"If you make a break, just rely on your little bastard to be worthy, the old man wants to kill you, and he can easily crush you with one hand!"

Condensation looked at Yang Mucheng, and his face became gloomy.

Yang Mucheng sneered: "Give this old thing to me, and the others will hand it over to you!"

Rise!

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mucheng was already the first to rush out.

Bang!

The disciples of Leng Feng Pavilion, who were standing in front of him, quickly grabbed the weapons in their hands and came towards Yang Mucheng to surround and kill.

For the reward of Leng Feng Pavilion, these people are extremely fanatical, as long as they can catch Yang Mucheng, their next life will be of infinite use.

Facing the warrior who was killing him, Yang Mucheng's face was calm, he had no intention of avoiding it at all, but directly grabbed it with his right hand and swept away!

"Boom!"

The terrifying killing intent swept across the square in an instant, and in an instant, dozens of sword qi quickly formed in front of Yang Mucheng's body, and then pierced forward, directly killing in front of these Leng Feng Pavilion disciples.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof......"

The brilliant sword burst out with unparalleled power. These Leng Feng Pavilion disciples who came towards Yang Mucheng were directly cut off their heads on the spot. Heads soared, full of astonishment and incredulity.

Then, the heads slammed into the ground. Seven or eight headless corpses fell to the ground like a felled tree.

These people who dared to stop Yang Mucheng were directly killed by Yang Mucheng on the spot!

"It's your turn!"

After the sword qi bombarded the martial artist in front of him, it blasted towards the condensation unabated. Yang Mucheng was a little bit of his right hand, and in an instant, dozens of sword qi instantly merged into one, turning into a ray of light that overlooked the heavens and the earth, and swept towards the condensation frantically with a terrifying posture that pierced everything.

"Little bastard, the one who killed my Leng Feng Pavilion...... Today, I'm going to let you know what dead words are and how to write them!"

Looking at the light towards himself, looking at the corpses on the ground that had fallen to the ground, his eyes widened angrily, and he directly burst out with all his momentum. The breath of the tide surged away, and in an instant, it surged in all directions.

The space in front of him suddenly flickered, transforming into infinite ripples.

"Bell!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the light that pierced through everything was blocked by the infinite ripples.

And at this time, the golden dragon had already been killed. It has reached the cultivation of the middle stage of Nirvana, and for these ordinary martial artists, it is almost a powerful and incomprehensible thing, and no one among these people can be his unanimous enemy at all!

"Zheng!"

The golden dragon clawed its claws, and the dragon halberd erupted with thousands of powers, and under the sound of the vast dragon's roar, it swept away suddenly.

Sweeping thousands of armies swept like a sweep!

The rolling demonic qi turned into a shocking ripple, like a flame all over the mountains, quickly swept out. Everywhere they passed, the corpses of all the warriors separated in an instant, and their heads rolled to the ground. Whether it is a building, a rock, or a tree, it is swept by this demonic wave, and it turns into powder in an instant.

"Stop it......"

Under a burst of cheers, more and more warriors rushed quickly. The three people who bore the brunt were particularly conspicuous, and they were seen holding a compass and stepping forward in one step.

The three of them pinched out a seal, and the strange compass suddenly hung in the air, and even burst out with a burst of sky-high light, sweeping towards the golden dragon.

"Humph!"

The golden dragon snorted coldly, and slashed it with the dragon halberd. A strange scene appeared, the light was like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, extremely viscous, and after being cut off, it turned into silk and wound towards the golden dragon again. At first, it was only three rays of light, but under the slash of the golden dragon, it turned into thousands of them.

"These lights are constantly chopping!"

Seeing this, Yang Mucheng frowned and reminded loudly.

When the golden dragon heard this, it suddenly came to its senses, it was no longer entangled with these rays, but one flew up, and its mouth was sealed. With the deep dragon voice resounding through the void, three thunderbolts slammed down in an instant.

"Smack!"

A burst of crackling sounds, and the three compasses burst open in unison, almost in no particular order.

At the same time, those strange lights also quietly disappeared. Without any resistance, the golden dragon rushed into the crowd again and went on a killing spree.

"Fight with me, and you dare to be distracted from other things?"

Seeing this, the anger in his eyes was even worse.

His footsteps moved, and he came directly to Yang Mucheng as if he had shrunk into inches. His eyes were clear, and he raised his right palm and slashed down, slamming it towards Yang Mucheng's head!

This palm is enough to split Huashan and drive the gusts of wind. The surrounding warriors were directly blown away by the wind swept up by this palm. Condensed self-confidence, under his palm, Yang Mucheng will definitely die!

"Hmph, you're just an old dog at the pinnacle of Nirvana, what qualifications do you have to dare to run rampant in front of me?"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly disdainfully, and turned his palm with his right hand to slash away.

In the eyes of others, it was almost an unstoppable palm, but it was opened by him casually. At the same time, he stepped forward and counterattacked with extreme speed.

If they came twelve days in advance, Yang Mucheng and Jin Long had not yet entered the ancient pagoda to cultivate, and only the early stage of Nirvana cultivation. At that time, it must have been quite tricky for them to deal with condensation. But now, condensation is just death!

"You!"

Condensation rage.

But he was even more shocked in his heart, Yang Mucheng's attack like a drop of mercury had swept in. Every blow of the opponent has been powerful to the extreme. The terrifying power was even more shocking, and the bones of his whole body crackled, almost falling apart. I don't even have a chance to fight back!

"I don't believe how long you little bastard can run rampant!"

Let out a roar of rage, the condensation teeth gritted, and the violent internal energy surged up, reaching the extreme. At this moment, the surging power poured into the limbs and smashed towards Yang Mucheng!

In front of countless people, he was actually repelled by a hairy boy, how could he bear it?

He wants to kill Yang Mucheng with one punch and completely get back on the field!

"Get out of here!"

Yang Mucheng shouted violently, and also swung his fist at the same time.

The two fists slammed into each other in a bang.

In the next moment, the condensed arrogant and domineering expression suddenly turned into shock. An unstoppable huge force surged out directly from Yang Mucheng's fist, churning like a tide, and directly rushed into his body.

"Wow~"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, and the condensation flew out directly.

When he got up again, he was the last man left in the huge camp!

Yang Mucheng and Jin Long surrounded them one left and one right. At this moment, the condensed complexion was difficult to see the extreme.

(End of chapter)