"Is this really a life-and-death battle?"

"Yes, Old Demon Yang has spoken. He is a golden mouth, and he will not regret it!"

"Once the battle of life and death begins, no one is allowed to interfere. If you interfere, I'm afraid you will be laughed at for the rest of your life!"

"In other words, Old Demon Yang can only rely on himself to fight against the remnants of this Blood Night Gate?"

The crowd whispered.

Concubine Yu was secretly angry.

Knowing that the other party was the remnant of the Blood Night Gate, she should have rushed up directly, regardless of 3721, she directly slapped the other party to death, where would there be so many troubles?

"Elder Yufeixuan, don't you have to worry, right? Just now, along the way, Uncle Shi was pressing Yan Dongsheng to fight!"

Lu Xie saw Concubine Yuxuan's worry and asked in a low voice.

"Maybe, Uncle Shi can really beat him!"

Concubine Yu sighed, slowly shook her head and said, "You are not a powerhouse in the Yuanying realm, and you will never know how many hole cards a Yuanying powerhouse has. If you say that you have reached the Jindan stage, you have touched the threshold of cultivation. Then the infant period is within this threshold......"

"That's it!"

Concubine Yu took a deep breath and did not speak again, nor did she stop it.

She stood there silently, her muscles tense. Once Yang Mucheng has a crisis, she will rush forward desperately.

"Could it be that the Yuan Infant Stage powerhouse is really so terrifying?"

Tianchen's eyes narrowed.

He found that none of the thirty-six sect elder-level figures present were optimistic about Yang Mucheng. In addition, even in the chaotic city, those Yuanying powerhouses who were fighting intuitively showed a hint of Yang Mucheng's self-defeating look.

......

"Come on!"

Yang Mucheng exhaled a breath of turbid qi and adjusted the qi and blood that had boiled up because of the battle before. He carried his back with one hand, and the Star Luo Xuanye Sword in one hand pointed diagonally at the ground. A pair of eyes were also staring at Yan Dongsheng's body.

Yan Dongsheng's eyes lowered and he stood still for three breaths.

Only after a moment did he raise his head.

"Boom!"

At this moment, his long blood-colored hair, which was stained with internal strength, rose wildly, like a ghost. A terrifying force surged out of his body, pouring madly in all directions. The ground, which was already in ruins, was once again crushed into terrible cracks at this moment!

Even.

Under this rising momentum, the small stones seem to be lifted up by a pair of invisible big hands!

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly.

Yan Dongsheng's momentum at this moment was very different from before. He's like an unsheathed sword!

Saw.

Yan Dongsheng slowly raised his head, smiled coldly at Yang Mucheng, and stepped out in one step.

"So fast!"

At this moment, Yang Mucheng's heart trembled, he just saw that a piece of blood passed by in front of him, and Yan Dongsheng appeared in front of him in an instant. Immediately after, the opponent slashed out with a sword at the same time. This sword looks light and fluttering, without the slightest strength. But in Yang Mucheng's view, it seems to be infused with ten thousand powers.

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Yang Mucheng raised his sword again to block.

"Bell!"

A piercing sword roar rang out.

Yang Mucheng grabbed the right hand of the Xingluo Xuanye Sword, and it was a violent shock, the tiger's mouth was directly torn, and blood flowed down the sword body. In the bombardment of this sword, he was even more smashed into the ground by this terrible force, and both feet were smashed into the ground.

"Old Demon Yang, do you think that Yuanying is just a title?"

"If you say, a martial artist in the Jindan period, with talent and hard work, can achieve it. Then the Yuanying is strong, but talent can't make up for it. ”

"Without a big chance, even if you are a peerless genius in this life, you will not be able to be promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage!"

"You are not a Yuanying powerhouse, you will never be able to understand what the Yuanying powerhouse has experienced!"

Yan Dongsheng's face was cold, and without saying a word, he took a step closer. In just four sentences, one hundred and twenty-five words, he had already wielded one hundred and twenty-five swords. Each of his swords, as before, seemed to be silent, but they were infused with the terrifying power of the terrifying explosion.

Yang Mucheng didn't dare to speak.

He could only grit his teeth for support, and with each sword, he could feel the crackling moan of the skeleton all over his body. Even, every sword of the other party, he must use all his strength.

"In this life, I was unable to break through and reach the Yuan Infant Stage. Thanks to your Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect's slaughter of the Blood Night Gate, I got a great opportunity, and this gave birth to the Yuan Baby. ”

Yan Dongsheng said.

Another step forward, slowly clapped his palm.

This time.

It was no longer the blood-red palm prints that had been before, but a pair of fleshy palms that blasted straight in. The blood-colored internal energy poured into the palm of his hand, making his right hand more and more dazzling and terrifying, and when it was slowly waved, it actually brought a terrifying sound.

"Shocking!"

Yang Mucheng didn't dare to slack off, whether it was internal strength or qi and blood in his body, it was all transferred to the extreme at this moment. All this is just to make him point out this finger - the amazing finger!

Huangliang dreams, a finger shocking.

This finger slammed into Yan Dongsheng's palm, and it did not have the huge power of a comet falling and a meteorite falling from the sky as everyone imagined. On the contrary, when this finger was pointed out, whether it was the extremely violent internal strength or the churning and surging breath on the battlefield, it all turned into nothing under this finger.

A ripple that is clearly visible to the naked eye spreads.

Spreading along the ripples, everything within a radius of hundreds of zhang, whether it is a building rockery or a flower bed stone platform, seems to be torn, and it is directly covered with a large number of cracks. Before everyone came to their senses, all the square turned into dust.

"It's actually shocking!" The elder of the Qiankun Immortal Sect narrowed his eyes. "Being able to learn a low-grade martial art in the middle of the Jindan period, this master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect is really not ordinary. ”

"That's right!"

Not far away, the elders of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Sect also nodded in the same way. "The requirements for ground-level martial arts are too high, and the requirements for qi and blood, cultivation, internal strength and other aspects are extremely high. Even if you're just a little bit behind, you won't be able to learn, let alone show it!"

Take this awe-inspiring finger for example.

He fuses twenty-four variations, encompassing the avenues of the four seasons of heaven and earth. This finger is from yang to yin, to rigidity and softness. If you don't understand it, you can't understand it at all. Moreover, the qi, blood and internal strength required to use this finger are also huge, and your cultivation is not high, even if you comprehend this trick, you can use it forcibly. It is also possible to be drained alive by this shocking finger and die of exhaustion!

"However, he will only make one move to surprise him, and he is far from being the opponent of this Yan Dongsheng!"

Someone in the crowd sighed.

But see.

After being frightened, Yan Dongsheng's body shook slightly, and his face suddenly turned flushed. But in an instant, it was back to its original state. And Yang Mucheng, because of this finger, consumed too much, and his face lost three points of blood in a flash.

"I think you'll be able to blast a few more fingers!"

Yan Dongsheng sneered and slapped his palm again.

This moment.

Yang Mucheng fell into danger!

(End of chapter)