reborn as emperor

Chapter 74. 73. Yellow Rank Low-Grade Martial Skills
As soon as Yang Mucheng said this, the faces of everyone present changed.

"It's too much!"

Ren Shui shouted sharply.

Although Xia Guo's national strength is prosperous, the powerhouses in the Tongmai state are not rotten cabbage on the street. If these two powerhouses in the Tongmai state cut off their hands and feet, it would be tantamount to becoming a useless person!
Who is Yang Mucheng?Emperor Daqian, a strong man who can connect the veins, he has shown mercy by not killing your whole family.

"Little friend, do you want to take revenge on our Great Xia Kingdom?" The skinny old man next to the princess spoke slowly, his eyes full of ferocious killing intent.

"So what?" Yang Mucheng stood up slowly and said slowly.

"Since this is the case, the old man has no choice but to take action!" The skinny old man broke through the crowd and walked towards Yang Mucheng.

Seeing the skinny old man make a move, everyone on the Xia Guozi side was overjoyed.

The thin old man's name is Zhao Zhongmu!

Although he is old, he is a real mid-stage Tongmai strongman, and he is the head coach of the previous generation of the Xia Kingdom Imperial Guards.Although it has been said that he has not shot for many years, but the remaining prestige is still there.If he makes a move, he will definitely be able to chop Yang Mucheng under the sword!

Seeing this, Ren Shou clapped his hands and shouted: "Old Mu, kill this arrogant boy!"

Princess Xia's beautiful eyes were wide open, and she looked at Yang Mucheng without blinking.

As a little princess, she has never seen such an outstanding person.No matter how outstanding those people are, Mr. Wang and grandson, generals and princes, compared to Yang Mu, they are like dust, not worth mentioning.

"Go ahead!"

Yang Mucheng stared at Zhao Zhongmu with his hands behind his back.

A gleam of anger flashed in Zhao Zhongmu's eyes. He originally wanted to teach Yang Mucheng a lesson, but the other party's indifferent attitude was a humiliation to him!

"Accept!"

Zhao Zhongmu stepped on the sole of his foot, and his inner strength exploded. With his right foot as the center, the ground was torn apart inch by inch, and stone slabs were lifted up one after another.And Zhao Zhongmu, with the help of this explosive power, shot towards Yang Mucheng like a crossbow.

This punch was too strong, and the strong wind brought it directly crushed, and everything in everyone's vision was smashed to pieces.Even the surrounding space seemed to be pierced by Zhao Zhongmu's punch!

"Master, be careful!"

Lu Yaoer couldn't help crying.

Zhao Zhongmu's strength is much stronger than that of Mr. Zhao, He Yuntian, and Yin Tiancheng before. With just a simple blow, he has such terrifying strength that even Lu Yaoer can't help but worry.

'Worthy of being the chief coach of the Imperial Guard, I have seen such power with one punch and one kick, and I have seen it in this life, enough to die without regret! Elder Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Zhongmu.

"Old Mu is too old, and his strength is no longer at the peak.But even so, it is enough to stand out from the crowd! ' He Yuntian sighed in his heart.

The princes and grandsons present were already dumbfounded.

For them, those who are strong in the Tongmai state are like dragons in the sky. They will never make a move unless it is a matter of survival.Previously, Yin Tiancheng was bombarded and killed by Yang Mucheng with one finger, and they thought that there was nothing more than a strong person in the Tongmai state.But now that Zhao Zhongmu made a move, they only knew the frightening thing about a strong person in the Meridian Realm.

"This kid is dead!" Ren Sulfur shouted angrily in a low voice.

"That's natural. Wouldn't it be easy for Mu Lao to kill him with such strength?" Zhu Ruohan smiled.

As everyone said, they looked at Yang Mucheng, all with playful expressions of 'see how you die'.

However, what happened next was a shock.

Facing Zhao Zhongmu's powerful punch, Yang Mucheng did not retreat but advanced, and slowly slapped it away.When everyone saw it, they couldn't help laughing secretly. How could Yang Mucheng's white jade like a woman's delicate hands be compared with Zhao Zhongmu, the chief coach?
Who wins and who loses will be decided with one blow!

boom!
The two fists shrouded in inner strength collided head-on, and then the two forces hidden in them also exploded in an instant.

"what?"

When he collided with Yang Mucheng's fist, Zhao Zhongmu's complexion changed, because he could feel the palpitating power coming from Yang Mucheng's fist.

This strength and inner strength are far stronger than him!
"how is this possible?"

With an unprecedented shock, Zhao Zhongmu let out a muffled sound, spat out a mouthful of blood, and shot out in a panic, directly flew out of the inn, and smashed hard on the deserted street.

But Yang Mucheng stood there without moving!
"This……"

Inside the inn, there was astonishment.

No one thought that even if Zhao Zhongmu made a move, he would not be the opponent's all-in-one enemy.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior!"

Zhao Zhongmu slowly got up from the ground, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and no longer had the idea of ​​continuing to fight, he glanced at He Yuntian and Zhao Lao, and said: "The two of you will do as the senior said, cut off your hands and feet! "

After hearing what he said, Zhao Zhongmu gave a wry smile, released his internal strength, and broke his hands and feet.

With a bang, it fell down like mud.

Elder Zhao's face was pale, he glanced at Yang Mucheng resentfully, and fled towards the outside of the inn with a whoosh.

"Want to escape? How can it be so easy?"

Yang Mucheng sneered, and waved his right hand forward.Everyone in the inn only felt a gust of wind coming, and soon saw a gust of wind being crushed into a wind blade by the internal force, whistling towards the front.Mr. Zhao had already escaped from the inn, his body was like a dexterous cheetah, and he rushed up to the house, but before he could escape to the distance, the wind blade had already chopped off his head.

In an understatement, kill a strong meridian.This scene almost made everyone's eyes pop out.

"Senior, are you satisfied with this explanation?" Zhao Zhongmu looked at Yang Mucheng with a wry smile.

Yang Mucheng shook his head, and said: "I gave you a chance before, but you didn't know what to do, so you insisted on fighting with me. How can it be so easy to leave?"

Zhao Zhongmu laughed miserably.

He didn't dare to bargain with Yang Mucheng again, he used up almost all his strength in the previous punch, hitting Yang Mucheng's fist was like blasting on a copper mountain, and he couldn't shake the opponent at all.Even the power of that punch shattered the bones of his right hand. It was a breeze to kill them with this kind of strength.

The other people in the inn were also silent and shut up. Even people like Zhao Zhongmu didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Yang Mucheng. If they dared to speak nonsense, wouldn't they be easily crushed to death?
"Senior, I have a low-grade Huang-rank martial art here, please accept it!" Zhao Zhongmu respectfully handed a hand-copied cheat book to Yang Mucheng. "I'm a junior, but I don't know Taishan with my eyes, so I ask you, my lord, to spare us!"

Yang Mucheng squinted his eyes——

Huang-rank low-grade martial skill: pointing the star finger!

(End of this chapter)