“Haha, it doesn’t take much effort to get through the iron shoes and find nowhere!
Yang Haoran, little thief, I’m just sorry that you died too cheaply!”
Wu Taishan gritted his teeth, but his mood was joyful.
Under the joint attack of two practitioners at the tenth level of Qi refining stage.
Meng Qianfeng in his heyday could not escape death, let alone Yang Haoran.
The corners of Dongfang Weiyang's eyes flashed with joy, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"How outrageous it was back then, how embarrassing it is now.
If you dare to go against the three major families, this will be your final outcome!"
Inside the base portal, Jiao Junhui's body was shaken and his brows furrowed.
Yang Haoran called him on his own initiative.
At this moment, watching him die, Jiao Junhui felt a little guilty!
The hatred towards the three major aristocratic families has reached the point where it cannot be eliminated.
The other Dragon Blood Army soldiers all had their teeth cracked and looked tragic.
For the Dragon Blood Army, this is a shame.
It was because he was not strong enough that he was forcefully forced to this point by the three major aristocratic families!
"Two elders, since Yang Haoran has been executed.
Please let my Dragon King go, otherwise the Dragon Blood Army will fight to the death even if they are smashed to pieces!"
Jiao Junhui shouted from the distance.
Meng Qianfeng's life must be saved, otherwise Yang Haoran's death will be in vain!
Dongfang Weiyang and Wu Taishan looked at each other, both showing a sneer.
If you want them to let Meng Qianfeng go, how is that possible?
They wanted to kill Meng Qianfeng not just because of Yang Haoran.
At the same time, it was also because of the subtle relationship with the king's lineage.
Although they knew it tacitly, the top brass of the three major families knew it.
There will definitely be a fight between the three major families and the king's lineage sooner or later!
Meng Qianfeng is an arm of the king. Killing him is equivalent to cutting off an arm of the king.
In normal times, how could there be a chance to kill Meng Qianfeng?
If you don't take advantage of this opportunity, it will be like raising a tiger to make trouble!
Although Ling Tianmiao is a practitioner at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, his speed is far inferior to that of Yang Haoran.
At this time, I had just arrived at the scene of the conflict, and my pupils shrank when I looked at the billowing smoke.
Is there something really wrong with Yang Haoran?
He has mysterious jade bones, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi refining stage.
Lin Jie's speed was even slower. He had just left the base and only had time to see Yang Haoran being jointly attacked.
Looking at the billowing sand and dust, two lines of hot tears rolled down my face, as if I was crazy.
"Three major aristocratic families, you bastards!"
Meng Qianfeng was also enveloped in the billowing smoke and dust.
At this moment, his face looked full of sadness, anger, despair, and heartache.
"Uncle Junior, you are so stupid!
Why come out now?"
Meng Qianfeng's impression was that Yang Haoran's cultivation level was still around the fourth level of Qi refining stage.
With that kind of strength, he would probably be shattered into pieces if he could withstand the joint attack of two practitioners at the tenth level of Qi refining stage.
"Meng Qianfeng, you don't have to worry, I will send you to stay with that thief Yang Haoran!"
Wu Taishan said with a ferocious expression.
At the same time, he waved his big hand, and a burst of true energy turned into a strong wind, blowing away the sand and dust in front of him.
Just wait for the dust to clear, and that's the time to kill Meng Qianfeng.
The howling wind blew away the sand and dust, and everything was clear before my eyes.
A pale-faced Meng Qianfeng appeared in front of everyone.
At the same time, Yang Haoran appeared without any damage.
"Little uncle! Are you okay?"
Meng Qianfeng's body trembled and he felt very incredible.
That was two tenth-level Qi-refining stage practitioners joining forces. How could Yang Haoran endure it?
"They are just two clowns, how could anything happen to me?
I said I'm here to kill people!"
Wu Taishan and Dongfang Weiyang's pupils tightened and their bodies shook, as if they had seen a ghost.
"How is it possible? How could he survive?"
"Damn it! This kid is really tough!
But it doesn’t matter, it’s the same if you die early or later! Kill him!”
Lin Jie in the distance paused, but his face was filled with ecstasy.
"Master! It's great that you are okay!"
Ling Tianmiao showed a silly smile, as if he had known this would happen for a long time.
"Haha, it is indeed a mysterious jade bone. These two old bastards are going to be in trouble!"
But then his face sank and he flew towards Yang Haoran.
"It's fair to fight one on one, count me in!"
Dongfang Weiyang and Wu Taishan have already charged towards Yang Haoran.
He didn't take Yang Haoran too seriously.
Even if there is one more Ling Tianmiao, it is nothing more than that.
After all, the time for the Family Conference is not far away. Do two people with little strength want to fight against them?
"Old dog, let's have a fight, and leave the remaining one to Mr. Yang!"
Ling Tianmiao rushed towards Dongfang Weiyang.
Dongfang Weiyang sneered and slapped him down.
The thick real energy was pressed down like a mountain, ready to slap Ling Tianmiao to death.
Ling Tianmiao laughed loudly: "After such a long time, you have not made much progress! You are a waste!"
While speaking, Ling Tianmiao punched out and faced Dongfang Weiyang's true essence.
With a bang, Dongfang Weiyang's power was instantly dispersed and dissipated into the void.
"hiss!"
Dongfang Weiyang took a breath of air, as if she had seen a ghost.
This bald man actually defeated his attack power head-on, and he was at least as strong as him at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
How is this possible?
In the previous family conference, this guy's strength was definitely not so terrifying!
"Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger! You hid your strength before!"
Dongfang Weiyang shouted bitterly, this is the only reasonable explanation.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the strength to improve so quickly in such a short period of time!
"You don't care if I hide my strength or not. If you want to fight, just come!"
Ling Tianmiao roared, and he turned his back on the guests and charged towards Dongfang Weiyang.
On the other hand, Wu Taishan was still more shocked than Dongfang Weiyang.
It even turned from shock to panic.
Yang Haoran just stood still and let him punch him, but there was no damage at all.
On the contrary, Wu Taishan's arm was sore and numb, as if a punch had collided with a magic weapon.
"Damn it! No wonder I couldn't kill you just now, you have such a strong body!"
Meng Qianfeng looked shocked and opened his mouth wide.
Is Yang Haoran's physical strength so powerful?
Even in his heyday, he could not catch up with Yang Haoran.
How is this done? It’s absolutely terrifying!
Yang Haoran approached Wu Taishan step by step, with a cold expression on his face.
"The Jianghu people still say that trouble does not harm the family, but you three aristocratic families don't even have a bottom line!
Actually targeting everyone who has a relationship with me!
Such an animal behavior is outrageous to both humans and gods!
Which of you killed my disciple Cheng Er?"
Wu Taishan snorted coldly: "That kind of trash is not worth my own hands.
But what can you do if I give an order?
It was a mistake for him to become your disciple, and he deserves to die!"