Yang Mucheng reported forty-eight sects in a row.

Only.

This Gale Tiger King Sect, he didn't say. It wasn't because he had forgotten, but precisely because he remembered in his heart the bloody case committed by the Gale Tiger King Sect in the Great Qian Dynasty. This kind of bloody case, only if he does it himself, can he pay it off!

"The seniors are angry!"

Wang Renjie shook his head slowly.

When he was in Sunset City, Yang Mucheng didn't take out the token, and he was unwilling to bully the small in the name of his uncle and ancestor. But now, he actually wants to destroy forty-nine sects at once. You have angered the Emperor, and only blood can wash it off.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Then.

Zhao Hanxiu, the pavilion master of the Gu Wind Chain Pavilion, shouted angrily. Before, he was frightened by Yang Mucheng's words in the name of his uncle and ancestor. Not only him, but everyone present was stunned. After coming back to his senses, he was ashamed and shocked in his heart, he was actually frightened by such a hairy boy.

"If you are the master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, Lao Tzu will be the number one powerhouse of the Immortal Sect!"

Let out a roar.

Zhao Hanxiu had already stepped forward and plundered towards Yang Mucheng. However, before he could finish his angry words, he was greeted by a huge fist. This punch was taken under Yang Mucheng's side, and when the internal strength and blood were running, it was already blasted out like a cannonball.

Before Zhao Hanxiu came back to his senses, the punch had already hit him in the face.

"Bang!"

Suddenly.

The pavilion master of the noisy Gu Wind Serial Pavilion was blasted in the head by Yang Mucheng's punch.

"Stand down, I'm going to kill today!"

After Yang Mucheng killed Zhao Hanxiu with one punch, he only felt that the killing intent in his heart was not slowed down at all, but was churning like a raging fire.

"Boy, you're so daring, just because you have the ability to kill?"

Boom! Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of heavy footsteps, and every step on it seemed to trigger a small earthquake. Even, it was even more terrifying than the previous Mountain Tiger Heavenly Demon King. When everyone heard this voice, they were immediately startled, and they didn't know what kind of existence it was.

But when I looked towards the source of the sound, I found that the person who came was just a thin old man of about 1.4 meters.

"This one is strong!"

When the golden retriever saw the little old man, a pair of small eyes flashed with golden light, as if he wanted to swallow him in one bite and taste the taste. But seeing Yang Mucheng's cold gaze, it still shrank its head and didn't dare to intervene. At this moment, the Dragon Hall Ancestor and the Great Inner Masters all retreated together, leaving an area large enough for Yang Mucheng.

He said that he wanted to wash the Gale Tiger King Sect with his own hands, and no one dared to interfere.

"Lao Tzu is the Dragon Elephant Protector of Taishan Jingang Temple, let Lao Tzu come and understand the strength of you, the 'Master and Uncle Ancestor' of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect!"

The little old man said, already stepping on the soles of his feet and rushing towards Yang Mucheng.

His every move was like a beast in the wilderness. Although he is thin, the muscles all over his body are one by one, as if they are infused with steel. Under the surging of qi and blood, the whole body is even more golden, like a bronze man.

"Hehe, I'm also going to try the strength of this 'Uncle Ancestor'!"

As soon as the little old man's words fell, another burst of shouts rang out.

Contrary to the situation of the little old man before, what rushed out this time was a tall and thin young man, like a bamboo pole. His face was as gloomy as a snake, and at the same time as he appeared, he was walking towards Yang Mucheng like a dragon, silent.

These people didn't believe that Yang Mucheng was the master and ancestor of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect at all.

For these sects.

They were like ordinary people in the mortal realm, and the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect was like the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace. Yang Mucheng said that he was the master and uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, just as ridiculous as if someone suddenly appeared in front of you and said that he was an immortal in the sky!

However, even if they don't believe it, Yang Mucheng's identity is an unchangeable fact.

......

Nine days above.

Among the Thirty-Six Domains!

One by one, the disciples who were cultivating, and the disciples who were traveling in the outside world, were suddenly stunned.

"Uncle Shi has passed on the order!"

"What kind of sect is this Gu Feng Lianlian Pavilion, I've never heard of it!"

"Yes, what kind of sect is this Mountain Jiaoyin Xuanzong?"

"Whatever! Since Uncle Shi has given the order, then he can't be left behind!"

Boom! Boom!

Time.

Countless disciples frantically blasted out of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

......

Directly below the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

It was a second-tier sect. Although it seems to be very powerful, it is far from the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect. On this day, the disciples were cultivating. Suddenly, someone sensed something and looked towards the sky. This is a terrible sight, but I saw thousands of lights and shadows, flying down from above the Nine Heavens at a terrifying speed, rushing towards Hao Tianzhou's location!

"Meteors, such a large meteor swarm, it's really spectacular!"

"Idiot!"

"That's not a meteor, the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect at that time. It's rare to see so many strong people,"

"Yes, the only time was hundreds of years ago when the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect destroyed the Blood Night Gate. Sect Master Jin Lieyang personally led the team, and even those elders of the Transformation God Realm who were cultivating outside rushed back!"

"I don't know who didn't have long eyes and bullied the head of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect! This time, they really suffered!"

......

Gale Tiger King Sect.

The little old man was like a raging primeval tyrannosaurus with a gust of wind, and he had already rushed in front of Yang Mucheng. Yang Mucheng immediately punched him, only to hear a loud sound of 'dong', and the figure of the little old man flew out directly upside down, hitting several nearly thousand-year-old trees in the mountain gate, and several sect disciples who had no time to dodge were knocked out on the spot and vomited blood and flew out.

The little old man was directly embedded in a wall that was 100 meters high, but nothing happened.

"I didn't expect you, the little emperor, to be so physically strong, but you are a rare opponent. If you cultivate for another thirty or fifty years, you will definitely be able to compete with me. But you don't have that chance!"

Taishan Jingang Temple is a rare sect of body refining.

In the temple, all the monks are as strong as oxen. And he, the Dragon Elephant Protector, is even more terrifying, almost cultivating his physical body to the extreme. With his physique alone, he is enough to be comparable to the peak powerhouse of Yuanying.

"The so-called dragon elephant protector has the power of the dragon elephant! Every punch and kick has the power of the dragon elephant. Luo Jinsong said slowly: "Fighting him is the most tricky." He's like a brass scale, you hit him, and he's fine. If he comes to beat you, you might have to break your arm and leg. ”

Apparently.

Luo Jinsong also has a good understanding of the refining method of this Taishan Jingang Temple.

Even these existences, who are also at the peak of the Yuan Infant, will also feel very tricky in the face of this dragon elephant protector of Taishan Jingang Temple. However, at this time, a scene that everyone didn't expect happened, only to see Yang Mucheng actually took the initiative to rush towards the Dragon Elephant Protector!

At this moment, Luo Jinsong and the others, their eyes closed, and they shouted:

"How dare he?"

(End of chapter)