A drop of spiritual liquid, allowing Muyang to cultivate to directly ascend to the second level of the spiritual vein realm, has already caught up with Chen Lingfeng.

Now that he was full of strength, Muyang couldn't help but want to vent.

However, a quarter of an hour has passed since the start of the war, and the effect of the spicy strips has dissipated.

Therefore, Mu Yang was not in a hurry, and took out another spicy and spicy strip and ate it.

This time, he didn't even bother to eat potato chips.

There's no way, the strength has soared, it's just so inflated.

You don't need to defend anything, just do it.

Looking at the disciples of the Jade Ding Sect who rushed over, Mu Yang shook his bangs and said, "I told you, in my BGM, no one can beat me!"

Mu Yang raised his sword and slashed at Hongcai, surging with riotous spiritual power, and there was a faint crackling sound of electric wires.

In Muyang's opinion, Hongcai's speed became like slow motion.

This is the all-round strengthening brought about by the improvement of cultivation, Muyang not only has increased his strength, but also his feelings are more keen.

He could even completely ignore the height of the knife behind him.

In Hongcai's eyes, Muyang was about to become an afterimage, and he couldn't figure out Muyang's location at all.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Yang had already appeared in front of him.

The two suns on the Longyang sword were shining, and the golden light was shining, and Hongcai was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes, and he had to put the sword horizontally in front of him.

Clang!

A crisp metal crash sound resounded throughout the grotto.

Hongcai only felt that his hand was loosened, and the long sword was broken in two!

Then a huge golden sword qi came over, and Hongcai hurriedly retreated, but he tripped over the stones behind him and fell to the ground.

And the golden sword qi just slashed at the inner thigh of him, just an inch away from the little baby in the middle.

Hongcai was so frightened that he almost fainted, and the cold sweat had soaked his back.

He looked at Mu Yang with dull eyes, and only then did he really feel that he was terrible, and he was like two people before and after.

And Mu Yang looked at the Longyang Sword in his hand and nodded with satisfaction, because the third sun was already half shining.

But at this time, Mu Yang smelled a peculiar smell, turned his head to look, and saw that Hongcai saw only two strands, as if it was wet.

"Damn, aren't you!

Muyang hurriedly covered his nose and raised his foot to kick Hongcai into the ring.

At the same time, Mu Yang felt a chill behind him, immediately quickened his pace, turned to the side, clenched his left hand into a fist, and slammed it on Gao Yuan's waist.

After Gao Yuan was hit, he lost his balance and slammed into the stone wall, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the knife came out of his hand.

"Ahem... How would you... So fast?"

Gao Yuan gritted his teeth, his face distorted, and Mu Yang's punch was beyond his expectations.

But Muyang didn't bird him at all, but slashed the lofty knife in two sections.

The third sun pattern of the Longyang Sword all lit up.

Airplanes!

A burst of sword blades swept around, as if announcing to the world that it had become a three-pattern spiritual weapon!

Then, Mu Yang directly put away the Longyang Sword, rubbed his hands, and walked towards Gao Yuan step by step.

"You dare to underestimate me!"

Gao Yuan held his crumbling body to death, and even dared to swing his fist at Muyang.

But what greeted him was Mu Yang's heavy punch that hit the door directly!

This punch directly smashed Gao Yuan's nose, and the nosebleed soared, Gao Yuan only felt that his eyes were dark, and his brain was buzzing.

At this time, he couldn't figure out why the second level of the spiritual vein realm in Muyang District could be so fierce.

Then, Mu Yang opened his bow left and right, and slapped Gao Yuan's face one by one.

Syllable!

"Ahh

Syllable!

"Ahh

The sharp slapping sound and Gao Yuan's heart-wrenching screams echoed through the grotto like a symphony.

After a while, Gao Yuan's face turned red.

After a while, the whole turned into a pig's head.

Hongcai in the ring, looking at Gao Yuan's tragic situation, didn't dare to step forward at all, and even secretly rejoiced, fortunately, he was disgusted because of incontinence, otherwise he might be the one who is beaten up now.

After all, he was the one who spoke cruelly before the war.

After almost thirty breaths, Mu Yang shook his hand and blew.

His own palms were numb, and Gao Yuan had already fainted and was unconscious.

Muyang dragged his feet, fell hard, and threw him into the ring.

At the same time, there were two more bangs, and the two figures also smashed into the ring.

It turned out to be Elder Guo and Elder Liu.

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Qi, and saw that he was sorting out his clothes.

Mu Yang gave a thumbs up and said, "Seventh Master Cow Batch." ”

Xiao Qi's strength was somewhat unexpected by Muyang.

He originally thought that it would be very difficult for Xiao Qi to deal with two elders of the same level at the same time.

Now it seems that he is playing with ease.

Mu Yang walked into the ring and couldn't help but smack his tongue when he looked at the tragic situation of the two elders.

Each of them had a blue nose and swollen face, and there were multiple sword wounds on their bodies, and the worst thing was that Xiao Qi shaved their hair!

Two shiny old bald heads.

"Tut-tut, Xiao Qi, you're too ruthless. ”

Even Muyang has to admire, as an elder of a sect, now that he has become bald, won't he be laughed at when he goes back.

Xiao Qi patted the dust on his hands, stood in front of Shuo Tian with his hands, and said lightly to Mu Yang: "You deal with them." ”

"Okay. ”

Mu Yang squatted down, touched the brain of Elder Guo who was wailing in pain, and said with a smile: "Little bald head, weren't you bullish before? Why aren't you crazy? I didn't expect it? The seventh master is so fierce, can't you bear it?" ha." ”

When Xiao Qi heard Mu Yang's ridicule, he always felt that something was strange, so he glanced at Mu Yang.

Then, Muyang stood up and kicked the four people one by one, screaming endlessly.

When Muyang was tired of kicking, he divided five by two, twisted the four people together and piled them up into a ball.

He also deliberately put Hongcai on top, and the heads of the two elders happened to be stuck between Hongcai's legs.

Hongcai's pants were still wet, and unknown liquid was constantly dripping.

Click, click.

Both elders wanted to die.

They glared at Mu Yang viciously, eager to eat him.

However, they did not dare to open their mouths to speak, because if they opened their mouths, the liquid would drip into their mouths......

Xiao Qi felt so disgusted when he saw them like this, and turned away in disgust.

After cleaning up the four of them, Mu Yang came to the bronze seat.

It seems that Shuotian has no difference in what is happening outside, immersed in the world of inheritance.

What specific changes have changed, Muyang can't see it.

Muyang could only ask Xiao Qi: "How long does he need to be?"

"I don't know. ”

"Oh, okay, just wait. ”

Mu Yang kicked the stone at his feet in boredom, suddenly remembered something, and raised his head again and asked, "Xiao Qi, did you ask me to drink that thing on purpose?" Do you know what kind of pain I have!"

"Ahem... What's wrong?"