Chapter 177 Big Storm Technique! The Boss of Jingle Palace (Please Subscribe, Third Update)

The entire beach was submerged by the torrent of swords!

The length of the hurricane lion was tens of meters, but it seemed extremely small in the tide of swords.

rumble!

The boundless sword light struck hard, and the gorgeous brilliance exploded completely, filling every corner of the world. Even the deep water areas far away from the land were rendered into a golden color.

Looking at the beach again, it's like a bright sun rising, energy fluctuations sweeping across the wasteland, destroying all tangible matter.

Luckily people were running out.

Fortunately, Jingle Temple and those shops are still some distance from the beach.

When everything calmed down, the originally wide beach collapsed and was filled with gullies caused by sword marks!

Thick smoke rose into the sky, like a disaster scene.

The Hurricane Lion disappeared, and Wang Zhanyang also disappeared, seemingly turning into particles and disappearing in place.

Only a ball of golden blood was left floating in the air.

That was the hurricane lion bloodline that Mu Yan had deliberately left behind, and it was lucky enough to survive under the sword light that destroyed the layers.

"Refining!" Mu Yan shook his finger.

The golden blood was churning, constantly compressed, purified, and condensed, and finally the shadow of a golden lion emerged.

The lion's shadow was attracted by an inexplicable force, floated to Mu Yan's body, and was absorbed into it.

Mu Yan instantly felt that the strength of his bloodline had increased again.

The Hurricane Lion brings the power of wind and the magical power of a great storm.

Mu Yan took a deep breath and felt endless power flowing through her body.

Each additional bloodline of a ferocious beast brings about mutual promotion and mutual reinforcement of the previous bloodlines.

"Recently, my strength has increased too fast. I still need to keep pace with the level." Mu Yan clenched his fists, eager for the realm of the Heavenly Lord.

Magical powers and tricks are just means, and level is the foundation. Without strong level support, everything is in vain.

If they were both Heavenly Lords, Mu Yan would not use all his means to defeat Wang Zhanyang.

But I finally managed to kill Tianzun once without using the Demon Abyss Sword!

Although it was after five consecutive strength increases...

The divine wings behind Mu Yan flapped, and he flew back to the gate of Jinle Palace with a whooshing sound.

At this time, when the shaking stopped, someone poked his head out of the hall.

Fortunately, when the Hurricane Lion appeared, they hid far away and were not affected by the battle.

"Who won?" asked the first person to poke his head.

Mu Yan laughed dumbly: "I'm standing here, who do you think wins?"

The man was a little silly, stunned for a moment, and then said: "Did you beat Tianzun to death?"

Mu Yan nodded.

The man gave a thumbs up and said, "That's awesome, buddy."

Then he shouted behind him: "Everyone, please come out. The fight is over. Mu Changge of Shushan has won, and the ancestor of the Wang family has lost."

Many people came out, but with regrets on their faces.

"If I had known that Mu Changge would win, I would lose a lot of money." Someone sighed.

When Mu Yan heard this, he almost fell down.

They were fighting life and death here, but why were they betting on it over there, or were they betting on the spot?

Seeing that Mu Yan was very kind, some people couldn't help but get bolder and said, "Mu Changge, you are so handsome. Can I touch your armor?"

Mu Yan is now wearing a golden battle armor and holding the Holy King Sword. He really looks like an ancient god king coming to this world, and he is extremely heroic.

Faced with this speechless and funny request, Mu Yan was a little bit dumbfounded, but still nodded.

"Wow, this armor is so cool. Is it made of gold?" the man sighed.

Mu Yan thought for a while, the ones produced in the Zodiac Palace should be made of gold.

The number of onlookers continued to increase, and Mu Yan felt very awkward, as if he was being put on display.

Some girls even secretly touched Mu Yan's arm, which was very bold.

"Mu Changge, why don't you become the boss of our Jing Le Palace!" Someone shouted.

His suggestion received immediate response from everyone!

In their opinion, Mu Yan is so kind and powerful, much better than the Wang family. With such a boss, why not do it?

At this time, Qingtian father and daughter also emerged from the crowd.

Qingtian threw himself into Mu Yan's arms with a whoosh, and said, "I'm really worried about you. Mu Yan, just be fine."

Mu Yan smiled and said, "Uncle, didn't I tell you that I am Master Dongxu?"

Qingtian's mouth twitched: "Are you an ordinary real person? Even Tianzun was defeated by you..."

Mu Yan smiled and said nothing.

"Eh? Uncle Qingtian, why did you call him Mu Yan? Isn't his name Mu Changge?" a girl asked.

"My name is Mu Yan, and my Taoist title is Changge. All positions above elders in Shushan must have a Taoist title." Mu Yan explained.

"Wow, he is really approachable and has a very easy-going personality. He patiently answers all questions." The girl next to him sighed.

Mu Yan was speechless, feeling like a celebrity attending a fan meeting.

A little behavior can cause a stir.

"Boss! Boss! I will recognize you as our boss."

Some people shouted, and people kept joining the team, forming a torrent of shouts in an instant.

There were more and more people in front of the Jing Le Palace. There were almost ten thousand people shouting loudly, their voices rising to the sky.

Mu Yan felt like his head was buzzing. He had become the boss of a stronghold so inexplicably?

Suddenly, a loud shout came from my ears!

"That young man, Mu Changge, killed many members of our Wang family. Second uncle, as well as all the sword masters, you have to make the decision for our Wang family!"

I saw a young man approaching, followed by three middle-aged people.

The young man was quite ordinary, but the three middle-aged men looked arrogant and seemed to be powerful figures.

"Sword wielder? Are you from the Alliance Protectorate?" Those onlookers immediately became very nervous, and they obediently gave in and opened up a path.

The middle-aged man at the head is named Wang Tianheng. He is the swordsman of Humeng Mansion and is also a member of the Wang family of Yanjing.

The reason why the Wang family is so powerful in Yanjing has a lot to do with Wang Tianheng's identity as the swordsman!

After all, the Protectorate Mansion is in charge of the alliance's martial arts world and is the superior of all warriors. It can often decide the fate of many aristocratic sects with just one sentence.

This is power!

This is the background!

That young man's name is Wang Jin, he is the third generation of the Wang family and a destined dandy in Yanjing.

He ran back to the alliance to summon the three sword wielders, including Wang Tianheng.

At this time, Wang Jin swaggered forward, clearing the way for the three sword wielders, not to mention how proud he was.

Seeing the crowd avoiding him, Wang Jin felt even more complacent. Only then did he see Mu Yan standing in front.

"You kid, you've killed so many people from our Wang family. Now that the Master Sword Master from the League Protector's Palace has arrived, you can just capture him without mercy." Wang Jin shouted.

Mu Yan sneered and said nothing.

At this time, Wang Jin discovered that his ancestor Wang Zhanyang was missing, and subconsciously asked: "Where did my ancestor go?"

He went to report the news, but he didn't even see Wang Zhanyang being killed!