"You're looking for death!"

As soon as these words came out, a pervasive killing intent swept wildly. The lion king demon beasts that felt this killing intent actually lifted their human form at this time, lying on the ground like a huge lion king, with a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at Yang Mucheng deadly.

Then.

Chen Longxiang and a few people, in a trance, only felt that Yang Mucheng was like a prey coveted by lions.

"Sons, kill him!"

The old lion's throat let out a dull low roar, and the cracked cane in his hand slammed into the ground!

Bang!

A ripple like a ripple quickly erupted.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

With the hoarse roar of the lion, countless wild lions rushed towards Yang Mucheng like a fierce beast out of prison at this moment.

One of the purple-haired lions rushed the fastest.

It looked somewhat similar to Saba, and after returning to the back of the beast, even if it was lying on the ground, it was dozens of meters high, and it looked like a terrifying mountain peak when it ran. Every time the huge beast's claws stepped on the ground, they brought a violent tremor.

"Bang!"

Its limbs slammed on the ground, and its huge body actually churned up, rushing towards Yang Mucheng frantically.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

The sound of the fierce wind also resounded rapidly at this time. I just saw that the swift figure rushed to Yang Mucheng's body. From a distance, this group of lion kings seemed to have transformed into a boiling sea of killing, as if they were going to completely cover Yang Mucheng in the blink of an eye.

"Alas!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

"What's the use of sighing, I've already given you a chance, it's you who don't cherish it. Don't blame us when you're dead!" the old lion clutched his scepter, and the surging mane and fluttering robe slowly fell. It seems that in its eyes, Yang Mucheng is already a dead man.

Roar!

The purple lion let out a roar of rage, and its internal energy surged up, and the surging internal energy swept through the body like a tide, as if a purple fire covered the surface of the body. Then the huge purple mad lion had already rushed in front of Yang Mucheng, and its sharp claws smashed down fiercely, as if it was going to completely crush Yang Mucheng!

"I sigh because you don't know what to do!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head, and he had already stepped forward.

The size of the purple-haired lion king and Yang Mucheng is very different. In front of the purple-haired lion king, Yang Mucheng was like an ant, but Yang Mucheng was tough on this huge demon king with such a small body.

"Bang!"

A claw slammed down, like a meteorite crashing down, and the sound of thunder sounded on the ground.

The terrifying tremor spread wildly, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye quickly churned up, forming a large circular wave of qi. A huge crack spread out from under Yang Mucheng's feet, a full number of hundreds of meters long.

"This ......"

Chen Longxiang and the others looked ahead.

But he saw that in the center of the torn ground, Yang Mucheng was standing in place with his hands behind his back, and he easily supported the attack of the Lion King with just his right hand.

"Roar!"

The purple-haired lion king let out a low roar, and a trace of shock that could not be concealed flashed in the huge lion eyes.

When it comes down with this claw, a mountain will be slapped in two. But this kid caught his claw alive, and the whole person was fine, I have to say that it was terrible. It was shocking, but it saw that Yang Mucheng had already made a move.

Call!

Yang Mucheng grabbed his right hand, gently grabbed the big claw of the purple-haired lion king, and shook it violently, as if picking up a rag pocket, and suddenly this mountain-like lion was easily picked up and smashed out into the distance.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The crashing sound rang out wildly.

The purple lion that flew out upside down knocked down several lion kings in a row, only to hear a continuous sound of bone cracking, and more than a dozen lion kings fell to the ground with broken arms and legs, constantly wailing and moaning.

"Array!"

One of the purple lions let out a low roar, and saw several wild lions coming as quickly as a dragon swinging its tail, as if a huge pocket was covered and surrounded Yang Mucheng. Thirty-six mad lions bowed down and tensed up, like a tense bow.

"That's ......"

Dugu Zhen shouted loudly.

But see.

These thirty-six wild lions, arranged in a strange formation, suddenly stood up at this moment, raised their sharp claws and slapped heavily towards the ground.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on the past. I saw the huge claws of thirty-six mad lions fall to the ground suddenly, and a sound of the sky and the earth cracking broke out wildly. Each of the wild lions smashed out a piece of red light, and these rays of light were like hideous red snakes rushing towards Yang Mucheng.

These thirty-six terrifying red rays of light had already occupied Yang Mucheng's activity space in all directions in an instant!

This seems to be some kind of method that relies on internal strength to operate and achieve a joint attack.

"What should he do?"

Chen Longxiang narrowed his eyes.

If it were him, he would inevitably jump into the air at this moment and avoid the edge for the time being. However, in this way, I am afraid that I will fall into the combined attack of the Lion King Tribe. Outside of this formation, there were dozens of wild lions lying there, their muscles tense, ready to strike at any time. Once you jump, you are inferior to yourself, waiting for the opponent to attack.

Just when everyone's eyes were looking, just when the lion king's combined attack was about to arrive, Yang Mucheng suddenly laughed.

The golden retriever raised his eyebrows, sighed, shook his head, and said:

"The boss has a murderous intent!"

just saw that Yang Mucheng was standing in place, and he didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, but flicked his fingers. He only heard the sound of a crisp sword, and saw a famous sword flying out of his arms, a total of thirty-six.

After these famous swords appeared, they hung in front of Yang Mucheng.

"It's ......"

Seeing that famous sword, everyone only felt horrified.

It was actually a high-grade sword on the ground level, and none of them could have one, but this young man had thirty-six.

Chen Longxiang's eyes when he looked at Yang Mucheng suddenly changed and changed. In front of him, Yang Mucheng has already become a mobile treasure trove. And others, how can it be. Looking at Yang Mucheng's eyes, he was full of covetousness and greed.

The famous sword appeared, swept up, and brought up a compelling sword aura. The hideous red rays slammed into the sword qi fiercely, and they were torn to pieces by the sword qi on the spot.

Eyes raised slightly.

Laugh at!

A gaze that almost turned into substance suddenly erupted at this moment.

"Not good!"

Feeling this gaze, the old lion's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Sons, come back ......"

However.

Late......

(End of chapter)