It was a warhawk.

It's not big, only three meters when it spreads its wings, and compared with some demon kings who are more than 100 meters long, or even hundreds of meters big, it's just a small thing. But the strength of this war eagle cannot be underestimated. With a gust of wind that made people's scalps cold, it had already rushed in front of Yang Mucheng in an instant.

Yang Mucheng dodged sideways.

With a slight difference, he passed by the war eagle. Everyone just saw that the war eagle didn't catch Yang Mucheng's claws and grabbed the ground with a 'click'. The ground where there were many kinds of confinements, and even the ground where Xuan-rank weapons could not leave traces, was actually grabbed out of two deep pits by this claw, as easily as tofu!

And that warhawk.

It hovered in mid-air and flew back towards the tomb.

"It's worthy of Uncle Shi, if you are killed so simply, we won't have fun!"

With the cold words sounded.

But I saw that seven or eight people slowly walked out of the tomb. The war eagle that attacked Yang Mucheng earlier was honestly landing on the shoulders of a man at the head at this moment, and a pair of eagle eyes were looking at Yang Mucheng with fierce eyes.

"Who are you?"

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly.

These people, who are not good, seem to have come directly to him, the 'master and uncle ancestor' of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

Call~

The man at the head took off his mask.

Hiss!

At this moment, everyone only felt that their scalps were numb. Even Yang Mucheng frowned secretly. However, I saw that the man's face was covered with scars, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all, and it seemed that he was disfigured by himself without being recognized by others.

"We are the people of the Bloody Night Gate. The eagle-wielding man smiled faintly and said, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, it feels very cool to drive away the Emperor Liberation Annihilation Sect with the Ten Thousand Killing Order." Do you know that the prestige of this Ten Thousand Killings Order is based on the lives of thousands of disciples of our Blood Night Sect!"

"Isn't the Bloody Night Gate all gone?" Wang Renjie shouted.

The eagle-wielding man snorted coldly, "When the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect slaughtered the sect that day, we people happened to be on a mission outside. So after escaping this catastrophe, I know that the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect has always been immobile, and if it moves, it will slaughter people. Did you see our faces, and on the day the bloody night gate was destroyed, we were disfigured. That's it, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect and the people from the law enforcement team are chasing after us......"

"The Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect is powerful, we can't afford to mess with it. Ordinary junior disciples, even if they are killed, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect will not be in pain. If I kill you, my uncle and ancestor, I believe that the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect will definitely be furious!"

It's actually the Bloody Night Gate?

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that there were still remnants left. However, Jin Lieyang's style of doing things is very appetizing to Yang Mucheng. I'm not going to mess with you, you can be more interesting. If you touch me, then I will cut you down and destroy you!

It's a pity.

Although Jin Lieyang has the intention to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, the Blood Night Gate is a second-tier sect after all, even if the people from the Law Enforcement Hall are sent to chase and kill, there are still people who survive.

Thinking of this, Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, looked at a few people, and said:

"The remnants of the Bloody Night Gate!"

"The slaughter of your sect was completely your own doing. You killed our disciples in front of our sect elders...... Do you really think that the Wandao Sword Sect is a soft persimmon, you can pinch it as much as you want? If it were you, you would honestly be a turtle with a shrunken head, and you would never see the light of day. Now you dare to show your face, this is waiting for me to catch you all!"

Rumble!

Yang Mucheng's words made these seven or eight people suddenly furious.

One of the tall and thin men roared angrily:

"Senior brother, you and this kid, what nonsense, let's arrest him, take off his head as a urinal, and then hang his corpse on the city of chaos for everyone to see, and destroy the price of our Bloody Night Gate!"

Wang Renjie's eyes narrowed, and he shouted angrily: "The remnants of the Blood Night Gate, this is the territory of our Yin Ghost Sect, if you want to be unfavorable to your predecessors, you still need to ask our Yin Ghost Sect!"

"Where is your right to interject here?"

The eagle-wielding man snorted coldly and immediately sent it with a palm. This palm brought a sharp roar, as if the blood mist was churning in midair, turning into a bloody palm, pulling out a long trail on the ground, and rushed to Wang Renjie's body in an instant.

Wang Renjie, who was able to be elected as the sect master of the Yin Ghost Sect at the critical moment, was naturally not weak. Seeing the eagle-wielding man move, he clenched his fists and changed his previous state of Dao Bone Immortal Wind. The whole body was black and steaming, and the white air was raised, as if an evil spirit had descended.

"Zha!"

As soon as Wang Renjie stepped on the soles of his feet, dozens of black mist churned under his feet, and when he looked at it, this black mist was actually a soul, wailing and screaming, and it quickly circled in front of him, transforming into a ghostly yin soul shield, and then he ate the other party's palm raw.

Just heard the sound of 'boom', and the ghostly Yin Soul Shield was directly penetrated. Dozens of yin spirits let out a miserable scream, turned into a black light, and dissipated abruptly. And the bloody palm was unabated, slamming heavily on Wang Renjie's chest.

"Bang!"

Wang Renjie screamed, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist, and his body was blasted out like an arrow from the string, and his body slammed into the wall, and the wall that set the prohibition was knocked out by him.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master ......"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Yin Ghost Sect exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.

The eagle-wielding man led by this is actually a real Yuanying powerhouse!

And the six or seven people who followed him were also half-step infants.

But listen.

The eagle-wielding man sneered and said:

"Yin Soul Shield, hehe, if it's a hundred-year-old ghost, an evil ghost, maybe it can still block my blow. Your Yin Ghost Sect has now fallen to this point, and it can't even compare to a small sect of the ninth line, and it dares to be arrogant in front of us. ”

"Don't worry, after you catch this kid, it's your turn next!"

"Ruan Xiaoqi do it!"

The eagle-wielding man shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the tall and thin man who had shouted earlier stepped forward and grabbed it with his right hand. When he struck, it was as fast as lightning, and it sent a whistling. When the palm of the hand was in the air, it suddenly changed, like a snake predatoring, which was weird. When he arrived in front of Yang Mucheng, he suddenly became calm again, like a tiger clapping his hands.

This is the 'grappler' of the Bloody Night Gate, Ruan Xiaoqi almost brought the swiftness, cunning, and fierceness of the 'grappler' to the extreme. And his five fingers are slightly open, which contains dark energy. Once you catch the other party, the secret shock is poured into your body, and no matter how high your cultivation is, you will be paralyzed as mud!

"Senpai, be careful!"

Wang Renjie, who came back to his senses, shouted.

The people of the Yin Ghost Sect present all stared at each other with round eyes and looked ahead.

However.

Yang Mucheng grinned, and also stretched out his right hand at the same time.

(End of chapter)