reborn as emperor

Chapter 737 737. I have the confidence to kill you! 【Third update】

Yang Mucheng looked up.

However, the person who came was a burly man with a distance of two meters and five meters, like a little giant.He was covered in an armor made of fine gold, like a golden god of war, and he looked very terrifying.Even some of the body-training fighters in this market town looked like children when they stood in front of him.

now.

He stood there, looking down like an eagle, sizing up Yang Mucheng.The long knife in the right hand was only three feet away from Yang Mucheng, but it pointed secretly at Yang Mucheng's brow.

"Who is he? Why is he dressed like this?"

"If he doesn't speak, I'll treat him like a stone statue. Isn't he tired wearing this armor?"

"Shh, that's Conglongrong!"

Someone whispered.

"Cong Long Rong!"

As soon as the name came out, the originally bustling market town suddenly became quiet at this moment.

No one knew where this god-like man came from.When people saw him, he was wearing a pair of pure gold armor, and even occupied a mountain village in Haotianzhou as king.It is said that his armor made of pure gold is not used for protection, but to suppress a certain skill he has cultivated.

but.

He rarely came out of the cottage, how could he come to the market town this time?
Moreover, judging from the tone of his previous speech, it didn't seem like he was here to exchange things, but rather like he was here to find fault.

Everyone looked forward one after another.

But see.

Yang Mucheng raised his head slowly, looked at the fine gold sword pointing at the center of his eyebrows and said indifferently:
"The fine gold sword is a mid-grade weapon of the black rank. A piece of fine gold the size of an ear of wheat weighs ten catties. Your fine gold sword is 1.5 meters long and about three fingers wide. It has been forged and smelted, at least It weighs about [-] catties, and most people can’t use it, so it’s a good knife!”

call--

As soon as Yang Mucheng said this, everyone realized that Cong Long Rong was actually wearing pure gold armor.This set of armor might be as heavy as a mountain, but this man walked on the mountain like walking on flat ground, without making any sound.

For a moment, everyone looked at Cong Long Rong's gaze, and suddenly became a little more afraid.

"I'm afraid the visitor is not good!"

Someone whispered.

Sure enough, Cong Longrong smiled faintly and said, "Old Devil Yang, I don't know if you died under this knife, do you think it's worth it?"

"You? I'm afraid you are not worthy to take my life!"

Yang Mucheng smiled faintly.

"And what about me?"

At this time, there was a sound from the crowd, but it was a man in black who spoke.With a 'crash', the man took off his black robe, revealing his true colors.I saw that he was a normal-sized bald man with a strange magic pattern tattoo painted on his head, which covered half of his face like a flame, and sneaked into his chest along his neck.

He looked extremely gloomy and cold, but within ten steps, it was like a furnace, and the scorched mouth was parched and retreated one after another.

"Why is he here too?"

"Master Minghuo, abandon Yanhong!"

Some people's pupils contracted and they quickly backed away.This is a strong Yuanying Consummation, and he is also an existence who occupies the mountain as the king. Although his cottage is just a small force that is not in the mainstream, basically no one dares to step on it without looking.

It's all because of the existence of Qi Yanhong!
"not enough!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

"What if you add me?"

The voice just fell.

There was a terrible vibration in the distance, and the crowd dispersed like a tide with a 'crash', revealing the other party's figure.But he saw the man riding a saber-toothed tiger more than three meters high, also with a bald head, and looked half monk and half secular.

"Honorable Tiger King! Yin Tianjue!"

Another strong Nascent Soul Consummation appeared.

Are these three people coming for Yang Mucheng?

"Is this enough?"

Cong Long Rong held the fine gold Taidao in his right hand, and asked with a smiling attitude, as if everything was well planned.

"It's still a little bit worse! Since you've already come, let's all come out!" Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"What a big tone, to say that it's still close? Count me in, do you think it's enough to buy your life?"

There was another sound.

However, a thick-backed, middle-aged man with a bald head in his forties or fifties left the crowd and walked over.This middle-aged man's face was full of red, and he looked young, but his eyes were extremely old. The moment he appeared, he caused another commotion.

"Li Kantian, why is he here?"

"Four Nascent Soul Consummated experts, who are they to deal with such a kid?"

At this time, the surrounding crowd almost groaned.

Notice.

Yang Mucheng is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he actually attracted four strong Nascent Soul Perfectionists.

"Who said four, and Lao Tzu!"

At this time, a man with a gloomy complexion, who had been unknown for a long time and was not noticed by the crowd, sneered, straightened his body abruptly, and stepped forward a few steps.A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his suppressed aura swelled wildly, and he was once again a strong man with a consummated Nascent Soul.

"Zhou Hanshui!"

"He's here too!"

These five Nascent Soul Consummation experts are not only overlords, but also extraordinary in strength.There is no shortage of things like killing people and massacring cities.Usually, they all occupy one side, who would have thought that they would gather together now, it is shocking.

For a moment, Yang Mucheng was directly surrounded by five Nascent Soul Consummation experts.

"Anymore?"

Yang Mucheng frowned and continued.

"Haha, of course there is!"

Cong Longrong laughed loudly and said, "Come out!"

At this moment, the outer disciples of the Heavenly Demon Shura Temple who had been hiding in the crowd all appeared together.However, these people don't have the cultivation level of Yuanying's perfect realm as before, but reach the peak of Yuanying, the late stage of Yuanying.

More or less, there are hundreds of people.

"ssssssssssssssssssssssss out~"

Seeing this scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

There are so many people, so many terrifying existences, if they are counted together, they are enough to compare with a top seven-tier sect.

"Lin Yeshi, I already knew you were not dead!" Yang Mucheng looked away, saw the thin and small old man among the crowd, and immediately laughed. "I've been waiting here for you to show up!"

"Uncle Master, I don't know if you have a master of the sect?"

Lin Yeshi asked with a smile.

"No!" Yang Mucheng simply shook his head.

"Uncle Master, I don't know if you have broken through your cultivation recently?" Lin Yeshi asked again.

"No!" Yang Mucheng still shook his head and said.

"Master Uncle, are you two and one monster the only ones who come to the market town this time?" Lin Yeshi continued to ask.

"Yes!" This time, Yang Mucheng finally nodded.

At the same time, Lin Yeshi also closed his eyes, those Senhan's eyes hung firmly on Yang Mucheng's body like hooks, and his voice became cold and cold at this moment.He said with a smirk:
"Old devil Yang, you have neither the protection of the masters of the sect, nor your cultivation has broken through to the level against the heavens. This time it is only the two of you and one demon in the market town. What confidence do you have?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyelids slightly, and grinned:
"I have the confidence to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)