The entire beach is flooded with a torrent of swords!

The length of the hurricane lion is tens of meters, but in the tide of heavenly swords, it seems incomparably small.

Rumble!

Under the heavy blast of the boundless sword light, the brilliant brilliance completely exploded, filling every corner of heaven and earth, and even the deep water area far away from the land was rendered into a golden color.

Looking at the beach again, it is like a bright sun rising, and energy fluctuations sweep through the eight wildernesses, destroying all tangible substances.

Luckily, people ran out.

Luckily, the palace and the shops are still some distance from the beach.

When everything is calm, the originally wide beach will crumble, and it will be full of ravines brought by sword marks!

Thick smoke rose into the sky, like the scene of a disaster.

The hurricane lion disappeared, and Wang Zhanyang also disappeared, seemingly turning into particles and disappearing in place.

Only a cloud of golden blood was left floating in the air.

It was the bloodline of the hurricane lion that Mu Yan had intentionally left behind, and it was only under the layers of collapsing sword light that it was lucky to survive.

"Lian!" Mu Yan's fingers shook their fingers.

The golden blood was churning, constantly compressing, purifying, and condensing, and finally rushed out of the phantom of a golden lion.

The lion phantom was inexplicably pulled and floated to Mu Yan's body and was absorbed into it.

Mu Yan suddenly felt that the strength of his blood veins had increased again.

The Hurricane Lion brings the power of the wind and the magic power of a great storm technique.

Mu Yan took a deep breath and felt endless power circulate in his body.

Each increase in the bloodline of a fierce beast brings about the mutual promotion and mutual enhancement of the previous bloodline.

"Recently, the strength has increased too fast, and it is still necessary to keep the level at the same time. Mu Yan clenched his fists, even more eager for the realm of Tianzun.

Magical powers and tricks are just means, level is the foundation, without strong level support, everything is in vain.

If he was the same Tianzun, Mu Yan would not have exhausted his means to defeat Wang Zhanyang with great effort.

But finally, without using the Demon Yuan Sword, he killed Tianzun once!

Although it was after five consecutive strength boosts......

Mu Yan's wings fluttered behind him, and he flew back to the door of Jingle Palace with a whoosh.

At this time, seeing that the shaking stopped, someone poked his head out of the main hall.

Fortunately, when the Hurricane Lion appeared, they hid far away and were not affected by this battle.

"Who won?" asked the first person to poke his head out.

Mu Yan smiled dumbly: "I'm standing here, who do you say wins?"

The man was a little cute, stunned for a moment, and then said, "You beat Tianzun to death?"

Mu Yan nodded.

The man gave a thumbs up and said, "Oxpie, buddy." ”

Then he shouted behind him: "Everyone come out, the fight is over, Shushan Mu Changge won, and the ancestor of the Wang family lost." ”

Many people came out, but with regret on their faces.

"I knew that I won the bet on Mu Changge and lost a lot of money. Someone sighed.

When Mu Yan heard this, he almost fell on his head.

Why did they bet on the battle of life and death on their side, or did they bet on the spot?

Seeing that Mu Yan was very kind, someone couldn't help but become bold, and said, "Mu Changge, you are so handsome, can I touch your armor?"

Mu Yan is now wearing a golden battle armor and holding the Saint King Sword in his hand, he is really like the primeval god king coming to the world, and he is extremely heroic.

Faced with this speechless and funny request, Mu Yan couldn't cry or laugh, but he still nodded.

"Wow, this armor is super handsome, is it made of gold?" the man sighed.

Mu Yan thought about it, what was shipped in the Zodiac Star Palace should be made of gold.

The number of onlookers continued to increase, and Mu Yan felt very awkward, as if he had been taken out for exhibition.

There are even girls who secretly touch Mu Yan's arm, which is very bold.

"Mu Changge, why don't you be the boss of our Jingle Palace!" I don't know who shouted.

His proposal was immediately responded to by everyone!

In their opinion, Mu Yan is so kind and powerful, much better than the Wang family, with such a boss, why not do it?

At this time, Qingtian's father and daughter also emerged from the crowd.

Qingtian snorted, threw himself into Mu Yan's arms, and said, "I'm really worried about me, Mu Yan, you're fine." ”

Mu Yan smiled: "Uncle, didn't I tell you, I'm a real person." ”

The corners of Qingtian's mouth twitched: "Are you an ordinary real person? Even Tianzun was ...... by you."

Mu Yan smiled but did not speak.

"Huh, Uncle Qingtian, why do you call him Mu Yan, isn't he called Mu Changge?" a girl asked.

"My name is Mu Yan, the Dao name is Changge, and all positions above the Shushan Elder must have a Dao number. Mu Yan explained.

"Wow, he's really approachable, easy-going, and answers any questions patiently. The girl next to her sighed.

Mu Yan was speechless, it felt like a star was attending a fan meeting.

A little bit of behavior is a sensation.

"Boss, boss, I'll recognize you as our boss. ”

Some people chanted, and people kept joining the team, and in an instant they merged into a torrent of shouts.

There are more and more people in front of the gate of Jingle Palace, and it is almost thousands of people shouting, and the sound is soaring to the sky.

Mu Yan felt that his brain was buzzing, so he became the boss of a stronghold for some reason?

Suddenly, there was a loud shout in my ears!

"It's that young man, whose name is Mu Changge, who killed many people in our Wang family. Second uncle, and all the sword envoys, you have to be the master of our Wang family!"

I saw a young man coming, followed by three middle-aged people.

The young man was very ordinary, but the three middle-aged people, with arrogant expressions, seemed to be big people with great power.

"Is the sword envoy from the Protector Mansion?" The onlookers immediately became very nervous, and they obediently backed down automatically, opening up a path.

The middle-aged man at the head is called Wang Tianheng, who is the sword envoy of the Protector Mansion, and is also a member of the Yanjing royal family.

The reason why the Wang family's power in Yanjing is monstrous has a lot to do with Wang Tianheng's identity as a sword envoy!

After all, the Protector Alliance Mansion is in charge of the alliance martial arts world, and is the boss of all martial artists, and often a single sentence can decide the fate of many family sects.

That's power!

That's the background!

The young man's name is Wang Jin, he is the third generation of the Wang family, and he is a young man in Yanjing.

The three sword envoys, including Wang Tianheng, were called by him when he ran back to the alliance.

At this time, Wang Jin swaggered in front and opened the way for the three sword envoys, not to mention how proud he was.

Seeing that the crowd was avoiding, Wang Jin was even more complacent in his heart, and at this time, he saw Mu Yan standing in front.

"You kid, you have killed so many people in our Wang family, and now that the sword of the Protector Mansion has arrived, you can arrest it. Wang Jin shouted.

Mu Yan sneered and was silent.

At this time, Wang Jin found that the ancestor Wang Zhanyang was gone, and subconsciously asked, "Where did the ancestor go?"

He went to ventilate and report the news, but he didn't see the scene of Wang Zhanyang being killed at all!