Cheng Huajian knew that Yang Mucheng was very strong.

After all.

Even he didn't have the confidence to escape for seven days and seven nights in the hands of the Great War Moro, and he could even survive. But he didn't know that Yang Mucheng was actually so powerful, although his sword had already blasted out with all his strength, but Yang Mucheng's finger was too fast and too powerful. Just heard the sound of the 'bell', and it slammed into his eight-sided Han sword!

is also a half-step Shinto, Yang Mucheng's current strength, even the middle stage of Shinto can be easily killed, how can he not help this as the first in the former Xuan List?

"Bell!"

There was a crisp crashing sound, and it suddenly rang out.

Then, there is seeing.

Under this terrifying fingerprint, the eight-sided Han sword in Cheng Huajian's hand was actually bent to the extreme. After withstanding the extreme, it was smashed on the spot and turned into countless fragments. And the hurricane brought by the fingerprint was slightly sluggish, and it blasted towards Cheng Huajian fiercely with a more terrifying posture than before.

Rise!

Cheng Huajian's body turned, and at this extreme moment, his body twisted strangely, and he avoided this finger with an extreme attitude.

"Boom!"

The finger blasted out against his body, blasting a hole in the wall of the liquor store, and in the dust, it continued into the void.

There was silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

No one thought that the power of Yang Mucheng's random finger would be so huge. What if he did do it?

"It's so strong!"

A heart in Cheng Huajian's belly had sunk to the bottom in an instant.

"With such a little ability, you dare to come to me to spread wild?" Yang Mucheng drank all the wine in the cup, looking at Cheng Huajian who had dodged his finger, his eyes were indifferent. "I'm not going to trouble you, you should ask for more blessings...... However, you can be proud of being able to dodge my blow!"

As soon as Yang Mucheng's words fell, he slowly stood up.

Just such a simple action, Yang Mucheng's demeanor changed in an instant, and the whole person was like a divine weapon out of the sheath, with a sharp edge that people didn't dare to look at directly.

"Kick!" "Kick!" "Kick!"

And this moment.

Cheng Huajian was even more under this edge, retreating a few steps, his face full of complexity.

"Teng!"

His eyes moved slightly, Cheng Huajian toed a little, and the whole person was already rushing towards the outside of the wine shop.

"Old Devil Yang, the mountains don't turn around, let's wait and see. Just because I'm not as good as you today doesn't mean I'll be as good as you all my life. Today I have been defeated in your hands, and tomorrow I will find a place in your hands. ”

When flying, Cheng Huajian's voice resounded in the wine shop.

Ever since he found out that he couldn't even resist Yang Mucheng's move, he knew the gap between the two sides. Even if you continue to stay here, you're just looking for death.

"Coming to Japan?" Hearing Cheng Huajian's words, Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes. "Do you think you're going to survive today? Today, you're going to have to die here!"

looked at Cheng Huajian, who was fleeing quickly.

Yang Mucheng pointed with his right hand, and suddenly a strong wind swept through the wine shop, and at the same time, a strange force quickly swept across the field. The fragments of those eight-sided Han swords, at this moment, were mobilized by this strange force, and they actually flew up quickly. Under the influx of this force, each fragment erupted into a sharp sword roar.

Then, Yang Mucheng pointed to his right hand!

Call!

In the next moment, countless fragments had already burst out, turning into a brilliant rain curtain. Everyone only felt that the light flashed in front of them, and this rain curtain composed of broken sword fragments had already enveloped Cheng Huajian's body.

"No!"

At the last moment, Cheng Huajian let out a scream, raised his hands in front of him, and at the same time used all his internal strength to resist Yang Mucheng's blow.

However.

The shield composed of his huge internal strength, under the attack of the broken sword fragments, was as fragile as white paper, and it was easily pierced on the spot. Then, this fragment of the broken sword swept out unabated, penetrating Cheng Huajian's body on the spot.

This former number one powerhouse in the Xuan List only resisted one move under Yang Mucheng's hands. Yang Mucheng's second move killed him.

"Killing Cheng Huajian so easily, doesn't that mean that Old Demon Yang now deserves the title of the first place on the Xuan List?"

When everyone saw the body in mid-air, directly torn apart by the broken sword fragments, the first thought that floated through their minds was this.

Some martial artists whose strength did not reach the divine thought trembled even more and hurriedly retreated.

They are not famous beings on the Xuan List, nor do they have Shinto cultivation. Even Cheng Huajian was killed, doesn't this mean that even if the martial artist under the Divine Dao goes up, it is not enough for the other party to stuff his teeth.

All the evil martial artists looked shocked.

Of course, the most shocking one was Qin Yuan. He was originally waiting for the two sides to fight, so that he could sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, so he could pick up the bargain at will. But who would have thought that Cheng Huajian was easily killed, and even Yang Mucheng's true strength was not forced out.

Yang Mucheng looked around lightly: "Who else wants to give it a try?"

No one spoke to the warriors around.

Even if they are not convinced, no one dares to shout in front of this strong man who is the number one on the Xuan List. Moreover, the other party is only a half-step divine path, if the other party breaks through this shackle, I am afraid that he can immediately be promoted to the top of the 'earth list'.

"Since there's no one, forget it. Yang Mucheng shook his head and looked at Qin Yuandao:

"Untie the formation, don't force me to kill. If you annoy me, I'll make your town bleed. Don't think that your 'Coiling Dragon Crouching Tiger Formation' can argue with me, if I want to kill you, it will only take a lot of effort at most. This formation can't stop me!"

When Qin Yuan heard these confident words, his eyes were full of anger.

If he dares to set up a formation in the town and wait for Yang Mucheng, he can know how arrogant and confident he is. But now Yang Mucheng said that if he wanted to crack this formation, at most it would take a lot of effort, and he didn't take him into account at all.

However.

Qin Yuan didn't know that Yang Mucheng dared to appear in this town openly, so naturally he didn't take the people here seriously.

In Yang Mucheng's opinion, these people are nothing more than some ants. Although he killed Cheng Huajian, he only collected the other party's soul, but the other party's qi and blood pressure were not collected, and he couldn't look down on such a little qi and blood now. And the reason why Yang Mucheng appeared here was just to find out the news of the evil way.

"Old Demon Yang, you are too arrogant!"

Qin Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

"Do you want to die?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Qin Yuan with an awe-inspiring look in his eyes.