Airplanes!

A bunch of eyes looked towards Yang Mucheng.

But see.

The long sword trembled wildly in Yang Mucheng's hand, pieces of blood flashed wildly, and at the same time, terrifying killing intent quickly came from the sword body. This huge killing intent startled everyone to take a few steps back.

"What a terrible killing intent!" Liu Yan wiped the cold sweat from his head. "This sword seems to want to control Uncle Shi!"

"That uncle ancestor ......"

Hearing Liu Yan's words, everyone looked at them with worries.

However.

Yang Mucheng stood there, and a supreme aura emerged from his body.

The blood sword was extremely unwilling, struggling desperately, as if it was going to get out of his hands at any time. But in the end, it was quiet, as if tamed, obediently held in his hands, and there was no more movement.

Meantime.

The original dull hue of the blood sword also turned bright red here, and a blood-colored streamer flashed.

It's a long story, but it only happens in the light of light.

Yang Mucheng's eyes were shining, and he flicked his fingers.

"Poof!"

A crisp sword roar sounded, and a piece of blood flashed on the bright red and snowy sword body.

After playing a sword flower, Yang Mucheng looked at the sword in his hand with great satisfaction.

"Senior Uncle Ancestor, you actually control this sword?"

Liu Yan's face was full of disbelief.

The others were also shocked, the evil sword that so many people did not control was quietly surrendered in Yang Mucheng's hands.

"What level is this sword?" Pang Feiyan couldn't help but ask.

With such an evil blood sword, I'm afraid it's a heavenly rank.

Yang Mucheng closed his eyes, felt a moment, and said with a wry smile:

"This sword used to be a heavenly rank. Because of the passage of aura, only the upper grades of the ground are ...... However, since it is transformed into a magic weapon, it is enough to compete with the best weapons of the ground level!"

When the surrounding disciples heard this, their faces showed envy.

Although it has been reduced to the best of the ground level.

But this kind of weapon of existence, for Kyushu, is already a top-level existence. After all, the weapons of the Heavenly Rank have not appeared for many years, and even if they do, they are all occupied by various powerhouses.

"You seem to be a little unhappy with me?"

Yang Mucheng looked at the blood sword in his hand, which seemed to exude dissatisfaction, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked at the mountain of bones at his feet.

Once.

The owner of this sword, with which he did not know how many strong people were killed, how many powerful existences.

"Don't worry, I won't bury you!"

"You were born of blood, and henceforth you will be called 'Drinking Blood'!"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly.

The killing intent hidden in the body was suddenly released.

Then.

The Blood Drinking Sword finally didn't have that dissatisfaction, but a kind of excitement to be reborn!

"Let's go!"

Yang Mucheng put away the blood-drinking sword and looked at everyone. "With so many people from the Evil Dao coming in at once, the enemies we will face next are not only the Bone Clan, but also the Evil Dao. However, since they are planning to ambush us, we will not stand idly by. ”

Most of the disciples present were not cold in blood.

In addition, he was ambushed by evil people before, how could he be so reluctant to be beaten and unable to resist. Yang Mucheng's proposal made many people's eyes light up and excited on the spot.

"Uncle Shi, what should we do?" asked Liu Yan.

The others also looked at Yang Mucheng with anticipation.

"Investigate the enemy first, and find out the location of the evil man. These evil ways came in earlier than us, and they must have gained a lot of things. If we follow them, we will only eat ashes and drink soup...... Kill them and take their treasure!"

"Uncle Shi, I'm good at reconnaissance...... I'll leave this to me!"

Immediately.

A disciple of the Mixed Yuan Vajra Sect stepped forward.

I saw him slowly take out a wooden box from his arms, and after the wooden box was opened, dozens of palm-sized demon beasts suddenly flew out. However, this monster beast has no breath, like a puppet. In an instant, these demon beasts rushed in all directions.

"This is a treasure I got in a ruin, perfect for reconnaissance!

On the spot.

This canyon became a makeshift camp.

After a while, the disciple was overjoyed and shouted:

"Found it!"

"Twenty miles away from this canyon, there is a position of evil Dao disciples, and there are more than thirty people on the other side!"

"The distribution of strength, there are only two martial artists in the late stage of the Purple Mansion, seven in the middle of the Purple Mansion, and the rest are all in the early stage!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

The overall strength of this group of cult people is even weaker than before.

Yang Mucheng nodded and began to assign tasks:

"The other two Purple Mansion late-stage martial artists are a difficult point. Liu Yan, Lei Zuo, the two of you have the highest strength, first kill one of them in the late stage of the Purple Mansion with the power of thunder. Pang Feiyan, Shen Lang, Ye Tian, Sun Chan, the four of you are dealing with another late Purple Mansion!"

"The rest, stop the others. ”

"We just need to kill these two Purple Mansion in the later stage, and the rest of the people are like tigers with teeth extracted, so don't be afraid!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

......

This camp of cultists was built under a mountain of bones. It is surrounded by a rugged and towering bone forest, which is very difficult to find. In the bone forest, there are also some evil people hiding among them, checking and sentry.

Liu Yan's eyes were like torches, and he quickly swept over this bone forest.

"There are three sentry posts in total, and there is a trend of horns between the sentry posts. If we can't uproot all three of these posts in an instant, our surprise plan will be all in vain!"

"Easy to do!" Yang Mucheng squinted. "One for each of us. ”

As soon as the words fell.

Yang Mucheng has already jumped out like an antelope.

Liu Yan and Lei Zuo glanced at each other and looked towards the other two sentry posts respectively.

"I wonder if Hawkeye got the baby?" a voice came from the sentry. It was a horse-faced man who spoke, "I've been going here for so long, and I haven't come back yet, will anything happen to me?"

"You're too worried!" Another person smiled, "I heard that this time, the Thirty-Six Sects are also eyeing this Forest Bone Domain. There were no powerhouses in the Transformation Stage in this area, and it was an opportunity to hunt down those righteous path disciples. If they don't kill one of them, how can they turn back so easily?"

Before the words fell, a bright red sword swept over, directly enveloping the horse-faced man and crushing him on the spot.

"Enemy Attack ......"

The other man who was about to scream, before he could speak, Yang Mucheng was already shocked and pointed at the other party's eyebrows. Hearing only a slight sound of 'bang', the man's body shook suddenly, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

And at this time.

Two other outposts have also been removed. Yang Mucheng and the others, who were hiding in the shadows, slowly approached forward.

The cult people in the camp are still enjoying themselves, and they haven't realized that danger is coming!

(End of chapter)