The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 292
"Calling you a clown is flattering you!" A cold light flashed in YangMeng's eyes, and he exerted force with his fingers.

"Boom!"

With a crisp sound, the cold three-foot green peak was cut in two under the astonished eyes of the third senior brother.

The third senior brother was pushing forward with all his strength one moment ago, but under the influence of inertia the next moment, the third senior brother fell straight towards YangMeng with the broken sword in his hand, and it was too late for his body to recuperate.

If you can't take it, then don't take it, the third senior brother's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, the half of the long sword in his hand swiped horizontally, changing from stabbing to cutting, and at the same time raised his arm, aiming at YangMeng's neck.

"Ding lang lang!"

Throwing half of the long sword in his hand to the ground, the corners of YangMeng's mouth slightly curled up, and his right hand popped out like a nightmare, unexpectedly leaving a series of afterimages in the void, as if playing slow motion.

"Snapped!"

YangMeng's right hand firmly grasped the third senior brother's hand, as firm as Mount Tai.

The third senior brother's big hand, which contained almost [-]% of the icy true energy in his body and whose speed was comparable to lightning, was caught just like that, only to see Yang Meng use a little force.

With a soft sound of 'Danglang', half of the long sword fell to the ground, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"Damn it, it's impossible!" The third senior brother looked like he had seen a ghost, resisting the severe pain from his right hand, and swung his left hand from bottom to top, forming a left uppercut, slamming hit YangMeng on the chin
"Ants are just ants, they will never know themselves!" YangMeng's murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the big hand that pinched the third senior brother's wrist once again exerted great force.

"Crack!"

There was the sound of bones breaking, broken, the unlucky Third Senior Brother's right wrist was crushed by YangMeng just like that.

"hiss!"

All the onlookers felt a trace of cold air coming in from the soles of their feet, flowing upwards along the meridians and directly pouring into their hearts, and couldn't help shivering.

"I'm stupid, it's so cruel!"

"The three senior brothers in the early stage of Huajin were all wiped out, we, let's hurry back to the door and call for someone?"

"Go, go, go!"

These young people are all three generations of disciples in the school, and the one with the highest cultivation level is the third senior brother, who is in the early stage of energy transformation, and the others have barely entered the realm of dark energy. Brother, are you kidding?

The pain in his hands, the third senior brother doesn't have the strength to attack again.

As soon as the left hand was swung in the air, it had already fallen down in a slump, holding the right wrist tightly, and howling with tears.

"Ah...it hurts me to death, my hand!" The third senior brother howled heartily, his eyes were bloodshot, he took a moment to glance at the young people around him, he actually ran away halfway, and couldn't help but feel great hatred , Hissing and scolding: "Where can you go? When this man enters the door, you will have to finish the game! Hurry up and come back to me, let's go together and kill him!" !!"

Five or six young people who moved slowly looked at the third senior brother with a mournful face. They dared not resist, so they could only hold the long sword in their hands and attack Yang Meng limply.

"Heh, saving you really made me not have the desire to do anything!" Looking at these five or six people, YangMeng laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Hei who was sitting on his shoulder, and said, "Xiao Hei , I’ll leave these guys to you, but don’t let me down?”

"Aww..." When Xiao Hei saw Yang Meng abusing people just now, he was already impatient.Hearing YangMeng's order at this moment, he patted his chest with his stubby little paws, as if saying: "Leave it to me, it's fine!"

After shouting, Xiao Hei slid from YangMeng's palm, just floating in mid-air, staring at those young people from the Cold Sword Sect.

The young men stared straight at him, and even the third senior brother, who was clasping his wrist and screaming for pain, stared at Xiao Hei without blinking.

What is this little thing?How could he be able to float in mid-air out of thin air? Could it be that this little guy can also perform magic tricks?

Facing five or six young men who are tall and rough, Xiao Hei is not afraid at all.There was a trace of disdain in its big watery eyes, and its small paws suddenly stretched forward, revealing five shorter claws, obviously hooking those guys.

Damn, to be despised by such a little Douding?It's true that the uncle can bear it, but the aunt can't bear it!Whatever it is, hack it to death!
Five or six young people were instantly enraged, it doesn't matter that you are a cute and cute pet, if you dare to provoke me, kill me first!
I saw that they were holding long swords in their hands, and their dark cultivation base was fully stimulated, and the sword light with the nature of ice radiated from the long sword. centimeters, but extremely sharp.

The little guy's serious contempt grew stronger. It turned around, patted its buttocks lightly on the young men of the Cold Sword Sect, then let out a triumphant cry, turned into a black electric glow, and went towards Those young people.

"Fuck, why does this little bastard run so fast?" An elderly young man with small eyes cursed loudly. Just as he swung the long sword in his hand twice out of thin air, he felt a slight pain in his neck, and then his whole body Lost consciousness, fell to the ground suddenly.

The remaining young people looked around suspiciously, but found nothing.

One of the guys leaned over and pushed the small-eyed young man, and said, "I said, Lao Liu, Lu Lao Liu, wake up, what are you doing?"

Just at this point, the small-eyed young man lying motionless on the ground suddenly spewed out a small, needle-like thick column of dark red blood from the back of his neck close to the cervical spine, shooting three feet away Gao, the small-eyed youth obviously couldn't survive.

YangMeng, who was standing by the side, laughed and said, "Senior, how about Xiao Hei's move?"

Xiang Yu glanced at Yang Meng indifferently, and suddenly said jokingly: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course it's the truth!" YangMeng said.

Xiang Yu said lightly: "The truth is, the little guy is not very proficient in this hand. Although it can have a surprise effect, it consumes too much of his own true energy. Dealing with such a few little guys is comparable to yuan The spirit beasts in the baby state are actually using supernatural powers. In someone's opinion, it's a lack of training!"

YangMeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in his heart: "Damn, didn't you mean that I didn't teach it well... If I didn't know that I did it. Fight, do it. But you, I have already let you know why the flowers are so popular. gone."

But he only dared to express these words in his heart, and if he really said it, wouldn't that be a joke?

So, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Okay, I'll teach it how to fight the enemy later!"

……

The young man who went to push Lu Lao Liu was spattered by the blood sprayed from the back of Lao Liu's neck, took two steps back in a panic, squatted down on the ground, and said in a panic: "Fuck! Lao Liu is dead!" Well, the sixth child is dead, how did he die?"

They didn't even see how the sixth child was attacked, they just felt a gloomy evil spirit enveloped the space of dozens of squares, sinister and hairy.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the black glow lit up again, and before they could react, it disappeared in a flash.

"Plop, plop!"

Another two youths fell to the ground, and their symptoms of death were the same as those of Lu Laoliu.

The third senior brother was dumbfounded, but "a husband and wife are birds of the same root, and they fly separately when disaster strikes", the third senior brother is a selfish person, and wants him to stay here to die, unless the sun comes out from the west.

At this moment, this guy was clutching his right wrist, carefully moving towards the gate of the Cold Sword Sect, while moving, he would glance at Yang Meng and Xiang Yu from time to time.

"Pfft!"

A few tens of seconds later, the fourth victim appeared, four corpses, four pillars of blood as thick as the eye of a needle sprayed all the time, nakedly showing the cruelty of the battle to the only two people left in the field.

"Ghost!"

Finally, the last two young people couldn't hold on any longer. The fear that suppressed their hearts almost drove them crazy!
"call out!"

With a flash of black light, Xiao Hei was about to give chase, but YangMeng stretched out his right hand and shouted: "Xiao Hei, come back!"

Xiao Hei was obedient and did not pursue again, turned into a ray of black light, and quickly landed on YangMeng's palm. His small chest was raised high, and there was a sense of complacency in his big watery eyes, as well as a look of asking for credit, as if It is saying: "Master, the task has been successfully completed, praise me quickly, reward me quickly!"

YangMeng smiled and patted the little guy's head, turned his wrist, and a strong-smelling Guben Peiyuan Pill appeared.

Seeing this fragrant pill, the little black nose twitched, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and the big eyes were full of longing.

YangMeng handed the Guben Peiyuan Pill to Xiao Hei, and said, "Eat it, this is a reward for you!"

"Chacha~~~" Xiaohei's big watery eyes smiled and completed a pair of crescent moons. As soon as his little paws stretched out, he hugged Guben Peiyuan Dan in his arms, stretched out his pink and tender tongue and licked it, satisfied There was a 'snoring' sound.

Qing Chan on the side looked at Xiao Hei's appearance, curled his lips in disdain, and muttered: "Little guy, you have to count the money after being sold!"

YangMeng glanced at Qing Chan, and suddenly felt his conscience and threw out a huge 700-year-old ginseng. Even if there were not many elixir of this age in the medicine garden of the Magical Forest, YangMeng could be regarded as a ginseng. Bleeding profusely.

He threw it to Qing Chan, and said: "If you want to, just say it, what do you do with so much talk!"

Qing Chan's eyes lit up, and it swelled up to the size of a fist on Xiang Yu's shoulders. It grabbed the ginseng with its two webbed claws, and said, "For the sake of your knowledge, the thing you scolded me earlier has been written off!"

"Damn it, this guy is really fucking shameless to the extreme!" YangMeng shook his head speechlessly, not bothering to talk to him.

At this moment, in front of the gate of the Cold Sword Sect, the corpses of four young people were left behind, which had been broken into pieces of plaques, and the pitted marble floor was smashed everywhere, which was extremely miserable!
(End of this chapter)