As Zhang Muyang finished speaking, the three Maoshan sects on the opposite side did not say much and bowed. After all, they were the ones to fight. Now, not to mention the wheel battle, they still fought against three. Even if they were thick-skinned, they were a little blushing at this time.

The three of them stepped on the seven-star direction, holding a floating dust in their hands. One of them in the middle whispered the magic trick and said loudly: "Maoshan Taoism, God-killing."

After the words came, a golden light suddenly rose. The man who chanted the man seemed to have a golden light lingering on his body. He originally had only the late stage of foundation building, but he seemed to have crossed one and became a half-step golden elixir: "Zhang Zhenren, be careful."

After the gods attacked, the man flipped his palm and a long sword appeared, which pierced towards Zhang Muyang.

Before Zhang Muyang could fight back, the remaining two men took out an ancient seal from their arms, threw it on Zhang Muyang's head, and muttered: "Three mountains and five mountains, kill the demons and give them to me!"

A calm mind actually released three zombies from his Qiankun bag, and instantly followed the sword man and rushed towards Zhang Muyang.

"Bang!"

Zhang Muyang slapped the old Taoist who was using the sword, and then kept dragging it upwards. The ancient seal that was originally smashed towards Zhang Muyang, which was carrying the overwhelming power, was grabbed by Zhang Muyang in his hand.

He whispered, "Is that the only thing? I suggest you use some means of looking at the house, otherwise it will be really boring." At the beginning, Zhang Muyang thought that these three people could bring him some surprises, but now he couldn't help but disappoint him. These so-called masters who came from the small world were just like this.

When the three of them heard this, their expressions changed slightly. It was not because Zhang Muyang's words were confused. They were orthodox descendants of the Maoshan School, and their mood was not so unstable. It was because Zhang Muyang not only broke the sword skills of the first person, but also thought that the ancient seal that they could cause some trouble for Zhang Muyang was broken by Zhang Muyang casually. The ancient seal was held in his hand, like a toy for a child, and there was no room for resistance.

As for their zombies, they were even more unbearable. Before they reached Zhang Muyang, they were glared back by his eyes. Before they could do anything, they all lay directly on the ground.

"Form a formation!"

Seeing that Zhang Muyang had his spells broken by Zhang Muyang, they did not dare to test again, and directly formed a formation and prepared to use the strongest means.

Zhang Muyang did not disturb their actions, but stood there and watched with interest. He had never touched the Maoshan Sect's formation before.

After the three of them formed a formation, their original momentum suddenly changed. When they were superimposed on each other, the momentum could vaguely compete with Zhang Muyang.

"The golden dragon comes to the world!"

As the three of them shouted, they took out a talisman from their arms. The talisman spontaneously ignited without any ignition, and changed into a golden light in the air. The golden light was powerful and turned into a five-clawed golden dragon when it pounced on Zhang Muyang.

This Golden Dragon came to the world and was one of the magic spells of the Maoshan Sect. It has great power and countless enemies who died under this magic method. This should have been a Taoist technique that can only be used in the Golden Elixir Stage. Now the three of them formed a formation and used it, which is quite good, but it is just good.

Zhang Muyang looked at it and couldn't help but shake his head. This golden dragon is just a good example, but it is actually much less powerful.

"Since you want to play magic, I will have fun with you and let you see what the golden dragon came to the world."

But look at Zhang Muyang, he snorted coldly, snapped his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, the strong wind blew. In the blink of an eye, a dragon roared out of the sky. In just one blink of an eye, a green dragon roared out of the sky.

As soon as his green dragon appeared, the golden dragon with a ferocious face just now felt a bit smaller in an instant, and he was trembling under the green dragon.

The three people who fought with Zhang Muyang were shocked at this time, full of fear and disbelief. They thought that if they used this move, they could cause some trouble to Zhang Muyang, so that he would not dare to underestimate the Maoshan Taoist technique. However, they did not expect that they summoned a golden dragon. Before they could show their power, the other party summoned a more awesome one and directly subdued them.

Zhang Muyang waved his finger and said, "Go!"

The Qinglong circled in the air and roared away. The golden dragon collapsed instantly, and there was no strength to resist. As for the three people who controlled the golden dragon, they vomited blood and fell to the ground without waiting for the Qinglong to kill. Seeing this, Zhang Muyang couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking that he wasted time. There was a saying that, before I could use my strength, you lay down.

"Are there any other tricks?"

Zhang Muyang's question asked, all the people of the Maoshan Sect were speechless. What other tricks could they have? Although they knew they would lose before they were funny, after all, Zhang Muyang was already in the realm of the Golden Pill, but he didn't expect to lose so thoroughly, without any resistance at all, and did not hurt the other party at all, as if the other party raised his hand casually and they fell down.

Chi Songzi, who had been watching the game in the audience, couldn't help but shake her head and felt bitter. She thought that Zhang Muyang had achieved such achievements in just two years of real practice. She was the number one person in the world. They worked hard to practice Taoism for decades, and were so vulnerable in front of Zhang Muyang. Even if Chi Songzi's Taoist heart was stable, she would not stop silently and call the sky to say how unfair God is.

However, if they lose, they lose. They are convinced and their skills are not as good as others, and they have nothing to say. Chi Songzi breathed a breath, went up to the stage, bowed respectfully to Zhang Muyang, and said: "This competition is the loss of our Maoshan Sect. Thank you for your mercy. We are willing to accept the loss. My life is even if Maoshan Sect apologizes to Mr. Zhang." After that, the old Taoist saluted Zhang Muyang respectfully, then closed his eyes and waited for Zhang Muyang to deal with it.

Although Zhang Muyang defeated the Maoshan Sect, he actually didn't have much joy in his heart. He is now comparable to the combat power of the late stage of the Jindan. He has nothing to show off when fighting a few people in the foundation-building realm. He just pointed at the head and didn't have to kill them all. Moreover, from the beginning to the end, he did not suffer any losses. Instead, Maoshan lost troops and generals. He waved his hand and left directly, without saying anything.

Seeing Zhang Muyang leaving like this, the seven Maoshan people on the stage looked at each other, and their eyes were full of helplessness.
Chapter completed!