Yang Mucheng was silent.

Quietly looked at the old monk.

Without words, he understood the old monk's intention. This old monk is much stronger than Cong Yuanhua. If you have to compare it with Yuanhua, then the old monk's cultivation is like an ancient fierce beast, and Congyuan Hua is just an ordinary demon beast.

"Old Demon Yang, all the disciples I taught carefully died at your hands!"

"Even my beloved disciple has been killed by you!"

"Today, I will take your life!"

The old monk's eyes shone with coldness, and as soon as his words fell, he stepped out and forced Yang Mucheng in front of him.

All of a sudden.

The town seemed to shake the sky, and a crack spread along the soles of the old monk's feet. At first, there was only one rift, but after half an inch, it turned into three. Every inch of advancement, it tripled, and when it reached Yang Mucheng, there were already thousands of roads.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Yang Mucheng was already coercing Lu Yao'er and flying into the sky. And the tavern behind him was already torn apart by this huge rift. Not only was the tavern not spared, but even the hill on which the tavern rested was completely shattered.

"Lu Yao'er, run away!"

Yang Mu rolled up his sleeves and sent Lu Yao'er to a hundred zhang away.

"I didn't expect that the murderous Yang Lao Mo would still care so much about the people around him. Don't worry, I'm just here to kill you today, and everyone who has seen my face will die! After entering the Yellow Spring and getting on the Nai He Bridge, don't forget who died at the hands of you!"

Yang Mucheng's body was still in the air, and as soon as he sent Lu Yao'er out, Hua Tianci was already swept over. At this moment, he came to the top of Yang Mucheng in an instant, and Haoran smashed it down with a punch!

"I can't help but avenge the murderer!"

"Old Devil Yang, take your life!"

Hua Tianci's thin and shriveled fist slowly smashed in.

This punch was like a desperate blow from a dying old man's breath, but it was very powerful in Yang Mucheng's eyes. He didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and the true dragon armor appeared directly, and he raised his hands to protect him.

"Boom!"

This moment.

Yang Mucheng was directly blasted to the ground from the sky.

"Wow!"

Rao is true dragon armor removed the seven points of power of Hua Tianci's punch, and the remaining three points still shook his internal organs out of place, and the meridian blood flow was reversed here. He slammed his back into the ground, smashing the earth into a dent and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh, you're not dead......"

Hua Tianci seemed to be very surprised that Yang Mucheng was able to take his punch, and his face was full of shock. "That's right, if you can kill Cong Yuanhua, you will naturally be able to catch my punch. I'd like to see how many times you can catch it, though!"

"Revenge for the disciples? Hehe, you bald asses, all full of benevolence and morality. You are only allowed to kill others, and only you governors are allowed to set fires...... Your disciples died at my hands, and I can only blame them for their inferior skills. I killed the outer disciples, and the inner disciples came to me for revenge. I killed the inner disciples, you are here again, will all your sects rush here next?"

Yang Mucheng stood up slowly.

This old monk has at least the cultivation of the late stage of the Purple Mansion, and has even reached the peak.

The true dragon armor can block the full force of the demon pestle, but it can't stop him from hating a punch, and now under this punch, the real dragon armor has been dimmed, I'm afraid that if there is another punch, the real dragon armor will not be able to support it and be completely shattered.

"Old Demon Yang, I know that you have many means, no matter what you say today, you will die! My disciple is a big man, how can you kill him?"

Hua Tianci's eyes were clear.

"Hehe, no matter how big your disciple is, how can you be so big? Hua Lao Gou, if I don't die today, I will definitely lead the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect to level your sect in the future!" Yang Mucheng looked at Hua Tianci, his eyes were cold. "You will rely on the sect to kill people, won't I? Do you think I don't have a sect?"

Hua Tianci snorted coldly, his eyes shining coldly: "I know that you are the uncle of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect Master! Originally, I thought that Yuan Hua alone could kill you." After confirming the insurance, I brought him the sect's demon pestle. I didn't expect him to be defeated by you. ”

"As for stepping on my sect, I'm afraid you won't have a chance! Because, I will finish you off with my own hands!"

After speaking.

Hua Tianci's eyes widened angrily, and the appearance of the Buddha suddenly flashed behind him. This giant Buddha, 1,200 zhang tall, flashed with five-colored divine light behind him, I don't know how many times stronger than Cong Yuanhua. As soon as this rolling Buddha light appeared, it was a rapid burst of palms.

Hua Tianci knew it in his heart.

Yang Mucheng's identity background is really terrible, he doesn't dare to slack off, so he plans to kill the other party as soon as he makes a move, and he will definitely not give Yang Mucheng the slightest chance to live. Otherwise, it would really be like what Yang Mucheng said, and the entire sect would be completely razed to the ground!

Rumble!

This terrible palm bombarded down, and the entire Decay Town was completely razed to the ground at this moment. Between the bursts of the earth, a huge palm print appeared. This palm print is hundreds of zhang wide. However, that's not all.

Crackling -

There was a frantic explosion all around, and the air seemed to be squeezed like crazy.

"Woo~"

And at the center of this palm, Yang Mucheng felt even more as if a terrible Mount Meru had suddenly smashed on his shoulder. At this moment, the bones in his whole body were crackling. And the original dim and transparent True Dragon Armor could no longer support it under this surging and terrifying palm, and turned into a piece of residual light and quietly disappeared.

But under this terrible palm, Yang Mucheng did not give up.

Because.

He has always been not a person who gives up easily. In the face of this terrifying giant palm, he clasped his palm, and a crimson thing that seemed to be made of complete blood appeared between his palms, which was the Demon Slaying Pestle!

"Demon Pestle!"

"Old Demon Yang, sure enough, you killed Cong Yuanhua! You actually took away the demon pestle I gave him!"

Seeing the thing in Yang Mucheng's hand, Hua Tianci's eyes showed a crazy killing intent, he pressed down with his big palm, and the huge monstrous Buddha palm in the sky actually more than doubled violently at this moment, as if the overwhelming dark clouds were pressing towards Yang Mucheng.

"Go!"

And Yang Mucheng also gritted his teeth and quickly blasted out the demon slaying pestle in his hand.

A whistling sound like a hundred ghosts walking at night spread wildly, and in an instant, it already resounded throughout the town. Just when the palm of his hand slapped in front of Yang Mucheng, the demon pestle was already carrying a monstrous demon flame, like a churning wild river that rushed to the sky, and then it shook heavily with the Buddha's palm.

(End of chapter)