The sound is like thunder, and it explodes.

Trum was worthy of being the viscount who stepped into the earl with half a foot, and reacted the moment his nails burst, and his speed instantly broke through the speed of sound, more than double the speed before it, and his body retreated sharply.

On the lake, Trump's haughty look was gone, replaced by a look of astonishment.

His fingertips, drops of scarlet blood, turned into wisps of blood in the air, lingering around his body.

Just shouting a word, can there be such a terrifying attack power?

Trump couldn't help but start looking at the indifferent Chinese warrior in front of him, and a cold light flickered in his pupils.

"No wonder the guts are so rampant, but it's just a little bit stronger than those ten ants!" Trum's deep scarlet tongue licked his fingertips gently.

Even Count Moss frowned slightly, and looked at Mu Yang with some surprise in his eyes.

As for Shi Xiaotian and the others, they thought that Mu Yang would definitely die, but now there was such a huge reversal. Turme, who was already a half-step earl, not only did he kill this young man named Mu Yang with one blow, but he also injured his fingers with a cold drink.

"Hiding so deeply?"

The ten Northwest Grandmasters looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

The cold wind blew, and Trump's voice came slowly. Mu Yang shook his head and smiled lightly, his eyes swept over Trump's body in front of him, and his voice came out slowly.

"Since you don't leave, let's stay!"

Between the words, the jade pendant on Mu Yang's waist was magnificent, and in an instant, a seven-foot long sword with a pitch-black body appeared and fell into Mu Yang's hand.

At the beginning of Taichu, Muyang's momentum changed instantly, as if a god had descended into the world, and the wind and clouds around him surged. His expression did not change in the slightest, but those overseas powerhouses began to become solemn.

Before this, Mu Yang was just an ordinary Chinese warrior in their eyes, but now it seems that Mu Yang's figure is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge!

A flash of fear flashed through Trum's mind, but only a hint of it.

Not only these eighteen overseas powerhouses, but even Count Namos was gradually becoming more and more serious at the moment, but he had no intention of making a move, after all, only this one teenager was doing it now, and his goal was to hunt down Tianjiao who was hiding in the northwest.

This sudden feeling only made the eighteen overseas powerhouses lose their minds slightly, after all, he was the only one, even if he was strong, what could he do?

Eighteen of them are here, and more than half of them are innate masters, even if the other party is a great grandmaster, they are confident that they will consume the other party to death here.

"Huaxia people, today I will tell you a truth, in this world, there is always only one end for people who are conceited and rampant!" Trumson's cold voice sounded slowly.

"That's death!"

Trum's figure disappeared in an instant, and in a few breaths, three Trums appeared around.

The overseas powerhouses around him are all staring, and the advantage of the blood clan is speed, not to mention the half-step earl's Trum.

The three rums rushed towards Mu Yang at the same time, instantly surrounding Mu Yang in it.

Mu Yang held his sword indifferently, with a sneer on his face.

"If that's all you have, it's really not interesting!" he shook his head slowly, and when the three figures approached, he said coldly: "It's boring!"

As soon as the words fell, the three figures had already grabbed their sharp claws towards Mu Yang, as fast as thunder and lightning.

However, what was faster than this martial arts figure was a chilling sword light.

In the eyes of everyone, an extremely brilliant sword light suddenly appeared, passing straight past the three figures, and then appeared between the heavens and the earth.

The sword light is like a thread, but it is extremely bright, just looking at it, I am afraid that it will blind both eyes.

Looking at that sword light, it seemed that it was not only the three figures of Turham that were torn apart, but also their bodies, and even this piece of heaven and earth.

Trum's figure vanished in an instant, even though none of the three figures were his real body. He had been hidden in mid-air, the light around him distorted, completely obscuring his figure.

He stared at the sword that Mu Yang slashed out, and at the same time as the sword fell, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed. He was waiting for this moment, a sword was cut out, and he couldn't keep up with his body, which was the biggest flaw.

He has experienced many battles overseas, and he knows very well that even a slight flaw in the battle between the two powers is enough to determine the winner.

Obviously, this Chinese kid has been tricked.

Trum rushed out of the distorted light with a hideous face, no longer hiding his figure, and his speed exploded to the extreme at this moment.

"Huaxia boy, you are indeed strong, but it is still you who dies!"

Suddenly, Mu Yang moved, he didn't even look at the Turham behind him, the Taichu Sword flew away from his hand, for Mu Yang, how could there be any strength to follow?

The primordial sword suddenly slashed out behind him, and this sword was even faster and more ferocious.

Trumm, who had no time to react, finally let go of his lofty attitude at this moment, and his eyes were full of horror.

"How is that possible?"

Trum couldn't believe all this in front of him, he roared angrily, the other party still retains such a terrifying strength, could it be that this Huaxia kid had long expected his sudden sneak attack? The sword that was just cut out was just a slight strength of this Huaxia man?

The thought turned sharply, and Rum's heart was cold, and a chill welled up in his heart, a little colder than the cold blood and cold air around him.

He cast a secret method, and in an instant, his body turned into a puddle of blood mist, and the speed of the whole person doubled again at this moment, and his body escaped far away, disappearing into the blood mist.

The sword light tore through the blood mist, destroying all the blood mist in the sky, and Mu Yang's feet also shook suddenly, as if he had expected to rush towards the blood light that had escaped.

Trum's figure appeared on the lake in the distance, and his breath was much weaker, and this secret method was almost a sacrifice of fifty percent of the blood in his body, which would take at least a few months to replenish.

But before he could react, behind him, a cold mang's body suddenly froze.

The tingling pain in his chest and the feeling of powerlessness made Trumm's original pride disappear, leaving only a terrified face as white as paper.

A one-foot blade pierced his chest, and the terrifying sword qi shattered all the internal organs in his body in an instant.

This viscount, who thought he was high, didn't even make a sound before he died, he was killed by Mu Yang's sword, and his body fell into the river, and the blood stained the lake red.

"I have been in Muyang for thousands of years, how can I ever be conceited?"

Mu Yang held his sword and looked at Count Moss, who was full of solemnity, and his cold voice slowly sounded: "Since you are all leaving, then let me, the primordial emperor, drink the blood of the seventeen innate and three grandmasters!"

Three swords slash half a step Earl strong Trem!

Whether it is the Northwest Grandmaster or the overseas powerhouse, they are all dumbfounded at the moment, and their faces are full of disbelief.

"Who the hell are you?"

The blood ghost Moss's expression was solemn to the extreme at this moment, what is Trum's strength, he knows it clearly, this viscount is probably one of the best existences below the earl.

Could it be that this Chinese boy is really the great master of China?

He had heard that there were great masters and strong masters in Huaxia who cultivated the art of rejuvenation...... But that was a powerhouse of the Huaxia Longyuan Group, confronting a group of overseas great masters in the southern part of the border, how could it appear in the northwest land?

Shi Xiaotian and the others were even more stunned at this moment, a few minutes ago, they were ignorant that this Mu Yang would definitely die, but now, how long has it been, this Mu Yang not only did not die, but even killed the terrifying Trump.

"This guy...... It's a monster, isn't it?" said the old man's voice, but in this trembling voice, they saw a glimmer of light.

It was Zhou Qianyu, she simply found a relatively clean stone and sat down, and looked indifferently at the high-spirited young figure not far away.

Just when everyone was in shock, Mu Yang suddenly moved.

He looked at the blood ghost Moss standing above the lake in the distance, and the primordial sword suddenly resounded with a loud sword sound.

A momentum that was enough to slash the heavens and the earth emanated from Mu Yang's body, and his figure disappeared in silence.

Moss is still a strong earl in the end, his intuition is very keen, and in the speed at which Mu Yang breaks through the speed of sound, he still sees Mu Yang's figure, as well as the cold light, which seems to be able to cut off this piece of heaven and earth.

A feeling of being on the verge of a great enemy made Moss's hair stand on end, and the blood and qi all over his body instantly burst out, protecting his body. The ten-fingered claws slammed forward, each claw tearing the air apart, forming dozens of extremely sharp wind knives, slashing towards Mu Yang's body.

At this moment, Mu Yang's sword light has come, his expression has been calm as autumn water, the sword light and the wind knife meet, as if the blade of the sword and the paper touch, in an instant, those wind knives were chopped off, scattered around, those fragments of the wind knife attached to the blood and qi fell into the water, and even cut the surface of the lake, and a huge crack appeared more than one meter deep.

"Who the hell are you!"

It's just one move, Moss can no longer be calm, this is by no means the strength that an innate grandmaster should have!

"Su Jiang, Mu Yang!" Mu Yang just set his eyes on the two strong men with solemn faces in the distance, and his calm voice slowly sounded.

"You are the Master Mu who hunted the strong people overseas?" Moss's face was solemn, but there was a momentary loss of concentration in his eyes.

He ...... Is he Master Su Jiangmu?" Shi Xiaotian and the others looked at the slender figure of Muyang in the distance, and a wry smile flashed in shock.

This young man named Mu Yang turned out to be Su Jiang's Mu Master?

Three swords to kill Turme, and it is rumored that this master of Mu traveled all the way west, hunting overseas powerhouses, facing the siege and killing of more than ten innate grandmasters, one person exterminated more than ten grandmasters, known as the innate invincible demon who can kill the great grandmaster!

Oh my God!

The ten Northwest Grandmasters suddenly found that their previous actions and words were ridiculous.

Faced with a dragon that went out to sea, but thought it was just a long worm, and some people showed remorse and even fear, if this master pastor asked them to settle accounts because of their previous disrespect, wouldn't they definitely die?

The surrounding overseas powerhouses also heard Count Moss's words, and everyone was hairy on end at this moment, looking at the indifferent figure on the surface of the lake as if they were looking at a devil.

At this moment, Moss's laughter broke the silence, "There is a Tianbang Tianjiao appearing, don't the two of you show up?"

In the next moment, two huge waves exploded on the surface of the lake, and the two black dots were rapidly magnifying.

Those were two figures, no, the momentum was ...... Two Great Grandmasters!

Grandmaster Huaxia was horrified, and the hope he had seen was shattered again at this moment.

Because...... Those are the three great masters!