King Ming Dynasty: Rule the world with sword

Gao Yuan'er's silver gun shot out and stabbed straight into the throat of the dead tree bark.

Yang Ling glanced at the withered tree bark. Although this guy had the combat power of the Dharma Realm, he was severely injured by his knife, and his combat power was reduced to less than half at most.

Gao Yuan'er's strength is enough to handle it.

Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at the Laoshan ghost.

This guy has the same perfect strength in the Dharma Realm as himself, and he has alternative martial arts skills, a bit like a warlock.。

“Who are you? Who asked you to kill us? Tell me and I will spare your life. "

The Laoshan ghost stared at Yang Ling. The black and white colors on the ghost's face shone with a dark light, making people feel frightened. "I am a Laoshan ghost.

Yang Ling, you should think about how to return to the imperial city alive. No, maybe you will die here tonight.。”

“Laoshan ghost scholar actually knows Yang's last name. It seems you are well prepared.

Then tell me the person behind you and let me know it before I die, how about that? "

Hearing the Laoshan ghost call out his name, Yang Ling was even more sure that this guy was related to Wuwei Hou, and maybe he was sent by him. When the Laoshan

ghost heard his words, a strange smile flashed across the ghost's face, and he glanced at the man who was Gao Yuan'er in the battle。

“Yang Ling, do you really think there will only be three of us tonight?

You may be able to escape with your strength, but this princess will definitely not be able to escape tonight. "

Yang Ling frowned and turned to look at Gao Yuan'er.

At this moment, she had used all the strength of the Grand Master. The silver gun in her hand drew countless silver lights, and poked countless bloody holes all over the withered tree bark, from which a stream of blood flowed out. The blood was black and the smell was extremely fishy.

The bark of the dead tree screamed again and again, but it could not escape the shroud of Gao Yuan'er's silver gun. In the end, he was stabbed into the center of the eyebrow by the gun and fell to the ground dead. In an instant,

his body turned directly into For the mummy, it was no different than being dead for decades.

Seeing that Gao Yuan'er had succeeded, Yang Ling sent a message to her to stay away and be careful around her.

Then he stopped talking nonsense and drew an arc of light with the Jinghong Sword and headed towards the Laoshan Ghost Warrior. Cut it off.

This is the first blood draw in the eight sword techniques that he has studied.

Blood draw is not a move, but an understanding of the sword.

Facing his sword, the Laoshan ghost warrior's eyes became solemn. He did not forget that he had almost killed him just now. The scene of being killed by Yang Ling's sword.

The next moment he reached out and took out a five-color flag from behind, blocking Yang Ling's sword.

Then he waved the five-color flag, and countless smoke flew out, surrounding the two people.

Yang Ling Watching all this quietly with space exploration, he finally saw that the methods used by the Laoshan Ghost Warrior were all low-level methods and could not be put on the table at all. Just when he was about to take action, another black smoke spewed out from the five-color

flag. Floating towards him.

Poisonous smoke.

Yang Ling smiled disdainfully, and moved his immortal golden body. The poisonous smoke covered his body, but it posed no threat to him at all.。

“cut. "

Ignoring the poisonous smoke, he cut through the poisonous smoke with a knife of blood, and appeared in front of the Laoshan Ghost Warrior in an instant. When the Laoshan Ghost

Warrior saw the light of the sword approaching, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He didn't have time to think too much, and he waved the five-color sword in his hand. The banner resisted.

It was hit with a bang.

The five-color banner was chopped into pieces by the Jinghong Sword, and the thick smoke disappeared.

The next second, Yang Ling saw that the Laoshan ghost warrior wanted to use the golden cicada to escape from his shell as before, and he not only laughed. He

had long since To guard against his move, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique triggered lightning, and with one powerful strike, both of his arms were cut off at the same time.

The lightning also struck accurately on top of his head. The Laoshan Ghost Warrior lost his arms, and was killed again. Lightning struck, staggering and falling, and the grimace became even more ferocious and terrifying under the painful expression.

Yang Ling came to the Laoshan Ghost Warrior with the Jinghong Sword in hand.。

“Old man, if you don’t tell me, there will be no chance at all.。”

“Hehe, I said, yes……。”

The Laoshan ghost warrior spat out a mouthful of old blood and opened his mouth to speak a few words.

But before he could finish speaking, a ray of light flashed in the darkness, his head was thrown up high, and his headless body spurted out a pillar of blood several meters high, and then he fell to the ground.。

“Old beggar, come out. "

Yang Ling looked at the headless corpse of the Laoshan Ghost and his unwilling eyes, and said coldly into the darkness. He was careless and didn't

see him appear until the old beggar took action. In the end, he failed and failed to win. Know who is behind the scenes。

“Hehe, yes, I still remember the old beggar. I didn’t expect that we would meet again so soon. "

After he finished speaking, he heard a sinister sneer in the darkness, and then a man walked out of the corner of the inn.

His body was in tatters and still exuded a fishy odor. It was Tiannan God Beggar.。

“Old beggar, I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect that life is so hard. It's true that good people don't live long, and disasters last a thousand years. "

Looking at Tiannan Divine Beggar, Yang Ling sent a message to Gao Yuan'er, and the Shura Sutra slowly started to circulate in his body, ready to take action at any time. When

Gao Yuan'er heard his solemn message, she knew that the person coming was a great master. His face There was a look of worry on his face, and he wanted to step forward to help, but was interrupted by Yang Ling's wave of his hand. The

Tiannan God Beggar glanced at Gao Yuan'er, with lust and deep greed in his eyes.

Finally, he turned his gaze reluctantly. When he saw Yang Ling, his eyes suddenly turned cold.。

“Hehe, die, the old beggar was plotted by you and that girl last time, and his internal organs were injured.

However, the old beggar was very lucky, and his disciples and grandchildren sacrificed their lives to help him, so the old beggar came back to life.

Moreover, with the fresh and complete internal organs, the strength has been further improved. Are you angry or not? "

Yang Ling looked at the beggar Tian Nan God's expression of despair, and the murderous Shura suppressed in his heart flew out, and evil Shura was condensed behind him. Shit sacrificed his life to help,

just think about what those cruel beggars did to catch the snake, and you will know the truth. .

This kind of person should not live in the world and should die ten thousand times.