Such an unceremonious rhetorical question, without the slightest respect, suddenly made the Tianjiao who spoke before show a trace of humiliation on his face.

In his opinion.

He only needs one sentence to make this kid in the middle of the Shenhai Sea, like a frightened bird, throw away the Shen Yuan Sword and the spiritual treasure on the altar in embarrassment, and flee in disgrace. But Yang Mucheng's actions made him feel that his face was dull, as if he had been humiliated!

"Otherwise, it's death!"

Tianjiao's eyes widened angrily, staring at Yang Mucheng deadly.

As he spoke, his right hand was already pressed against the long sword at his waist.

"Heavenly Spirit Treasure, Divine Weapons are not something you can get...... If you don't, I'll kill you myself......"

Boom!

Tianjiao's voice did not fall.

The sound of unsheathed and unsheathed swords rang out at the same time.

Only some people with high cultivation could see a swift black sword light passing by.

They couldn't even see what was going on!

"Poof!"

There was a tearing sound, and the huge head flew up, slamming into the ground with a fountain of blood.

"It only takes a sword to kill you!"

"This kind of waste, dare to covet my Abyss Sword?"

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head and swept his gaze in front of him.

Suddenly, the Tianjiao present only felt a tremor in their hearts the moment they met these eyes, and they couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

"The pinnacle of the Divine Sea!"

"To kill the pinnacle of the Divine Sea, it only takes one sword!"

"Where did this Tianjiao come from, and its strength is so terrifying?"

Some of the Tianjiao who were originally full of greed, when they met Yang Mucheng's cold eyes, they suddenly seemed to be pouring a bucket of ice water from head to toe, and they were completely cold.

There are also some people who have just reacted.

The Tianjiao in front of him chased and killed the existence of Chen Gu for thousands of miles.

"This brother!"

At this time.

In the crowd, a black-clothed Tianjiao slowly walked out.

"It's Duan Ling Tian!"

"What does he want to do?"

"Could it be that he was also moved?"

After the black-clothed Tianjiao walked out, there was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

From the stunned expressions of everyone, it could be seen that this Tianjiao named Duan Lingtian was definitely not an easy match.

Even.

The momentum on his body is not much better than Chen Gu.

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes, looked at the other party, and said nothing.

Duan Ling Tian took a step forward and arched his hand at Yang Mucheng: "This brother, you have already obtained this sword in the Longxian Valley, I hope you can give me the 'Holy Spirit Flower' on the altar." In the future, if I worship the Divine Sect and become a disciple of Mr. Grace, I will definitely thank you again!"

He saw that Yang Mucheng's expression did not move, and he hurriedly took out some heavenly spirit treasures from his arms.

"I have a few treasures here...... too"

"Although they are not as good as the 'Holy Spirit Flower', they can also make up for your losses!"

"Although your strength is not bad, there are a lot of Tianjiao in this Longxian Valley. If you're going to keep it all to yourself, no one else will. If you are willing to give me the Holy Spirit Flower, I will join forces with you to get rid of these people!"

Duan Lingtian's voice was full of bewitchment, and in this endless bewitchment, of course, he did not forget to threaten Yang Mucheng.

Hearing Duan Lingtian's words, many Tianjiao's faces turned pale.

A Yang Mucheng achievement is already very tricky, if Yang Mucheng and Duan Lingtian join forces, I'm afraid they will no longer have any hope of getting the treasure in this Longxian Valley.

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Naturally!"

Duan Ling Tian smiled harmlessly, but his eyes were very mysteriously hidden the thoughts in his heart.

'Joining forces with you?hehe, you're also worthy?'

"After I get the 'Holy Spirit Flower' and refine the 'Yin Ghost Body', I will kill you and win this sword." ’

"You are the one who Ning Wudao wants to kill, I don't dare to openly disobey Ning Wudao's orders!"

In his opinion, Yang Mucheng simply couldn't refuse his proposal.

There were too many Tianjiao present.

With Yang Mucheng alone, he couldn't resist at all. Joining forces with himself and jumping into his own scheme, this is his only choice!

However.

Just as Duan Lingtian was thinking in his heart, Yang Mucheng's gaze turned and fell on him. The next sentence made the extremely proud Duan Lingtian stunned.

"Get out!"

"What?"

Duan Lingtian's eyes widened, as if he hadn't reacted.

"Yang Mucheng, you have to figure out your current situation. Don't think that I have to join forces with you, although your strength can kill Chen Gu, but you may not be my opponent. If you insist on this, I will kill you first, and then take the sword!"

Zheng!

Looking at Yang Mucheng's indifferent eyes, and the look of not putting himself in his eyes at all, Duan Lingtian finally broke out.

He grabbed his right hand, only to hear a shocking sound of knives.

A burst of white sword light erupted from his waist, and the infinite sword qi rotated, condensing into substance, like a milky way waterfall rushing down from the nine heavens, carrying the power of the nine heavens, and rushed to Yang Mucheng's body in a shocking way.

"What a fast knife!"

"What a terrifying knife ......"

The surrounding Tianjiao, feeling the power of this knife, all looked shocked. Some people, before they even reacted, were bombarded on the spot by the fierce wind carried by the knife.

In just one thought, under this earth-shattering sword, only Yang Mucheng was left.

Just when everyone looked at Yang Mucheng with mockery on their faces.

The scene that appeared in front of him suddenly made everyone's eyes completely frozen!

Saw.

Under the slash, less than half a minute away from Yang Mucheng's head, as if Yang Mucheng would be split in half in the next moment, Yang Mucheng moved.

"Boom!"

All that could be heard was the sound of a sword.

At this moment, they couldn't even see the sword light......

Yang Mucheng's sword was even faster than before. The last one came first, like a snake, bypassing the sword qi that was slashed by the sky, and blasted towards Duan Ling Tian.

"Puff~"

There was a sound of something being torn.

Duan Lingtian was stunned as if he had been immobilized, and he was stunned and nailed to the spot, and his sword, which was only half a point short of splitting Yang Mucheng in half, hung alive in the void and could not fall.

Subsequently.

In a pair of shocked eyes, Duan Lingtian's body, like a felled tree, smashed to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust!

And Duan Lingtian's eyes were round, as if he couldn't believe that he had been killed with a single sword. Moreover, he died in the hands of a Tianjiao whose cultivation was far inferior to his own!

Then, Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, and his eyes swept towards everyone.

Meantime.

A cold voice slowly came out of his throat.

"Get out!"

(End of chapter)