"Your Nine Dragons Supreme Robe has been torn by me, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Zhou Xiaotian put his hands behind his back, looking at Yang Mucheng, who spurted out a mouthful of blood and was smashed into the ground by himself, his eyes were extremely proud.

"I gave you a chance to surrender, but you chose to refuse, and today see how I buried you here. If you can die at my hands, you should be blind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly became gloomy and fierce. The surging internal strength on his body swept out, and at the same time, a palm towards Yang Mucheng crushed him.

Cracking sound~

Before he slapped this palm, the earth cracked wildly, countless buildings were directly burst open by his slap, and a deep palm print appeared directly on the ground. It was as if the giant spirit god came down on the spot and slapped it with his palm.

"The Xuanqi Realm has this kind of strength, if the cultivation is higher, wouldn't it be able to turn the river and the sea upside down?"

Seeing this scene, countless people were shocked.

Lu Mi was even more proud, since Da Qian's counterattack against Ertai, he had never slept peacefully. If Yang Mucheng is removed, he will sit back and relax in the future!

"I heard that Yang Mucheng's three concubines are the best in the world, and I will send someone to take them captive when the time comes. After getting tired of playing, send them to the army ~ prostitutes. ”

Bai Zhong and the others had long been bloodless.

In a battle of this level, let alone meddling, even if Zhou Xiaotian glared at them, they would feel their blood gushing and almost burst.

"How is this good, the Holy Nine Dragons Supreme Robe has been shattered, this week Xiaotian is too terrifying. Now this palm is several times more powerful than before...... How can the Holy One resist it?"

Thinking in his heart, Bai Zhong hurriedly looked at it, and he was infinitely expecting a miracle in his heart.

I saw Yang Mucheng standing up slowly.

"Since the thirty-six styles of Zhenwu are blasted out in one style, it is not of any use to you, I will come out in six styles together, and see how you can resist!"

Rumble!

Facing the palm of this god and demon, Yang Mucheng's eyes widened angrily, the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and a churning internal energy surged all over his limbs.

Sky Shaking Hammer!Sky Splitting Strike!Flame Dragon Breaking!Xuanwu Slashing!Green Dragon Soaring Sky Break......

The six styles came out together, not as powerful as before, but at this moment they became extremely simple, like nature, and with a vast and simple trend. With a punch, he shook Zhou Xiaotian's giant palm.

"Firefly light, dare to compete with Haoyue?, the little Heng Refining Realm Grandmaster, in my eyes is just an ant, you want to stop me?"

Seeing Yang Mucheng counterattack, Zhou Xiaotian sneered, and his right hand suddenly crushed downward. The surging power like a tide poured into the giant palm, and in the blink of an eye, the suppressed giant palm let out a whistling sound, which grew to nearly a hundred zhang in size at this moment.

Rumble!

In the next moment, this palm slammed into the ground under the shocked gaze of countless people. A churning and shaking internal force, like thousands of galloping horses with a strong sweeping momentum, swept in all directions.

Thundered~

The vast loud sound resounded, and the entire royal secret realm was completely crushed at this moment, and the billowing dust even poured into the sky. Everything in the field of vision collapsed at this moment, and the eyes were full of desolation.

"Hmph, mayflies shake the tree!"

Zhou Xiaotian looked at the ground and couldn't help but sneer. He turned to look at Lu Mi: "Yang Mucheng has been killed by me on the spot, why don't you hurry up and send someone to sweep away the enemy troops in the city?"

"Good, good ......"

At this time, Lu Mi came back to his senses, and he nodded in shock, and his heart was full of joy. hurriedly ordered: "Ye Linyun, you take my tiger talisman and mobilize the troops in the city to sweep away the enemy troops of Daqian and Daxia." Leave no mouth alive, no prisoners, all of them will be killed on the spot!"

"Guangjun Hou, you passed on my message, led 30,000 soldiers, immediately counterattacked Daqian, and swept all the cities of Daqian. Lu Mi's face was cold, and he said coldly: "The army will slaughter every city for three days, I don't want to see it alive! In addition, Yang Mucheng's three concubines will be captured alive for me......"

All the soldiers received their orders.

In the distance, Bai Zhong and other masters looked shocked when they looked at this scene. Even Yang Mu was defeated, do they still have a way to live?

Just when everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Rumble!

A sky-high internal force blasted through the suppressive giant palm, and rose to the sky at this moment.

"Twelve!"

Yang Mucheng came out in twelve styles, directly breaking Zhou Xiaotian's palm.

"Still alive?"

Zhou Xiaotian's face sank.

A small ant-like existence has been fighting with him for so long, and even he can't kill it with all his palm.

"Okay! It is worthy of Emperor Yang, and he is still alive. I'll see how long you can hold on!"

Let out a roar.

Zhou Xiaotian rushed directly towards Yang Mucheng. Instantly, the two turned into a black shadow and fought together. Wherever the two of them hit, a terrifying hurricane would erupt and completely tear everything around them apart. The fist shadows of the handover were almost connected, and the speed was so fast that no one present could catch it with the naked eye!

Eighteen Styles!

Twenty-four styles!

Under Zhou Xiaotian's stormy attack, Yang Mucheng did not avoid it at all, and even turned into a terrifying afterimage, attacking Zhou Xiaotian together.

And at the same time.

Every punch and kick he throws will be integrated into most of the Zhenwu Thirty-six Styles. Even later, it was all thirty styles at a time. The terrifying power that erupted between the fists and feet even directly suppressed Zhou Xiaotian.

"Zhou Shangxian's strength is too terrifying, he should be in full force now!"

"He had never used such an offensive before, but now he didn't spare the slightest hand!"

"What's even more terrifying is that Yang Mucheng was actually able to resist all of Zhou Shangxian's attacks, and even suppressed it!"

Everyone outside the arena watched in amazement at what was happening in front of them.

Zhou Xiaotian's ever-increasing attacks made them extremely shocked and shocked. But Yang Mucheng, who was suppressed before and could barely raise his head, shocked them even more. He actually pressed Zhou Xiaotian down one-sidedly.

"How is this possible? he obviously only has a Horizontal Refining Grandmaster!"

The more Zhou Xiaotian fights, the more shocked he becomes, he didn't expect that he had fully exploded, and Yang Mucheng would still be able to resist his attack.

Even when facing him, Zhou Xiaotian felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart!

"No, if I continue like this, I will definitely lose! It seems that I have to use that trick......"

A thought flashed through Zhou Xiaotian's heart, and then this thought completely occupied his mind.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time, Zhou Xiaotian in the battle suddenly shot towards the rear and withdrew from the battle.

"This ......"

Everyone around was already dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)