Chapter 38 The old immortal of Xingxiu, the Dharma controls the Central Plains

These were Yang Ming's arrangements from the beginning.

He would not be so naive as to think that he could succeed just by relying on Du Yan's drugs.

He was drugged as soon as he came up. Even he would be wary of such a trick, let alone the three old Jianghu opposite him?

Moreover, they are on high alert, and ordinary back-up tactics will definitely be ineffective.

Therefore, Yang Ming deliberately acted like he was angry after the failure and took action directly.

The three opponents must be dead. Once they take action, Yang Ming has no chance of winning. Thinking that his side has a chance to win, he relaxes his guard the moment he takes action.

After a short moment of mobilizing his breath and giving up holding his breath, Yang Ming's sorrowful breeze took advantage of it.

To be honest, this plan would be meaningless if it weren't for Yang Ming's pure energy and extraordinary combat power, which blocked the opponent's first wave of attacks.

Because if it were another ordinary warrior, under the attack of three mid-stage Qi Gathering realms, he would probably be dead or crippled by now, and no matter how sophisticated the backhand was, it would be like a mirror.

But now, only Yang Ming can stand in the hall.

Yang Ming suffered minor internal injuries. He closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing for a moment. His chaotic breath was slightly smoothed out, and then he opened his eyes.

"What's going on? What did you do!"

The three people lying on the ground were in shock. They had no strength to mobilize, as if they were paralyzed, and they could only speak normally.

Of course they realized that they were poisoned!

But when did they get poisoned? In what way did they get poisoned? They were at a loss!

No matter how hard I tried, there was no sign.

Yang Ming ignored them and was just confused. The main feature of Sad Breeze is that it is colorless and odorless, without a trace, and spreads in the air. Just a trace of breath can take advantage of it.

It's only normal if you haven't seen it before.

Yang Ming looked down the hall.

There are still a lot of little bosses standing there.

Now everyone is stunned.

The moment something happened, two people subconsciously took a few steps forward with expressions of concern.

Yang Ming focused his attention on the two of them.

The two of them realized that something was wrong, but before they could speak, two sword beams struck directly.

The two of them fell in a pool of blood.

"The three of them are ungrateful and ungrateful. Who else wants to join them?"

Yang Ming's voice came.

This kid is really merciless, he kills whenever he says!

Everyone present was silent.

The three strongest people were all lying down, and they were also suppressed.

The most important thing is that no one knows what happened, and no one knows what methods Yang Ming used.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

I don’t know the depth, who knows if I will die inexplicably if I stand up?

"Let's calculate the old accounts slowly. Now everyone is short of common practice. Make up for it three times, only before sunset, otherwise you will not live anymore. I will do what I say!"

Yang Ming said.

But as soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene felt as if they had been granted amnesty!

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems, and besides, no one wants to stay here for a second longer.

Once the three leading people are finished, who can guarantee whether they will be the next Wang Zengquan, half-stretched and hanging outside?

In an instant, everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, fleeing for their lives out of the Yang Mansion.

Outside, the onlookers were still craning their necks to watch, and they happened to see this group of people running out.

"Coming, coming!"

"What's going on? Something big happened again?"

As soon as the onlookers looked at their expressions, they knew something was wrong!

Some acquaintances stopped a few of them and asked them questions.

"What happened? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

“Raise money!”

Quickly shaking off the entanglement, these little bosses ran away like crazy.

Everyone was left looking at each other in shock again.

After driving the people away, Yang Ming's momentum finally subsided slightly.

He also wanted to settle accounts with these guys one by one, but he couldn't care about it now and didn't have much free time.

After controlling the three people in front of him, the situation was decided.

"Yang Ming, don't you think that you can stop us with these dirty tricks. It's obvious that you poisoned us first and meant to do harm. Are we still not allowed to fight back..."

Zhu Cheng changed his usual kindness and shouted.

But his next words immediately got stuck in his throat.

Because Yang Ming took out a piece of paper.

It records the secret exchanges between Zhu Cheng and the Shan family.

This was found on Shan Shushan.

After Zhu Cheng saw it clearly, he was speechless.

It turns out that the rumors are true. Shan Zheng’s third son, Shan Shushan, died in the hands of Yang Ming!

The only surprise was that Hong Sanming glared at Zhu Cheng.

"Dear your grandma, didn't you say that you would establish your own business after leaving? It turns out that you all secretly found a backer, so you kept me in the dark!"

"Enough!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and then Yang Ming looked outside and saw Qin Jian striding over.

Like Yang Ming, he had heard the antidote in advance, so he was not affected by the sad breeze.

But Yang Ming was worried that Qin Jian would be affected by the battle, so Yang Ming asked him to get out of the way first.

Now Qin Jian's eyes are full of admiration, and he feels that there is nothing the family can't do!

Yang Ming winked at him.

Qin Jian came over immediately, opened the mouths of the three of them, and fed a pill one after another.

They had long been like dead dogs, at the mercy of Qin Jian, without the slightest strength to resist.

"Yang Ming, what did you give us to eat!"

"Don't think that poison can control us! We would rather die than obey!"

Hong Sanming still shouted fiercely.

"Oh? Really?"

On the contrary, Yang Ming was very calm.

"I'll treat you two to a good show."

Yang Ming was speaking to Hong Sanming and Sun Feng, but his eyes shifted to Zhu Cheng.

"I wish you fat man, if I give you a large dose, you will be the first to get the poison."

Zhu Cheng felt a thump in his heart, but now that the matter had come to this, he simply kept his words until the end.

"Yang Ming, don't think that I will be afraid of you. I have also experienced strong winds and waves. Just trying to make me surrender under normal torture would be too underestimated..."

He next wanted to say that he would die, but suddenly he opened his mouth.

The two people next to them were also nervous for a while.

Then I saw Zhu Cheng gasping for air, and suddenly his limp body started to move!

This is not his own action, but the meridians and bones in his body are boiling in an irregular trajectory!

It's hard to imagine that the human body can boil like a liquid.

Zhu Cheng could hear crisp or dull sounds all over his body, followed by a shrill howl.

In the blink of an eye, fat Zhu Cheng lost weight!

This wasn't really weight loss, but the inexplicable fractures of his bones, which made his body elongate a lot.
To be continued...