Chapter 292: Kill one person, or hurt one person, kill you thousands

"boom!"
Yang Ming shot it out with a palm, and the Great Extinction technique was launched. Suddenly, the fiery red man was smashed to pieces, and the heavens and the earth flew wildly. It was finally condensed!
The vitality is greatly injured, the strength is damaged, and the whole person is extremely miserable!
"You actually shattered my body with one palm!"
The flaming middle-aged man was shocked.
He did not expect that Yang Ming's strength was so terrifying!
"Huh, like an ant!"
"I'm here this time for three things!"
"First: hand over everyone who imprisoned my Yang family. If one of them is killed or injured, I will kill you Xuanhuangmen thousands of people!"
"Second: Abolish the Xuanhuang City and change it to the Yang Clan's sacrifice. All people from the Xuanhuang Clan will bow down in front of my Yang family ancestors for a thousand years of forgiveness!"
"Third: The people who shot back then all knelt down and died on their own. Although I, Yang Wucheng, claimed to be a slaughter, I can forgive death sins, but life sins are inevitable for irrelevant ones."
Yang Ming paused every word, the words were clear, sonorous and powerful, and his voice spread throughout the world!
"Yang Wucheng, you are dreaming!"
At this moment, Yang Ming's voice just fell, and a voice suddenly rang from the Xuanhuang Door!
The sound shook for nine days, like the thunder of nine days, rumbling and trembling terribly!
The people around hurriedly covered their ears, because the sound rang, they felt their ears were going to be deafened!
A voice was so terrifying that everyone couldn't help being shocked!
"A voice is so powerful. This is definitely a master who surpasses the longevity. It is rumored that the master Xuan Leizi of the Xuanhuang Clan cultivates the magical powers of thunder. Is it his voice? He left?"
"It's not that I'm dreaming, but it's the fact that the so-called Xuanhuangmen, in the eyes of others, may be tall and unclimbable, but in my eyes, it is nothing but gravel."
Hearing this, Yang Ming said indifferently, dismissed this voice, and said to Xuanhuangmen that he didn't care at all!
"moron!"
"Kill!"
"I don't know how high the sky is!"
"Where is the mental illness, go back!"
As soon as Yang Ming said this, the Xuanhuang Gate suddenly exploded like a pot, and then one after another silhouettes exuding powerful aura flew out!
"Damn, so many masters are all longevity monks, one, two...forty-five, my God, there are forty-five longevity monks, this Nima is too exaggerated!"
Seeing these many masters suddenly flying out of the Xuanhuang Gate, everyone was shocked!
I can't do it myself!
"Ten celestial dynasties, six sects, and many casual cultivators. All the masters of the background are here. They all come to Xuanhuangmen to help punches and deal with this Northern Xuanren Tu Yang Wucheng!"
Those with sharp eyes have already seen the origin of these people, and they are suddenly even more shocked!
"Look, that young man in white clothes, is he the silver white proton who is one of the nine great protectors in the legend of Xuanhuangmen?"
At this moment, the white-haired old man with a cane in his hand suddenly shook his whole body, pointed at a white-clothed boy in front of him, and suddenly shouted!
"It's him, it's him, the legendary leader of the nine great protectors of the Xuanhuang Clan, Bai Zhizi, my god, I didn't expect the legend to be true, and he also appeared!"
Someone recognized it, and it was even more shocking!
"This is the true background of the Xuanhuang Clan. With such strength, it is truly terrifying, even if Yang Wucheng has cultivated into an immortal body, what can he do?"
At this moment, everyone can't help but shout!