"You're alone?"

Tu Muzhi's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He glanced at the expressions of everyone in the ruined temple, and found that these people did not intend to come forward to help, so he couldn't help but frown slightly. He originally thought that after these people saw their strength, they should rush to the top.

But he never thought that Yang Mucheng planned to fight alone.

Shaking his head, Tu Muzhi smiled:

"That's it!"

"Old Demon Yang, I heard that you are Hao Tianzhou, an immortal talent for thousands of years, who rose from the mortal realm with a slight momentum, and was able to enter the martial arts realm and become the emperor of a country. This kind of genius is not often seen in our Dragon Palace!"

Speaking of this, his eyes were cold, and he sneered: "It's a pity, the dead are no longer geniuses, since you are willing to come up and die, then I will take your head first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already fanning the cold feather fan.

Call!

This moment.

The temperature in the entire ruined temple suddenly dropped to freezing. A wind carrying an infinite chill was already sweeping towards Yang Mucheng like a cheetah. Everywhere they passed, the ground was frosty, and the rock walls froze. Even the bone-eating flying ants outside the ruined temple were frozen into fist-sized blocks of ice in an instant under this low temperature, crackling and falling like hailstones.

"Emperor Yang, be careful!"

Lu Qianfeng, who felt the chill, shouted in a lost voice.

He, like Tu Muzhi, has an icy fighting intent. But because of this, he understood the terrifying strength of Tu Muzhi. This gust of cold wind, biting cold, is enough to swell up the soul, and even the internal strength can freeze. Even if you touch even a little bit, you will be covered by this cold ice like maggots on tarsal bones.

"This cold wind is several times more terrible than before!"

"Can Emperor Yang resist it?"

Feeling the power of this pressing cold wind, everyone resisted with difficulty, but at the moment they were still looking ahead with worry. But where the cold wind passed, the frost spread like lightning, and almost instantaneously surged to Yang Mucheng's feet.

"Humph!"

Yang Mucheng's face was indifferent and full of chills.

At the moment when the frost was about to cover his body, Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, and his right hand waved suddenly. At this moment, the wind was raging in the temple. But unlike Tu Muzhi's cold wind that was enough to freeze everything, everyone only felt like they had come to the warm spring of March, and even had a warm feeling!

But unlike everyone's comfort, Tu Muzhi is heartbroken.

"What?"

He only saw that Yang Mucheng's sudden swing was even more terrifying than his cold feather fan, and it was actually a river that was like a reversal that bombarded by the cold wind, shaking the surging waves and flipping and pounced.

At this moment, Tu Muzhi no longer had the same ease as before, his eyes widened angrily, and he waved the cold feather fan in his hand again and again. Dozens of wind blades swooped away in a row, and only then did the chill of reversal be interrupted.

But even so.

The corner of his clothes was also rubbed against one side, and suddenly the corners of his clothes were frozen into hard ice.

"Maybe you can win!"

When everyone saw this scene, they faintly looked forward to it.

But.

Lu Qianfeng was still worried, only if he had really fought with Tu Muzhi in person, he would know that he was terrible.

"This Tu Muzhi is not easy to deal with!" Lu Qianfeng said slowly.

"Isn't the Holy Lord his opponent?" Lu Yao'er was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

"It's hard to say!" Lu Qianfeng pondered for a moment and said, "He defeated me in three moves before, and he didn't use any cultivation at all, just relying on the cold feather fan to do it easily. Presumably, his hidden strength will be even more terrifying!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and hurriedly looked ahead.

But see.

Tu Muzhi's face was already gloomy at this moment, he glanced at the frozen corners of his clothes, and slowly raised his head.

"Old Demon Yang, I didn't expect you to have some ability, no wonder you dare to come to fight alone. As an emperor, shouldn't you let your subordinates come to such a thing as killing people?"

"Tu Muzhi, at the cost of 3,000 elite soldiers, you killed 50,000 soldiers of the Thousand Island Dynasty. I will take this revenge back with my own hands. Don't say I'm going to kill you, I can't wait to cramp and skin you, crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes. "If that's all your strength is, then it's time for you to die!"

"Look for death!"

Tu Muzhi's eyes were cold, he suddenly clenched the cold feather fan, and waved it from top to bottom.

At this moment, only a piercing sword sound sounded, and the aura between heaven and earth quickly converged, forming a wind sword, which slashed towards Yang Mucheng's location in the air. The power of this sword, before it was fully revealed, was to cut the entire ancient temple in half, and the ground was even more with a long ravine!

Even.

Wherever the sword passed, the entire void was shattered, leaving a black trail where the wind sword passed.

"This sword, I'm afraid it can slash the Xuanhai Consummation powerhouse!"

Feeling the power of this sword, everyone's faces changed drastically.

However, when they looked at Yang Mucheng, they couldn't help but feel at ease. Yang Mucheng stood still in place, without the slightest panic, shock, fear, or trembling on his face...... In addition to indifference, in a pair of pupils, there is a killing intent that even the sea can't wash away!

"Give it to me!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes widened angrily.

Roar!

A terrifying dragon roar suddenly resounded. The five-clawed golden dragon descended like lightning, and the huge dragon claw was already grasping the wind sword that was slashed down in the air.

Then, the dragon's claws snapped back.

This wind sword, which condensed infinite internal strength and was lifted by the cold feather fan, was completely crushed by the dragon's claws like glass.

Finally.

Tu Muzhi's face changed greatly, and he became extremely solemn.

"I don't believe it!"

He roared, and the cold feather fan shook violently. The void exploded violently, and countless wind blades formed a chaotic turbulence, bringing pieces of air-cutting horses in mid-air, rushing through a distance of hundreds of meters, and shooting towards Yang Mucheng.

In the eyes of outsiders, the thousands of wind blades that Tu Muzhi was controlling condensed into a long flying sword in the end, which was hundreds of meters long and almost spanned the temple. On the ground of the entire temple, all the buildings were cut open by this fierce flying sword, revealing an unfathomable ravine!

The power of this sword was several times that of his previous attacks.

"Emperor Yang, be careful!"

The crowd exclaimed.

But they couldn't move at all under the power of this sword, just the wind under the power of the sword suppressed the bones of their whole bodies with a crackling sound, and even their feet were smashed into the ground.

"Tu Muzhi, it's over!"

Facing this flying sword, Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly. A third of his breath later, his eyes widened in anger, and a golden glow that almost condensed into substance erupted. The long hair behind him fluttered, and the roots were raised, as if gods and demons were in the world. Just as the flying sword arrived, Yang Mucheng's right hand suddenly swung downward.

At the same time, the five-clawed golden dragon behind him also waved its dragon claws, as if it were overwhelming.

"Click!"

There was a crackling sound, and the flying sword was shattered by a claw.

This claw did not restrain in the slightest, and smashed directly on Tu Muzhi's body.

"What?"

The moment the dragon claw fell, Yang Mucheng's expression was moved......

PS1: Thank you for the heartless and ruthless 599, thank you for the heartless and ruthless, I ruined everything, you have a hateful reward left.

PS2: The chapters I owe will definitely be repaid, so let me rest for a few days.

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