Quiet!

At this moment, the huge Earth Demon Tomb became a dead silence, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the blood that was spilled all over the sky, and the corpses that fell violently.

Bang!

The corpse, which was split in half from head to toe, smashed to the ground with a muffled sound that made everyone tremble.

"This ......"

Lei Potian looked at the corpse that fell in front of him, and his whole body couldn't help trembling.

He knows better than anyone else Qingfeng's strength. Half a day ago, I had a big battle with the other party. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't kill the other party, and he could only barely put himself in an invincible position. But it was such a powerful existence that was actually killed by Yang Mucheng with a sword. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it!

"Oh my God!"

"Old Demon Yang actually killed the Qingfeng Immortal!"

"It's just a sword, it's terrifying......"

The elders around him also widened their eyes, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Just a moment ago.

They were still laughing at Yang Mucheng for rushing over to send him to death, but the next moment, everyone was silent at this sudden scene.

There was a dead silence all around, except for the sound of frightening gasps.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng!"

Another Xuanzong disciple, seeing this scene, immediately lost his voice and shouted.

He looked at the corpse on the ground that was cut in two, and then looked at Yang Mucheng who was standing there, his clear eyes suddenly turned bloody.

"Old Demon Yang, you bastard, you actually ......"

Call!

Before the words fell, Yang Mucheng stepped out, and the whole person seemed to have walked out of the void, and he came directly in front of this disciple.

"Not good!"

The disciple's eyes narrowed, his arms stretched out, his toes touched the ground, and in the next moment, he swept backwards. The whole person is like a seagull crossing the water, and his posture is extremely dexterous!

But.

No matter how fast he is, he can't catch up with Yang Mucheng.

At the moment when the other party retreated, Yang Mucheng's right hand shook!

"Boom!"

Another sword roar rang out.

An incomparably gorgeous, lightning-fast black sword slashed through a semicircle in the void.

"Poof!"

The sound of brocade silk tearing was impressive.

Then, a head flew up, and the disciple's corpse still maintained a backward posture, and after flying hundreds of meters, it lost its internal strength and smashed to the ground. And his head crossed a parabola in mid-air, and fell to the feet of Lei Potian with a 'bang'. The eyes of the head and the huge eyes that were still staring were all shocked, as if they couldn't believe that they had died in the hands of the Kyushu warriors.

"First, the second ......"

"Killed another one!"

The high-level members of the Earth Demon Tomb let out a cry of exclamation and groan in unison at this moment.

If it is said.

Yang Mucheng killed the first one, and it can also be explained by his surprise, so this second one couldn't be more terrifying. Yang Mucheng shot in front of him, and the other party could only escape, but he couldn't escape at all!

"Oh~"

With a shake of his right hand, the blood on the Shen Yuan Sword slowly slid down the tip of the sword and hit the ground.

This long sword, which was deeper than the night, slowly turned, and pointed at the tip of Yan Jingchao's nose from afar.

"The last one!"

"You ......"

Yan Jingchao's face turned pale.

These two junior disciples of his, even if they can't do the other party, can easily kill them with a sword. But the other party did it, doesn't this mean that the other party's strength is stronger and more terrifying than his own?

"Die!"

Able to do it, never verbose.

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly, raised his sword, and slashed down!

"Boom!"

A terrifying sword slashed down from the sky.

"No!"

Looking at this terrifying sword, Yan Jingchao let out a miserable scream. At this last moment, he almost didn't hesitate at all, and quickly burst out with all his strength, and the pure internal strength was like a flame, directly sweeping his body.

At the same time, he grabbed his right hand and blasted forward on the spot.

It was a blue spell.

The moment it was blasted out, the spell suddenly erupted into a burst of brilliant light. Then, I saw that the spell had transformed into a huge shield and lay in front of me. Above the shield, there is a faint luster, and the power contained in it makes people's hearts palpitate. No matter how idiotic you are, you can feel that this shield is extraordinary.

"Hmph, dying throes!"

However.

Facing Yan Jingchao's resistance, Yang Mucheng just snorted coldly, and then the sword that was slashed down was slammed down.

"Bell!"

The blue shield, which I don't know what material it was, was as easy as a knife cutting through butter. At the same time, Yan Jingchao's whole person was also split on the spot!

One man, one sword!

Kill three Immortal Sect disciples in a row!

Yang Mucheng's shocking method was already to make the earth demon tomb stunned.

Yang ...... Yang Zu......"

When he saw Yang Mucheng's gaze sweeping, Lei Potian, who was still upright before, suddenly turned on a blank sheet of paper, and knelt down with a 'bang'. At this moment, where did he dare to call 'Yang Old Demon' like before. These three Immortal Sect disciples, picking out any one of them is enough to have a tie with him. But these three people couldn't resist even a move in front of Yang Mucheng.

"Come here!"

Yang Mucheng smiled and hooked his finger at Lei Potian.

"Yes! Yes!"

Lei Potian was silent, knelt on the ground, and didn't dare to stand up, almost kneeling in front of Yang Mucheng. This sect master of the first-line sect of the evil path, a martial artist in the late stage of the dignified Shenhai, was now kneeling at Yang Mucheng's feet, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, so he could only say cautiously: "Ancestor Yang, you ...... What do you command?"

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, Yang Mucheng had already raised the soles of his feet and kicked them violently.

Suddenly.

This thunderbolt was like a ball that was kicked off, and the whole person burst out on the spot, hitting huge stone pillars in embarrassment, and completely collapsing a wall. In front of the flying dust, Lei Potian crawled out again as if kneeling and came to Yang Mucheng's feet.

The elders and high-level leaders of the Earth Demon Tomb were shocked when they saw this scene.

However, they can only watch.

The three immortal disciples almost leveled their sect. Now this old demon Yang came over, one sword at a time, killing three people in a row, in front of the other party, how dare he have the slightest words, he can only stand there obediently like a student, watching this scene.

"I'm in a good mood today, I won't kill you!"

Yang Mucheng quietly glanced at Lei Potian, put his hands behind his back, and turned to leave.

Lei Potian was stunned in place, and it was not until a moment later that he reacted, his head slammed heavily on the ground, and he shouted:

"Thank you Yang Zu!"

Lei Potian's head was on the ground, and he didn't dare to raise it until half an hour later, and Yang Mucheng was gone, as if he had never appeared.

......

(End of chapter)