"Master, this old man's punches are soft, and his strength is less than one percent of yours, can he be Yang Mucheng's opponent?"

Gretel stared at the top of the mountain, saw Wu Jian raise his fist, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Is he too old and his strength has regressed too much?"

Chen Xuanfeng collapsed on the seat and swallowed a few pills before he stopped his injuries. Wu Jian raised his hand, he saw it really clearly. In his heart, the same idea also arose - Wu Jianyang is old!

In fact.

Not to mention Chen Xuanfeng's imagination.

Everyone present had this thought:

Old man, crane goosebump, unkempt head!

But the next moment.

Wu Jianyang's punch smashed the thoughts in everyone's hearts.

"Boom!"

It was obviously a weak punch, but it smashed out an earth-shattering loud noise, and the entire Huikong Mountain seemed to burst out with a thunderbolt, which shook the mountain violently. Immediately, Yang Mucheng's body shook, and under everyone's shocked gaze, his whole person exploded directly like a cannonball that was shot out of the barrel, and his feet swept past the ground, and he was directly bombarded from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain!

Quiet!

Back on the empty mountain, there was a dead silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

"Smash Yang Mucheng down with one punch and return to the empty mountain?" Chen Xuanfeng gasped. "This kind of strength is that my strength has been improved again, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

He had fought against Yang Mucheng, so he knew Yang Mucheng's strength better than anyone else. Although the other party only has the Xuanqi Grandmaster realm, his strength is no less than that of a real Xuanqi Realm powerhouse!

"The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen!"

Xu Chen said in a low voice.

Wu Jianyang, who used to be dominant, no matter how old he is, his strength is still not to be underestimated!

The people present were also sad in their hearts. When they saw Wu Jianyang, although their faces were respectful, they were actually not afraid of him himself, but of his two apprentices. But now Wu Jianyang's punch has sounded the alarm in their hearts!

"How is Yang Mucheng?"

At this time, everyone's eyes were looking towards Yang Mucheng's location.

But see.

Yang Mucheng retreated violently, like sweeping thousands of troops. Everywhere you passed, the rows of buildings in Huikong Mountain Town were razed to the ground on the spot, and from a distance, the dust in the sky was frantically rising, almost covering the sky. Wu Jianyang flicked his fingers, and suddenly set off a terrifying wind, blasting away the shrouded dust, making Yang Mucheng's figure gradually clear.

"Yang Mucheng, how about this punch? I only gave seven points of strength, it's still too late for you to quit at this time, if you really wait for me to make a move, you will have no way to live!"

Wu Jianyang shouted with his back hand.

You want me to give up my position as the one who speaks, you want me to cut off my hands, and you want me to quit the martial arts world?

Is it possible?

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Huikong Mountain.

"If you want me to quit, you have to have the ability!"

Rumble!

Yang Mucheng clenched his fists, and his internal strength burst out, and the pure internal strength swept out at this moment, covering his whole body like a flame.

Even if you were once a peerless powerhouse, even if you were a martial arts warrior and wanted me to quit the martial arts world, why should I be afraid of a battle?

With a stomp on the soles of his feet, a deafening sound erupted. In the next moment, Yang Mucheng shot out like a sharp arrow towards Huikong Mountain. He was menacing, his body was like lightning, and the place he passed was actually bringing up a wave of qi tens of meters high on the flat ground, although there was only one person, but the momentum of this charge was like a thousand troops, and almost in the breath it was already rushing back to the empty mountain!

"It's really stubborn!" Wu Jianyang looked at Yang Mucheng who rushed over, shook his head and sneered, but his voice sank suddenly: "Since this is the case, then let's die!"

Bang!

His eyes were grim, and he threw a punch forward. Hearing only the loud roar, an extremely condensed fist mark had already burst out, smashing towards Yang Mucheng. This fist mark was extremely strong, almost touching the ground, and when it swept by, it crushed the rocks on the ground inch by inch, turning them into powder, and in an instant, it had already hit Yang Mucheng's body.

Obviously, he wanted to knock Yang Mucheng back to the empty mountain again.

"It's too strong!"

Seeing this, Xu Chen trembled.

Wu Jianyang's cultivation like this is that he doesn't rely on his two apprentices, and no one in the martial arts world dares to argue with him!

"Get out of here!"

Yang Mucheng shouted angrily, and his right fist smashed directly, only to hear a loud 'bang', and the condensed fist mark was directly shattered. After smashing this fist mark, not only did he not lose his momentum, but he was even faster than before, and in an instant, he was already approaching in front of Wu Jian Yang, and his right hand was erected, turned into a sword, and slashed it down!

"Not good!"

Wu Jianyang's heart trembled, an unprecedented crisis pressed into his heart, and almost without the slightest hesitation, he immediately retreated, dodging Yang Mucheng's blow.

I just saw that this palm was split on Huikong Mountain.

When everyone was surprised why Wu Jianyang would retreat without a fight, Yang Mucheng's palm power exploded.

"Click!"

A devastating crackling sound rang out.

It was like a landslide and the earth cracked, and the sky fell like the earth. Everyone only felt a shock under their feet, and many people were directly shocked from the chair and fell down, and the Huikong Mountain, which was split by Yang Mucheng's palm, was actually split in half.

A crack spread from between Yang Mucheng's right palm, spanning the entire Huikong Mountain.

"This ......"

Wu Jianyang gasped.

Not only him, but the people present almost stared out their eyes. No one would be surprised if they did this, after all, their cultivation had already reached the Xuan Liquid Realm. But Yang Mucheng only has the cultivation of the Xuanqi Grandmaster, and the power of one palm can actually open the mountain and crack the stone, how terrifying is this?

At this time, Wu Jianyang was also screaming wildly in his heart.

If it weren't for his more than 100 years of combat experience, he would have chosen to retreat in time in the face of this palm, and I am afraid that he would be able to completely smash the muscles and bones of his whole body under this palm. Even if his second apprentice was present, it was difficult to say whether he would win or lose.

"How did this kid cultivate? At such a young age, not only did he cultivate to reach the Xuanqi Grandmaster, but his physique was even stronger?"

Wu Jianyang's heart trembled.

He was thinking about how to deal with it, but he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing towards him. Needless to say, this is naturally Yang Mucheng.

"Retreat!"

He shouted in his heart and hurriedly retreated.

But seeing that Wu Jianyang had just retreated, Yang Mucheng had already fallen like rain, and his right foot was like thunder and stepped on Wu Jianyang's previous position. This foot collapsed, like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the desolate giant beast woke up.

A wave of air visible to the naked eye tossed up a hundred meters in the air at this moment.

"Boom!"

There was a burst of sound in Huikong Mountain, like a broken watermelon, split into four petals!

Everyone who watched this scene was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.