The conversation between the two resounded in the sky, resounding in the sky above Qicheng. Although the sound was not loud, it fell in everyone's ears like a roaring thunder, making a pair of shocked eyes involuntarily cast towards the two of them. Looking at the skeleton-like old man, and then at the young man who was proudly holding his hands, everyone's face was full of uncontrollable fear!

It wasn't until a moment later that the shocking, incredible, and unbelievable voices of discussion suddenly resounded.

"What? is he the legendary Old Demon Yang?"

"Why are you so young?"

"He actually dared to wait in Qicheng to fight against Moro...... This is simply bold! You know, the cultivation of the Great War Demon Luo has reached the peak of the Shinto, and he is only in the early stage of the Shinto! The subject wants to kill him, but it is only easy!"

When everyone learned the identities of these two people, everyone was completely shocked.

But.

These people are not optimistic about Yang Mucheng.

After all, some time ago, Yang Mucheng was chased and killed by the Great War Demon Luo like an embarrassed lost dog. It's only been half a month, even if Yang Mucheng destroys the entire Moluo Tianxiang Temple, in the hearts of everyone, Yang Mucheng is still not the opponent of the big battle against Moluo!

"Old Demon Yang, die!"

In the midst of the bursts of discussion, the Great War Demon Luo could no longer suppress his anger and made a bold move.

As soon as he made a move, it was a nirvana, and he didn't have the slightest intention of keeping his hand. The whole person stepped out in one step, as if shrinking into inches, and as if moving instantly, he appeared directly in front of Yang Mucheng, and his right fist was directly punched!

Thundered!

In an instant, a hurricane flew up in an instant, and together with the punch of the Great Battle Moluo, it formed a hundred-meter-high wind wave, which directly hit Yang Mucheng. This terrible wind and waves were like a hurricane that could destroy the heavens and the earth, and everywhere it passed, whether it was flowers and trees, or palaces and pavilions, they were all crushed and razed to the ground at this moment. Even if it is a mountain peak here, I am afraid that it will be completely shattered.

"Hmph, this strength is no longer enough to deal with me!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

He slashed off his head with his right hand, only to see a golden sword slash down in the air. Due to the enhancement of his divine thoughts, the power of Yang Mucheng's casual blow also became extremely huge. The wind and waves that were enough to destroy the world were actually cut in half by him in the air. The broken hurricane spread from both sides of Yang Mucheng's body like a tide, like a wave crashing on the ground.

"Bell!"

This sword slashed at the fist of the Great Battle Moluo, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling spark of gold and stone collision. However, Jian Mang failed to smash the thin fist, but was shattered by the opponent's punch.

The bursting sword turned into an infinite aura and escaped, like a blooming firework, and the warriors of Qicheng let out a burst of exclamations, but before they could appreciate this complete vision, the iron fist of the Great Battle Demon Luo blasted open this piece of aura and came to Yang Mucheng!

"Old Devil Yang, my really powerful kung fu is not chasing and killing. If you keep running away, maybe I can't do anything about you, but you shouldn't be arrogant enough to fight me. I am the pinnacle of Shinto after all, and there is a world of difference between me and you. The Great War Moro laughed.

"Since I dare to stay in Qicheng, I am naturally sure to kill you. You chased and killed me for seven days and seven days, and I will never forget this revenge. If you wear out your mouth today, you will die at my hands. Yang Mucheng snorted coldly.

"When you die, you dare to be hard-mouthed, take my punch!"

The Great War Demon Luo let out a low cry and blasted towards Yang Mucheng's fist.

Rumble!

His punch was already extremely fast, and with each word he spoke, the speed doubled. In the end, it has increased to the limit, and even everyone can no longer see the fist of the Great War Mora.

Yang Mucheng's pupils narrowed, his body turned, and he suddenly disappeared in place. The punch of the Great War Moluo only hit the body of an afterimage left by Yang Mucheng, but the strength of the fist poured out frantically, slamming into the ground, and suddenly a full third of the city was razed to the ground under this punch.

"It's this trick again, Old Demon Yang! Didn't you say you wanted to kill me, fight like a man, don't hide!"

A punch smashed into the air, and the Great War Demon Luo snorted coldly, and his divine thoughts were quickly released, and he didn't notice Yang Mucheng's position, and immediately shouted angrily.

"I'd like to see how you can resist this!"

After speaking.

The Great War Demon Luo let out a roar violently, and his hands were closed, and he hugged him tightly. At the same time, a terrifying force quickly gathered in his body, and at this moment, Yang Mucheng only felt that the whole person of the Great War Demon Luo seemed to have changed into a volcano that seemed to erupt at any time. This terrifying power made the entire Qi City tremble, causing Yang Mucheng's gaze to look at the Great Battle Demon Luo to become distorted and blurred at this moment.

"Look at my Annihilation Pattern!"

A hint of decisiveness flashed in the eyes of the Great War Demon Luo, and his hands blasted towards the surroundings.

Suddenly, the terrifying power that had accumulated in his body poured out wildly. Everyone only felt that a piece of blood was shining, and that terrible bloody aura swept in all directions, and even the ruins were flattened everywhere they passed. Thousands of zhang in a radius were blasted into powder at this moment, and there were radioactive traces around his body.

If someone looks down from above, they will inevitably find that the move of the Great War Moluo has already leveled the entire Qi City, and the position in the center of the city has turned into a bare plain!

"What an Annihilation Pattern!"

However, although this move is ferocious, it can't hit people. You know I'm fast, I can easily dodge it!"

"What if you're the pinnacle of Shinto, you're just a beaten punching bag in front of me. I said I could kill you, I could kill you!"

Yang Mucheng looked at the scene of the surrounding razed to the ground, and a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. After all, the other party is a peak powerhouse of Shinto, and it is normal to have such strength.

As soon as he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

Whoa!

A pennant quickly roared out and quickly landed around the body of the Great Battle Mora.

"Fall!"

Yang Mucheng clasped his hands together and pinched out a seal. At this moment, the entire sky seemed to have been poked into a hole, and the spiritual energy rolling between heaven and earth quickly converged and gathered towards the center of the Ling Banner. The aura that poured from the poured water quickly condensed, forming a black and oppressive peak, which was thousands of zhang long.

Then, after the formation of this mountain, it smashed down with a posture of destruction of everything.

In an instant, the Great War Demon Luo fell into the danger of being killed by Yang Mucheng on the spot!