"The five of you, is that all you can do?" Mu Yang shook his head slightly and sighed slightly.

The lineup of twelve innate grandmasters was only to besiege him, and in just five minutes, seven of them had already been killed by him.

Yang Kuo and Si The four Grandmasters had retreated far away from Muyang at this moment, and the five of them looked at the huge ravine on the ground, their faces already showing fear.

Mu Yang's face was also slightly pale, and the spiritual sea in his body was almost dried up after slashing out Fang Cai's earth-shattering sword.

However, Mu Yang's heart was a little happy, and the Taichu Sword turned into a streamer and slowly returned to his waist. The majestic spiritual power in the two Gathering Spirit Pills that he had devoured before had actually been refined to a full seventy percent. The move of swallowing the Gathering Spirit Pill before the war was not to increase his strength, and from beginning to end, he never used the spiritual power of the Gathering Spirit Pill.

It's just that these spiritual powers are allowed to fill the limbs and hundreds of remains, and with the flow of meridians into the dantian, they drive the chaotic power in them to continuously temper the body.

If it weren't for these twelve Grandmaster powerhouses to train and play with him, he would probably have to spend at least more than a month slowly tempering his physical body, after all, it was too difficult to temper his physical body with spiritual power.

Mu Yang looked at the five overseas formers with different injuries in the distance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his body shook suddenly, the muscles of his body instantly bulged, and the blood and qi around his body were churning, faintly forming a giant dragon, hovering behind Mu Yang.

At this time, Muyang is like a peerless martial god who has been cultivating for thousands of years, mighty in the mortal world, covering the heavens and the earth.

This scene made the faces of the five innate grandmasters' overseas powerhouses even paler.

Originally, they thought that at this point in the battle, Mu Yang's innate power was almost exhausted, and as long as they let go, they would be able to kill him.

But only now did they discover that this Master Mu was actually still a Horizontal Refining Grandmaster, and he had also reached the point of Horizontal Refining Achievement.

Except for Yang Kuo, the four figures on the edge of the field were faintly trembling, especially the Li family's prefecture-level powerhouse who had his arm cut off, and he was so frightened that he took a step back.

In the car on the side of the road in the distance, Zhou Qianyu had already been attracted by the figure of the young man who was fighting against the twelve grandmasters.

One person alone against twelve grandmasters, he had already killed seven in just a few minutes, and now he was attacking the remaining five grandmasters.

Such a strong strength has deeply affected Zhou Qianyu's heart.

Mu Yang was covered in blood, and a giant dragon behind him was constantly spitting dragon breath.

"Do it, if the twelve grandmasters can't kill a grandmaster who is born with great success, how can they still have the face to mingle overseas!" Yang Kuo's face was gloomy and he roared angrily.

With both hands, two half-moon scimitars appeared, reflecting a touch of demonic brilliance in the moonlight.

Yang Kuo's figure moved first, and the other four looked at each other, and finally turned into a sigh and flashed out one after another.

Dozens of quenched darts pierced the night, and the sharp sound waves shook people's hearts, and the five of them each used their own offensive methods to besiege and kill Muyang.

Mu Yang felt the strength of the body that was constantly rising under the tempering of spiritual power, the corners of his mouth hooked a confident arc, and with a slight step under his feet, his body moved instantly, and he dodged Yang Kuo's half-moon scimitar lightly, and in Yang Kuo's face suddenly ossified, Mu Yang's arm was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and a punch swept over Yang Kuo's scimitar and hit Yang Kuo's chest directly.

Rumble!

In an instant, with a muffled sound, Yang Kuo spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was like a cannonball, and was blasted into the field, leaving a ravine of about twenty meters in the field. In the next second, Mu Yang's figure appeared in front of Yang Kuo again, and another punch was punched.

Yang Kuo seemed to be aware of it, and with a pale complexion, he raised the half-moon scimitar to overlap and resist.

A deafening roar sounded, and in an instant, the two half-moon scimitars were twisted, and the covered Gang Qi instantly exploded, the two scimitars flew out upside down, and Mu Yang's fist was close to Yang Kuo's chest again.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking resounded through the field, and Yang Kuo spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the ground sank more than three inches at this moment.

At this moment, a scarlet eye appeared behind Mu Yang, and his ten fingers flashed cold, stabbing straight at Mu Yang's back. With just one claw, he left ten paw prints on Mu Yang's back, but what shocked the Blood Clan Viscount was that such sharp claws had not even scratched Mu Yang's skin.

A cold voice slowly sounded, "You are really weak!"

Mu Yang's feet shook, his body soared into the sky, jumped directly into the air, and grabbed the blood clan viscount who attacked him with one hand.

The Viscount of the Blood Clan looked shocked, but he reacted instantly, and when he opened his mouth, a sonic attack came.

"How is that possible!"

This Viscount of the Blood Clan couldn't understand it at all, their sonic attacks, even the powerhouses of the earl level could not resist 100%, and they would receive some impressions. But this Huaxia Grandmaster surnamed Mu didn't have anything to do.

"Do you want to run?"

Mu Yang's indifferent and ruthless voice slowly entered the ears of this viscount, as if death had descended. Mu Yang's arm shook suddenly, and the Blood Clan Viscount who was in mid-air was instantly thrown into the field by Mu Yang.

With a bang, he directly smashed the ground into a large pit with a depth of half a meter, and in the next moment, Mu Yang's figure appeared in front of the Blood Clan Viscount.

The strong figure of the bloody rainbow pressed the fear in the viscount's heart to continue to magnify, and even dragged the broken body to his knees and begged for mercy.

"My lord, please, I don't want to die yet, spare my life, I am the viscount of the Rose family, I can be a slave and a servant, I can give you all my property......"

Before the words could speak, all that greeted him was the fist that turned into a blood-colored dragon.

The next moment, Mu Yang's palm directly penetrated the viscount's chest, and there was a heart beating slowly in the palm of his hand.

"You are the first viscount of the Ross family who is qualified to be my servant, and what are you?"

Mu Yang's voice slowly resounded through this world, and then his palm suddenly clenched, the heart in his hand instantly bloomed, and the life of this viscount was also over.

After killing this blood clan viscount, Mu Yang's figure instantly turned into a red glow and appeared in front of a Li family's prefecture-level powerhouse.

A simple and rude punch was blasted out, and the Li family powerhouse didn't even react, only felt a touch of pain, and then slowly fell.

The three people who came to attack Muyang were even more glazed-eyed.

When did the Horizontal Refining Grandmaster become so strong, and he was able to smash half of a person's body to pieces with a single punch?

Mu Yang turned around and looked at the three of them, walking slowly, towards the three of them. Every time Mu Yang took a step forward, they took a step back.

How can they have a chance with such a terrifying person?

Infinite fear had already taken over them, and before they could react, they found that Mu Yang, who was still in front of them, had disappeared.

The next moment, a figure wrapped in blood suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, and the three of them subconsciously swung their fists to meet them, but under the blood and qi dragon, their arms shattered inch by inch, and the pain in their chests and the sting pain of their internal organs being shattered let them know that if they didn't retreat, they would definitely die.

The three of them supported their crippled bodies, and were about to retreat, but suddenly felt a huge force coming from their chests again.

A second combo?

They lowered their heads and looked at their pierced chests, their eyes darkened, and the vitality in their bodies was completely gone.

Mu Yang withdrew his arm, never looking at the huge hole in the chest of the three grandmasters, at this time his hands were already stained red with blood, and there was only a little indifference in his eyes, just like a killing god, decisive killing.

Mu Yang walked slowly in the field, Mu Yang faintly looked at the demon god Yang Kuo in the distance who resisted his two fists and still had a trace of breath, and his indifferent voice slowly sounded.

"The extreme of the Martial Emperor, the king of heaven and earth, only for the realm of the Emperor of Heaven!"

Although Mu Yang's pace was slow, it was only three or five steps before he appeared in front of Yang Kuo.

"Okay, let you die clearly, what is Emperor Wu!"

When the words fell, Mu Yang's fingers condensed a touch of essence and dotted on Yang Kuo's eyebrows...... It was the top of the fairy world, in the Tianwu Palace, the back of a man who overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, and then thousands of powerful people who were like rainbows were all kneeling. As soon as the picture turned, on the endless plain, a figure stood on top of the corpse mountain, which was a huge mountain cast by the bones of countless strong people, and the sea of blood rushed under it, all of which were formed by the blood of those strong people. The picture turned again, in a place called Tiandao Platform, the world-beating figure pressed an old man in a white robe to kneel on the ground, and he didn't dare to have the slightest disrespect in his eyes.

The picture turned again, and a young man with an indifferent expression was in front of him, and the young man's calm voice slowly sounded.

"You see that those figures are all me, the extreme of Emperor Wu, so for this!"

At this moment, Yang Kuo finally knew what kind of existence he and the others were facing, and he could shatter the stars with a raised hand, and even smash the stars into powder. Their magical immortal skills are endless, each of which can destroy the heavens and the earth, and the clash of the strong can even break a galaxy to pieces. is like that figure, and it is even more decisive to decide life and death at a glance. Even if such a person is a hundred Innate Grandmasters here, I am afraid it will be the same result.

They underestimated this Master Mu from beginning to end, he was not a human at all, he was an immortal!

There are two worlds of immortals and mortals, how can mortals shake immortals?

A flash of relief flashed on Yang Kuo's face, and his eyes slowly closed, without a trace of life.

The blood and qi around his body slowly dissipated, Mu Yang greeted the moonlight, stepped slightly, and looked at Zhou Qianyu who was in the car in the distance, his face was pale, and his eyes were a little frightened.

"Like...... It's a little bloody!" Mu Yang glanced down at his clothes, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, physical combat, it was so rough, naturally it couldn't be as cool and elegant as using immortal magic powers.

He looked at his hands that were still dripping blood, and the short sleeves that had been stained red with blood, and sighed slightly, "Dao heart is actually trembling, is it because of that girl?"

Mu Yang slowly looked at the beautiful shadow on the Bentley and shook his head slightly, this is not a good thing!