The Purple Heavenly Flame, which was enough to incinerate everything, was quickly torn apart under the bombardment of this white jade arm. It's like the tide splits on its own, as if it has its own consciousness, hiding from the owner of this jade hand.

Call~

The jade hand roared, with an indomitable momentum.

Sun Duyuan's pupils closed.

After all, he is an old Xuanbang powerhouse, and at the same time as this palm burst out, he had already quickly come back to his senses, and at the same time, the hidden breath was churning again. A little on the tip of the toe, it shoots backwards like an arrow from a string!

But no matter how fast he was, it wasn't as fast as this white jade palm.

But see.

This white jade palm carried a staggering demon shadow, extremely dexterous, and grabbed at Sun Duyuan's throat. Even, when this palm roared, with a monstrous roar, in a pair of shocked pupils, it seemed to transform into a white jade black dragon churning out of the flames!

"Old Monster Yang!"

Shen Guiran shouted.

His eyes narrowed, and he drew his knife again.

"Boom!"

The black blade suddenly came out of its sheath, as if it was slow and fast, and the hideous sound of the knife seemed to play a ghost music of requiem. But as soon as his requiem knife was halfway drawn, the white jade palm that was rushing towards Sun Duyuan seemed to stop in the void for a moment, and then this palm grabbed violently, as if grasping the wind, and then slashed towards Shen Guiran.

"Poof!"

This sword slashed out a sword ray of more than 1,000 meters, overpowering Black Rock City, as if tearing the entire night sky in half.

A burst of brocade silk tearing sound suddenly sounded, and he saw Shen Guiran's body tremble, as if he had been immobilized. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and he still maintained the posture of drawing his sword, but alas...... The requiem knife at his waist could no longer be pulled out.

Meantime.

This sword also slashed through the churning Purple Heaven Flame!

And in the monstrous purple flame that gradually disappeared, a figure also slowly appeared.

......

Originally, the battle was over, and everyone was ready to leave.

Shen Guiran suddenly spoke up, causing those people to stop and look at the battlefield suspiciously. Each of them was wondering, hadn't this Yang old monster been burned into a vacuum by the Purple Heavenly Flame, what else could he do?

Results.

When they turned around, they happened to see the earth-shattering sword slash down. directly cut Shen Guiran in half...... When they saw the figure that had made the move, they felt like a lightning bolt flashing through their minds.

"How is that possible?"

"Ziyan Heavenly Flame didn't burn him?"

"The three powerhouses at the peak of divine thought, none of them were able to kill him, but they were killed by him!"

"Shen Guiran is the fifty-fourth killer on the Xuan List, and he was slashed by him with a sword?"

But see.

The figure that appeared in the flames that slowly dissipated, who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Mucheng?

Merely.

Now Yang Mucheng was a little embarrassed, his black robe was almost burned to ashes, and his white jade-like body was completely exposed. The mask was also burned by the flames, revealing half of his cheeks. But under the churning shadow behind him, he looked more and more like a monstrous demon who had just experienced endless battles!

"You, how could you not be dead......

Sun Duyuan's pupils tightened, and he stepped back a few steps. Gu Xi's face was lost in an instant, and his blood was gone. He tried his best to kill the other party, but the other party still stood in front of him. Moreover, under his nose, he killed one person.

Rise!

Sun Duyuan was shocked in his heart, he knew that he would never be able to take revenge this time.

But.

After all, he used to be a powerhouse on the Xuanbang, and as an existence at the peak of divine thought, he could afford to put it down. The difference in strength between the two sides is too big, even if they take their own lives here, they may not be able to kill Yang Mucheng.

'Planted!'

'Hurry up...... Otherwise, I'll have to fall here!'

'I can't kill you, it doesn't mean that no one in the Pure Yang Returning Sect can kill you!'

Sun Duyuan thought in his heart.

He planned to return to the Pure Yang Guiyi Sect and invite someone to kill Yang Mucheng again, he was just a retired elder, and there were still some stronger than him in the sect. At the beginning, those people planned to kill Yang Mucheng with their own hands, but Sun Duyuan didn't let him, and wanted to avenge his disciple with his own hands.

But who would have thought that the other party would be so powerful?

"Want to go?" Yang Mucheng looked at Sun Duyuan, who was retreating rapidly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. "I killed Shen Guiran before, so that you could escape. Now that Shen Guiran has been killed by me, what other way do you have to live......

Rumble!

Yang Mucheng poked out with a palm.

In an instant, the rolling aura of heaven and earth converged wildly, and in the terrifying wind, a huge palm was quickly formed, and then it slapped down fiercely.

"Damn it!"

Sun Duyuan scolded secretly.

He knew that Yang Mucheng would not let him go so easily, biting the tip of his tongue and squirting out a mouthful of essence blood. This mouthful of essence blood spit out, and his whole person's momentum suddenly dropped. However, the aura between heaven and earth was even more frantically agitated at this moment.

Teng!

A churning sound sounded, and then he saw that behind him were clusters of purple fire dragons that quickly soared.

"The old tricks don't work for me!"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, and his right hand rushed forward!

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......

The giant palm crushed down.

I only heard a continuous crackling sound, and the purple fire dragons were completely destroyed in an instant.

"I don't believe it! Big deal, the old decay will die with you!"

A hint of determination flashed in Sun Duyuan's eyes, and he actually had the heart to die generously. He squeezed his hands in front of him, and suddenly a strange force quickly swept across the spot, and the shattered flames were actually pulled by this force, and quickly converged.

"Roar!"

At this moment, an earth-shattering dragon roar suddenly resounded.

The purple flames rolled, forming a wild dragon that was more than a hundred feet long, and the churning purple flames completely covered the entire dark night with a layer of mystery. Lifelike dragon scales, tough and resolute dragon horns, flowing and turbulent dragon whiskers......

If you compare the previous attack with the current one, the previous one is not even a loach, just a small earthworm.

"Old Monster Yang, give me death!"

Sun Duyuan let out a roar, and then the purple dragon was churning up, rushing towards Yang Mucheng desperately.

However.

Just when the purple dragon was about to attack, Yang Mucheng's huge palm was already taken in the air. Directly blasted the purple flame fire dragon into nothingness, and the shocking giant palm was even more unabated, and it fell with a bang, slapping Sun Duyuan under the palm.

This moment.

Yang Mu is like a peerless immortal demon!

(End of chapter)