reborn as emperor

Chapter 1123 1123. Peak duel [Seventh update, end today]

boom!
At this moment, the shocking attack has already swept in all directions, covering the sky and covering the sun.

Obviously.

The people of Mara Tianxiang Temple have learned to be smart now.They wanted to take advantage of their numbers and completely crush Yang Mucheng, without giving him the slightest chance to come back.

"As expected of the Moluo Tianxiang Temple..."

"With so many people killed, I'm afraid Old Devil Yang will also have a headache!"

"Look, he moved!"

Amidst this burst of exclamation, Yang Mucheng moved.

but.

To everyone's surprise, Yang Mucheng's target was not these ordinary monks at all.But the old abbot!
Facing the coercion of the infinite attack, and the gust of wind surging in the vastness, instead of retreating, Yang Mucheng took a step forward.The strong wind rattled his robe, and his long hair flew back, revealing an extremely calm face.

Facing the sweeping attack, Yang Mucheng stepped forward.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the entire ancient temple of Mo Luo Tianxiang Temple also shook three times, as if a terrible earthquake had erupted.At the same time, the purest inner strength in the body also burst out, directly rushing to a height of more than a thousand meters, even compared to the old abbot!

Then, Yang Mucheng burst out with such an incomparable momentum, rushing fiercely towards the old abbot!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, Yang Mu's achievement is like a hurricane that destroys the world, directly blasting the endless attacks into the void, and even blasting and killing the monks who stood in front of him on the spot.He is like a god-killer who is unrivaled in the past and present, who kills gods when he meets gods, and kills Buddhas when he meets Buddhas.In an instant, he had already rushed in front of the old abbot.

"Great Mara, be merciful!"

The old abbot had already responded the moment Yang Mucheng made a move.But I saw him put his hands together and pronouncing the magic number.

Then, it also soared into the sky, carrying the terrifying bloody Buddha wheel and rushed towards Yang Mucheng viciously!
In the next moment, these two forces, which were powerful enough to destroy the world, collided fiercely.

"how?"

"How about the confrontation between the old abbot and Old Devil Yang?"

Feeling the terrifying force of impact, everyone's eyes turned forward, they wanted to see who had the upper hand in this most direct collision of forces.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

These two are actually on par!
"If the old abbot hadn't been injured before and hasn't recovered yet, how could he not be able to take care of even Old Devil Yang?"

"Yes! If the old abbot is still in his prime, he can be killed with just one move!"

"Let's hurry up and help the old abbot!"

Seeing this scene, the monks around all looked at each other, and quickly rushed into the sky, wanting to intervene in the battle between the two.

However, when they flew towards Yang Mucheng one by one, a gray light shot up into the sky, quickly stopped in front of everyone, and a petite figure appeared.

This is not Arsenal, who else could it be?
"This is a battle between Emperor Yang and the old abbot, no one is allowed to intervene!"

Arsenal's voice was harsh, and his eyes swept across the crowd.

"This is Old Demon Yang's woman..."

"Yeah, she also came here with Old Devil Yang!"

"We caught her and threatened Old Devil Yang to submit!"

When everyone saw Arsenal coming out to stop him, they were taken aback for a moment, and then reacted one after another. They shouted violently and rushed towards Arsenal.

Apparently, they regarded this petite girl who seemed to have no strength to restrain a chicken as a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will!
"Humph!"

Seeing these guys rushing towards him, Arsenal snorted coldly.

She slowly raised her hands, and three thousand black hairs rolled up, each one soaring to hundreds of feet, and each strand of hair was turbulent with pieces of shining gray light.When the endless long hair fluttered like a waterfall, a burst of furious roar erupted at the same time, and the huge war slave had already come riding the wind, with a mountain-like body, once again blocking the direction of everyone killing Yang Mucheng.

Asianu, holding the Mingyu Battle Spear, is wrapped in a Nether Ghost Armor that is completely condensed with evil spirits, like a terrifying ghost king from the Nine Nether Abyss!
"If you want to intervene in the battle between the two of them, you have the ability to beat me!"

The domineering words came from Arsenal's mouth.

Simultaneously.

The aura from Arsenal's body also poured out unreservedly.All the monks of Mo Luo Tianxiang Temple who felt this breath couldn't help but look Yi Bi'an.

Only then did they know that this seemingly unattractive and non-special girl next to Yang Mucheng was actually a big ghost king, a big ghost king whose cultivation had reached the realm of the divine way!
When facing this big ghost king, they didn't know what to do for a while!

"As the emperor of the Dagan Dynasty, Emperor Yang is more than enough to deal with the old abbot. As for you little ones, you are not worthy of him personally... Let me kill you guys for him!"

boom!boom!boom!
When the aura climbed to the extreme, Arsenal made a move directly.

With a sudden swing of the Mingyu battle spear in her hand, dozens of balls of gray flames were immediately bombarded.

These dozens of gray flames were incomparably strange, without a trace of temperature, and even a group of flames fell into the bushes and went out directly, without showing the slightest power.But it was such a weird flame that quietly changed the colors of many monks present, with horror written all over their faces!

"This is the flame that directly burns the divine sense!"

"Quickly get out of the way..."

One by one, the monks fled towards the surroundings with frightened faces.

Obviously, they know the horror of this gray flame!
however.

How could Arsenal let these people escape?

With a light step on the sole of her foot, the war slave under her immediately had a feeling.It was full of leaks, and the wings full of holes flapped with a bang, carrying a majestic hurricane, soaring into the sky quickly, and directly caught up with a fleeing monk.The huge bone claws grabbed it directly forward, and with a 'click', it was crushed to pieces.

This terrifying scream immediately made everyone present tremble.

"With your cultivation level, you want to intervene in the battle between the two of them?"

Arsenal looked at the monk who was crushed like a toy by the war slave with a sneer, and his cold voice resounded on the Moluo Tianxiang Temple!
a time.

There were two battles in the entire Mo Luo Tianxiang Temple.

One was a peak duel between Yang Mucheng and the old abbot.

The other scene was the massacre of Asianu's bloodbath at Moluo Tianxiang Temple.Just when Asianu made his move, the battle between Yang Mucheng and the old abbot also reached a fever pitch at this moment!

(End of this chapter)