"You are Han Yewang?"

Yang Mucheng sat there quietly. "I killed your son...... He's used to being arrogant, but he shouldn't have messed with me. Since you have no way to discipline you, don't blame me for doing it for you. It's a pity that this kid can't even bear my kick, and he dares to threaten me in person!"

"He threatened not only me, but also my relatives and friends. As the so-called dragon's reverse scales, you will die if you touch it. He offended me, and I couldn't let him live!"

Han Yewang's face gradually sank.

The disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect who came later were almost startled when they saw the face of their Great Elder. They all looked at Yang Mucheng with sympathy and pity, once Han Yewang made a move, then there was absolutely no possibility for him to live again!

But Yang Mucheng didn't seem to care about the other party's face at all, and still said lightly.

"This kid is still talking!"

"Yes, he is sincere in provoking the Great Elder!"

"I've never seen the Great Elder so angry......"

One after another Blood Cloud Sect disciples, they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

Though.

Now Han Yewang hasn't made a move yet, but they can all see that Han Yewang at this moment is like a calm sea. Once it erupts, it will be the point where it will not end.

Han Yewang stared at Yang Mucheng for a moment, then his eyes turned, and the golden retriever rat that landed at the other party's feet suddenly laughed: "All your dependence, is it just this demon king?

"If that's the case, then I'll make you completely desperate and kill this demon king of yours first!"

Rumble!

As he spoke, he let out a roar, and his right hand slammed downward. In an instant, the aura in the surrounding sky gathered and surged wildly at this moment, like a silk thread. The color of Han Yewang's internal strength was blood, and when he grabbed this claw, even the aura was dyed with the color of his internal strength.

These blood-colored silk threads, like blood-colored lightning bolts, continued to wind wildly towards the body of the golden retriever.

"Close!"

Then, Han Yewang drank in a low voice. The five fingers were snapped away, and in an instant, the thousands of blood-colored silk pythons shrank up frantically as if they had caught their prey. The giant python shrinks its body and is capable of tearing the bones of its prey. The contraction of so many blood-colored threads was enough to smash the prey into pieces.

The golden retriever took a deep breath, and his internal strength traveled all over his body in an instant, and a piece of golden light suddenly attached to his soft fur. Those sharp silk threads, cutting and passing through its body, actually brought up patches of dazzling sparks. And at the same time, the body of the golden retriever increased dramatically, and it was actually 'bang bang bang' that broke the blood-colored silk threads even more!

"This demon king is so powerful!"

"yes......"

Seeing this scene, everyone only felt shocked.

Generally speaking.

The demon king of the Purple Mansion Realm couldn't hold on to a single move in Han Yewang's hands. But this peculiar demon king was able to hold on for so long.

"However, I'm afraid this demon king won't be able to support it for too long! After all, it only has the early stage of the Purple Mansion, and Han Yewang is not only a martial artist in the late stage of the Purple Mansion, but also a strong man on the Yellow List, how long can it support it?"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell.

I saw that the golden retriever rat that had flipped up had already swept into the air, and its body had changed from the original size of a lion to hundreds of zhang, as if it was a gluttonous head devouring the sky and the earth, as if it wanted to swallow Han Yewang directly at this moment.

But just like Han Yewang said, although the golden retriever rat is a sky-swallowing dragon rat, there is still an absolute gap in the strength of the two sides. Facing the golden retriever rat that was culled, Han Yewang slapped his right hand and immediately waved a blood-colored giant palm.

With a wave of his claws, the golden retriever slashed out two giant blades. But the giant blade slashed on the giant palm, but it had no effect, but it was like a wave crashing into a reef, not only failed to shatter the reef, but broke itself to pieces. But after seeing that the giant palm smashed the giant blade, the aftermath slammed into the body of the golden retriever, directly smashing it into the air.

Bang!

The golden retriever smashed the ground into a depression of hundreds of feet.

But the golden retriever writhed in the pit, and then it tossed up at a speed even more terrifying than when it fell, and rushed towards the sky again!

"Huh?"

Han Yewang sighed lightly, as if he didn't expect the other party to accept his palm, this demon king was not only not dead, but still alive.

However, in the face of the golden retriever rat rushing again, he snorted coldly and grabbed his right hand forward again. In an instant, it was like a strong wind. The infinite aura of heaven and earth seemed to be being pulled and poured out again under a strange force.

The internal energy, accompanied by the aura, converged again in mid-air. However, this time, instead of forming thousands of threads that were enough to cut the metal, as before, they directly transformed into dragons and quickly wound up.

Each of these blood-colored dragons was half a meter thick, and the traces of the scales on their bodies were clearly visible. Almost instantly, the golden retriever was entangled.

Then.

He slammed his right hand away, only to hear a 'bang', and dozens of dragons wrapped around the golden retriever's body turned into a blood-colored light mask, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free, as if it was put into a pocket, and fell to the ground from mid-air.

"Why didn't the Great Elder kill this demon king?" a disciple asked in a trembling voice.

"Who knows, this demon king has a strange origin, he may want to bring it back to the sect to study it well, right?" said another disciple. "However, that kid didn't have this demon king's body, and then he was definitely dead. ”

Swish!

This moment.

Everyone's eyes looked towards Yang Mucheng in unison.

Apparently.

Whether it was Han Yewang, or other Blood Cloud Sect disciples, or other martial artists watching the battle, everyone had the same thought. Yang Mucheng, who has no golden retriever, is like a tiger with teeth extracted, and he no longer has the capital to be arrogant.

"Han Yewang is too strong! he can easily subdue a demon king, he is worthy of being the great elder of the Blood Cloud Sect, and he is worthy of being the powerhouse of the Yellow List!"

"Yes, this kid and Han Yewang quarreled and killed his son, in front of so many people, Han Yewang will never spare him, and it is absolutely impossible for him to get out of the way!" Some people sighed secretly, and quietly set the final ending for Yang Mucheng.

"Now you know how good I'm doing, right?"

Han Yewang slowly descended from the sky and landed on the crumbling Xiaoyao Tower.

So far.

He didn't want to kill Yang Mucheng so soon, he wanted the kid in front of him to be killed by himself after tasting the suffering of the world. Not only him, but everyone's eyes were on this young man at this time.

However.

When everyone's eyes converged, they couldn't help but be stunned. Because, this young man looked leisurely and complacent, and there seemed to be no fear on his face.

"You're not afraid of death?"

Han Yewang couldn't help but ask.

(End of chapter)