The two swords kept colliding with each other, and the sound of explosions of true energy could not be heard.
The entire Jiang family execution ground was affected by the residual power of the two men's battle, and the void was constantly turbulent.
Master Yinguang's expression became more and more relaxed, and he looked at Jiang Huan and the others with a rather amused look.
Even if Yang Haoran's strength is not as good as the three of them, he is definitely capable of protecting himself.
Jiang Huan and Chang Qianzhi's faces were ashen and they couldn't help but become anxious.
Originally, the two of them did not take Yang Haoran seriously, but at this time they changed their views.
Judging from the strength shown by Yang Haoran, even if they take action in person, it will not be easy to kill Yang Haoran.
Jiang Huan lowered his voice: "I didn't expect this thief to be so powerful. We underestimated him.
It seems that we can only fight in circles. After Chang Zhuoran consumes his strength first, I will suppress him again.
He will definitely be exhausted by then, and if you take action at that time, you must kill him in one fell swoop."
Chang Qianzhi nodded: "That's all it can do.
This kid has great potential, and his future achievements will definitely be higher than those of you and me.
Keeping him will be the biggest trouble to you and my family, so he must be killed!"
On the execution ground, Chang Zhuoran was already complaining endlessly.
Ever since Yang Haoran took the lead, Yang Haoran pressed forward step by step and attacked continuously.
He had to struggle to deal with it and completely lost the initiative to fight.
Several times, I wanted to distance myself from Yang Haoran, but I didn't expect that Yang Haoran's speed was so amazing that I couldn't do it at all.
Chang Zhuoran couldn't help but become a little anxious. If this continued, not only would he not be able to kill Yang Haoran, but he might also fall into crisis if he was not careful.
Yang Haoran's attack was very compact, not allowing Chang Zhuoran a moment to breathe.
Yang Haoran has mysterious jade bones all over his body. His biggest advantage is his long endurance. What does it matter if he wastes his energy?
But Yang Haoran couldn't help but frown.
His strength is indeed higher than Chang Zhuoran, but he does not have a crushing advantage.
Under normal circumstances, he would never be able to kill Chang Zhuoran.
If you want to kill Chang Zhuoran, you can only find another way.
There was a hint of cruelty in the corner of Yang Haoran's eyes, and he suddenly relaxed the rhythm of his attack.
Those present were all real masters, and they all noticed this change immediately.
Master Yin Guang frowned slightly, and worries came to his mind again.
Jiang Huan was happy and couldn't help but speak.
“I thought it was a strong enemy, but I didn’t expect it to be a bluff.
The attack rhythm has slowed down now. It must have been too much consumption in the early stage and we can no longer persist."
Chang Qianzhi also nodded: "After all, young people are impetuous and unable to stabilize themselves.
Chang Zhuoran is much better at this point. Although it is not amazing, he is steady and has long-lasting power.
As long as the battle lasts a little longer, Chang Zhuoran's advantage will be revealed."
"Haha, it seems we just thought too much.
Maybe Chang Zhuoran can kill Yang Haoran without us taking action at all!"
Chang Zhuoran, as a person involved, naturally felt more deeply about the situation that could be seen by others.
As Yang Haoran's attack rhythm slowed down, he could launch several attacks from time to time.
Moreover, Chang Zhuoran soon discovered that there were beads of sweat rolling down Yang Haoran's forehead.
He laughed involuntarily. It seemed that Yang Haoran had worked too hard in the early stage and could no longer hold on.
"Little thief, isn't this okay?
Aren’t you very arrogant? Keep going!”
Chang Zhuoran shouted loudly, but Yang Haoran frowned slightly and said nothing.
It looks more like it is barely able to support the high-frequency attacks, which is quite a stretch.
The keen Chang Zhuoran burst out laughing when he saw this scene.
"Little thief, your death has come!"
Chang Zhuoran, who had already taken the initiative, suddenly became more powerful.
From defense to active attack, he swung his sword to cover Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran's expression suddenly changed, and he began to retreat steadily.
The situation suddenly reversed, and Yang Haoran quickly fell into a disadvantage.
Chang Zhuoran was unreasonable and did not hesitate to attack without hesitation at the expense of his true energy.
But the damn thing was that his sword always passed Yang Haoran, but failed to cause real damage to Yang Haoran.
Master Yin Guang frowned, this is just the weakest one, is he about to lose?
Chang Qianzhi, who was on the opposite side, spoke loudly: "Zhuoran, don't be impatient and impatient. You must act steadily and steadily."
Chang Qianzhi saw that Chang Zhuoran was eager to win and had lost some sense of proportion, so he warned him.
Chang Zhuoran couldn't listen at all at this time, and instead accelerated the pace of the attack.
Yang Haoran looked embarrassed, but he was in danger.
His originally panicked expression suddenly revealed a hint of cunning.
Seeing Chang Zhuoran's sword stabbing towards his chest, he dodged slightly to avoid the critical point.
But at the same time, he raised his sword and stabbed Chang Zhuoran, who could no longer dodge.
The two swords pierced into each other's body at the same time, which was basically a fight to the death.
However, Yang Haoran escaped the critical point and was only stabbed on the shoulder.
And his soul-eating sword directly pierced Chang Zhuoran's heart.
Chang Zhuoran's pupils shrank, and the sword that originally stabbed Yang Haoran could no longer use any strength.
The true essence and blood in his body were being devoured crazily by the soul-eating sword that penetrated his body.
Chang Zhuoran's pupils began to dilate and his body became limp.
At the last moment of death, I was severely shocked.
He found that the sword he stabbed into Yang Haoran's shoulder only slightly scratched the skin of Yang Haoran's shoulder.
It felt like it was being pierced into the air and there was no way to apply it.
With eternal doubts, Chang Zhuoran's body fell to the ground with a thud.
Yang Haoran quickly withdrew the Soul-Eating Sword and looked at Jiang Huan and Chang Qianzhi coldly.
"Boy, who's next?"
Chang Qianzhi and Jiang Huan were horrified.
It all happened so fast and suddenly that they just barely reacted.
Yang Haoran was so ruthless that he risked his injuries for his life and killed Chang Zhuoran with one sword.
Although Chang Zhuoran's strength is not as good as the two of them, he is still a strong man in the late twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Yang Haoran's ability to kill Chang Zhuoran means that he is qualified to fight them!
The two of them looked at each other, neither of them wanted to be the first to go up.
When they live to their age, they understand more and more how precious life is, and no one wants to die.
Master Yinguang watched from a distance, and with his understanding of the two people, he quickly understood their thoughts.
At the same time, he also understood Yang Haoran's strategy, which was to defeat others without fighting.
So he stood up and laughed at Jiang Huan and the others.
"Boy, I have a suggestion. How about we end this matter?"
"this……"
Chang Qianzhi and Jiang Huan's expressions changed rapidly.
Countless thoughts are rolling in my mind.
"You said it lightly. If we stop here, how should we explain it?"
