reborn as emperor

Chapter 979 979. How? 【Second update】

"who is it?"

"This……"

A bunch of eyes looked towards the closed door.At this moment, the closed door of the cottage seemed to be slowly pushed open by a pair of invisible hands. As the door opened, a terrifying killing intent also flooded in like a tide.

At the intersection of the crowd's eyes, a black-robed, black-haired man wearing a hell mask walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Old Monster Yang!"

Mu Han cried out.

He never expected that he led the Xiefeng Building and had just come to Shatianlin to settle down, and before he even had time to search for the other party's location in a carpet style, the other party took the initiative to kill him.

"it's him?"

Wu Shanhe looked at the other party, and felt that the other party had only half a step of spiritual cultivation, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and a look of disdain quietly flashed in his eyes.

In the main hall, everyone sat upright.

Although the other party has only half a step of spiritual cultivation, he has almost stirred up the entire evil way with his own power during these days, and no one dares to neglect him.

but.

This time, with Wu Shanhe coming to help out, the people in Xiefeng Tower feel at ease.Mu Han, who was absent-minded, also immediately came back to his senses, staring at the mysterious Master Yang in front of him with a pair of eyes, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"You still dare to come here? Kill my four gods in Xiefeng Tower, and if you don't crush your bones, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart!"

"Why don't you dare to come?" Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, and responded with a sneer. "I'm leaving Shaking Forest today, so today I will use the destruction of your Xiefeng Building as my reward for leaving Shaking Forest!"

Come to kill Xiefenglou.

Yang Mucheng naturally has his own plans.

He kept chasing after him, if he kept following, the remaining months would be spent chasing and fleeing.It is simply impossible to meet the requirements of Mr. Elegant within the agreed time.

Therefore, he used the Xiefeng Tower as a reward to warn those forces of the evil way, so that he could leave here with peace of mind and look for the congenital sacred tree.

"Old Monster Yang, do you think it's possible?"

Wu Shanhe stood up slowly, shaking his robes, exuding a domineering attitude.He grasped it with his right hand, and the evil jade staff that had been scattered earlier came back again and came to his palm. "With me, Wu Shanhe, here today, you don't want to kill anyone in Xiefenglou. Of course, you have to be buried here as the price for provoking Xiefenglou!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Shanhe slowly raised the evil jade stick in his right hand and pointed it at Yang Mucheng.In an instant, the spiritual energy billowing around was drawn, turning into innumerable threads, forming silk ropes visible to the naked eye, winding towards Yang Mucheng.

Each silk rope is as thick as a thumb, rushing like a snake.Even if you are a strong divine mind, if you are entangled by so many silk ropes, you will be bound into a rice dumpling and unable to move.

"This……"

Yang Mucheng closed his eyes, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his expression.

Generally speaking, those with strong spiritual thoughts need to seal and chant mantras to circulate the power of heaven and earth, but this seems not to be the case for Wu Shanhe.Not allowing Yang Mucheng to be surprised, facing those spiritual energy threads, he pointed like a sword, and with a stir of his right hand, a ring-shaped sword energy swept out, and countless spiritual energy threads were cut off by him.

At this time, Wu Shanhe's second attack had arrived.

He smiled faintly, raised the evil jade staff slowly, and slammed it towards the ground.At this moment, the whole world seemed to be centered on him, and infinite rays of light swiftly poured down, gathering on Wu Shanhe's body.The broken silk ropes of spiritual energy entangled with each other, turned into a hundred-meter snake, and bit Yang Mucheng almost without warning.

"boom!"

Yang Mucheng slashed with his right hand again, and a twenty-foot sword glow struck the big snake.There was a loud explosion, and Jianmang and the big snake died together.

"Tie?"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd in the hall.

Quite a few people already looked sad.They originally thought that Wu Shanhe, the suzerain's senior brother, could easily kill the other party, but who knew that the first round of the fight was even the same.This scene naturally made them secretly worried.

"Idiot!" Mu Han shouted with hatred. "Didn't you guys see that the senior brother was completely playing with Old Monster Yang. In the previous two moves, he just moved his mind slightly and hit casually. But Old Monster Yang went all out!"

Mu Han narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The stage of transformation into gods is divided into three realms. Divine thoughts, divine ways, and seas of gods. Every master in the stage of transformation into gods can shake the wind and thunder with one thought, and frighten ghosts and gods with one thought! Old Yang It's because I don't have a spiritual sense, I still don't know how terrible the divine sense is!"

The three realms of the transformation stage are the process of manipulating the power of heaven and earth.

In this realm of cultivation, the power of a martial artist's moves will increase tenfold or a hundredfold.What's more, Wu Shanhe still has the evil jade stick in his hand.Ordinary divine sense is not an opponent at all.What's more, Yang Mucheng only has half a step of divine sense?

When Mu Han said this, all the elders of Xiefenglou's disciples came to their senses, and looked at Yang Mucheng, not as fearful as before, but more mocking and disdainful.

"Can you resist my two tricks? Good tricks, no wonder you can stir up half of the evil ways with your own power!" Wu Shanhe was surprised. Although he knew Yang Mucheng was strong, he had never come into contact with it from the beginning to the end.Now that they are officially fighting, this has a clear understanding.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yang Mucheng with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. "It's a pity that you didn't meet me before. If you had met me earlier, you would have died long ago!"

When he grasped it with his right hand, a vortex rose up in his palm, and finally formed a cyclone like a storm.The edge of the cyclone is extremely sharp, with a whistling sound of cutting the air, it seems that even steel can be easily torn.Then with a slight push, the blue cyclone flew out with a 'swoosh', a long air trail was formed in mid-air, and a sharp whistling sounded in the air, rushing directly in front of Yang Mucheng .

When he was at Longhu Mountain Villa on the spot.

Sun Changhai waved his sleeves, bringing up two long dragons with evil spirits.At that time, Yang Mucheng only felt that the other party's tricks were astonishing and terrifying.And Wu Shanhe's random push, compared with the evil dragon that swept across the world a few days ago, is as small as an ant, but its power is several times, even hundreds of times.

even.

When the cyclone spun, the violent hurricane it brought up was like a knife-cutting knife, and even Yang Mucheng's powerful body felt a faint stinging pain.

"not good!"

Yang Mucheng's complexion changed slightly.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how terrifying Wu Shanhe's strength was. His Nascent Soul was shocked, and his internal strength swept out like a tide, pouring into his fist.He slammed towards the small cyclone with a bang, only to hear a crackling sound of 'boom', and the small cyclone was smashed to pieces by Yang Mucheng.But at the same time, the power contained in the cyclone also completely exploded and poured into his body.

boom--

His body trembled, Yang Mucheng lost his balance and flew backwards.

When the cyclone exploded, it affected the wind in the world, and the ground under Yang Mucheng's feet was blasted with traces of knives and axes.Each knife gas sword mark is several feet long and bottomless.

"how?"

Wu Shanhe held the evil jade stick in his hand and looked at Yang Mucheng triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)