"I want to leave, is it difficult, do you dare to stop me?"

As soon as Yang Mucheng said this, the audience was in an uproar, but no one dared to squeak. You Yang Mucheng is certainly the emperor of a country in the Daqian Dynasty, and you will die in your hands. But you must know that this is not your Great Qianhuang Dynasty, but the Kuril Dynasty!

If you are subdued, the other party may be afraid of your identity as an emperor and dare not do anything to you. But if you come hard, this is forcing people to kill you!

Really.

Mr. Shi's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "I don't care what kind of emperor you are, stay here for me today!"

Mr. Shi shouted, and the internal strength around his body exploded, like clouds and mist, and a long rainbow condensed between his palms, and it slapped towards Yang Mucheng. With his palm, the turbulent lake water rolled, startling the monstrous waves, like an angry dragon overturning the river and the sea.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Wang Anyi covered her aching face and sneered.

Many guards are even more proud, no matter what your Yang Mucheng background is, even if you have a great background, you have to die here.

The warriors around them all sighed.

The power of Mr. Shi's palm is by no means a general talk, and none of them believe that Yang Mucheng can escape this catastrophe!

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng sneered.

It's just the peak of Xuanqi, and you dare to speak in front of him?

He stepped forward, raised his right hand like white jade, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it forward. The punch was light and weak. fell in Mr. Shi's eyes, which made his heart full of disdain.

"Delusional dying struggle?"

He smiled and slapped his palm on Yang Mucheng's fist.

At this moment, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened. The moment he touched Yang Mucheng's fist, his overwhelming palm power was directly torn apart by an incomparable force. The right palm that was slapped out was directly blasted away.

And Yang Mucheng's punch, as if tearing apart all obstacles, fell on Mr. Shi's chest lightly.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

saw that Mr. Shi's chest immediately sank, and the position corresponding to it behind him suddenly burst open. The blood of the whole body was completely blasted open along with the internal organs, turning into a stream of blood gushing directly out of the back. And Mr. Shi, who was invincible before, flew out upside down like a rag doll and fell heavily into the lake.

The lake rippled, and a piece of red slowly swung.

Inside the port.

Quiet as a graveyard.

Wang Anyi, who was still triumphant before, was stunned in place, and his eyes were about to bulge. The surrounding warriors looked at Mr. Shi floating on the surface of the lake in astonishment, and the other party's chest had already been blasted out of a blood hole that could not be concealed by this punch.

"Who else dares to stop me?" Yang Mucheng slowly withdrew his hand and asked with a smile.

Everywhere he looked, no one dared to look at each other.

The powerhouse at the peak of Xuanhai couldn't help but punch him?

"Lu Yao'er, didn't you want to beat her before? Go ahead!" Yang Mucheng said.

Lu Yao'er was overjoyed.

She had long been tired of seeing this arrogant eldest princess, and she stepped forward with an arrow and came to Wang Anyi.

"You dare?"

Wang Anyi saw Lu Yao'er's movements and shouted angrily.

She was slapped by Yang Mucheng, but she could still comfort herself, after all, the other party was the king of a country. But what is Lu Yao'er's identity, what status, and dare to beat her? Before the words fell, Lu Yao'er slapped her hard, causing her eardrums to tremble and the corners of her mouth to bleed.

"This slap tells you, don't put people in your eyes in the future! My family saint is not something you can offend!"

Wang Anyi was dumbfounded, only to feel a surge of anger in her heart, and she couldn't wait to completely tear these people in front of her to pieces. But Mr. Shi died in the hands of the other party, and she could only clench her fists at the moment to hide the anger in her heart.

"Your ship, I requisitioned!"

Yang Mucheng walked towards the boat with his hands behind his back.

Before the guards on the ship could react, they were thrown directly off the ship one by one by the Dragon Hall Ancestors who rushed up. Some of the guards still dared to struggle, but the ancestors grabbed their necks and twisted them, directly put their heads on the back, and kicked them down again.

"Yang Mucheng, I won't spare you!"

Looking at the official ship that was taken away, Wang Anyi couldn't hold back any longer, and roared hoarsely.

Yang Mucheng, who was about to step on the deck, stopped abruptly.

He looked down, his eyes were like gods in the nine heavens, looking down on ants without the slightest emotion. He said lightly:

"Wang Anyi!"

"My patience is limited, and I didn't kill you today, but I only taught you a small lesson. If you really annoy me, I don't mind destroying the royal family of your Thousand Islands. ”

When Wang Anyi heard this, he only felt cold, and collapsed to the ground like mud, not daring to say a word.

"Sail!"

Yang Mucheng stood on the deck and said lightly.

Immediately.

This big ship of more than 500 meters sailed out of the port.

......

Not long after the official ship left, a white-bearded old man stepped on a reed and floated from the far end.

He is dressed in a robe, wearing a cloud view on his head, and he is ethereal, without any fireworks in the world, as if he is an ethereal immortal. His appearance is even more shocking. An ordinary warrior didn't dare to cross the water like this, but he was leisurely and complacent, as if he was stepping on the waves.

"Treading water, could it be him?"

When a warrior saw this figure, he was shocked.

"Apart from him, who else dares to be so comfortable in this Qiandao Lake where monsters swim in the water and there are many demons like dogs?"

"Here he is...... I'm afraid it's troublesome now. ”

Some warriors already had a premonition that something was wrong.

"Where's the official ship?

The old man looked up from afar and saw that the official ship at the port was no longer there, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"This?"

Entering the harbor with a hint of doubt, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the corpses floating on the water at the harbor. Especially when I saw Mr. Shi, who was punched through the chest and couldn't die anymore, the old man's three thousand white hair almost stood up, and he looked angry.

Rumble!

The lake, which had finally calmed down, rose wildly at this moment, and a terrible column of water rose up to the sky, almost surging into the sky. "Who killed him!"

When Wang Anyi saw the old man, he suddenly seemed to see a savior.

"Great Teacher!"

"You're a step late, Mr. Shi was killed!"

Wang An couldn't cry.

This old man is the great teacher of the Thousand Islands Dynasty - Lu Qianfeng!

"How dare you kill my brother-in-law!" Lu Qianfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom and viciousness. "No matter who he is, no matter where he flees, the old man will kill him!"

"However, the official ship has been taken away!" Wang Anyi hurriedly said.

"Hmph, they can't escape!"

Lu Qianfeng snorted coldly.

Half a day later.

More than 100 clippers departed from the port, and each of them was full of guards from the Kuril Dynasty.

Boat over the mountains and rivers, ride the wind and waves.

Nearly 10,000 horses rushed towards the location of the official ship.

(End of chapter)