Yang Haoran's expression became colder and colder.
His steps were heavy and powerful, like a god of death coming out of hell.
The murderous aura that was as real as substance was released from Yang Haoran's body.
The surrounding temperature dropped accordingly.
Wu Taishan, who was originally sneering, suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
I actually had a bad feeling.
Meng Qianfeng's expression was solemn, but his blood was boiling.
What has Yang Haoran experienced? What a strong momentum!
Just now Yang Haoran said he was here to kill people, but Meng Qianfeng didn't believe it at all.
But now, Meng Qianfeng suddenly felt that Yang Haoran was not joking!
"It's not Cheng Er and those who died tragically at the hands of you beasts who deserve to die.
But these beasts from the three great aristocratic families!
Just because of what you just said, you deserve to die!"
Yang Haoran's voice was cold, like a voice coming from hell.
Wu Taishan couldn't help but tremble, and his expression became dazed for a moment.
When he reacted, his pupils suddenly dilated.
Yang Haoran actually rushed in front of him.
"Damn! So fast!"
Wu Taishan quickly retreated and punched at the same time.
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank and he hit Wu Taishan's fist.
"Are you kidding me with such a soft fist? Trash!"
With a bang, the two fists collided together.
Yang Haoran's steps were steady and motionless, and Wu Taishan's body immediately flew out.
Wu Taishan exclaimed and his face changed drastically.
What a powerful force, far above him!
How is this possible? Is this guy also hiding his strength?
Seeing Yang Haoran continue to approach, Wu Taishan's expression changed drastically.
He quickly pulled out the sword from his waist, and a cold light flashed through him.
What the Wu family is best at is swordsmanship.
"Yang Haoran, I haven't used a sword for a long time.
It's your honor to force me to draw my sword and kill you!"
Yang Haoran sneered: "Smug guy, your sword is just a toy!"
Wu Taishan's face turned dark: "You are arrogant enough, then I will let you see how powerful the Wu family's swordsmanship is!"
Meng Qianfeng was watching the battle not far away and saw the tip of Wu Taishan's sword trembling and turning into an afterimage.
In an instant, Yang Haoran's upper body was completely covered, making a buzzing sound.
"No, I'm afraid it's hard to escape!"
Wu Taishan looked proud, this was one of the Wu family's ultimate swordsmanship moves - the scattered stars.
The great thing about this sword move is that it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, making it inevitable for the opponent to avoid it.
Especially if you are caught off guard, you will definitely become a ghost under the sword!
How much knowledge can Yang Haoran have? There is absolutely no way to avoid this move!
There was a hint of amusement in the corners of Yang Haoran's eyes.
He didn't even think about avoiding this move.
After he cultivated the Myriad Transformation Divine Body, he had never tried to devour a magic weapon in battle.
This time he wanted to give it a try.
After all, he and Wu Taishan are equally powerful, and the level of Wu Taishan's sword is not too high.
Even if it fails, there will be no danger.
It happens to be a good opportunity to experiment with the Wanhua Divine Body.
Once the experiment is successful, Yang Haoran's strength will be further improved and he will have one more trump card.
Therefore, Yang Haoran used his body to meet Wu Taishan's sword move without any scruples.
"Uncle Junior, it's dangerous!"
Meng Qianfeng was the closest, so he could naturally see clearly.
He immediately exclaimed and his face changed drastically.
Meng Qianfeng's shout also alarmed the others, and they all looked towards Yang Haoran for a while.
Ling Tianmiao took a breath of air and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He knew that Yang Haoran was physically strong.
But no matter how powerful the body is, there is a limit.
Is it crazy to want to compete with a magic weapon?
Dongfang Weiyang suddenly laughed.
"You thief Yang Haoran, this is when you will die!"
Lin Jie trembled as he watched from a distance, but he was too anxious to help.
Wu Taishan's laughter became more and more wild.
"Boy, suffer death!"
Wu Taishan has already felt the resistance transmitted from the tip of the sword.
His sword has fallen on Yang Haoran.
As long as he shakes his true energy, he can make Yang Haoran die without a burial place.
Yang Haoran looked solemn. After all, this was the first time he used the Myriad Transformation Divine Body in battle.
He could clearly feel that the tip of Wu Taishan's sword was touching his chest.
A few inches further in and it could pierce his heart directly.
He took a deep breath to keep his emotions stable, and quickly used the Myriad Transformation Divine Body.
At the same time, a strange and familiar power suddenly appeared in his body.
It was the same feeling as being in the fire of hell.
Yang Haoran immediately felt that he had turned into a ball of flame between heaven and earth.
The tip of Wu Taishan's sword had already submerged into the flames.
The high temperature of the flame instantly melted the sword submerged in it, and fused its essence into the flame.
At that moment, the intensity of the flames increased slightly.
"Yang Haoran, go to hell!"
Wu Taishan violently trembled his sword, and a burst of true energy surged out.
But soon there was a feeling of being thrown into the sea, and the true energy he released disappeared instantly.
Not only that, his sword had clearly pierced Yang Haoran's chest.
Why don't you feel anything?
Wu Taishan looked at Yang Haoran's chest with his wide eyes, and was suddenly shocked.
There was a white light shining on Yang Haoran's chest, and his sword was quickly turning into nothingness, merging with the white light on Yang Haoran's chest.
What happened?
Wu Taishan was stunned immediately. He had never seen such a scene and had never heard of it.
Suddenly a hot feeling filled Wu Taishan's palm holding the sword.
Wu Taishan couldn't bear the pain, so he let out a loud cry and released his palm.
Then he saw the entire sword turn into a white light, and instantly disappeared into Yang Haoran's chest.
Looking at Yang Haoran's chest, there was no damage at all.
"Monster! You are a monster! You can actually swallow magic weapons!"
Wu Taishan screamed in panic and suddenly lost the courage to fight.
The majestic master of the tenth level of Qi refining stage actually turned around and ran away!
He suddenly thought that perhaps it was a mistake for the three major families to pursue Yang Haoran.
If the two hidden ancestors don't come forward, no one from the three major families can stop Yang Haoran!
Everyone around was stunned.
They were a little far away and didn't know what was happening here.
I only saw that Wu Taishan had the upper hand, but actually ran away.
On the contrary, Yang Haoran, who couldn't even dodge the sword, actually went after Wu Taishan at this moment.
Dongfang Weiyang's pupils shrank, with a confused look on his face.
What happened?
Just when he was stunned, Ling Tianmiao's palm had already struck him.
"Old dog, if you don't want to die early, you'd better take care of yourself!"
"ah!"
Dongfang Weiyang exclaimed and was slapped on the shoulder by Ling Tianmiao.