"Yang Mucheng, you are so bold, do you know who I am? You even dare to kill my master?"

Xu Yefeng stared at Yang Mucheng with a pair of eyes.

At the moment when the qi and blood in his body surged, the stone slab under his feet was shattered in response, and the terrible cracks spread out wildly, and the sound of 'crackling' rang out. The strong wind pressure blows the surrounding ground cleanly.

"He's damned!"

Yang Mucheng's gaze swept across the hall.

When he found out that he was not one less, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw Ye Xian'er's face was pale and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, a monstrous anger suddenly surged into his heart.

"Xian'er, who injured you?"

"It's me!"

Zhou Ping took a step forward and said loudly. "It's Ye Xian'er who I injured!"

He looked at Yang Mucheng and snorted coldly: "Yang Mucheng, I heard that you are from the mortal realm, you are a little emperor of the mortal realm, and you dare to show off your power in our martial arts realm?

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng looked at him quietly.

His gaze, as if he was looking at a dead person, made Zhou Ping only feel cold all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.

"Little Emperor, how dare you question me?"

Rumble!

Zhou Ping came back to his senses, and a hint of humiliation flashed on his face. He was actually frightened away by a man from the mortal world, which made him very angry. With a roar, he stepped forward, the spear in his hand slammed, and at this moment, a dragon roar was heard in the void, like a real dragon swimming between mountains, rivers and seas.

The surging internal energy surged, transforming into a dragon with internal strength, and rushed towards Yang Mucheng frantically.

"Roar!"

The dragon surged and clung to the ground. Patches of stone slabs were directly crushed into powder at this moment. The void is like the sea, and the dragon is churning. The power of this shot is a hundred times stronger than when he defeated Ye Xian'er before?

This spear is almost transformed into substance, eleven or twelve meters long, and the dragon scales, dragon claws, and dragon horns are clearly visible. Tossing and turning, wandering between square inches.

"Holy Lord!

Ye Xian'er exclaimed.

Zhang Jiao and Liang Xiao were bloodless.

With the previous shot, Ye Xian'er couldn't stop it with all her might. Now this move is even more powerful than before, how can Yang Mucheng stop it?

"You should die this time, right?" Chen Xuanfeng clenched his fists and stared at Yang Mucheng deadly. "I didn't kill you with my own hands, this is my biggest regret!"

"Yang Mucheng, I want to educate you today, so that you can understand that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the martial arts world, and the reason why you can be rampant is only because you have not met a strong person. And you can only obediently be your own emperor in the mortal world, and you shouldn't step into the martial arts world to stir up the wind and rain!"

Zhou Ping shouted angrily.

He became more and more angry, because Yang Mucheng stood there, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't put himself in his eyes.

"I'd like to see how long you can laugh!"

"Give me death!"

Zhou Ping pushed with his right palm, and suddenly the wind was fierce. At this moment, the wild dragon that transformed into a spear actually rose when it saw the wind, and it more than doubled from the original more than ten meters. The terrifying power directly caused the crumbling Chen Family Hall to burst open, turning into ruins, and with a momentum of momentum, he rushed towards Yang Mucheng.

The big mouth that opened was even more as if it was going to completely devour Yang Mucheng at this moment!

"Kill me?"

"You can't do it yet......"

Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly.

When countless people's eyes were looking at him, when the mad dragon was about to devour him, Yang Mucheng actually waved his right hand.

'Bang!'

A sword roar resounded through the sky suddenly.

I saw a sword like a half-moon slashed out by him, and this sword rushed towards the dragon with a posture of burning everything. Hearing only a 'poof' sound, the unstoppable dragon was directly cut off by countless gazes.

"What?"

Zhou Ping was shocked.

The sword that cut off the mad dragon did not stop in the slightest.

Xu Yefeng, who was even more shocked. But if you want to stop it, it's too late. I could only watch this sword shoot and blast towards Zhou Ping.

"No!"

Zhou Ping let out a wild roar, and hurriedly set up a spear in front of him. But Yang Mucheng's sword speed was too fast and too fierce. directly cut off the spear in Zhou Ping's hand, and then swept directly over his body. In the blood mist in the sky, Zhou Ping felt as if he had been immobilized.

Everyone could only see that his lower body was standing still, and the lower half of his body slid down diagonally, smashing to the ground.

"The saint is so powerful, even this Zhou Ping can be killed with one sword!"

Zhang Jiao cheered.

As soon as he wanted to speak, he saw Liang Xiao, Old Man Bai, Ye Xian'er and others, their faces pale, staring at the front as if they were facing a great enemy. He looked at it again, but he saw that he didn't know when Xu Yefeng had appeared in front of Yang Mucheng.

"What about the martial arts world?"

"I can do whatever I want! Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him!"

But at this moment......

"Really?"

A magnificent and incomparably exciting voice suddenly resounded in the sky above Xuanyan City. It was Xu Yefeng who spoke, and his voice seemed to float from the clouds, deafening.

I saw his right hand grasp towards the void.

In an instant, Yang Mucheng only felt that there was a turmoil in his storage bracelet, and there was an infinite burst of fire in it. At this moment, wisps of flames rushed out of the storage bracelet like arrows from the string, quickly converging in Xu Yefeng's hands, and forming a sword.

Wu Jianyang's saber -

Great Sun Fire Sword!

"Huh?"

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his storage bracelet was forcibly extracted by Xu Yefeng like this, and countless cracks broke open.

"This sword is my master's sword, and you are not qualified to get it. ”

Xu Yefeng's right hand slowly retracted, and suddenly the Great Sun Flame Sword suspended in mid-air erupted into thousands of flames. At the same time, a terrifying killing intent also surged out from Xu Yefeng's body.

Rumble!

A wave of qi erupted from his body, and the crowd in the hall was directly hit by this wave of qi and flew out on the spot.

Yang Mucheng only felt a surging force hit his body, and he couldn't hold back a trembling and retreated towards the rear. However, he did not lose his balance and slid dozens of meters with his feet on the ground. Xu Yefeng quietly looked at the sword in his hand, and after about three breaths, he raised his head, and his eyes fell on Yang Mucheng's body:

"You killed my master!"

"Kill my minions in front of me!"

The corners of Xu Yefeng's mouth raised a coldness, and he stared at Yang Mucheng deadly.

"Today, I'm going to stop you, but I'm going to see how you cut me!"

(End of chapter)