Quiet!

Everyone looked at the two of them, and the crowd around them was stunned.

No one thought that the competition between these two people in strength would end like this. One is to reach the existence of the Xuanye Grandmaster, but he is suppressed head-on by a martial artist who only has the peak of Xuanli. And it's still crushing, absolute crushing in strength!

"How is that possible?"

The one-eyed dragon king felt his numb palm, and his face was full of incredulity.

He suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the Ghost Laughing Buddha, and asked sharply, "Ghost Laughing Buddha, what did you just say? Who did this kid kill?"

"Xu Yefeng and Cai Tao!" said the ghost laughing Buddha.

Hiss~

The One-Eyed Dragon King, the Beast Controlling Venerable, and the God-Killing Old Man, who were still a little disdainful, suddenly gasped.

The one-eyed dragon king stared at Yang Mucheng even more.

He never thought that this kid would be able to kill Xu Yefeng and Cai Tao.

"Now, do you think you'll be able to clean it up?"

Yang Mucheng put his hands behind his back, looked at the five grandmasters in front of him, and slowly shook his head, as if he was a little excited. "I always thought that some kind of strong enemy would come, but I didn't expect it to be a few three-legged cats. That's it, that's it, let's shoot together, don't delay me. ”

This look, as if he shot with these five people, as if he had insulted him.

"Damn it!"

The One-Eyed Dragon King clenched his fists, if anyone else dared to talk to him like this, he would have slapped him in the face and taught him to be a new man. But now that Yang Mucheng is like this, it makes him feel a chill that penetrates his heart. He couldn't figure it out, this kid obviously only had the peak of Xuanli, but why he had such terrifying strength.

They didn't know that Yang Mucheng had undergone two dragon blood tempering, and his physical strength had surpassed ordinary people. The explosion of power is even more powerful than these Xuanye Grandmasters!

"Let's do it together, old guys!"

The Ghost Laughing Buddha grabbed his right hand, and the skull rosary suddenly flew up from the ground and levitated in front of him. Thirty-six rosaries, seven of which were previously shattered by Wu Guojian, and now there are twenty-nine.

The one-eyed dragon king frowned slightly, and slowly grabbed the tall war hammer of the two behind his back.

Hua Shengtian, the God-Killing Old Man, and the Beast Controlling Venerable also took a step forward at this moment.

"Master Wu, will it be dangerous for the Holy Master to face the five Grandmasters alone?" Ye Xian'er looked ahead worriedly.

"Rest assured, the Holy God has achieved success, and with two fighting intentions, it is simply easy to deal with these people. Wu Guojian looked at the five grandmasters with a sneer, and said in a low voice: "These people shouldn't come, if they come, don't think about leaving alive!"

As soon as the words fell, the Ghost Laughing Buddha took the lead.

As soon as he closed his hands, the twenty-nine skull prayer beads grew wildly at this moment, and in an instant, they had already transformed into a mountain peak with a diameter of more than 100 meters, and they rushed towards Yang Mucheng frantically. Those skull heads, with their mouths open, chose people to devour, bringing a piercing whistling fishy wind.

"You hurt my people before, I haven't bothered you, but you sent them to the door, in that case, I will kill you first!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes were cold.

His words were understated, as if the grandmaster was not a grandmaster, but an ant that he could trample on at will. After Yang Mucheng finished speaking, he had already stepped out, and in the face of the overwhelming skull head, he put his right hand together, and pointed like a sword, slashing in the air.

A sword qi of more than thirty meters slashed down in the air.

"Ahhh~"

The ground exploded directly, and the terrifying sword aura flashed away, and time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment. In the depths of the pupils of countless people, twenty-nine skull heads that came out with great momentum were directly cut in half at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped out, directly crossed the distance of 100 meters, and descended in front of the Ghost Laughing Buddha as if shrinking into inches, and smashed it with a punch.

The two fought for the second time, and the Ghost Laughing Buddha was already prepared.

As soon as he slapped the white lion under his seat, the Xuanye Realm Great Demon, whose whole body was white and even his hair was white, let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests, and rushed towards Yang Mucheng, waving his claws, like a giant blade cutting out, and took Yang Mucheng's punch hard.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the white lion whimpered and retreated in panic.

The Ghost Laughing Buddha sitting on the back of the white lion trembled in his heart.

However, before he had time to think about it, he saw Yang Mucheng grinning as he stood there, and slapped his right hand at the void. Under the surging internal energy and crazy surge, a giant palm suddenly condensed above the head of the Ghost Laughing Buddha, and then smashed down.

Rumble!

With a palm pressed down, a loud voice erupted.

In the blood mist in the sky, the white lion under the crotch of the Ghost Laughing Buddha was slapped into flesh. The deep palm prints on the ground were filled with terrible flesh and blood.

With just this blow, it was already the killing of a grandmaster and a medium-sized demon.

Countless people who watched this scene had their eyes bulging out, and they were cold all over their bodies.

"Boy, Hugh is rampant!"

The god-killing old man let out a roar. This thin old man, who is less than a meter tall and hunched over, is extremely dexterous. He was like a nimble antelope, and in a few jumps on the ground, he had already landed on top of Yang Mucheng, and two small and delicate axes smashed into Yang Mucheng's head.

Don't look at this blow silently, when the tomahawk fell, the pure internal strength turned into a sharp blade, like two terrifying giant blades suddenly cut off.

'Ahhh~'

Within a radius of thirty meters, whether it was air or anything, it was all torn apart by the fierce wind brought up by this giant blade, and even Yang Mucheng's feet burst out with terrifying cracks, and traces of knife sharpening and axe appeared.

Two battle axes, as if nothing is cut off, is overwhelming!

"The second one is you!"

Looking at the two falling battle axes, Yang Mucheng laughed loudly, but he didn't avoid it, and stepped forward one step forward. His hands were like a wild dragon going out to sea, and he actually caught the tomahawk that was slashing down alive. The terrible wind slashed at Yang Mucheng's body, and it actually broke out with a 'clanging' sound, as if it was split on a piece of pig iron, and it didn't even leave a shallow trace on Yang Mucheng's body.

"Bad ......"

The god-killing old man's heart trembled, and out of vigilance, at this moment he directly abandoned his weapon and retreated towards the rear.

However, it's late!

Yang Mucheng flew into the sky.

"No!"

The god-killing old man let out a roar, raised his arms violently, and his internal strength surged wildly, transforming into a piece of internal energy several inches thick in front of him. But Yang Mucheng's kick was too fast and too fast. This few inches of internal strength didn't even last for a tenth of an eye, and it was shattered, like a wild dragon, and the kick that was like thunder hit the old man's chest.

"Click~"

The bones of the god-killing old man's body burst in unison at this moment.

The internal organs connected to the body were all crushed by the huge force at this moment, and the blood of the whole body was reversed in the meridians, turning into a blood arrow and rushing out directly from his back.

This Grandmaster Xuanye, who didn't know how many Grandmasters had been assassinated and was known as the 'Old Man of the Gods', had already lost all his life under Yang Mucheng's foot, and the whole person fell to the ground like a rag doll.

Behind him was a blood mist sprinkled in the sky, but Yang Mucheng was not stained with any blood stains.

One palm, one kick, kill the two grandmasters.

It's as casual as eating and drinking.

Who else is me!

(End of chapter)