Rumble!

Yang Mucheng's words were simply a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and immediately made the people who hated the building furious.

"There's a good show!"

Meantime.

Everyone couldn't help but think about it.

"Yes, it seems that Old Demon Yang is planning to pick all the powerhouses on the Spirit Sword List alone!"

Someone sneered.

"This emperor is extremely far away from Sun Tianjian, who hates Lou, and it is too much. To be honest, if he just didn't let Yang Lao Mo participate in the Spirit Sword List this time, it would be fine. But he actually planned to live forever and didn't want Yang Mucheng to participate, isn't it too embarrassing? No wonder Old Demon Yang is angry!" Someone shook his head secretly.

As for the people of the other thirty-six sects, they did not express their position.

The hearts of the elders were like mirrors.

In fact.

Yang Mucheng is not terrible, the most troublesome thing is his identity as an uncle. You can't beat, scold, or speak. If the wording is more serious, it may provoke contradictions between the two major sects. They are just elders, and there are one or two hundred elders like them.

But there is only one uncle and ancestor of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

If.

The two major sects are really at war, do you say that the sect will protect you, the elder, or will it protect Yang Laomo, the senior uncle and ancestor?

"If I were him, I would definitely not clash with Huang Ji Li's hatred building!"

Tianchen looked at Yang Mucheng secretly.

I don't know when.

His feeling for Yang Mucheng has changed from the previous hostility to admiration. After all, Yang Mucheng was for the reputation of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and his unyielding attitude made all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect feel a passionate feeling!

"Don't you dare?"

Yang Mucheng looked at Sun Tianjian with a smile. "It seems that what I said is right, you emperors who hate the building are garbage and waste. I am alone, and I will fight against ten of you alone, and you will not dare to go up. This situation, not waste, what else could it be?"

"Old Demon Yang, who said that the emperor is away from the people who hate the building, they are all waste?

This moment.

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore and let out a roar of rage. I saw that the one who roared was a one-eyed young man, wearing an eye patch, and his whole body gave people a cold feeling. Hearing Yang Mucheng say this about their sect, this young man couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped the Taishi chair under him with both palms, and the whole person rushed towards Yang Mucheng with a heroic attitude at this moment!

"This Yang Lao Mo looks down on our disciples who are extremely away from the hating building, what kind of morality do you still talk to him, go up together, teach him a lesson!"

The one-eyed youth shouted angrily.

"That's right!"

"Our Emperor is extremely away from the Hate Tower, it's not like the Blood Night Gate, which can be bullied by your Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect at will!"

"Old Demon Yang, insulting our emperor is away from the hateful building, you have to come up with a price, and it will be difficult for you to get out of the house today!"

Teng!

This moment.

The ten powerhouses of the Spirit Sword List, at this moment, actually shot towards Yang Mucheng in unison.

This scene is something that no one could have imagined.

But Yang Mucheng was overjoyed.

To tell the truth, he was really afraid that these people who hated the building would be treated as turtles with shrunken heads. Now these people have come out and let themselves be beaten, so that they can vent the evil breath in their hearts. When he looked up, he saw that the one-eyed young man was the first to take the brunt of the attack, and he was the fastest, almost in an instant, rushing in front of him.

"Get out!"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked over.

It's not martial arts, it's not fancy, it's just a simple kick. It was directly blasted out without warning, and it was directly imprinted on the face of the one-eyed young man. Hearing only a 'click', the bridge of the one-eyed young man's nose broke in response, and his mouth full of teeth was kicked and shattered by this kick.

Even the Yuanying powerhouse is not Yang Mucheng's opponent, most of the strength of these spirit sword list people is only half-step Yuanying, how can they be Yang Mucheng's opponents?

"Poof!"

The one-eyed young man spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, as if it was a ball that was kicked away, and the whole person flew out directly with a faster speed than when he came, knocking down seven or eight walls on the spot, and even blocking buildings everywhere he passed, blasting holes out of holes!

"Old Devil Yang, take my palm!"

Just after Yang Mucheng kicked away the one-eyed youth, the second person from the Emperor Ji Hatred Building had already rushed in.

This man is not simple.

He was Guang Ao, who ranked fourth on the Spirit Sword List, and he was the first to come, and at this moment, he was in front of everyone and rushed in front of Yang Mucheng. At the same time, both palms slapped wildly, and at this moment, hundreds of palms were blasted, and the void was full of palm shadows. The air was so loud that even the space was dented.

"Humph!"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a golden palm print immediately blasted out.

This moment.

In that void, hundreds of palm shadows quietly melted away like the first snow and the sun, and countless palm shadows were directly shattered, and they even flew in front of Guang Ao. Guang Ao was startled and hurriedly slapped it away.

"Boom!"

The golden palm print, at this moment, is like a rushing wave that flips against the current, and it is like the lava that has accumulated to the extreme volcano and suddenly erupts, and the huge power contained in it is released without reservation at this moment. A terrifying explosion of anger came, Guang Ao was worthy of being the fourth strongest man on the Spirit Sword List, and he actually smashed Yang Mucheng's golden handprint with this palm.

But he himself was also unbalanced by the terrible rebound force, and he took seven or eight steps back. The bones of the entire right hand were completely shattered.

"It's too powerful!"

Guang Ao was shocked in his heart.

Previously.

When Yang Mucheng and Yan Dongsheng were fighting, they could certainly understand Yang Mucheng's terribleness, but they did not have an intuitive understanding in their hearts. But now Yang Mucheng is just waving at will, and he has to do his best to pick it up. Although he barely managed to take the palm, the bones of his hand were shattered as a result.

"How can it be so powerful!"

"Obviously, everyone is a half-step Yuanying cultivator, but I can't even catch one of his moves!"

Just when Guangao was shocked, Yang Mucheng sighed.

Apparently.

He also underestimated this Guang Ao a little, after all, the other party was the fourth strongest person on the Spirit Sword List, how could he not even catch his own palm. But then, Yang Mucheng sneered, stepped forward directly, came to Guang Ao's body and threw a punch again.

This punch was smashed, and the void was shocked, like a dragon walking on a snake, with a burst of golden light, like thunder and lightning, it smashed on Guang Ao's chest!

"Click!"

Guang Ao's chest immediately sunken down, and a terrifying fist mark protruded from the corresponding position behind his back.

Burst!

Guang Ao spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person exploded directly and flew upside down.

(End of chapter)