reborn as emperor

Chapter 782. Chapter 782.

Yang Mucheng remained silent.

Looking at the old monk quietly.

Without words, he understood the purpose of the old monk's visit.This old monk is much stronger than Cong Yuanhua.If one had to compare Cong Yuanhua, then the old monk's cultivation was like an ancient beast, while Cong Yuanhua was just an ordinary monster.

"Old Devil Yang, all the disciples I taught with all my heart died at your hands!"

"Even my beloved disciple was killed by you!"

"Today, I will take your life!"

There was a cold light in the old monk's eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and forced himself in front of Yang Mucheng.

Suddenly.

The town seemed to be shaking, and a crack spread along the sole of the old monk's feet.At first there was only one crack, but after half an inch, it turned into three cracks.For every inch of progress, it will triple, and when it reaches Yang Mucheng, there are already tens of thousands of lines.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Yang Mucheng already carried Lu Yao'er and flew into the sky.And the tavern behind him was already torn apart by this huge crack.Not only the tavern was not spared, even the hill the tavern was relying on was completely smashed to pieces at this moment.

"Lu Yaoer, run away!"

Yang Mu rolled up his sleeves and sent Lu Yaoer hundreds of feet away.

"I didn't expect the murderous Old Demon Yang to care so much about the people around him. Don't worry, I'm just here to kill you today, and everyone who sees my face will die! Remember my name, Hua Tianci After entering the underworld and on the bridge of Naihe, don't forget whose hands you died in!"

Yang Mucheng's body was still in the air, just as he sent Lu Yaoer away, Hua Tianci had already swept over.Even at this moment, in an instant, he came to the top of Yang Mucheng, and Hao Ran punched him down!
"I have to take revenge on the murderer!"

"Old Devil Yang, take your life!"

Hua Tianci's thin and shriveled fist came slowly.

This punch was like a desperate blow of a dying old man, but in Yang Mucheng's eyes, it was very powerful.He didn't dare to be negligent at this moment, the real dragon armor appeared directly, and he put his hands in front of him to protect him.

"Boom!"

this moment.

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

"Wow!"

Even if the real dragon armor removed seven points of Hua Tianci's punch, the remaining three points still shook his internal organs into dislocations, and the blood flow in the meridians was reversed here.He hit the ground with his back, smashed the ground into a depression, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Huh? Not dead..."

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

"Revenge for disciples? Hey, you bald donkeys, all of you are full of benevolence and morality. You are only allowed to kill others, and you are only allowed to set fire to the state officials... Your disciple died in my hands. I can only blame them for their inferior skills. I killed I killed the disciples of the outer sect, and the disciples of the inner sect came to seek revenge on me. I killed the disciples of the inner sect, and you came again, will all of your sects come here next?"

Yang Mucheng stood up slowly.

This old monk at least has the cultivation level of the late Zifu, and even reached the peak.

The real dragon armor can block the full-strength blow of the subduing magic pestle, but it can't stop his hateful punch. Now that the real dragon armor has dimmed after this punch, I'm afraid that if another punch is made, the real dragon armor will also be damaged. It will fail and shatter completely.

"Old devil Yang, I know you have many tricks, no matter what you say today, you will die! My disciple is so big, how can you kill him?"

Hua Tianci's eyes are serious.

"Hey, no matter how great your disciple is, how can you be as big as me? Old Dog Hua, if I don't die today, I will lead Wan Dao Sword Sect to crush your sect in the future!" Yang Mucheng looked at Hua Tianci, his eyes were cold Munson ran. "You would rely on your sect to kill people, so wouldn't I? Do you think I don't have a sect?"

Hua Tianci snorted coldly, with cold eyes: "I know you are the great-uncle of Wan Dao Sword Master! Originally, I thought Cong Yuanhua could kill you alone. After confirming the insurance, I brought him the Zongmen Jiangmo pestle. Unexpectedly In this way, he will be defeated by you."

"As for stepping down my sect, I'm afraid you have no chance! Because, I will personally kill you!"

Done.

Hua Tianci opened his eyes angrily, and a Buddha figure suddenly appeared behind him.This giant Buddha is [-] feet tall, with five-color divine lights flashing behind him, and it is many times stronger than Cong Yuanhua's.As soon as the billowing Buddha's light appeared, he immediately threw out a palm.

Hua Tianci knew it in his heart.

Yang Mucheng's identity and background were too terrifying, he didn't dare to be negligent, so he planned to kill the opponent as soon as he made a move, absolutely not giving Yang Mucheng any chance of surviving.Otherwise, as Yang Mucheng said, the entire sect would be completely razed to the ground!

boom!
This terrible palm bombarded, and the entire decadent town was completely razed to the ground at this moment.When the earth exploded, a huge palm print appeared.This palm print is hundreds of feet wide.However, this is just palm wind.

crackling-

Crazy explosions sounded all around, and the air seemed to be squeezed crazily.

"Woo~"

And at the center of this palm strike, Yang Mucheng felt even more, as if a terrifying Mount Sumeru had crashed on his shoulder.At this moment, all the bones in his body were crackling.And the real dragon armor, which was originally dim and transparent, could no longer hold up under this terrifying palm, turning into an afterglow and quietly disappearing.

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

because.

He has never been someone who gives up easily.Facing this horrifying giant palm, he clasped his palm, and a scarlet red thing that looked like it was made entirely of blood appeared between the palms. This is exactly the Demon Subduing Pestle!
"Subduing Demon Pestle!"

"Old Demon Yang, you really killed Cong Yuanhua! You even took the Demon Subduing Pestle I gave him!"

Seeing the things in Yang Mucheng's hands, Hua Tianci's eyes frantically showed killing intent, he pressed down with his big palms, and at this moment, the huge and monstrous Buddha's palms in the sky more than doubled, as if overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the earth with black clouds Attacking towards Yang Mucheng.

"go with!"

And Yang Mucheng also gritted his teeth, and quickly blasted out the Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand.

A whistling sound resembling a night walk of a hundred ghosts spread wildly, and it resounded through the entire town in an instant.Just when that palm was slapped in front of Yang Mucheng, the Demon Subduing Pestle was already carrying monstrous magic flames, like a tumbling mad river soaring into the sky, and then it was shaken together with the Buddha's palm heavily.

(End of this chapter)