Shake your right hand.

This sleeve was infused with internal strength and qi and blood, and as soon as his hand fell, everyone felt a grand and terrifying aura and rushed towards Chang Wei. I just saw that this energy swept through the void, surging like a dragon, bringing a piercing scream of thousands of steel needles, and even the ground in the lobby was crushed alive.

"What?"

Everyone only knew that Yang Mucheng was powerful, but they had never seen him make a move, and they were also suspicious in their hearts, how did he break Yan Dongchen's right leg with one move. But now that this is swept at will, everyone knows that Yang Mucheng is terrible!

The disciples of the Emperor Liberation Annihilation Sect who were still laughing at Yang Mucheng before immediately closed their mouths and never spoke again.

"Drink!"

Chang Wei, who bore the brunt of the attack, contracted his pupils, shouted violently, did not advance but retreated, and rushed forward.

He raised his arms, as if the Heavenly Court was wielding a pair of golden hammers with a yellow turban wrestler, burst out with all his strength, and smashed into this invisible momentum.

"Boom!"

Just hear a loud bang.

It was like a thunderbolt falling violently on a sunny day, and an invisible wave of qi spread along the attack. This mansion is just an ordinary courtyard, without any defensive formation, how can it withstand the battle between the two Jindan powerhouses, and it will be shattered in an instant.

And Chang Wei's body trembled, he only felt that this punch seemed to be smashed on the huge wave that swept the heavens and the earth, not only could not shake the strength of this qi in the slightest, but also the bones of his arms that were shocked by the shock force surging from it were cracked into countless cracks, and even his ten fingers could not be clenched into a fist again!

"It's too powerful!"

Chang Wei was shocked in his heart.

Only when he is really an enemy with Yang Mu can he know how terrible the other party is. Previously, Yang Mucheng said that he was not enough for him to fight, including him, he thought that this kid was talking nonsense when he opened his eyes. But now with this random wave, this kind of power erupts, which is really terrifying!

"Huh, you're not dead?"

Yang Mucheng sighed.

If it were an ordinary Jindan Sect Master, I am afraid that he would have been torn apart by his own palm. But Chang Wei was actually just shattered by his arms, it seems that there is really no weak person who can be on the Spirit Sword List!

"Shame on you!"

Elder Jixing's face turned pale.

Chang Wei took the initiative to ask for battle, but he couldn't even accept Yang Mucheng's move, which simply lost the face of the Emperor Liberation Annihilation Sect. But at the same time, Elder Ji Xing was also shocked in his heart, this kid was only in his seventeens, and he actually had such strength?

"Old thing, these disciples of yours are not my opponents......" Yang Mucheng said with a smile. "Next, did you go on it yourself?"

Rumble!

The disciples of the Emperor Shakti Annihilation Sect all changed color. Yan Dongchen, Chen Yuandian, and Chang Wei, who was previously knocked back by a palm, all stepped forward and glared at Yang Mucheng angrily. They didn't expect that the other party would be so bold that even the elders would dare to provoke.

Yang Mucheng is naturally not the kind of bold person.

Just before, Concubine Yu had already transmitted the message to him, and she was rushing back with all her strength at the moment. Therefore, at this time, he wanted to test Elder Jixing's strength. And the maximum power of using your own Dragon Soul Armor and Amazing Finger!

"A small disciple dares to provoke our elders, since this is the case, how about I challenge you?"

Out of the crowd came a young man with an equally thin build.

Although it seems to be weak, this emaciated body contains an unimaginable momentum.

"Who are you?" Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.

"Twenty-third on the Spirit Sword List, Yin Longhua!"

The young man clenched his fists.

"You're not good enough for me to ......"

Yang Mucheng glanced at it and still shook his head.

A hint of humiliation flashed in Yin Longhua's eyes.

The twenty-third place on the Spirit Sword List means that in the Jindan realm, the only people who can beat him are Tianchen and Ling Xiao. Now, he is being responded to by his opponent like this, which is not taking him in his eyes at all!

"Yin Longhua, don't keep your hands!"

Elder Ji Xing was furious when he heard this.

If it weren't for Yin Longhua opening his mouth to challenge, he would even want to slap Yang Mucheng to death with one palm. But now that he saw his beloved disciple being humiliated like this, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Zha!"

Yin Longhua received the elder's signal and immediately shouted.

In the emaciated body, the qi and blood were churning like sea water. He took a step forward, and a white cloud ring spread out in all directions, centered on the soles of his feet, and a surging force swept madly in all directions. Everywhere the cloud ring passed, whether it was tables, chairs, benches, or floors and beams, they were all crushed into a piece of powder.

And this cloud ring, close to Yang Mucheng's side, seemed to hit an invisible barrier and quietly separated.

Rise!

Almost at the same time, Yin Longhua stepped on the soles of his feet, and rushed towards Yang Mucheng like an arrow from a string. At this moment, he was like a howling wind, a swift lightning, and a swift cheetah. Everywhere he passed, there was a deafening, muffled sound like rolling thunder, and almost in an instant, it had already arrived in front of Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng sat leisurely on the Taishi chair.

The previous Chang Wei was not qualified to let him stand up. Yin Longhua, who ranked twenty-third on the Spirit Sword List, was also unqualified.

"Let's use the stinging finger against you!"

Just as Yin Longhua rushed in front of him, Yang Mucheng nodded thoughtfully, and then pointed out.

The killing intent in Yin Longhua's eyes was even worse.

He didn't expect that Yang Mucheng would dare to joke about himself when he was dying. A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, the qi and blood in his whole body surged to the extreme, and he also pointed it with the same finger.

"It's Violent Finger!"

Many people recognized Yin Longhua's moves.

This move is the ultimate martial art of the Xuan Rank. In the fingering of the same level, the lethality is enough to rank in the top three. This martial art is the most suitable for a disciple like the Emperor Liberation Annihilation Sect who is good at fist and foot kung fu, and its general method is to condense all the qi and blood into one point, and then blast out like a volcanic eruption or a river flowing backwards!

If you point it on a person, even if the opponent does not die, your heart will be shattered and you will become a waste.

Yang Mucheng has been keeping his hand for the long time, but when he saw that Yin Longhua was ruthless at all, and directly killed him, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and directly poured the killing intent into his stunned finger, which was like a sword and lightning and slammed towards Yin Longhua.

"Be careful!"

Elder Ji Xing suddenly felt a wanton killing intent and immediately shouted. He wanted to make a move, but it was too late. I saw Yang Mucheng's finger on Yin Longhua's right finger, and with a 'bang', the opponent's right hand exploded on the spot, and the entire right arm 'clicked', and the hand bones were completely shattered, and he flew out directly upside down at a faster speed than when he came.

Everyone hurriedly looked at Yin Longhua.

But I saw him fall to the ground, his face was as white as paper, his right arm was paralyzed as mud, and it was obvious that one arm had been completely destroyed. Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts fell wildly, when did the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect emerge with such a powerful character?

PS: Thank you for Mr. Elegance's 10000X2, thanks to Bubble ☆ Xiaozhu's 388, Xiao Letong, Liu Xiao, and the flashy injuries of the troubled times, and the reward of "誏.訫".

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