On the edge of Jiangnan, a Bentley drove slowly on the road.

Mu Yang looked at the heavenly list on the 'Huaxia' forum, and his face was a little solemn.

Are there only six people who have made it to the top of the heavens? The rest of the many grandmasters are only capable people...... With only six people, how could they stop as many as two hundred overseas grandmasters?

Mu Yang knows very well that the current situation in China is not optimistic, and those overseas forces have made it clear that they are determined to settle the Chinese martial arts world this time.

Along the way, from killing hunters, to killing the three major prefecture-level powerhouses of Goryeo with a sword not long ago, although it seems to be very smooth. But Mu Yang knew very well that the strong innate grandmasters who had entered Huaxia had only died more than twenty, and the sword protectors of the Longyuan group had died at least more than twenty.

If the power of more than two hundred grandmasters was all that, it would be really ridiculous.

Mu Yang's eyes were calm, he looked down at the four remaining Gathering Spirit Pills in his hand, and shook his head helplessly.

So far, he has swallowed two Gathering Spirit Pills, and the spiritual sea in his body has reached five zhang, and what he has to do now is to stabilize the spiritual sea with battle.

"Continue to the southwest!" Mu Yang commanded slowly.

Zhou Qianyu immediately started the engine and went to the southwest city. She knew that Mu Yang had been hunting those overseas powerhouses during this time.

Every time he hunted an overseas powerhouse, Mu Yang would swallow the Gathering Spirit Pill once, and after a short period of cultivation, he would look for the overseas former again. With the goal of the lives of overseas strongmen, the killing is decisive, and every time you can kill a move, you will never make a second move, and everywhere you pass, overseas powerhouses are all miserable deaths. Among the innate masters of Huaxia, how many people can do this?

has been with Mu Yang for a long time, Zhou Qianyu has become accustomed to this, and Mu Yang's means are almost endless.

Mu Yang sat in the car, feeling the power of his body, although he could ignore the shackles between realms, but both spiritual power and physical body need to be constantly condensed and sharpened in order to exert all their strength.

Only by squeezing oneself and constantly surpassing the limit can one make one's cultivation go further.

Those overseas powerhouses are attacking in a big way. Of course, he doesn't mind using these overseas powerhouses as his stepping stones, after all, for him, it's just a convenient move.

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In the southwest desert, a figure is walking slowly, this person is bald, wearing a monk's robe, his face is not handsome, but he can be regarded as a little handsome, and there is no sadness or joy in his eyes.

The darkness around him was already enveloped in darkness, and he had to walk slowly, but not slowly, and he hurried for several minutes.

The monk's footsteps slowly stopped, shook his head helplessly, his bright voice slowly resounded, and there was still no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"A few donors, who have followed the little monk for so long, should they come out and meet each other?"

"Hehe, he is worthy of being the second mantra monk in the heavenly list, his strength is really extraordinary!" In the night, a scarlet eye flashed, slowly appearing from the night.

Not only that, within a range of only ten meters behind him, a sturdy figure was slightly stunned, and then slowly moved forward, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, the essence and killing intent in his eyes surged, and the two daggers were playing in his hands, and from time to time there was a cold flash.

The monk sighed slightly, looked at the sky and the moon, and said slowly: "Two congenital masters, five congenital powerhouses, your donors are too heavy to kill, you should put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"Monk Mantra, today you will die at our hands!" A pair of cold eyes slowly appeared, wrapped in black mist.

"I heard that the strength of the mantra monk is amazing, as soon as the six-character mantra comes out, who will compete under the great grandmaster? Today, I will wait for the seven congenitals to pay a visit!" There is a woman wearing casual clothes, her appearance is only in her twenties, her handsome face can be faintly seen under the moonlight, but her eyes are full of forest.

In just a short conversation, seven figures appeared one after another, forming an encirclement, like a net of heaven and earth, and surrounded the monk of mantra tightly.

The two innate masters, the five innate grandmasters, even if the strength of the Shingon monk is already comparable to the great grandmaster, but they still have never stepped into that step, and if they are not careful, they will be besieged and killed.

The monk of Shingon knew that these seven people were probably here to shock him to death.

He clasped his hands together and saluted slightly, "Everyone is putting on such a killing situation, the monk of the truth already knows!"

Suddenly, his arms shook, and the upper half of the monk's robe burst in an instant, revealing a strong upper body, surging Buddha power condensed around his body, and his pupils were filled with golden rays, like a Vajra Buddha.

Om Boom!

The six-character mantra erupted in unison at this moment, and in an instant, the terrifying power of blood, witchcraft, fist gang, and the power of the Buddha that covered the sky staggered and bombarded in this night, under this terrifying power, the earth continued to tremble, and cracks spread one after another, as if the sky was falling apart.

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At the same time, all over China, overseas powerhouses that were originally hidden were all dispatched at this moment.

More than 200 overseas powerhouses, in this dark night, quietly appeared around many Tianjiao in Huaxia and made a siege and killing.

The female warrior monk was besieged by the ten congenital masters in Xishan, the little Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was besieged by the seven congenital masters in southern Xinjiang, and the killer list tiger was deeply pursued by the three congenital masters, and he did not know whether he lived or died. The powerhouse on the roof of the world was hunted down by the six great innate beings......

This is a bloody night paved with the life and blood of Huaxia Tianjiao!

All these plans are from the hands of Hongmen Gao Fei, who wants to cut off the future of Huaxia, and this plan is still known to the Longyuan Group after all.

"Dragon Lord!"

Mo Ye appeared in that dark room, his face solemn.

"But you need to go to the borderland now and kill Gao Fei!"

The dragon master of the Longyuan Group sighed slightly, looked at the more than two hundred stars in the starry sky ball, and shook his head slightly.

"Now go to the south of the border to do it, I'm afraid the big war will break out!"

"Smiling God, Goofy!" the Dragon Lord's voice became slightly solemn, "What a good means!"

"But since it's Huaxia Tianjiao, how can it be easily besieged and killed?"

She looked at the starry sky ball in front of her, several of which were dim and dull, but they were immortal and immortal, like a phoenix nirvana, with the potential to be reborn in adversity.

There was only one difference, although there were twelve stars around it, but that star seemed to be haunted by chaos, and even the twelve stars around it began to take on a dim color.

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On the Southwest Plains, a silver Bentley slowly stopped, and Mu Yang slowly got out of the car.

"You stay in the car!" said an indifferent voice.

Then he walked to the fields by the roadside, and under the moonlight, Mu Yang stood majestically in the fields, let the night breeze blow.

A pair of double pupils concealed murderous intentions, hidden in the fields, there were as many as twelve people, five of whom were even more murderous, and even Zhou Qianyu in the car in the distance was aware of it.

"Twelve Grandmasters, are you besieging and killing Tianbang Tianjiao?" Zhou Qianyu's voice was trembling, and his heart was full of shock.

Even though Mu Yang's strength was unfathomable, he had crushed the three major Innate Masters at sea, and not long before, he had bombarded several Innate Grandmasters.

But now there are twelve innate grandmasters, and even among these twelve innate grandmasters, more than one is an innate grandmaster, with such a terrifying lineup, can Master Mu continue to write his legend?

"I'm waiting for the twelve innate people, and I have the honor to besiege and kill Master Mu here today, and I also ask for advice!" a middle-aged man at the head of the twelve said slowly, his handsome face making people shudder.

"This is the Hongmen Demon God?" Zhou Qianyu recognized this person, but with her knowledge, I am afraid that only the demon god can recognize it.

Mu Yang's expression was indifferent, standing in the field, looking at the twelve imposing figures in the distance, his body shook slightly, and the jade pendant on his waist turned into a seven-foot long blade and quietly started.

Suddenly, Mu Yang grinned, and an indifferent and ruthless voice slowly came out, "This place is not bad, it is very suitable for burying ants such as you!"

"Bury us and other ants, is it really as Gao Fei said, it's so rampant!" the demon god Yang Kuo covered his mouth and laughed.

Even the eleven powerhouses behind him couldn't help frowning.

Am I just an ant?

"Whether we are ants or not still needs to be verified, but Mr. Mu may not be able to run away today!" said an overseas man with blonde hair and white skin.

Everyone was in no hurry to make a move, they knew that the person in front of them was a powerhouse who had crushed the three great innate masters with absolute strength, even if they were surrounded by twelve people, they would have to lose a few people.

"It's time to do it, kill him, we have to go and kill the rest of the Tianbang Tianjiao!"

Someone finally spoke, his voice was cold, his scarlet eyes were full of excitement to kill the strong, and the figure disappeared into the night.

Then several more people shot at the same time, and their bodies shot out, with a rapid sound of breaking the air, and in a few breaths, they flew from a distance. The leader is the Viscount of the Blood Clan who spoke out earlier.

"Die, Cain will allow you to throw yourself into his arms!" the Viscount of the Bloods, his scarlet eyes full of murderous intent, sharp fangs and claws unleashed at the same time.

The sharp claws were like sharp swords, stabbing straight into Mu Yang's chest.

At the same time, in the field, there are swarms of black insects overwhelmingly rolling towards Muyang, the speed is even faster than the speed of sound, this poisonous insect is even more terrifying than the previous Mogos insects, as long as it is touched by the poisonous insects, it will fall into paralysis, even the innate strong are helpless, and finally become the rations of this group of poisonous insects.

There is also a strong man on the killer list and a prefecture-level powerhouse in Goryeo Kingdom who also shot at the same time.

The dagger in the hand of the killer list powerhouse, shining in the moonlight, waited for an opportunity to move, wanting to give a fatal blow when Mu Yang escaped. And the prefecture-level powerhouse of the Goryeo Kingdom had already slaughtered in front of Mu Yang, and the wind was under his feet, and he tore the air apart just by relying on the strength of his physical body.

The four great grandmasters made a strong move, and the remaining seven grandmasters all tweaked the corners of their mouths, "Mr. Mu, do you think you still have a chance to win with such a killing game?"

At this moment, almost all of the twelve great masters had a smile on their faces, except for the four who made a move, the other seven were unmoved, their eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.

At the moment when the three of them attacked, the expressions of the three of them were sudden, and what the poisonous insects devoured, the sharp claws struck, and the whirlwind legs swept over turned out to be an afterimage!

"Be careful!"

The four of them were all people who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, and they reacted instantly, and immediately retreated backwards, while looking for Mu Yang's figure.

At this moment, an indifferent and ruthless voice sounded unhurriedly.

"Goofy just tells you, am I only rampant?"

"Or have you forgotten that rampant capital is built on absolute strength!"

The voice sounded, and the four of them looked around, and even the seven powerhouses who were far away on the edge of the field showed shocked expressions.

In the next moment, the seven-foot sword blade slowly swept by.

Slash the night with a sword!