At this time, it was already ready to be fired, Li Tiequan shouted 'do it', and even him, more than a dozen internal strength martial artists were already all in Qi towards Yang Mucheng to kill.

Teng!

The wind is blowing fast and the air is howling.

Everyone's eyes widened, and at this moment, everyone led by Li Tiequan occupied the surroundings of the martial arts platform, once they made a move, it would be overwhelming, making people unable to hide, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Kill!"

Zuo General Cao Sheng took the lead.

A trace of evil qi burst out from the long sword in his hand, Cao Sheng stepped out, and the long sword was raised, leading to a sharp roar, and the sword blade was directed, as if the air was chopped.

"Sword Tiger!"

The long sword swept out, and a sharp tiger roar came out of the void, surging out with a hint of shock.

Sword Tiger, a martial art at the lower level of the spirit rank. In a country like the Great Qianguo, where martial arts are scarce, it is very rare to be able to master a kind of martial arts at the lower level of the spirit level. And these soldiers, they have gone through iron-blooded battles, and the evil qi on their bodies is originally several times stronger than ordinary people, and this low-grade martial arts of the spirit level is used by him, and it is faintly comparable to the middle-grade martial arts.

Hiss~

At this moment, there was a gasping sound in the barracks.

Cao Sheng's trick didn't leave him alone!

"Holy Lord, if you admit defeat, it's still too late!" Li Tiequan shouted loudly in the distance. After all, Yang Mucheng is the current emperor, and if he hurts, they will be very troublesome.

"Ridiculous, at this level, it's worthy of me admitting defeat?"

Yang Mucheng chuckled lightly and greeted him with a sword, a very ordinary sword, but the speed was extremely fast. He learned the cross fast sword, and he had already integrated it into his bones quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately, and with a twitch of his right hand, he simply dissolved Li Tiequan's sword. Immediately following, Yang Mucheng stepped forward.

Boom!

There was a crisp sword roar, and several sword lights blasted out.

Cross Sword!

This martial art is only a lower grade of the spirit level, but now Yang Mucheng's cultivation has reached the perfection of internal strength, and his power has increased dozens of times, not to mention it. In an instant, twelve sword lights rushed out.

"What?"

Cao Sheng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly collected his sword and swung it, wanting to block this piece of sword light. But the sword light was so fast and fierce that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye. I only heard the muffled sound of 'poof, poof, poof', and the sword light directly pierced through twelve holes in Cao Sheng's body.

Rumble!

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, Cao Sheng spat blood, swept out, and fell heavily to the ground. By the time everyone looked away, he was already dead of rage, and he couldn't die anymore.

Li Tiequan was furious. Originally, he planned to restrain Yang Mucheng and let him forgive his sins. But now Yang Mucheng is a nirvana move as soon as he makes a move, without the slightest intention of showing mercy. Thinking of this, he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, pay attention, Yang Mucheng, the dog emperor, wants to wipe us out." Kill him and get out of the barracks!"

"Is it too late to react now?" Listening to Li Tiequan's words, Yang Mucheng shook his head secretly.

Shaking his head, Yang Mucheng's shot became more and more swift.

Bang!

I saw his long sword wielding, and immediately turmoil intertwined with a rapid sword light, but all the soldiers who were shrouded by this piece of sword light were torn to pieces in an instant, and there was no possibility of survival.

"It's so strong!" Looking at this scene, the pupils of the soldiers around him shrank. "No wonder the Holy Lord dared to duel with Li Tiequan, it turned out that his strength was so terrifying. Which of these generals is not experienced in a hundred battles on the battlefield and has hundreds of lives in his hands, but under the sword of the saint, he is like a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a blow!"

Thirteen generals, but in a moment, they were already killed by Yang Mucheng.

Only Li Tiequan and others are left, still gritting their teeth to support. But the victory or defeat has already been clear, and the difference in strength is too huge, even a discerning person can see that as long as Yang Mucheng is willing, he can kill these people at any time.

"Damn, bastard! how is it possible!" Li Tiequan's heart was filled with unprecedented anger, he didn't hear the rumors that Yang Mucheng had killed Huo Yan. But he just shrugged off the rumors.

Who is Huo Yan? When he was the prime minister of the dynasty, he cultivated to achieve the perfection of internal strength. And Yang Mucheng, although he is a son of heaven, has no talent to become a martial artist at all. Huo Yan could be killed by Yang Mucheng, so he didn't believe it at all. But the situation at this moment made him have to believe it.

Don't say a Huo Yan, even if it is twice as much, it may not be Yang Mucheng's opponent!

"Brothers, don't hide it, this dog emperor wants to kill us, if we keep our hole cards any longer, we will all have to die here!

Yang Guang and Liu Yang heard that Yang Mucheng had actually reached the perfection of internal strength, and their hearts trembled, and they no longer dared to have the slightest reservation.

At the same time, he injected the internal strength of his whole body into the martial arts and blasted towards Yang Mucheng.

This terrifying sword shadow crushed down frantically, as if the air had been completely torn apart. As soon as Yang Mucheng's cross-fast sword light came into contact with this piece of sword light and sword shadow, it was already torn apart.

"Hahaha, Dog Emperor! Today is your death date, when I kill you, the yellow robe will be added, and Lao Tzu will be the Son of Heaven!" Li Tiequan laughed loudly.

"Holy!"

Seeing Yang Mucheng's sword light shattered, Ye Wuheng was shocked in his heart, and he was ready to rush to the martial arts platform.

"Don't panic, the saint is twelve percent sure!"

Ma Pingping on the side said lightly.

"Really?" Ye Wuheng looked towards the martial arts platform, but found that Yang Mucheng, whose sword light had been shattered, did not have the slightest panic, stood there lightly, looked at Li Tiequan and the others who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and shook his head lightly:

"I really don't repent! In that case, I'll make you completely dead!"

As he spoke, Yang Mucheng waved his right hand slowly forward.

This is actually Huo Yan's mastery, a mid-grade martial art at the spirit level - Turning the Clouds and Rain!

After this palm was used by Yang Mucheng, the power was several times stronger than when they used it. As soon as the palm was sacrificed, it set off a rolling wind, and under the majestic internal strength, a golden giant palm that reached four or five meters fell from the sky. The terrifying sword light and sword shadow were shattered when they touched the golden giant palm.

At the same time, he pressed towards Li Tiequan and a few others.

Rumble!

Under the surging of internal energy, a gust of wind was set off that was visible to the naked eye. Feeling the terrible wind, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated into the distance. When he looked towards the martial arts platform again, Qi Qi gasped.

A palm print with a diameter of four or five meters and a depth of half a meter appeared on the huge martial arts stage. The dense layers of cracks covered the entire stage like a spider web.

As for Li Tiequan and a few people, where is there any trace of them?

This moment.

In the barracks of tens of thousands of people, there was a dead silence!