The three mid-stage Xuanye martial artists struck with all their strength, and even if you have a heavenly cultivation, you can only be killed!

"Boom~"

The magic weapon, the martial arts, and the coercion carried by them shook the entire Stormwind City, where buildings collapsed, countless houses collapsed, and hundreds of meters of walls were broken, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Brother Mucheng!"

Yu Youjiao looked at the attack that covered the sky and the sun, and only felt a chill in her heart.

"This ......"

Long Fei was dumbfounded, he wanted to help, but under the pressure of this wave of attacks, he couldn't even move his feet. You can only stand on your own without being frightened to your knees.

"This kid is dead!"

A disciple of the Silver Feather Sect was dumbfounded as he looked at this attack.

"This is natural! Zhang Muzhi's martial art is called 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One', it is a Xuan-level mid-grade martial art, and he is the only one in the entire Stormwind City! When attacking, the sword is like rain, endless. There was once a late stage martial artist of Xuanye who was torn to pieces by Zhang Muzhi's move!"

"Chu Yunfeng's magic weapon is called 'Qiankun Thirteen Pearls', each of which is a low-grade magic weapon of the Xuan Rank, a total of thirteen, and it can be combined to form the 'Heavenly Pole Strangulation Array', and its power is not inferior to 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One'!"

"Zhao Zihong's hairpin, called 'Zhan Canglong', was found from the ruins of an ancient tomb. Carved with 'Tianji Wood', it is indestructible and unstoppable!"

"These three people join forces, not to mention the late stage martial artists of Xuanli, even if they are at the peak of Xuanli, they can be killed!"

In addition, the members of the Blood Feather Team introduced like a few family treasures.

"Isn't that a lifeless situation?"

Countless people, at this moment, looked at the past.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, but your pupils are all closed. In the face of such a terrorist attack, Yang Mucheng did not have the slightest timidity, timidity and fear, but quickly accelerated his pace and rushed towards the attack that covered the sky!

"He's going to fight hard?"

Long Fei clenched his fists, and his heart was raised.

Several magic weapons.

Zhao Zihong's wild dragon came first, the wild dragon swept quickly, frantically churned, and in an instant, it was already rushing forward. The body tens of meters long is extremely huge, and even if it is half coiled, it has a terrifying coercion that obscures the sky.

rushed in front of Yang Mucheng, and opened his big mouth full of fangs and bit frantically.

But!

This big mouth, hovering in mid-air, came to a sudden halt.

The Silver Star Sword had already swept rapidly, directly splitting the mad dragon in half.

"Look at my Thirteen Pearls!"

Chu Yunfeng shouted violently, pinched his hands, and thirteen beads fell like a torrential rain.

Yang Mucheng grinned and stood in place without dodging. The long sword in his hand danced rapidly, and at this moment, thirteen swords were blasted out in a row, picking, chopping, chopping, chopping, pointing, dialing, and slashing...... Each sword was accurately slashed on the Qiankun bead.

These thirteen magic weapons of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank were actually cut off by Yang Mucheng with a sword.

"I don't believe it!"

Zhang Mu's mind was in turmoil.

He didn't expect that the attack of the other two people couldn't even stop Yang Mucheng half a step, and his heart suddenly sank. With a deep snort, he pushed his palms forward again. In the next moment, the long sword that covered the sky came like a swarm of locusts.

"Curse Dragon Heavenly Fire!"

Looking at these countless long swords, Yang Mucheng's pupils closed, and two clusters of flames in his black and white eye sockets churned, and in an instant, they had already transformed into surging waves, quickly sweeping towards the sky. I saw that the fire was crossing, and the falling long sword was actually burned into a lump of iron under this terrible heat, lost its balance, and fell down.

Quiet!

At this moment, Stormwind City was once again silent like a tomb!

If it is said.

The silence in Stormwind City was due to the fact that everyone had seen how terrifying the hidden power of the six major forces was.

But the silence now is trembling for Yang Mucheng, who has this almost divine power, except for being terrifying, they can't find any other words to describe the young man in front of them.

"Could it be that you are the reincarnation of the god of fire?"

Zhang Muzhi's face is like white paper.

Each of these tens of thousands of long swords was infused with internal strength, enough to pierce through the fine iron rock, but they were burned to ashes under this wave of fire.

"Hehe, what other tricks do you have, just come up with them!"

Yang Mucheng looked proudly.

His Curse Dragon Heavenly Fire was originally enough to compete with the Xuan-rank mid-grade martial arts, and with the assistance of the flame battle intent, it was enough to compete with the Xuan-rank high-grade martial arts. Don't say that these ordinary long swords are thousands of magic weapons, and he can burn them into molten iron in an instant!

"This Emperor Yang is afraid that he is the reincarnation of the gods, and the old monster will be reborn!"

In Stormwind City, countless people secretly thought.

Other than that.

What else is possible for a sixteen-year-old boy to be able to cultivate to such a level of cultivation and possess such strength?

"If that's all you have, I'll do it!"

Yang Mucheng looked at the figure in the sky, and his eyes were cold.

Rumble!

Cultivation was released, and a huge aura churned up, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye surged directly in all directions at this moment. The dark clouds that had been suspended over Stormwind City for more than a hundred miles were suddenly dispersed by this wave of air.

It wasn't until he let out his breath that Zhang Muzhi, Zhao Zihong and the others lost their colors and were dumbfounded.

"Late stage of Xuanli!"

"When did he reach the late stage of Xuanli?"

In Stormwind City, there was even an exclamation.

Everyone didn't expect that Yang Mucheng still hadn't used his true strength even though he had fought against the three mid-stage Xuanye martial artists before.

"This, how is it possible!"

Zhang Muzhi was like a mourner, and his face was bloodless.

"The first one, it's you!"

Yang Mucheng's gaze was fixed, and it fell on Zhang Muzhi's body.

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, he stepped on the void. I saw a golden light burst out in the void, and the next moment Yang Mucheng turned into a phantom, rushing towards Zhang Muzhi like lightning, and at the same time slashed down with a sword.

"No!"

Looking at Yang Mucheng who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Muzhi no longer had the previous madness, and he screamed wildly. However, before the voice fell, the Silver Star Sword had already slashed down, slashing him from head to toe. Hearing only the sound of 'bang', Zhang Muzhi turned into two halves and fell towards the ground.

"This ......," Zhao Zihong's teeth trembled.

Burst~

A sword slashed, only to see a spring of blood churning, and a head flying high.

"Emperor Yang, I know it's wrong, don't kill me......"

Two successive Xuanye mid-stage martial artists died under their noses, and Chu Yunfeng's psychological defense line completely collapsed, and at this moment, he was roaring hysterically, constantly running towards the distance. However, Yang Mucheng only threw a punch from afar, and Chu Yunfeng, who had escaped, slammed into his back, and a huge fist mark also raised on his chest at the same time.

The body that lost its support shook violently and fell directly from mid-air

Bang~

The corpse slammed to the ground with a dull thud.

This sound was like a thunderbolt that smashed into everyone's hearts!

"Next, it's your turn!"

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, his gaze fell on the bodies of the countless martial artists in mid-air, and slowly launched a sword.

(End of chapter)