Juggernaut?

Tens of thousands of people in the Imperial City Square were dead silent at this moment.

Sword Saint Xiang Shaolong is a legendary existence in the Xia Kingdom. At this time, a swordsman who devoted his life's work to martial arts and dedicated martial arts. It is rumored that he is more than 200 years old this year, but today he only looks like a middle-aged man, and he does not look old at all.

"He's the Juggernaut?"

Xia Jun's face was full of doubts, when he ascended the throne as emperor at the age of thirty-six, Xiang Shaolong personally congratulated him. But that wasn't the case at all......

"Your Majesty, the martial arts have already transcended mortals when they reach the Horizontal Refining Realm, and recuperating in the face is only the most basic means. Father-in-law Wei looked at the Sword Saint from afar, his face full of longing.

The path of martial arts is like ascending to the sky, and every step is extremely difficult.

The greatest ideal of those who pursue martial arts is to have absolute cultivation and the strength to change their lives against the sky.

"Juggernaut?"

Li He asked in a lost voice.

"It's ......" Xiao Qianjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of awe-inspiring in his eyes. "I played him decades ago, and it was a no-brainer. I thought that I had been cultivating for decades, and I would definitely be able to be ashamed when I met him again, but I didn't expect him to use his real strength!"

"Did he also come to find Yang Mucheng?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianjue's eyes closed and looked towards the ring.

Xiang Shaolong carried his hands on his back, and the mountain carving with countless cannibals stood beside him as obediently as a sheep.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who came out of a teenager! If it wasn't for Nie Yun to say it, I couldn't believe that there was such a young and strong person in the world. This time I went out for you, and you really didn't disappoint me. ”

On a high platform.

Yang Mucheng, who was on an equal footing with Xia Jun, slowly stood up and raised his eyebrows. "You're coming for me?"

"Exactly!"

Xiang Shaolong nodded, a hint of loneliness appeared on his face.

"In order to achieve the realm of you and me, I already know the truth that the high place is unbearable. I have been in the Xia Kingdom for more than two hundred years, and I have never met anyone who can defeat me. Decades ago, Xiao Qianjue of Goryeo Kingdom once climbed the Sword Mountain to challenge me, and I defeated him with only 30% of my strength. ”

"I don't know how much strength you can make me use?"

When Yang Mucheng heard this, he looked at Xia Jun.

Xia Jun was naturally full of embarrassment, how could he mobilize the existence of the Sword Saint. If he can control several horizontal refining powerhouses in his hands, what are you afraid of Ertai doing?

"Do you dare to make a move?"

Xiang Shaolong looked at Yang Mucheng lightly.

"Do you dare to make a move?" Yang Mucheng seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "Since you want to make a move, you will not only decide the winner, but also determine life and death. I've already killed a few of the strong people in Henglian, and I don't care if there is one more of you. ”

Arrogant!

Yang Mucheng's words were like a boulder smashed into the water, stirring up thousands of waves.

The name of the Sword Saint is a human myth that the people of Xia have heard since childhood, and in their hearts, the position of the Sword Saint is even a few points higher than that of Xia Jun, the emperor.

Xiao Qianjue shook his head secretly, "Yang Mucheng has had a smooth ride since his debut. He didn't know that even in the same realm, there was a big gap, and the Sword Saint was not an ordinary horizontal refining powerhouse!"

Xiang Shaolong laughed even more loudly when he heard this, and the appreciation in his eyes became more and more intense.

He nodded heavily and looked at Yang Mucheng's gaze like a treasure.

"Very well, you have won my heart. There have been many strong people who have said this in front of me, but it's a pity that after they have seen my real methods, they are all unfrightened and bow. I hope you won't be like this......" He paused, patted the mountain carving beside him, and looked at Yang Mucheng.

"I hope you can defeat it, otherwise you won't even be qualified to let me shoot!"

Recite~

As soon as the words fell, the mountain eagle spread its wings in the air.

Tear pull~

In the void, there was a howling wind.

The mountain eagle with its wings spread out for more than 20 meters, like an overwhelming dark cloud, has swept over the void of more than ten zhang in an instant, tearing the air, and flying Yang Mucheng with incomparably fierce momentum.

It poked out its claws, the tips of which shimmered with a chilling glow. Before the mountain eagle flew in front of Yang Mucheng, the surging aura was already shrouded in an instant. If ordinary people are here, they are afraid that they will be crushed by the momentum of this mountain carving.

"Horizontal Refining Realm Demon Beast!"

Xiao Qianjue's pupils narrowed, and there was a trace of trembling hidden in the depths of his eyes. "The strength of this demon beast is a few points stronger than mine, how did the Sword Master subdue this thing, can Yang Mucheng deal with it again?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianjue shook his head secretly.

"The physique and strength of demon beasts are far stronger than those of martial artists, and demon beasts of the same level are almost crushing the existence of martial artists. In the face of this demon beast, I'm afraid Yang Mucheng will be difficult to parry!"

"Sword Master, if you want to come, what is the point of sending an animal to fight me?"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

He grabbed forward with one hand and unleashed the Thirty-Six-Style Sky Splitting Attack. When he used this move before, he only had the cultivation of the Tongmai Grandmaster, but now that he had reached the early stage of the horizontal refinement, the power of the Sky Splitting Strike was even greater than before. If Tuoba is still here, he is afraid that he will be cut to pieces by this sword.

Bang!

A sword slashed down and slashed heavily on the body of a mountain carving.

In the ring, it was as if a shocking thunderbolt had fallen, and the shocking waves rushed in all directions, throwing all the surrounding crowds away for dozens of meters, and the ground was swept away by this hurricane.

Listening to the sound of 'poof', the mountain carving that the Sword Saint rode on, under the shocked gaze of countless people, was actually smashed by Yang Mucheng with a sword!

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Shaolong's face changed slightly.

This mountain eagle has been with him for decades, and he knows how strong it is.

Yang Mucheng had just stepped into the early stage of horizontal refining, and his internal strength and physique were naturally no match for this demon beast born of heaven and earth. But the other party struck casually and killed the mountain carving, which was beyond his imagination.

"The mountain eagle has been killed!"

"This is a high-grade demon beast that refines its strength!"

"When did such a terrible demon emperor come out of the Great Qianguo? He is only fifteen years old!"

The crowd was agitated.

The martial arts conference originally set up for the heroes was completely robbed of its shine by Yang Mucheng alone.

A trace of horror flashed in Xiao Qianjue's eyes, if the target of Yang Mucheng's previous blow was not a mountain carving, but himself, he would definitely not have any chance of surviving.

"Ceres, what terrible character did you provoke?"

Xiao Qianjue clenched his fists, and Yang Mucheng destroyed his belief in avenging the god of grains with just one blow. Yang Mucheng is too strong...... "However, although Yang Mucheng killed a mountain carving, it proves that he has passed the assessment of the Sword Saint, now the Sword Saint should take action in person, right?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Qianjue looked towards the ring again.

(End of chapter)