Chapter 1515

"The thunder cloud has gone, and it should be time to deal with some troubles."

Turning his head, he just saw that the third ancestor of Murong was also looking at himself.

"What should I call you?"

"Lord Murong, my grandfather."

"Oh, it's disrespectful. I can't see that you are the third ancestor of Murong royal family.

According to legend, the Murong royal family has been handed down for nearly ten thousand years. In addition to the dead Lord Murong, I think you are the highest generation of existence.

if you fall here, perhaps, you will become a masterpiece. "

If we want to become a masterpiece, we must destroy the family.

For the powerful people in the world of Wulin, there are countless great powers. As long as the top one dies, the so-called extermination is no joke.

Curse, karma, bloody baptism And so on, a variety of means emerge in endlessly.

Anyway, in the Tianshen mountain, the Lord Murong is also on the same front. Now, facing the only third ancestor of the Murong royal family, Wang Yang feels very upset.

"Go back, for the sake of Lord Murong, I can regard you as never appearing."

Wang Yang felt that he was in the best temper now. The damned Lord Murong was fighting and killing himself at the beginning. He almost fell into his hands several times.

And the Murong swordsman is really disgusting. He seems to be a fly. From time to time, he appears around him and is very annoyed.

It's true that with the behavior of the Lord Murong and the elders of the Murong royal family, the Murong royal family will be able to live early if it is destroyed early.

But

Oh, my heart is too soft.

"Stop it, you little bastard. I'm a big Murong royal family. I have inherited it for thousands of years and tens of millions of people. Because of you, all of them are extinct. Today, who wants you to pretend to be here?"

Looking at Wang Yang's hypocritical appearance, Murong third ancestor just felt a bout of nausea.

Their Murong royal family has been inherited for ten thousand years. The Holy Lord suppressed everything and flourished. There are more than tens of millions of people?

However, all this, overnight, because of his existence, all died.

Tens of millions of wronged souls are staring at themselves all the time. As their third ancestor, how can they forget such deep hatred?

"Looking for a fight!"

Just now, I was still a good man. In a flash, he became a hell devil.

On the arm, the Dragon chants unceasingly, the fierce sword spirit, wantonly flies, turns into a strip of dragon, walking up and down the arm.

What a sword like dragon.

Anyone who sees this kind of Kendo magic will be praised in his heart.

Dragon claws!!

Wang Yang directly used his hands to show the Dragon claws. With one claw moving forward and a strong sword spirit, Wang Yang quickly swam away and turned into a huge dragon claw, which he grabbed at the third ancestor of Murong.

This is the magic hand.

However, the same dragon claw hand, which fell into Wang Yang's hands, has already walked out of his own way.

The best, though not necessarily the best.

The fierce sword spirit dragon turns into a huge dragon claw. One claw goes forward, and even the boulder will be smashed into sand. The gale is wantonly cut and captured towards the third ancestor of Murong.

"You..."

The third ancestor of Murong was very angry. The seventh step of his life, the God, in front of him, dared to show his paw to himself?

Simple is looking for death!!

The three ancestors of Murong, who were furious, took a decisive step and hit Wang Yang with one hand. The huge fingerprints, like even the angry God of fire, vowed to burn and refine the heaven and earth.

Is the sword spirit dragon claw more powerful, or the angry God of fire more terrible?

Between the two, they both have the belief that they will win. Who is stronger and who is weaker depends on the means of each other.

BAM, BAM, BAM

A series of explosions and big hands of fire contain the terrible power of burning everything. However, in the face of the domineering sword spirit and dragon claw, although the two are difficult to match up and down, the terrible sword spirit contains the terrible implication of killing everything.

Under such terrible sword spirit, the big hand of the flame was cut and exploded continuously.

For a long time, the big hand of the flame fell into the downwind.

"You..."

His eyes glared, and Murong's three ancestors were shocked.

However, there is no significant difference in the power between the two. However, in Wang Yang's sword spirit and dragon claw, there is a trace of essence. Even if the flame is high, there is no use at all under the substantive sword Qi. It is just to be killed.

"Damn it, how could you be so powerful?"

The third ancestor of Murong was absolutely unwilling to believe that he was even worse than Wang Yang.

However, the fact is that he has failed.

Although it is only a move, and he has the power to fight again, there is a substantial gap between the two.To cut the virtual with the real

"Well, do you know how strong I am?"

Faced with the shock of Murong's three ancestors, Wang Yang was very proud. However, looking at the guy in front of him, Wang Yang's anger did not diminish.

Even if you dare to call yourself a little bastard, you're looking for death.

"Kill!"

Take advantage of also not let go, vow to kill this son of a bitch, in order to comfort the grace of parents.

Big hand shot, now, is a great magic power - Hunyuan palm!!

However, Wang Yang's potential in his body has been condensed and quickly transformed into a dragon's sword Qi. If one palm is taken, it is a terrible sword Qi palm.

The brilliance of metal is shining, a sense of substance that is hard to hide.

"Damn it!"

It seems like an ordinary palm, but in fact, only Murong's three ancestors know more clearly what kind of terrible power is contained in this palm.

"Broken!"

This kind of palm is like the essence of sword Qi. If you can't stop it, you can only separate ten thousand swords. The so-called broken corpses will never have any difficulty.

He can see that Wang Yang's own cultivation has just succeeded in preaching and Lei Yun has just dispersed. However, his strength has been improved by leaps and bounds.

In particular, the terrible Dragon Sword spirit is extremely terrible.

Finally, the third ancestor of Murong was forced to use his own blood to inherit the great magic power, which was the change of the stars, and tried to move the terrible sword Qi palm to another place.

"Hum, although my dragon sword Qi consumes a lot of energy, I can't support a few moves at all, but it's definitely not something that you can easily remove."

Looking at the third ancestor of Murong, Wang Yang has made up his mind to teach this guy a lesson.

However, as Zhenyuan in his body quickly turned into mana, Wang Yang felt that the terrible thunder world weather was getting closer and closer.

I'm afraid it won't be long before I'm going to usher in the terrible thunder heaven.

"This damned Murong third ancestor has consumed me so much information."

Feeling that the sky of thunder is close to each other, Wang Yang's hatred for the three ancestors of Murong is even greater, because he has to consume a lot of internal information every time he makes a move.

This kind of details was prepared by Wang Yang in order to survive the double robberies.