Yang Mucheng is back?

That?

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly looked behind Yang Mucheng. In that long path, where are the three Zhao Long brothers.

"Yang Mucheng, what about Zhao Long?"

A horse-faced warrior shouted.

He held the saber at his waist in one hand, his whole body muscles were tense, and his whole body was full of unkempt strength, as if he was about to make a move.

"I'll kill you!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

Really!

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp. It wasn't for Yang Mucheng to admit it personally, they couldn't believe it. is also a half-step Xuanqi, he can not only downplay the killing of one person. It is even more able to easily bombard and kill opponents under the siege of three people.

This kind of strength, I'm afraid it's not much different from the real Xuanqi Realm, right?

"Look for death!"

When the horse-faced warrior heard that Zhao Long was dead, he immediately became furious.

"I almost forgot, you are also a bandit on Tianfeng Mountain. Since you are not reconciled, then go with them!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed, and he waved his right hand. He devoured the qi and blood of Zhao Long and the others, although his cultivation did not increase much, his strength became stronger and stronger. A grand aura blasted towards the horse-faced warrior. This qi swept through the void, bringing a sharp roar, and everyone saw a white wave of qi churning up, rushing towards the horse-faced warrior.

Seeing Yang Mucheng's move, the surrounding warriors were all shocked.

Some martial artists who originally wanted to snatch the treasure from him gasped even more, and hurriedly dispelled this idea in their hearts.

"Who is this kid? I've never heard of this person in the martial arts world!"

The thin old man became more and more curious about Yang Mucheng.

"Drink!"

The horse-faced warrior shouted violently, and drew his sword to meet it.

A glittering sword could rush out of its scabbard like mercury. He walked with the knife, did not advance but retreated, and in the face of this wave of qi, he slashed away with a knife in the wind, and slashed out a knife four or five zhang long.

This sword was extremely condensed, as if a giant blade was held in his hand, as if the ancient giant was shocked and slashed down with a knife, and slashed at Yang Mucheng's roaring qi wave!

"Boom!"

The blade struck with a loud bang like an explosion.

The strength of this horse-faced martial artist is really extraordinary, and this knife actually smashed Yang Mucheng's casual blow alive. But at the same time, he didn't have a good time. The recoil force of the explosion shook the bones of the ten fingers of his hands and shattered suddenly, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Whew-"

This scene shocked the surrounding warriors even more.

Outside the tomb before, although Yang Mucheng killed Zhang Tianyi, they only glimpsed it from afar, and the two sides fought rapidly, and many people did not see this scene with their own eyes. I only think that Zhang Tianyi died in the hands of Yang Mucheng because of the neglect of the enemy.

But now Yang Mucheng just struck with a casual blow, and the ten fingers of a half-step Xuanqi martial artist were shattered, and he had no power to resist. This made everyone's hearts tremble!

"You're not dead?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the horse-faced warrior who fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, his hands were broken, shook his head, and strode over.

"I was wrong, spare my life, I am willing to be a dog by your side, the most faithful dog......"

The horse-faced warrior shuddered, his head slammed to the ground, thumping. Blood splashed out, and they didn't dare to stop. If he had known that Yang Mucheng had this kind of strength, even if he killed him, he would not dare to provoke the other party.

Yang Mucheng, who originally wanted to kick the horse-faced warrior into the abyss, stopped.

"Okay, then I'll spare your life!"

The horse-faced warrior was relieved, and hurriedly kowtowed a few times, grateful.

If it was according to Yang Mucheng's original temper, he would definitely kick the other party down. But since he knew that there was still a martial arts world, he found that his vision was too small. Although Bai Zhong and the others had all reached the Horizontal Refining Realm, it was still difficult for them to take charge on their own.

Subduing a few half-step Xuanqi martial artists, on the one hand, can increase the national strength of the Great Qianguo, and on the other hand, if there is friction with the martial arts world in the future, it can also have a help.

The half-step Xuan Qi around was frightened.

In front of this young man, only surrender can save him from death. Suddenly, they regarded Yang Mu as a god of death, for fear of provoking the other party, and they were far away, and they no longer dared to have the slightest thought in their hearts.

"This group of idiots, even I don't dare to provoke this young man, and a group of half-step Xuan Qi should also attack him?"

Seeing this, the thin old man shook his head secretly.

Facing many frightened half-step Xuanqi martial artists, Yang Mucheng's face remained unchanged, his hands behind his back, and said lightly:

"The things of the tomb **, those who have the ability can get it. What is in my hand, can you covet it? If you want to rob me of my thing, you must die. ”

It's too overbearing.

This completely did not take the remaining fifty-odd half-step Xuan Qi present in his eyes. Which of these warriors is not a powerful existence on the side of the town, and is admired by tens of thousands of people. But when Yang Mucheng said this, they didn't dare to refute it at all.

The horse-faced warrior Zhang Jiao, just asked a word, and was smashed with both fists, not begging for mercy quickly, maybe he would have to die on the spot.

In the next small half-cut sheep intestine trail, Yang Mucheng collected a lot of treasures on the suspended island. He gave half of it to Liang Xiao, but Liang Xiao didn't agree.

"Yang Mucheng, no merit is not punished. You risked death to bring these treasures, I didn't have the slightest strength, how can I get a piece of the pie with you?" Liang Xiao shook his head.

Yang Mucheng took out a lot of treasures and distributed them to the thin old man.

The thin old man also shook his head: "Little brother, the treasure in this tomb is not very attractive to me. I just want to find a way to break through the Xuanli Realm...... I won't rob you of all the treasures in the tomb. If you get a breakthrough, just let me check it out!"

The words of the thin old man made many half-step Xuanqi martial artists feel sad in their hearts.

Yang Mucheng is too strong.

In the tomb, only the thin old man, a martial artist of the Xuan Qi Realm, could suppress it. But unexpectedly, the thin old man also began to soften, and even curried favor with Yang Mucheng. This is because he doesn't want to have a conflict with Yang Mucheng!

But.

Yang Mucheng was secretly depressed.

Most of these treasures are small and scattered objects. Although there are many magic weapons and weapons in the Yellow Order, none of them are eye-catching. Even the golden black sword of the middle grade of the Yellow Rank was rewarded to Bai Zhong by him. The treasure that has entered his magic eye must at least be the best level of the Yellow Order.

However, luck was not bad, he found the Yellow Rank Danfang Daquan on a suspended island again. In a thick book, almost all the pills and pills from the lower grade of the Yellow Order to the best are recorded.

It's a pity.

The sheep intestine trail has come to an end.

"If you want a better treasure, you can only hope for it in the tomb......"

"I don't know what's in this tomb!"

Yang Mucheng thought secretly.

However, just after everyone left the sheep intestine path, in the bottomless abyss, there was a protrusion of mutation......

PS: Thanks Jan .... (10) ←_←, the reward of the little grandson of Master Tian ~ Today's four watches, ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections ~

(End of chapter)