Chapter 1742 The provocation of the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect
Yang Haoran always kept a respectful distance towards the eccentric Mu Qing.
It's not that I'm afraid of her, it's just that it's too troublesome.
Seeing Mu Qing running towards him crying, his first reaction was to put his whole body on guard.
Even the Xuanling tabby cat behind him raised its tail.
He has always remembered this guy who had a grudge against plucking his hair out!
"Just tell me what you want to do. I don't like beating around the bush."
Mu Qing had a resentful look on her face, as if Yang Haoran had done something sorry for her. This expression made Yang Haoran very uncomfortable.
"Since you are my second uncle's sworn brother, if I am bullied, do you want to help me stand up?"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "That's for sure, but it's not my turn.
Your second uncle is much more powerful than me, so he can handle it."
When Mu Qing saw Yang Haoran being so smooth, he clenched his fists angrily.
"It's different, there are some things you have to do.
Look, my door has been blocked for almost three days.
They all call you to fight by name.
It doesn't matter if you act like a coward, our Mu family's reputation has been ruined!
You go out now, and if you can defeat them, I will call you uncle from now on!"
Yang Haoran said quietly: "If I don't go out, I will still be your uncle!"
Mu Qing blushed and pointed at Yang Haoran.
"Are you still a man? Are you so cowardly?
Well, grandma, I can't stand this grievance, so I'll go out and fight them.
I said you don’t dare to go out and let me go out and fight them!
If I am killed or injured, let my second uncle avenge me!
Let him thank you for being a sworn brother!"
After saying that, Mu Qing turned around and walked out without hesitation.
Yang Haoran jumped up in excitement and suddenly landed in front of Mu Qing, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Isn't it okay for me to go out? You go find your second uncle to calm things down for me.
I promise to defeat them and let them leave the Mu family!"
Yang Haoran looked helpless. If he really asked this aunt to go out, she might cause trouble again.
Isn't it just a fight? It's better to do it yourself.
It's time to leave tomorrow anyway, and I don't have to worry about being pestered.
As for that guy Ma Guoxuan, he is probably out of business.
Mu Qing's eyes were cunning and he ran to call Mu Qishan.
Yang Haoran walked out of the Mu family's door with the Xuanling cat hanging on his body.
The disciples of the Barbarian God Sect outside had already surrounded him tightly, and they were all filled with anger, rolling back their sleeves and fisting their fists.
Seeing Yang Haoran going out, it suddenly became lively.
"Look, that guy is finally willing to go out!"
"This kid got a first-level Barbarian God and acted like this. This is a provocation to our Barbarian God Sect.
He must be taught a lesson!"
Yang Haoran looked embarrassed. Was he so angry and resentful?
"Ahem, you guys, if you don't practice hard, why are you blocking other people's doors?"
Yang Haoran shouted loudly, as if I was right and who am I afraid of?
Immediately, a group of Barbarian God Sect disciples who were as tall as iron towers stood up.
Each and every one of them was aggressive.
One of them pointed at Yang Haoran's sign hanging on the flagpole.
"What did you say we were here for?
What do you mean by hanging this sign? Aren't you provoking us?"
"You just got the title of a first-level barbarian god. Do you really think you are great?
As a result, he didn't dare to participate in the next duel.
We despise you for doing such dirty things behind your back!"
"If you can, have a good fight. Aren't you going to participate in the duel?
We will come to you proactively.
Let you know that the physical bodies of Barbarian God Sect disciples are the strongest, and you are nothing!"
Mu Qing had already pulled Mu Qishan out at this time.
"Second uncle, your brother is a troublemaker.
I just advised him to be patient and not to cause more trouble, but he refused to listen.
I have to run out and fight with others to feel comfortable, no matter how much I try to persuade him, it won’t work.”
Mu Qing's voice was not low, and Yang Haoran heard it clearly.
The muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.
Damn little girl, do you think your uncle’s ears don’t work well?
Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for speaking such blatant nonsense?
Yang Haoran was so angry that he really wanted to throw a thunderball down and eliminate harm for the people.
But for Mu Qishan's sake, let it go.
Mu Qishan looked around and smiled.
The disciples of the Barbarian God Sect who came to Yang Haoran were limited to the foundation building period.
It seems that although the disciples of the Man Shen Sect are dissatisfied with Yang Haoran, they are still reasonable.
This is to fight a fair duel and regain the honor that belongs to the Barbarian God Sect.
"Second brother, your elder brother is here, so you don't have to be afraid.
If you want to fight, fight, if you don’t want to fight, come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank.
A black shadow came from far and near.
He turned out to be an elder of the Man Shen Sect, and his cultivation level was not weaker than Mu Qishan's.
"Mu Qishan, are you trying to bully the small with the big?
Don’t forget that this is the territory of the Barbarian God Sect, and it’s not your turn to run wild.”
Mu Qishan immediately smiled apologetically: "It turns out he is the deacon elder of Man Shen Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful.
This is all a misunderstanding, and I did not bully the small."
"Haha, there is no best, otherwise, the two of us can compare!"
The elder of the Man Shen Sect stepped on the ground, and a deep pit with a diameter of one meter immediately appeared.
The surroundings kept shaking, as if there was an earthquake.
The disciples of the Barbarian God Sect applauded and cheered.
Mu Qishan looked embarrassed and looked at Yang Haoran.
"Second brother, feel free to accept the challenge.
Guaranteed to be a fair duel."
Yang Haoran was speechless for a while, even though they were both at the late Golden Elixir stage.
But Mu Qishan's physical strength is much worse.
What's more, this is Cook City, and Mu Qishan doesn't seem to want to cause trouble.
Yang Haoran looked at the people of the Barbarian God Sect casually.
"Isn't it just a fight? Why are you so nervous?
Are you coming one by one or together?"
A disciple of the Barbarian God Sect's eyes lit up: "You want us to come together? Are you showing contempt for our Barbarian God Sect?"
Yang Haoran waved his hands repeatedly: "You misunderstood.
What I mean is that if we are fighting alone, we should follow the rules of dueling between barbarians.
If you plan to fight in a group, just wait until I find a blanket."
Everyone was surprised: "Why are you looking for a blanket? Is your magic weapon a blanket?"
Yang Haoran rolled his eyes: "Your magic weapon is the blanket.
What I mean is that if you fight in groups, you are obviously trying to bully others.
I can't escape anyway, so I'll just lie down on the blanket and let you beat me to death.
When word of this spreads outside, the Barbarian God Sect is so glorious.
A group of people beat one person, it’s exciting!”
A group of disciples of the Barbarian God Sect were so angry that their mouths were filled with smoke.
"Nonsense, naturally we are fighting alone, it is absolutely fair!"
Mu Qishan smiled heartlessly, but Yang Haoran was so clever at using retreat to advance!
Yang Haoran laughed loudly: "In that case, we can do it!"
