reborn as emperor

Chapter 692 692. Impossible square things

Although they are both in the Nascent Soul stage, there is a gap.

Although Yu Quanchen is in the middle stage of Yuanying, in Yang Mucheng's eyes, he is no more than the top [-] in the spirit sword list.

natural.

This is not an exaggeration.

In the mid-stage Nascent Soul of the 36 sects including Wan Dao Jianzong, their combat effectiveness is at least dozens of times higher than that of Yu Quanchen.The gap between the two sides is not only in the skills, martial arts, blood, and weapons.It's like a prime minister in the ordinary world and a prime minister in the martial arts world. The official ranks between the two are exactly the same, but the power they possess is worlds apart.

now.

In Yang Mucheng's eyes, these Nascent Soul fighters are like this.

"too poor!"

"Even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it's only at this level!"

"You don't even have the qualifications to let me use the Demon God Sacrifice!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head secretly.

He was bored too.

At this moment, the protruding right hand retracted abruptly, raised a finger, and pointed out a startling finger.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Yu Quanchen closed his pupils.

This move is so terrifying that it has even surpassed the power that the most advanced martial arts of the Xuan rank in their sect should possess.Facing this finger, he could only stare wide-eyed, watched the other point, and lightly slammed it on his forehead.

"boom!"

Under a pair of shocking gazes, Yu Quanchen disappeared like a bubble, and even his Nascent Soul was killed in this instant!

"My God!"

At this moment, even Lu Yao'er couldn't help exclaiming.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that Yang Mucheng killed the power minister in the mid-Yuanying period with just one finger!
"Hehe, that's senior's shock finger! Earth-level low-grade martial arts!" Wang Renjie couldn't bear the sense of superiority. "However, this is not his real bottom line."

"This senior...the sage is only a half-step Nascent Soul, how can he be so powerful?" Lu Yaoer looked at Wang Renjie, saw that the other party was coming with the sage again, and asked carefully.

Wang Renjie shook his head and said, "Lu Yao'er, you don't have to be like this. I'm just senior's servant, just following along. As for why senior is so powerful, it's because these people are too weak!"

too weak!

Lu Yaoer's heart trembled.

Wang Renjie said with a smile: "Senior learned the best martial arts, practiced the best kung fu, and used the best weapons in Wan Dao Sword Sect. This Jiangcheng Liye Sect is just a small faction of the seventh level, so it can It’s not as good as my former Yin Gui sect. Even if their suzerain came in person, I’m afraid they would die in the hands of seniors within ten strokes!”

Is it?

Lu Yaoer looked at the sky.

But see.

After Yang Mucheng killed Yu Quanchen with one finger, he was like a tiger entering a herd of sheep.Even the strong in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul are not his enemies, let alone the existence of these early stage Nascent Souls?

"Dare to break into my Daqian Dynasty?"

"Dare to covet things in my country?"

"Today, I will let all of you deepen your memory!"

Every time Yang Mucheng said a word, he made a move.Whether it's the finger of shock, or the armor of the dragon soul, or the golden body, they are all revealed at this moment.He was ready to show his prestige, and these Nascent Soul fighters happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, so he would not be polite.

Many Nascent Soul powerhouses, looking at Yang Mucheng who was killing all directions, felt terrified and fled in a hurry.

"This is the land of Dagan. It's easy for you to come, but it's not so easy to leave!"

Clang!
Yang Mucheng swung the Xingluo Xuanye Sword and swept it horizontally.

When the sword was swung, it was like a giant blade sweeping across the sky.

"Bah!"

Within a radius of one hundred feet, the air was chopped apart.A black sword glow swept away along the sword body, like a black flame sweeping across the sky, tearing all Nascent Soul warriors into nothingness as they passed.

Jianmang ignores everything and can't do anything!

Not only did they tear apart their bodies, but even the Nascent Soul didn't run away.

in a blink.

Thirty or forty Nascent Soul powerhouses died on the spot, with no bones left!
"This……"

"This is Old Devil Yang?"

Seeing this scene, the warriors present felt their scalps go numb, and they lost their voices in horror.

It wasn't until the last strong cause was beheaded that Yang Mucheng slowly fell down.Looking at the gestures of many panicked warriors, he slowly collected the energy and blood of dozens of Nascent Soul warriors into his body. After a while, he couldn't help frowning, and said with a wry smile:

"Sure enough, it's still the case!"

At first.

As early as the time when Wan Dao Jianzong, Bei Chenhong and Zhang Yusheng committed suicide and apologized, Yang Mucheng raised his cultivation level to the peak of half-step Nascent Soul.But it's a pity that no matter how much he absorbs Qi and blood, he can't break through the shackles and reach the real Nascent Soul realm.

Therefore, along the way, he deliberately did not kill, did not absorb energy and blood, and prepared to break through the shackles in one go!

But did not expect.

Now the qi and blood of these more than 30 Nascent Soul warriors have been absorbed into his body, but there is still no reaction at all.It's like a bucket that's already full of water, no matter how much you fill it, it won't hold it anymore.

"It seems that we still have to find an opportunity!"

Thinking in his heart, Yang Mucheng's eyes fell on the group of warriors who coveted the treasures of heaven, spirit and earth.

"Where is the Dragon Hall?"

"Where is the big master?"

"Where is the Black Banner Army?"

boom!
At this moment, tens of thousands of people were shocked and stood up in unison. A terrifying killing intent of gold and iron horses swept wildly at this moment.

"kill!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

boom!
The voice fell to the ground, sonorous and powerful.

The Kuroshio formed by the Black Banner Army has already risen crazily, rushing towards the warriors quickly.Originally, the killing of those Nascent Soul powerhouses who rushed over had already made these warriors frightened and lost their fighting spirit.Now facing the counterattack of the Daqian imperial army, these people are also scared to death.

On this day, the blood flowed for three thousand miles.

The defense line of the Daqian Dynasty, which was originally in danger, was completely dissolved because of the appearance of Yang Mucheng alone.Heads were piled up into mountains, and the smell of blood lingered endlessly. Countless carrion vultures circled in the sky, making ear-piercing and terrifying cries.

Those warriors who were hiding in the dark and originally wanted to break through the blockade and reached the sea, saw the hundred-meter-high 'Top Mountain' from a distance, and were too frightened to take a step forward.At the same time, the battle on the plain caused the long-lost title of 'Old Demon Yang' to spread quietly again.

Among the large tents of the Chinese army, Yang Mucheng sat at the top.The jumping bonfire casts a boundary line between light and dark on Yang Mucheng's face, outlining hard edges and corners.

Countless old subordinates looked excitedly at the emperor who had been away from the dynasty for more than half a year.

"Tell me, what happened to the Dagan Dynasty after I left for more than half a year!"

Yang Mucheng asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)