After saying that, Zhu Cheng used the zhenqi in his palm to push away the wine glass and the Mongolian sweat medicine on it.

They were right. Yang Ming had indeed tampered with it. Speaking of which, these Mongolian sweat medicines were obtained from Du Yan before.

Du Yan's unique drug was clever enough, but once she tried it, she realized that it was completely ineffective against old foxes like them.

Yang Ming's face also turned ugly, as if someone had exposed a ruse.

"If the three of you had not been promoted by my father, why would you be here today? Now that you are in dire straits, do you want to repay kindness with enmity?"

Yang Ming became a little angry.

It's okay that he didn't say these words, but once he said these words, it made the three of them even more contemptuous.

How long had Yang Ming mentioned his father, which fully demonstrated his incompetence!

"You want to harm me? What nonsense are you talking about!"

Hong Sanming had the most explosive temper. He took out his scimitar and slashed at him.

From sitting to taking action in one go, the chair under his butt instantly shattered.

There was a flash of cold light, followed by a burst of sword energy.

Yang Ming also drew his sword in an instant, and the two sides faced each other tit for tat.

Boom!

The tables and chairs placed in the hall were shattered one after another, pushed out by the powerful infuriating energy, and tiny cracks appeared on the walls.

"Huh?"

Hong Sanming was surprised.

There is a huge gap between the two sides, but Yang Ming can actually take the attack head-on?

This kid has really improved in strength!

But it didn't matter. As soon as Hong Sanming took action, he already had confidence in his heart and tested Yang Ming's cultivation base.

Humph, he's not even a tenth-level warrior, so there's nothing to worry about.

Yang Ming, who was on the opposite side, attacked next and took a slight step back.

Hong Sanming struck him with several more blows in the blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming held a knife in one hand and his whole aura changed!

With one slash of the sword, the energy came overwhelming like a group of peaks.

"What?"

Hong Sanming’s pupils shrank!

He took action urgently and slashed out with dense sword light, but for a moment he was suppressed by the momentum coming from the front and was unable to break through.

After the buzzing, Hong Sanming, as the stronger party, took two steps back, and a knife mark appeared on his open chest.

ah?

Even Zhu Cheng and Sun Feng who were watching the battle were stunned.

How is it possible? Hong Sanming, who was in the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, was almost disemboweled by Yang Ming, a mere tenth-level warrior?

Just from the sword intention just now, Yang Ming gave people the impression that it was even stronger!

But the two people reacted immediately and quickly attacked from both sides.

It would be a great shame if the three mid-stage Qi Gathering Realm masters could not defeat Yang Ming within a few breaths!

Zhu Cheng's weapon is a weird abacus, and it looks very tacky with its shiny gold.

But he was the one who was the most ruthless!

Hong Sanming just wanted to hurt someone, but Zhu Cheng was very tricky!

Sun Feng attacked from the other side.

The sword in Yang Ming's hand almost left an afterimage, and the sword's light flashed towards Sun Feng.

At the same time, he turned his head and pushed out with a palm.

In this small space, Kang Long Youhui directly rolled up the floor tiles and came towards him.

"What the hell?"

Zhu Cheng didn't realize that something was wrong, so he eagerly turned from offense to defense, with his abacus in front of him.

However, before the powerful wind passed by, Yang Ming magically transformed his palm into a claw, which inexplicably created a suction force!

The switching between two completely different martial arts is extremely smooth.

Before Zhu Cheng could react, he suddenly felt an invisible big hand pinching his abacus, fighting for control with him!

"Trying to seize my weapons is simply... ah!"

The next second, Zhu Cheng was dumbfounded. The strength of Yang Ming's dragon claw hand was obviously beyond imagination. His whole body's energy was still resisting the powerful palm wind. He suddenly let go and the abacus flew out.

Everyone else in the hall was stunned.

I originally thought that the two sides' action was just a one-sided attack, but how could the weapons be taken away from them in this three-on-one situation?

The abacus flew out, but did not reach Yang Ming's hands.

Instead, it lost control and flew out, hitting the wall and becoming deeply embedded in it.

Zhu Cheng also felt his whole body relax.

Sun Feng and Yang Ming collided with each other and succeeded.

Yang Ming took two steps back and was already injured internally.

Sun Feng took advantage, but his eyes were filled with horror and he felt ashamed at the same time.

Even though he wounded him, he still took advantage of three against one. Who could believe this?

But it seems that the overall situation is now decided!

Hong Sanming from the front has also pressed forward.

"You guys stand back and let me kill him!"

Zhu Cheng, who had always been smiling, now had fat on his face.

He has been humiliated and must take his life to vent his hatred!

At the same time, he was also afraid that this boy could not be kept, his combat power was beyond imagination. If he were to break through to the Qi Gathering Realm, the three of them might not be able to suppress him even if they work together!

Then it will be their end!

They surrounded Yang Ming, but as soon as they took a step, their feet suddenly went weak.

"Dong dong dong..."

The three people fell to the ground like mud.

"What!"

Everyone was shocked.

Only Yang Ming had a relaxed tone.

The sad breeze is really useful!

It's not in vain that he used his body as bait and made arrangements.
Chapter completed!