Originally, Su Mu's piece has attracted a lot of attention.

After all.

Sun Laosan, an idiot, actually wanted to pull Tianchen into the team, which had already secretly attracted the ridicule and attention of many people, and now Su Mu's terrifying sword qi erupted even more to attract the attention of all the martial artists outside the Tianheng Mountain Range.

"Huh?"

Tianchen, who was about to leave, frowned slightly and looked behind him.

"That's Old Demon Yang?"

Tianchen's gaze showed a hint of surprise when it fell on Yang Lao Mo. "So young...... It was really hard to imagine that he was able to grasp the first-class core and establish a first-class island when he first entered the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect. ”

"But ......"

After Tianchen saw through Yang Mucheng's cultivation, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with a hint of imperceptible contempt in his smile.

"Such a person, for me, has no deterrent effect!"

Of course.

Su Mu's earth-shattering sword aura not only attracted the disciples in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, but also the disciples in several other major sects.

"Look, that's the hundred karma of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Sect. ”

"He's here too?"

"That's right, the places where the thirty-six major sects have been trained are all in this Flying Heaven Domain, how can disciples from other sects not come here?"

"Baiye is the third place in the last Spirit Sword List, second only to Tianchen and Ling Xiao!"

"Then all industries are here, presumably Ling Xiao should also arrive, right?"

Just when everyone was talking, they saw that not far away, a young man in a golden robe fell from the sky. This young man is extremely handsome, with a chic and dusty posture, even a few points more beautiful than a woman. And he is the first place on the last Spirit Sword List: Ling Xiao!

"Ling Xiao!"

Tianchen saw this young man, and a trace of battle intent flashed in his eyes.

Rise!

Almost instantly, a little on his toes landed in front of Ling Xiao.

"Thirty-six years are fleeting, this time in the spirit sword list, I will be ashamed and regain the first place that belongs to me!" Tianchen said with full of fighting intent.

"yes, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Ling Xiao replied casually, but his eyes involuntarily fell on Yang Mucheng in the field. When he found that Yang Mucheng had the waist card of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect hanging around his waist, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Tianchen, that kid is a member of your Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect?"

"Yes!"

Tianchen also glanced at Yang Mucheng, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully:

"His name is Yang Mucheng, and his nickname is Yang Lao Mo. Being able to reach the late stage of Jindan at the age of seventeen is indeed a genius. But compared to you and me, it's still far behind. Maybe thirty-six years later, without my suppression, he can make a name for himself on the Spirit Sword List!"

Old Devil Yang?

Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of curiosity, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "I don't think so, this Yang Old Demon may be a dark horse on the Spirit Sword List this time!"

"Him?"

Tianchen looked surprised.

Notice.

Ling Xiao has always been high up and dismissive of anyone. Even Tianchen, who has been an old enemy with Ling Xiao for many years, can feel Ling Xiao's feeling of never putting himself in his eyes. Now, it is really rare that such a kid in the late stage of Jindan has received such a high evaluation from Ling Xiao!

"Hehe, this kind of kid, I can easily crush him to death with one finger!" Tianchen felt a trace of unhappiness rise in his heart, and he said lightly: "He and Su Mu have to survive this battle first! Su Mu is not such a good character!"

Ling Xiao smiled, noncommittal, looked towards the middle of the field, and signaled to Tianchen that the battle between Yang Mucheng and Su Mu was about to begin.

At this time.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect also recovered from the posture of this strong man, and they all looked towards the field.

"Is that the old demon Yang who has captured the first-class core? His cultivation doesn't seem to be too high! Only the late stage of Jindan ......" a martial artist said in a deep voice. "However, Su Mu, who he faced this time, has the perfect cultivation of Jindan, and this time he will be in trouble. ”

"Yes, Su Mu will take revenge, once he thinks about someone, he will definitely not be willing to take revenge. Moreover, he has always spoken and counted, this time he is going to cut off Yang Lao Mo's arm, I am afraid that Yang Lao Mo will not be able to retreat with his whole body!"

"It's a pity that Old Demon Yang has such a good talent, if he loses an arm, even if he recovers in the future, I'm afraid his strength will be greatly reduced!"

"Isn't it forbidden for disciples to fight privately between sects? Could it be that if they do this, they are not afraid of being punished by the sect?"

Someone asked.

There was silence all around.

Everyone can see that Su Mu is murderous, and if he does not retaliate against Yang Mucheng, he will definitely not give up. Those with high strength, such as Ling Xiao, Tianchen, and Baiye, disdain to care about their low-level battles, and just watch them as lively.

And those with low strength don't have the courage to care.

After all.

Su Mu is extremely vindictive, whoever dares to go up to stop him will definitely kill him first, and then kill Yang Mucheng.

"Oh?"

Su Mu raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. The sword in his hand pointed at Yang Mucheng from afar, with a hint of banter on his face. "It seems that instead of being killed by that senior in the Evil Ghost Mountain, you have also been blessed by misfortune and reached the late stage of Jindan!"

Ghost Mountain?

The golden retriever who was hiding in Yang Mucheng's tailtail bracelet couldn't help but laugh secretly. It didn't expect that the illusion it had conjured up would make Su Mu so frightened that he couldn't forget it until now.

Yang Mucheng looked at Su Mu quietly, and it was difficult to hide contempt in his eyes:

"When I was in the middle of the Golden Pill, you couldn't help me. Now that I have reached the late stage of Jindan, do you still have the courage to argue with me?"

"Old Demon Yang, you really can't clean you up?" Su Mu's face suddenly became gloomy. "Do you think I'm going to be so lucky now, I won't spare you?"

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, Su Mu's face suddenly became gloomy.

The violent battle intent was recklessly poured into the sword qi, causing the surrounding space to emit a thunderous and muffled sound.

"Tut-tut......"

Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly.

At the beginning of the Evil Ghost Mountain, if there was no golden retriever rat to make trouble, maybe he would have lost in the hands of Su Mu. But now, he has reached the late stage of Jindan, and this Su Mu is not enough in his eyes. Slowly raising his head, Yang Mucheng looked at Su Mu and said:

"Won't bypass me?"

"Good!"

"Then this time, we have to see who won't spare whom!"

Rumble!

Yang Mucheng clenched his fists, and the cultivation of Jindan's later stage burst out, and at the same moment, the hidden killing intent also poured out without reservation at this moment!

(End of chapter)