Chapter 1795 Meeting on a Narrow Road, the Brave Wins
Mu Qishan was anxious, but he was still unable to break through Mu Lianshan's obstruction.
Isn’t it the same for Mu Jian on the other side?
Mu Jian was even more embarrassed than Mu Qishan.
Mu Huaquan's cultivation level is at the Nascent Soul stage, while Mu Jie'an is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
It’s a completely overwhelming advantage!
This is the reason why Mu Huaquan did not make a fatal move, otherwise Mu Jie'an would have been defeated long ago.
"Mu Huaquan, are you doing this because you want to rebel?"
Mu Jian'an asked shyly and angrily while trying hard to break through the obstruction.
Mu Huaquan sneered: "Rebellion? What a joke.
Who am I rebelling against? Mu Benyi’s?
He was deceived, and I was just trying to clear the name of the Mu family.
Only one person can enter the Nirvana Pool in thirty years, and he actually wants to give it to an outsider without saying a word!
Then I should try that person's ability. If he is really capable, just give it to him.
If not, hey, just accept your death!"
The Mu family was in chaos, and everyone who had nothing to do with it was huddled in the room and did not dare to come out.
On Yang Haoran's side, Yang Haoran was already sweating profusely and stretched thin.
Mu Yaoxin and others pursued him relentlessly, using all their deadly moves.
It was inevitable that some fists and kicks would fall on Yang Haoran's body, leaving hideous wounds everywhere and bleeding profusely.
Fortunately, Yang Haoran's body was far superior to that of practitioners at the same level, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"Boy, you must die today!
You are just a piece of iron, and we will beat you to pieces today!"
Mu Yaoxin's long sword roared, and each sword made a sound of chopping the void, showing no mercy.
Yang Haoran was a little stretched and felt bitter.
If it were just an early golden elixir stage, not only would he not lose due to his strength, but he would also have some advantages.
But now there is someone on the other side, the one with the lowest strength is at the same level as him.
If you are not careful, you may be in trouble!
While he was anxiously searching for a way to break the situation, Azi's voice sounded slowly.
"Boy, if you keep fighting like this, you will end sooner or later. Do you know why?"
"I'm sorry, you're still trying to hide yourself from me after this. If you have any ideas, please tell me immediately, otherwise you'll really die!"
"Tch! With your rough skin and thick flesh, these guys can't kill you. They just have to suffer a little.
If you lose, you will lose because you are timid, your fighting spirit is too weak, and your actions are not decisive enough!
Although Fantianyin helped you block the opponent's attack, it also made you dependent.
Now you put away Fantian Seal and attack with all your strength.
If you have the will to fight forward, why should you be afraid of these young people?"
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank, but he was stabbed again on the shoulder.
Fortunately, he has achieved some success in his Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Body. Although his body cannot be compared with magical weapons, it is still much stronger than ordinary practitioners in the foundation building stage.
The knife went down, leaving only an inch-inch wound on his shoulder.
Mu Yaoxin was a little angry.
"Damn it, why is this guy's body so hard? Like a lump of iron?
I'll beat them all hard, he won't be able to hold on much longer!"
The opponent's offensive strengthened again. Yang Haoran was cruel and immediately put away the Fantian Seal in his left hand.
Both hands fell on the bright silver gun.
A surge of pride arose spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, and the flames of battle burned brightly.
He actually completely ignored the attacks from others and instantly locked onto Mu Yaoxin.
"If you want my life, be prepared to pay a worse price!
I want to see how many times your body can handle it!"
With a loud shout, Yang Haoran took several blows on his body and locked onto Mu Yaoxin with the bright silver gun in his hand.
Mu Yaoxin looked disdainful and tried to dodge.
But he was suddenly shocked. No matter how he dodges, Yang Haoran's bright silver gun never leaves his chest.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
Mu Yaoxin suddenly panicked, and his momentum suddenly weakened.
However, Yang Haoran was full of momentum and fighting spirit.
With a pop, the bright silver gun stabbed Mu Yaoxin in the chest.
Mu Yaoxin did not have Yang Haoran's body as hard as meteorite.
Suddenly his pupils dilated, and he felt the bright silver gun pierce his chest like a torrent, and hit his heart.
A force exploded instantly, and Mu Yaoxin felt his body being torn apart in all directions.
There was a scream, and a burst of blood rained from the sky.
The people who originally besieged Yang Haoran were stunned for a moment and their eyes widened.
At this time, Yang Haoran only had a burning fighting spirit and an indomitable momentum in his heart.
Turning around suddenly, the next person he targeted was the only practitioner in the early stage of the Golden Elixir Stage.
The cultivator at the early stage of the golden elixir stage was in shock.
He couldn't believe it at all. Yang Haoran was only at the peak of his strength in the foundation building stage.
He actually killed a golden elixir stage practitioner!
Unexpectedly, after Yang Haoran killed Mu Yaoxin, he regarded him as his next target without any hesitation.
By the time he reacted, he was already enveloped in Yang Haoran's fierce fighting spirit.
The tip of the bright silver gun sank into his body like a roaring dragon.
"Those who kill will always be killed! What about the golden elixir stage? Die!"
Yang Haoran's voice was like thunder, and the bright silver gun in his hand trembled violently.
The explosive power surged out instantly, and another rain of blood fell down.
At this time, Yang Haoran was full of fighting spirit and his eyes were red, like an unrivaled god of war.
Seeing this scene, the remaining four peak practitioners in the foundation building stage were frightened and turned around and ran away.
However, before his eyes flashed, Yang Haoran was the first to block the way.
"Come when you want and leave when you want. Do you really think I can do it casually?"
The sound is like thunder and the movement is like a stray rabbit.
The bright silver gun in Yang Haoran's hand turned into a dragon and passed through the bodies of the four people in an instant.
The original noise suddenly quieted down, leaving only a mess and a strong smell of blood.
On the other hand, Mu Lianshan, who was blocking Mu Qishan, frowned slightly and noticed something strange.
Just when he was in shock and doubt, he saw a streak of light passing above his head, making him anxious and uneasy.
"Kill my descendants, this hatred is irreconcilable!
Yang Haoran, I will cut you into pieces!"
Mu Lianshan was surprised. The person who just flew over turned out to be Mu Huaquan.
After Mu Huaquan, Mu Jian'an followed closely.
"Mu Huaquan, don't mess around!"
Mu Lianshan no longer cared about stopping Mu Qishan, turned around and headed towards where Yang Haoran was.
Mu Qishan followed closely behind.
In the courtyard where Yang Haoran was, Ah Zi's voice was quite urgent.
"Boy, call for reinforcements quickly, otherwise we may be doomed today!"
At this time, Yang Haoran had already felt the terrifying killing intent from far to near.
He is a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage!
He quickly took out the token given to him by Yan Wuya, and a burst of true energy was quickly injected into it.