The sword is shining like a stream of water!

Invisibly flowing between heaven and earth, with sword lights shining, the entire hall seemed to have wonderful changes, and time seemed to stagnate.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the young strong man from the Disillusionment Palace in the crowd turned into a ball of blood mist and spread in the air,

The soul is broken, turning into light, scattered everywhere.

All the monks' faces changed. A strong man from the Four Poles and One Heaven was killed with one knife. Many saints looked at Yang Cheng, showing a solemn look.

Looking at the saints, Yang Cheng's face showed a hint of fanaticism. The saints of the saints from all saints gathered together,

The long-silent heart began to restless.

Immediately,

His momentum gradually rose, and his momentum spread out, covering the entire hall.

"Boom!"

Yang Cheng stands in the air, her sleeves swaying, and looks like a god or a demon.

"Qingxuan, are you declaring war on us?"

The young strong man from the Five Elements Palace who threatened to kill Yang Cheng looked at the killed powerful man from the Disillusionment Palace and shouted coldly.

When Yang Cheng heard this, he slashed it out with a casual knife.

The sword light suddenly appeared, and in an unstoppable posture, it turned into a meteor and headed straight for the man.

The sword light fell, and a crack appeared in the man's eyebrows.

In an instant, his whole body began to wither, his vitality dissipated, and directly turned into a dead bone.

In the air, Yang Cheng said nothing, and directly explained it with his actions,

His back is straight,

Facing the heroes, although they are alone, they are not alone, but instead give people a sense of vastness.

"Crazy!"

"This..."

"Kill another person! Does he want to leave here alive?"

"Killing four poles is like slaughtering a dog. Where did this ruthless person appear..."

Some monks talked about it and thought Yang Cheng was crazy. He didn't leave immediately after taking the treasure, but instead stayed like he wanted to challenge the world.

Dayan, Wanchu, Zifu, Jiang family, Ji family, Yaoguang, Daoyi, Yaochi and other holy places will last forever and be immortal. Their inheritance will be passed down to this day. Who dares to make trouble in front of them? But today,

Some people are doing such a thing when facing such a huge gathering.

Yang Cheng stood in the air, holding a knife, and his momentum spread out,

Many monks that attracted no one dared to look directly at them.

Many saints stare coldly,

Suddenly, the entire hall filled with murderous aura.

Now, if anyone kills Yang Cheng,

The ancient scroll, the Chaos Stone, and the exclusive sacred object of the Great Emperor, all things are almost the same. Of course, whether they will be robbed after getting it is another matter.

"Do it!"

"Kill!"

"Kill Yang Cheng and seize the holy objects!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and many monks attacked Yang Cheng.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng's long black knife in his hand became shimmering.

"Zheng!"

The knife light lit up like water waves.

With one sword, it performed countless changes, and the sword light swept away like a sky and earth. The entire hall was filled with sword light, with sword intent scattered and everything was cut.

"Dang, dang, dang..."

In an instant, the sound of weapons colliding in the hall continued, like a blacksmith.

"Ah!"

However, the next scene shocked all monks.

The sword energy is like frost and the autumn wind. All the life of the monks who were killed was taken away and turned into dry bones.

Dead!

Among the dry bones, in addition to those Taoist palace monks, there are dozens of powerful people in the fourth-level secret realm.

There is no blood staining the ground, only dead bones are left everywhere.

Yang Cheng stepped out of the air, wearing an ancient crown in a mysterious robe, standing there, as if he was like a god descending to earth, his whole body was straight and sharp, as if he was a peerless treasure sword.

All the monks looked extremely ugly, especially those who survived, looking at the white bones everywhere, their hearts were extremely desolate.

The hall, which was still boiling a moment ago, was silent and quiet and weird.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

At this moment, a sound of nature sounded, like a wave of fairy music, cleaning people's hearts.

Listening to the familiar voice, everyone turned around and saw a young female Taoist nun from the Taoist Holy Land appearing opposite Yangcheng.

Previously, she purified thousands of Yin soldiers and Yin horses with these four words. The supreme sound was shocking. Now these four words were chanted by her again, and everyone turned their attention to the two.

"Have you ever been there? Since you have obtained the magic treasure, why don't you leave? Why do you start a killing? I see that the Taoist has become a demon." The girl Taoist looked at Yang Cheng and spoke.

She has a long figure, a circulating charm all over her body, and her temperament is outstanding, giving people an extremely special feeling. However, it is regrettable that she does not reveal her true face and cannot see her appearance.

"Don't think that if you are good-looking, I won't hit you!" Yang Cheng looked at Liying in front of him and said.

Although she is not surrounded by mist and does not have the body of fairy light, she uses unique Taoist techniques and is united with Tao, so it makes people unable to see the true face clearly.

Yang Cheng's divine vision is hard to see clearly, not as sharp as practicing the eight or nine mysterious skills, but he practiced the Jade Book of Heavenly Emperor, with the magical time and magicality that others can't see clearly, but it is hard to see him.

When the young Taoist priest heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he showed a look of surprise and suspicion.

When others heard this, they were also stunned!

Yang Cheng turned his head and looked over her to the saints who had different thoughts. He was a little surprised, especially for Ji Haoyue. He thought he would be the first to take action, but he remained silent and watched coldly.

, It seems that it has become much more mature.

"Is it because of Yan Ruyu?" Yang Cheng seemed to have thought of something. It was also true that she had just helped Yan Ruyu. Now there is such an existence holding a great soldier, so it is normal for them to dare not take action.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng thought about it, and the ancient scroll he had obtained appeared in his hand.

"Everyone, I want to participate in this magical technique with fellow Taoists. I wonder which fellow Taoist can appreciate it?" Yang Cheng chuckled and said, "I deliberately" glanced at Yan Ruyu not far away.
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"Brush!"

Suddenly, a ghostly figure rushed away from Yang Cheng, and the speed was astonishing as it was.

"Haha..."

A chubby Taoist priest appeared in front of everyone.

Duan De!

He had already "snatched" the scroll from Yang Cheng's hand at an elusive speed. Looking at the scroll in his hand, he laughed at Yang Cheng, his mouth almost grinning at the ear.

This sudden scene stunned everyone.

But looking at the ancient scroll in Duan De's hand, everyone's eyes were extremely hot, and they turned their eyes to him.

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"Ahem, Master Duan has a good method!"

Yang Cheng coughed, as if he was about to hide his embarrassment.

Duan De looked at the crowd who were eyeing him and stuffed the ancient scroll into his arms.

At the same time, a dark and broken bowl appeared above his head, drooping ripples and protecting his body. After obtaining the scroll, he quickly landed on the ground.

"Wuliang Tianzun, everyone, you continue, I will keep the ancient scrolls for you first..." Duan De smiled and said, leaving.

"Master Duan, are you trying to leave?" Yan Ruyu moved her steps lightly, stood up, and looked at him with a smile.

"Princess Yan!"

Duan De looked at Yan Ruyu holding the Great Emperor's weapon and suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy, with a serious expression.

"Did Master Duan forget something?" Yan Ruyu's hand shone brightly, pressing step by step.
To be continued...