There was a dead silence in the market town, save for the sound of his head crashing to the ground, and his almost wailing cry for mercy.

Yang Mucheng glanced at him, then looked at Lu Yao'er and said:

"See, do you deal with this kind of market tyrant, don't talk to them at all, just slaughter them with a sword, so that it won't cause follow-up things. ”

"Got it!"

Lu Yao'er nodded.

After speaking.

Yang Mucheng's eyes were on Ma Fei again, and Ma Fei suddenly felt like a thorn in his back and trembled. only dared to kowtow to death, and kept begging for mercy.

"Keep your eyes open in the future, it's not anyone, it's something you can provoke!" Yang Mucheng sighed leisurely.

"Senpai, I was wrong......"

A glimmer of hope arose in Immediately Fei's heart, and the whole person was sticking to the ground, making a five-body bow.

Just when everyone around thought that Yang Mucheng would let go of the flying horse, they heard Yang Mucheng say lightly:

"Remember this sentence, it will be useful to you in the next life......"

"What?"

Immediately flew and was shocked in his heart.

He only felt an unprecedented crisis, frantically pressing towards him. The whole person is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and when it screams, it is already desperately fleeing into the distance.

"He's running away!"

At this time, everyone felt that there was a play.

What the original name of the horse fly was, they didn't know. The reason why he has this nickname is because of his rapid body. If he escapes with all his might, there may be a way to live. But just when everyone was imagining this, they heard Yang Mucheng snort coldly, and stepped lightly on the soles of his feet.

Call!

The next moment, a stream of internal energy aura in the void gathered, and in an instant, a huge sole of foot was formed, which was stepped on in the air. The body was still flying in mid-air, and he felt that his body sank, and the whole person was stepped into the ground by this foot.

"Boom!"

The earth shook suddenly, and the frenzied turmoil began, and when the soles of the feet were gone, there were no bones left, only a pool of blood.

Houses in the mountains and forests, among the market towns.

More than 1,000 people looked at this scene in amazement, with complicated expressions. Only Yang Mucheng's face was indifferent, and he stood with his hands in his hands, as if it was just an ant that he trampled to death.

"Everyone!"

"From today until the start of the Heroes Club, I will set up a stall here. If you have a magic weapon of mental power, take it out and exchange it. Exercises, martial arts, pills, weapons, I can take them all out, and keep them to your satisfaction. ”

"If someone dares to fish in troubled waters and bully the street and dominate the market, they will end up like these people!"

......

Yan Lao Liu didn't know how he got back to the camp.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could hardly believe what had happened. Before, he heard that Lin Yeshi was abolished by a kid in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he still had some doubts and disbelief in his heart. But now that I have seen it with my own eyes, there is nothing but amazement left in addition to shock.

As soon as they returned to the camp, many outer disciples and brothers quickly surrounded them.

"What did you find?"

"Is that kid Yang Lao Mo protected?"

"Sixth, why do you look so bad?"

Yan Lao Liu exhaled a breath of turbid air and told the scene that happened in the market town before. Among the many senior brothers, Yan Lao Liu is not a character who is good at fighting. But he is the best meticulous and spy, and he has collected a lot of information in the battle between good and evil, so that the same door has achieved good results.

"I can confirm that there are no powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect following. Along the way, there are only two people and one demon. Lu Yao'er is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, although she has some combat power, but she is not in the scope of consideration. The real scary thing is Old Devil Yang, and its golden retriever rat. ”

"Old Demon Yang is only in the middle stage of Yuanying, but his strength is no less than the peak of Yuanying, according to my estimates, he and Yuanying can fight!"

"His golden retriever also has the perfect cultivation of the Yuan Infant, but his strength is also very terrifying. I can't see through it at all......"

After Yan Lao Liu said this.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Originally.

They thought that the target this time was just a kid in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but they didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying. Lin Yeshi, who was on the side, said with a wry smile: "Don't forget, he is the master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect. Senior brothers, I understand your kindness, this Yang Lao Mo is not an existence that we can clean up at all, you should disperse, don't take your own life for the sake of me who is about to die!"

"Say no more!"

Conglong Rong snorted coldly and shouted: "Old Demon Yang, I must kill this person." No matter how strong he is, can he still compete with us?"

"That's right, when did our outer disciples of the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple let people be bullied like this and never fought back?"

"Old Sixth Yan, if you keep an eye on that Old Demon Yang in the past few days, if you confirm that there is no master of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect to follow, we will kill him in three days!"

A cold glint flashed from Long Rong's eyes, and he shouted loudly.

......

For the next few days, the market town continued as usual.

But.

In front of Yang Mucheng's stall, it was very lively. It was as if there were too many martial artists who came to exchange, and Lu Yao'er couldn't identify it alone, so Yang Mucheng simply went into battle in person.

"This ...... Hmm, the level is too low, it won't be of much use to me, don't change it!"

"Your magic weapon is good, if you have another one, I will add one more Xuan-level weapon to you!"

"The level is too low, don't change!"

"This is barely possible!"

Yang Mucheng is an item, and an item is quickly identified.

There are also some local snakes aiming at Yang Mucheng's stall, after all, he took out too many things, basically there is no Xuan Rank, which is naturally fascinating. But just when he was about to find fault, he was grabbed by someone else, and the man only needed to say: Immediately Fei was trampled to death by him.

Those ground snakes suddenly turned pale with fright, and they didn't dare to make trouble again.

Time.

Yang Mucheng also collected a lot of magic weapons of telekinesis.

For three days, gradually fewer people came to the stall to redeem things. No matter how chicken the magic weapon of telekinesis is, it belongs to the magic weapon after all. Yang Mucheng is at least as long as the grade of the yellow rank is high-grade, which brushes down a large number of people. Often come to redeem things, only one of the twenty pieces can be looked at by Yang Mucheng, and the others are either too little mind, or they are fishing in troubled waters.

Ever since there was a guy who fished in troubled waters, and was slapped to death by him, there were fewer people who fished in troubled waters.

"I guess no one will come to redeem it!"

"The telekinetic magic weapon collected in the past few days is also enough for me to absorb for a long time, reaching the normal level of Yuan Infant!"

Yang Mucheng thought in his heart.

However.

Just as he was about to close the stall, a dull voice came like thunder.

"Old Demon Yang, what do you think of Lao Tzu's knife?"

(End of chapter)