"You're not afraid of death?"

Han Yewang asked this sentence, and the people around him only felt a little funny. Who is not afraid of death?

In front of this strong man on the yellow list, it was difficult for the others to even take a breath, and they couldn't help but tremble with their legs even standing in place, how could there be anyone who was not afraid of death?

But.

When everyone looked over, they saw that Yang Mucheng was still sitting there, with a posture of ignoring his external affairs, as if Han Yewang's threat and reprimand did not exist at all. His calm and comfortable posture made Xiyue's beautiful eyes in the distance shine more and more.

But others are afraid that they are not in this mood.

Han Yewang said in one sentence, the killing intent of the whole person had been raised to a terrifying extreme, and for a while, the people around him only felt as if they were being targeted by a beast, and the extreme death crisis was overwhelming, making them even have the illusion that their throats were choked and they couldn't breathe.

"Boy, I see how long you can hold out!"

Han Yewang was furious, and suddenly slashed down with a palm.

Thundered!

With his angry palm, the already shattered Xiaoyao Tower could no longer hold on, and with a squeak, it collapsed. The dust that erupted, in the rolling killing intent, under this vast internal force, transformed into a monstrous giant palm, and then crushed towards Yang Mucheng's location!

Everyone had already felt Han Yewang's full slap before. It was a strange monster like the golden retriever, which was also bombarded from the sky, not to mention just a thin Yang Mucheng. With this palm, I am afraid that Yang Mucheng will be slapped into meat sauce on the spot.

"The Great Elder is angry, I'm afraid that the Emperor Lao Tzu will not be able to save him when he comes!"

A disciple of the Blood Cloud Sect shook his head and sighed.

The people of Tiandao Mountain Villa lowered their eyes even more, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore. They have the heart to help, but they can't intervene.

Han Shao's followers flashed a trace of happiness in their eyes. Wasn't you arrogant before, you didn't take Han Shao and the Blood Cloud Sect in your eyes, but now it's time for you to use your blood to cleanse and repay it!

The warriors around were either excited, regretful, unbearable, or sighing.

Rumble!

Finally.

This palm slapped down, and the hundreds of meters high Xiaoyao Tower also completely burst open at this moment. In the rising dust, a rolling ripple like a tide was set off, which spread out rapidly. With Xiaoyao Tower as the center, the entire earth completely collapsed, and a huge depression appeared in the location of Xiaoyao Tower. This depression is a person's slap mark. The entire ground was blasted out with a terrifying huge palm print hundreds of meters long and several meters deep!

"Brother Yang......"

Seeing this scene, Liu Yi couldn't help but shout again and again.

The many disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect even showed smug expressions one by one.

But.

When they looked ahead, they were stunned.

Because, Han Yewang did not have the joy of slapping Yang Mucheng to death, but his face was pale.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, many of the disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect shouted loudly.

"Isn't that kid dead?"

"How is it possible? With the strength of the Great Elder, it is too easy to slap him to death!"

"That ......"

Dust rose everywhere, obscuring everyone's view.

Just when everyone's eyes widened and they looked inside, their faces changed suddenly. In the field where the dust gradually dissipated, the situation in the field slowly appeared. I saw Yang Mucheng standing there, Han Yewang's palm was frozen in mid-air, and he couldn't move anymore, but his wrist was firmly grasped by Yang Mucheng.

"How is this possible?"

The disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect around him took a step back and looked at Yang Mucheng with incredible eyes.

The surrounding warriors were also stunned.

Xiyue looked at Yang Mucheng, and the essence in her eyes flashed more and more vigorously.

"Let it go!"

Han Yewang shouted angrily.

He only felt that Yang Mucheng's right hand was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he struggled. On the contrary, the constant force exerted in it seemed that his wrists were about to break completely.

This kid actually grabbed his wrist with an understatement and defused his nirvana!

"You made a move, and now it's my turn!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes raised slightly, and his gaze fell on Han Yewang's body. At this moment, Han Yewang only felt an extreme chill surging madly.

After Yang Mucheng finished speaking, his left foot secretly exerted force, and the sole of his foot was already deeply rooted into the ground with a 'bang'. With his left foot as the fulcrum, he spun his whole body up, and his right leg seemed to sweep through a thousand armies. This kick was extremely fast, and it brought up an extreme wind pressure, which blew away all the dust on the ground around it in an instant.

"Drink!"

Han Yewang's pupils tightened, and at the last moment, he violently raised his arms, bringing up a piece of bright blood internal strength, wanting to stop Yang Mucheng.

But the speed of Yang Mucheng's kick was so fast that even the air was chopped by him, and it had completely exceeded Han Yewang's reaction boundary. I saw that this kick carried infinite strength, directly crossed Han Yewang's defense, and slammed into the opponent's face.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Han Yewang was hit hard, and his whole person suddenly lost his balance, and his body smashed heavily towards the ground, blasting the ground into a deep pit. Then, under a pair of incredulous eyes, the whole person swept out again, crashing through buildings and blasting out a series of holes.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone stood on the spot, at a loss.

......

Tiandao Villa Branch.

"Quick!"

Zhu Hao quickly swept towards the location of Xiaoyao Tower.

Wu Ying, who was behind her, kept shouting 'slow down'. But Zhu Hao's speed did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster. That young man was not an ordinary character, but an existence that the entire Heavenly Dao Villa had to treat seriously.

He is such a small branch, under the nose of the other party, like an ant.

But.

is such an existence, and he was actually pulled to Xiaoyao Building by the people of his branch. As an emperor, as an uncle of the thirty-six grandmasters, you take others to that kind of place. Isn't this the same as letting the emperor live in a beggar's house and let the phoenix fall into a chicken coop?

"Elder, it's not good...... Something is wrong!"

A cry rang out.

Zhu Hao fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhou Chao, and a hint of foreboding arose in his heart, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yang Shao killed Han Yewang's son, and now Han Yewang has come to the door. Zhou Chao shouted.

Smack!

Zhu Hao was like a mourner, and the Buddhist beads he was holding in his hand smashed directly to the ground, but he didn't notice it at all.

PS: Thanks to the 388 of the old dream of the empty city, thanks to the young fan,), the reward~

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