"But the grasshopper shakes the tree!"

Moss's voice sounded slowly, and the contempt in his words was unmistakable.

The next moment, the gray-clothed old man's expression changed suddenly, his innate power exploded, and the whole person's offensive was instantly transformed, and the elbow knife covered the Gang Qi and slashed straight down, as if he was going to cut off the blood clan viscount in front of him.

But before his elbows sank, the old man in gray felt a huge force coming from his chest, as if it was about to penetrate his chest, and this force directly shattered his sternum, almost seriously injuring him.

Then, the figure of the gray-clothed old man was thrown backwards, and the sound of the wind and a touch of sweetness welled up in his ears.

"A blood viscount is so strong?" the gray-clothed old man's eyes blurred, a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He didn't even notice when the Viscount of the Blood Clan threw a punch, and only now did he realize how ridiculous his impulsiveness was.

Shi Xiaotian and the others in the distance changed their complexions suddenly at this moment, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

In their eyes, the old man in gray seemed to have been hit by a bloody shadow, and he was defeated in the next moment. As for how they were defeated, even they didn't see it clearly. All I saw was that the gray-clothed old man was blasted out in an instant, and the sound of broken clothes and bones on his chest was heard.

This scene made the whole laugh silent.

The hearts of Huang Feihuang and the others were full of fear, and the original anger and war intent were all gone at this moment.

"Is this the Bloodline? Viscount is like that, and what extent should that Moss be?"

Such a question flashed through everyone's minds at the same time, even Shi Xiaotian.

He looked at the eighteen overseas powerhouses present, and his mouth was already full of bitterness and powerlessness. As a congenital powerhouse, Shi Xiaotian knew in this short confrontation that he might not be the opponent of the Blood Clan Viscount.

Fortunately, the gray-clothed old man flew upside down towards them, and Shi Xiaotian tapped lightly at his feet, carefully bringing the gray-clothed old man back, and sealing the damaged meridians in his body with innate power.

The rest of the Grandmasters also reacted and gathered together.

After Shi Xiaotian's efforts, the gray-clothed old man finally saved his life, but after this battle, I am afraid that his cultivation has come to an end, and it is a great luck to be able to maintain his current strength in this life.

In the past few minutes, the eighteen overseas powerhouses were all waiting quietly, not making a surprise attack, just watching quietly, their eyes full of contempt and banter.

To save the life of the gray-clothed old man, there are only ten grandmasters left present, and in the entire northwest, I am afraid that there are only twelve or thirteen grandmasters left, and they looked at Shi Xiaotian with bloodless faces, hoping that Shi Xiaotian could come up with a countermeasure.

A blood clan viscount is so strong, what about the dark wizards, the Goryeo Li family, and other overseas powerhouses?

A sense of despair appeared in everyone's hearts, and even the old man was already thinking about whether to surrender or not......

Mu Yang watched indifferently, looking at Count Moss in the distance.

This group of overseas powerhouses obviously occupy an absolute advantage, and they are not in a hurry to make a move, which is a bit unusual.

When his afterglow swept to Shi Xiaotian and found that Shi Xiaotian was constantly sending messages on his mobile phone through the figure of the old man in gray, a flash of relief flashed in his eyes.

"This group of ants, their appetite is really big!" Mu Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

After seeing Shi Xiaotian's actions, Mu Yang knew that this Count Moss was not satisfied with just destroying the Grandmaster of the Northwest Land, but wanted to wait for Shi Xiaotian's help to arrive, and then besiege and kill here together.

What a drunkard doesn't mean to drink!

This sentence flashed through Mu Yang's mind, and he seemed to understand what the two great grandmaster-level powerhouses hidden in the depths were for.

However, if Shi Xiaotian's help arrives, I am afraid it will take at least three hours or more than half a day.

For Muyang now, time is very precious. His thoughts slowly calmed down, and Mu Yang's light and breezy figure finally moved at this moment.

He slowly took a step forward, looked at Count Moss, and said in a cold voice: "Give you a day, get out of the Northwest Land, violator, sword blood splash!"

When the words fell, everyone's breathing seemed to disappear at this moment, and more than 20 strange Muyang descended on Muyang's body together.

The cold words and Mu Yang's young body seemed to be telling a big joke in the eyes of everyone.

Mu Yang, of the ten Northwest Grandmasters, looked at Mu Yang as if he was looking at a fool.

"Isn't this kid stupid, even if he is looking for death, he can't do this, right?"

"Chixiao Sword General sent this kid here, do you think that our strength is at the top and we can bring such a waste to lie down and win?"

The first reaction of these Northwest Grandmasters was not to be excited, but to blame.

Shi Xiaotian was even more so, he was still looking forward to delaying some time and waiting for the rescue of his old friend, but now Mu Yang's words, wouldn't it instantly anger those overseas powerhouses?

"Mu Xiaoyou, you can't talk nonsense now!" Shi Xiaotian suppressed the anger in his heart and forcibly calmed down.

Even if this kid is not deeply involved in the world, can't he see the severity in front of him?

Eighteen overseas powerhouses, a lineup of great grandmasters, he still dared to say such rampant words, did he really think he was an innate powerhouse?

Mu Yang's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at Shi Xiaotian coldly, "Xue Tianyang promised a lot of profits, I will agree to come over to help, I don't have time to waste time with a group of ants!"

When the words fell, the faces of all the Northwest Grandmasters were instantly gloomy, this kid said that the eighteen overseas powerhouses were ants, wouldn't that scold them too, they couldn't even beat the group of overseas powerhouses, isn't this saying in disguise that they are not even as good as ants?

"Yellow-mouthed child!" a few old men gritted their teeth, angry.

This kid is even more rampant and hateful than those overseas powerhouses!

Count Moss's face was also not much better, he felt the contempt in Mu Yang's words, and he knew what this sentence meant.

There was a wisp of killing chickens in his eyes, if he didn't want to kill a few more Huaxia Innate Grandmasters, I am afraid that he would have already done it when Mu Yang spoke.

Behind him, two figures loomed on the shore in the distance, obviously Mu Yang's words made them angry, how could they hold back such irony.

Innate grandmasters all have arrogant bones, let alone them?

"He's talking about giving us a day to get all out of the northwest?" a Blood Clan's cold voice sounded slowly, "And said that if you don't leave, you're going to kill us?"

The viscount's voice grew colder and colder, and a trace of blood slowly lingered around him, enveloping his body in it.

The surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point in a few breaths, and the mist turned into ice crystals in the sky, and a thin layer of ice condensed on the surface of the surrounding lake.

Even the seventeen overseas powerhouses around them felt a chill.

They knew that the Viscount of the Blood Clan had been enraged.

Count Moss also felt the anger and chill of the viscount not far away, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Turham, just teach this ignorant boy a lesson, don't miss the plan!" his voice sounded slowly, and he commanded the Viscount of the Blood Clan.

"Got it, honorable Count Moss!" looked at Moss with jade-colored eyes and saluted slowly.

Then, Tram walked forward, his pace slow, and with each step, the temperature around the Northwest Grandmaster dropped slightly.

"It's over!"

Shi Xiaotian and the others saw Trump's actions, and their faces became even more ugly.

A powerhouse at the level of a great grandmaster has already made them powerless to resist, and now there is a Viscount of Trem who has at least half of his feet in the realm of a great grandmaster, and the pressure on them is like the pressure of Mount Tai, but they can't bear it.

"Old Shi, if that kid wants to die, let him die!" one of the old men said coldly.

"Shut up! After all, he is my Huaxia congenital, and he was also sent by the Chixiao Sword General to help us, if he dies so inexplicably, how do you want me to explain to the Chixiao Sword General?" Shi Xiaotian also felt a deep helplessness at this moment.

He never imagined that this young man named Muyang would suddenly make such a reckless move.

Or is this a madman from the beginning?

"Shi Lao, this is his own death, no wonder I waited, right?" someone said angrily.

"That is, Trum is the strongest existence among those viscounts, even if we can save him, what can we do?" Cao Luo also sighed deeply, "It's not that we can't save it, it's that we can't do it!"

Shi Xiaotian's eyes flickered, and Mu Yangyun's breezy figure was reflected in his pupils, so why wasn't he anxious in his heart?

Mu Yang looked at the Rum not far away, and the blood and qi came out of his body, his expression was as indifferent as ever.

"Huge mortal dust, there is really never a shortage of fools, Ren Nian is here, you should be sent into reincarnation!" Mu Yang shook his head slightly, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Although Trum didn't know what Mu Yang meant by this, he felt a touch of contempt in Mu Yang's indifferent eyes.

"Kill yourself!"

This feeling completely angered the arrogant Turme, whose eyes were originally as blue as jade turned dark red, and the cold air around him penetrated deeper into the surface of the lake, freezing the lake.

Under the elegant suit, Turrum's sharp nails are exposed, and the ten fingernails are as sharp as sharp blades. His figure vanished in an instant, so fast that no one could see when he moved.

In an instant, Trump's figure appeared in front of Mu Yang.

A hand was as fast as lightning, grabbing directly at Mu Yang's neck, and everyone had no doubt that the sharp scarlet nails on this hand could easily pierce Mu Yang's throat.

Trum even smiled playfully, and the four fangs in his mouth flashed a cold light in the bright sun. He wanted to let this Huaxia know what price he had to pay for despising a noble blood viscount.

Suddenly, a gleam flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and his lips opened and closed.

"Get out!"

Mu Yang stood indifferently, just one word stood out, but the air in front of him exploded instantly, and the power of chaos burst out from his mouth, and the scarlet claws exploded directly in this sound wave.