The blood mist explodes in the sky!

No one could see what was going on above.

They were originally hundreds of meters away from the Dragon Slaying Platform, and the Dragon Slaying Platform was more than ten meters high.

The battle between Qin Mu and Yang Lingtian jumped up again, swaying more than ten meters, as soon as this distance was widened, even if it was a grandmaster at the peak of the Transformation Realm, it was difficult to be in the night sky, who won and who lost.

But when this blood mist explodes, it means that one side must fall!

"Well, who's going to win?"

Some people who were deeply surprised subconsciously asked.

"It must be my son Ling Tian! He broke and stood up, successfully logged into the Ninth Layer Purple Dragon Technique, and has turned into a true dragon!

The power of the ninth layer of the Purple Dragon Jue is too terrifying!

The previous eight floors had already seen the world. Now that Yang Lingtian has successfully landed on the ninth floor, he is flying in the sky like a real dragon.

"This Yang Lingtian, if he really wins, then I'm afraid that this Jiangnan will no longer be comparable. Wen Lao said in a deep voice.

He wasn't sure that it was too far away, and the battle between the two was even more magical.

"Did the nerd really lose?"

Luo Shui listened to Yang Changzheng's words, and said in a trembling voice.

"Of course! That waste is just a mortal, how can it be compared to my son Zhenlong!hahaha!!Die well! Die well! Happy!!"

Yang Changzheng only felt that the previous rout had been swept away.

And what if there are eight elders standing behind them?!

My son, it will be enough to kill you!

Just when Yang Changzheng's heart was broken.

Suddenly, a figure, at some point, had stepped down from the dragon slaying platform, holding a sword in his left hand and a body that was unable to hang down in his right hand.

"This is what you call a real dragon?"

"Who told you that there is a secret method in the world that can turn people into real dragons?"

Yang Changzheng froze suddenly, raised his head and looked, and saw that Qin Mu's uniform had not changed, and he had not even shown the slightest scar, and he stepped into the air, which could be described as light and light.

And the one who was thrown in front of him was Yang Lingtian!

Yang Lingtian's face was shattered by a punch, his body was scarred with countless scars, his chest was suddenly concave, the purple dragon tattoo turned dead, and the real dragon that was originally condensed on his body had already been beaten into powder by Qin Mu with a punch.

"How can this be! How can it be that you won!" Yang Changzheng's limbs were cold, and he felt shuddered.

Yang Guohao was even more stunned, not knowing what to say for a while.

Now the scene shows that Yang Lingtian, the son of Tianjiao who came out of his Yang family once in a hundred years, even if he got a great opportunity, he successfully cultivated the family's secret purple dragon technique to the ninth layer.

was crushed to death by this young man in military uniform in front of him!

"The surname is Qin, you are crazy! You dare to kill Huixing!!"

Yang Changzheng's first reaction was not to look at Yang Lingtian in the past, but to stand up directly, reach out and grab Qin Mu's collar, and spit flying.

"How could I hear that you didn't say this when you thought I was dead just now?" Qin Mu's eyes gradually became indifferent.

Yang Changzheng was angry for a few seconds, and then he shouted: "That's just my momentary words, but you are inhumane, just a marriage competition but a killer! I want to truthfully report this matter to the inner court! I will see how you explain it!"

Yang Changzheng said something that didn't seem to have any problems, and his momentum was about to rise.

I saw Qin Mu grab his hand and fold it to the side suddenly!

Click!

A sound of broken bones startled!

Yang Changzheng's right hand was directly bent outward, breaking off!

"Ahhhh

Qin Mu looked at Yang Changzheng indifferently, patted the dust off his hands casually, and said coldly.

"Yang Changzheng, do you remember?"

"Have you ever betrayed the secret of your operation to the Martial Arts Society for your own selfish desires, and almost killed a team of people under me on Lan Island?"

"Ben Jiang wants to know, how do you Yang Changzheng explain this!"

Qin Mu screamed, and the thousands of murderous qi on his body turned into a cold blade, and he was about to shatter Yang Changzheng's soul in an instant!

"This ...... This ......"

As soon as Yang Changzheng said this, Qin Mu immediately remembered.

At the beginning, in order to force Qin Mu to unload Huixing, he specially arranged such a play.

But then I heard that the team members were not dead, so I didn't continue to investigate.

Unexpectedly, this surnamed Qin actually remembered this trivial matter until now!

"What kind of shit is that! just a bunch of crumbs! Can you compare to my son of a true dragon?!"

Yang Changzheng couldn't imagine that Qin Mu would kill his Tianjiao prince for this trivial matter!

But when he finished speaking.

"Bastard thing!"

The tiger elder on the side surged out, and suddenly slapped him, like a fierce tiger, directly hitting Yang Changzheng's face, smashing him to the ground.

As soon as the tiger elder took possession, he reached out and tore off Yang Changzheng's shoulder badge.

"If you have a son, you must have a father, and the inner courtyard is really blind, so that a person like you can wear a star on your shoulder!

"Get out!"

Tiger Lao kicked Yang Changzheng, who had been beaten to the point of confusion, and flew out.

After that, someone will definitely come and bring Yang Changzheng back for trial.

Together, those charges are enough for Yang Changzheng to sit through the prison!

Elder Wen looked at it, turned his eyes sideways, and said, "Yang Guohao, your position as a veteran, I will report to the top and review it again." ”