, he said coldly!

"Yang Baicheng, you mean because of the burial, and the three of us will also die, right?"

"Since you dare to come to me, you should make all the preparations first. Am I, Yang Baicheng, a good person?"

Yang Ming sneered and replied coldly.

"Hahaha, it's really funny, funny!"

The boy in black immediately burst into laughter, but then his face turned cold, and he looked at Yang Ming, slamming every word!

"Don't think that you killed Bu, just think that we are nothing more than that. Let me tell you, Bu is the weakest among the four of us. If you kill him, you have nothing to be proud of!"

"That's right, Zan's strength is indeed good, but compared with us, it's still far behind. If you think that if you kill Zan, the three of us will become lambs waiting to be slaughtered by you, I'm sorry to tell you, You are wrong, and very wrong."

The middle-aged man also sneered and said disdainfully!

"It's really unexpected that the three of us will face such a situation one day!"

The old man sighed, looked at Yang Ming, and shook his head, as if he never thought that he would suddenly be looked down upon by a younger generation who had been in the fairy world for many years!

Looking at the three of them, he looked as relaxed as killing a chicken.

"Too much nonsense!"

Facing the three of them, Yang Ming was not polite and sneered.

"Too much nonsense? Yang Baicheng, you are really arrogant. If that's the case, let me teach you a lesson!"

The young man in black sneered, with a sword in his hand, he came to Yang Ming and stared at him coldly.

"Really? You deserve it too?"

Yang Ming also coldly refused, his momentum not weak at all.

"Yang Baicheng, I don't know where you got the courage. Do you think that if you kill a funeral, you will ignore all the masters in the entire fairy world? If this is the case, then I am too disappointed in you!"

The old man sighed, looked at Yang Ming, and then at Qiao!

"It's different from Zhuan. He specializes in one way, and he has practiced it for thousands of years. After he practiced Dzogchen, he didn't practice other ways, and based on his understanding of the way, he created nine killing styles. These nine styles are A power that surpasses the Three Thousand Ways!"

"Can you not just chirp silently, talk nonsense, and just shoot?"

Hearing this, Yang Ming scratched his ears and said impatiently.

"There is really no cure. Originally, the treasure comes first, so naturally the treasure is the main thing. Since you insist on this, then come, I will help you!"

Hearing this, Jie said calmly, he raised the long sword in his hand flatly, at this moment the whole person's aura had completely calmed down, and the whole person stood there, as if the human sword merged into one, motionless.