The dull thunderous sound continued to echo, as if it were ringing in the ears.

Everyone was stunned to see the position under the slap of the giant palm, only to see that the rock palm was quietly lying on the ground, like a hill, dozens of meters high. Where the palm fell, not only was the carriage of the prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty covered, but even the houses and buildings within a radius of 100 meters were buried in it, and the miserable situation was like a mudslide rolling through.

"This ......"

Countless people looked at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded, and couldn't speak for a long time.

The terrifying gesture of the palm that fell from the sky was deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

"Could it be that the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty was killed by this slap?" someone said in a trembling voice.

"How is that possible?"

A martial artist from the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty shook his head again and again, his eyes full of horror, and said, "The crown prince is a late stage of Xuanhai, and he has more than thirty battle intent intent to be killed, how could he be killed so easily? The prince has never suffered such a big loss, and he was slapped down directly. Let's hurry up, if these two people fight, I'm afraid that the entire Zhengyang City will be razed to the ground in an instant!"

Rumble!

As soon as he finished speaking, a frantic explosion exploded from the palm of the rock's hand, and a figure appeared.

It was the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty.

I saw him slowly fall to the ground, a graceful and luxurious clothes without any dust, as if the previous slap was not him. Although he is not as embarrassed as everyone imagined, he is like a wild beast out of the cage, and his eyes are bloodshot.

"I don't care which country you are the emperor of, if you dare to provoke Your Highness, Your Highness will never spare you!"

"Oh, is it?" A faint voice came from the imperial sedan chair, and Yang Mucheng slowly lifted the sedan curtain and walked down from it. "I don't care which country you are the prince of, if you provoke me, I won't let you go!"

"Look for death!"

The crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty was furious, and his right fist slammed into the front.

Yang Mucheng frowned, and was about to attack.

Call~

There was a shock in the void, but I saw a figure as if it had suddenly walked out of the void, and a thin palm reached out violently, grabbing the wrist of the crown prince of the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty. But I heard the owner of this palm say lightly:

"Fang Baiyu, didn't the old man tell you not to make trouble when you come to the Tuotian Palace?

The prince raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party: "Ziyang Zhenren?"

Immediately, he shouted with joy: "Ziyang Zhenren, you get out of the way of His Highness, His Highness is going to destroy this guy!"

"Fang Baiyu, don't do it. This is under the Tuotian Palace, do you want to commit a taboo? In the Tuotian Palace, there are opportunities to do it. You are the disciple of the old man, can you still be afraid of other people's reputation?" Ziyang Zhenren waved the dust in his hand, snorted and said: "People in their fifties are still as impulsive as young people!"

After speaking, he turned his gaze and looked at Yang Mucheng: "Emperor of the Great Qianhuang City?"

Verbal attitude, without the slightest respect.

"It's me!"

Yang Mucheng nodded, and with a slight wave of his right hand, he stopped the Longtang Ancestors who were about to reprimand.

"The old man heard that you, Yang Lao Mo, are the first emperor of the ages, who fought from the mortal world to the martial arts world, and also annexed the Shengqing Dynasty. With your strength, you are certainly qualified to be proud. But this is the Holy Ape Dynasty, not a place where you can go wild. ”

"In the Tuotian Palace, there are strong people from the thirty-six countries, if you want to live, you better be honest!"

Ziyang Zhenren waved the dust in his hand lightly.

Suddenly.

The rocky palms that covered most of the streets were actually frantically retreating under a terrifying force and reintegrating into the ground.

He glanced at Yang Mucheng lightly and continued: "However, even if you are honest, you may not survive. Lin Ao, the crown prince of the Holy Qing Dynasty, is cultivating in our Tuotian Palace. If he knew you were coming, he probably wouldn't let you go easily, right?"

"Ziyang Zhenren, what are you talking about with this kid. Let's go, Your Highness invites you to drink and ......."

Fang Baiyu glanced at Yang Mucheng coldly, and sneered, "You'd better not want to enter the Tuotian Palace to cultivate this time when the mountain gate of the Tuotian Palace is wide open." If I meet you in the Tuotian Palace, His Highness will definitely not spare you!"

After speaking, Fang Baiyu and Ziyang Zhenren left together.

"Holy!"

The Dragon Hall Ancestor shouted.

Yang Mucheng shook his head, looked at the backs of the two of them in the distance, and muttered: "Fang Baiyu, Ziyang Zhenren, Lin Ao, in this world, there is no place for me to retreat...... This Heavenly Palace, I have entered the palace, no matter what you say. Don't annoy me!"

"Otherwise......"

A cold glint flashed in Yang Mucheng's eyes.

With a cold snort, Yang Mucheng returned to the imperial sedan chair, and the ancestors of Longtang drank together, lifted the imperial sedan chair and walked towards the center of Zhengyang City. Gong Shaohai looked at the Ziyang Zhenren who left, as well as Fang Baiyu and the others, and his face couldn't help but be secretly worried.

Before he entered the Tuotian Palace, he was already two enemies, and with an unknown strength of Lin Ao, the days of the Tuotian Palace in the future were really tricky.

"Are you worried?"

Just when Gong Shaohai was thinking nonsense, he suddenly heard Yang Mucheng's voice, which made him startled, and hurriedly said: "Holy Lord, how is Fang Baiyu, the crown prince of the Tiger Dynasty that day, Weichen doesn't know, but this Ziyang real person can't afford to offend!"

"The other party is the elder of the Tuotian Palace, you went to the Tuotian Palace this time, and it is for the imperial tomb and the second layer of battle intent, if the other party interferes with it, the matter will become a lot trickier!"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly, closed his eyes leisurely, and looked indifferent. "No matter what he is, if he really makes a small gesture in front of me and annoys me, he will be slapped to death with a big palm. Did Lu Yao'er reply to the message?"

"It's back!" Hearing Yang Mucheng's tough attitude, Gong Shaohai couldn't help but sigh secretly. Yang Mucheng replied like this, which was also expected by him, Gong Shaohai nodded hurriedly and said: "Miss Yao'er has already chartered the largest Wansheng Restaurant in Zhengyang City, and now she is waiting for us to come over!"

"Let's go!"

Yang Mu became enlightened.

"Get up!"

Gong Shaohai shouted, and the thirty-six Longtang ancestors grabbed it with one hand, and the huge imperial sedan chair flew up with a bang, and under the false support of internal strength, it was suspended in mid-air, and in the awe-inspiring eyes of countless people, they walked towards Wansheng Restaurant.

......

Tuotian Palace, courtyard.

Lin Ao listened to a disciple's report and squinted his eyes with a sneer.

"Old Demon Yang, do you really dare to come to this Heavenly Palace? It's just right, saving me the time to find you...... When I meet you, you will die!"

(End of chapter)