Destiny Martial God

Xianyang City, North Gate!

"Yu Haoran, if you dare to kill my grandson, if you dare to destroy my spiritual consciousness, I will chop you alive!"

Along with the roar that echoed through the sky, a white figure rose into the sky and quickly rushed towards the North City of Xianyang City.

"Brother Yu, this person is very powerful, so let me do it!"

Feeling the powerful strength of the white figure that rushed towards him, Zhaixing appeared next to Yu Haoran and suggested eagerly.

"Brother Feng, you are my trump card against the clan. Try not to reveal your true strength unless absolutely necessary."

Faced with the eager proposal of reaching for the stars, Yu Haoran shook his head and refused.

"So, let me deal with this old guy!"

Having said this, Yu Haoran directly took out the purple stick, roared and rose into the sky, and was the first to attack.

"Old guy, take your life!"

"boom…!"

The automatically extending purple stick, with Yu Haoran using a power close to the quasi-Martial Master realm, hit the unprepared white figure like a mountain.

With a deafening roar, the white figure that rushed towards him was knocked down heavily by the purple stick, and then like a falling star, it hit the hard ground directly, causing countless dust to rise.

"Zi...!"

As the white figure landed heavily on the hard ground, it was unclear whether he was dead or alive, and there were sudden gasps of air from the scene.

Although the speed of the white figure just now was so fast that everyone at the scene could not see his appearance clearly, but from the angry roar that echoed through the sky just now, and the position where the white figure rushed out.

Everyone at the scene knew that the white figure that was shot down just now was the ancestor of the Wang family who ranked second in cultivation and strength among the top families in Xianyang City, second only to the quasi-Martial Master realm.

Even the ancestor of the Wang family, who was at the peak of the Ninth Grade Martial Saint, was not a single enemy of Yu Haoran.

Could it be that Yu Haoran's true cultivation level has broken through to the quasi-Martial Master realm!

However, isn't Yu Haoran a peak master who is proficient in the cultivation of alchemy? How could his achievements in martial arts be so terrifying?

What's more, how old is Yu Haoran this year!

On the roof of a restaurant about a kilometer away from the fight just now, Feng Qingyun's eyes widened in shock, with a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

If Yu Haoran used the secret method of transformation to transform into a strange beast and blast away the ancestor of the Wang family who was at the peak of the ninth level of Martial Saint, he would be shocked as well, but at least he would be able to accept it in his heart.

But now!

As a master, I am no longer a match for my disciple, so do I still have the qualifications and ability to discipline and restrain him?

On the third floor of the restaurant where Feng Qingyun was standing, in front of the window sill facing the street, a young man who looked similar to Emperor Qin and was holding a wine glass looked at Yu Haoran who was holding a purple stick and standing in the air with the same shocked expression.

"Crack!"

Because he was too shocked and failed to control his own power, the restaurant in his hand was directly crushed.

The sound of the wine glass breaking also made the young man wake up from his shock.

Looking at Yu Haoran's childish face, the young man shook off the powder formed by the broken restaurant in his hands and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Ling Fei has good vision and is so lucky!"

Facing the sound of inhaling sounds at the scene, Yu Haoran looked at the direction where the ancestor of the Wang family just fell, and his heart was as calm as water.

"Damn it!"

It doesn't take long, only five or six seconds.

Accompanied by extremely angry curses, an old man wearing white robes with silver hair and a childlike face rose directly into the sky from the position where he fell just now.

"Cover the sky and cover out the sun!"

Just as the silver-haired old man soared into the sky, Yu Haoran, holding the purple stick tightly, appeared above the silver-haired old man.

The silver-white old man was busy resisting the continuous attacks of the stick technique, and at the same time, his body continued to fall.

Although the possession technique allows him to possess the attack power of a quasi-Martial Master, but due to the influence of his own cultivation, he cannot easily use the power of laws controlled by the tower spirit. Otherwise, the backlash of the power of laws will be very serious. It is possible that his meridians will be broken and his sea of ​​consciousness and Dantian will be destroyed.

As for the strong men in the Martial Saint realm, in addition to their stronger souls and Yuanli, the only way they can truly surpass the Martial Emperor realm is through the power of laws they comprehend.

Therefore, if you want to defeat the ancestor of the Wang family and kill the ancestor of the Wang family, you must not give him the opportunity to use the power of the law.

Otherwise, with the true strength of the ancestor of the Wang family after using the power of law, he could only let the tower spirit control his body.

The hundreds of stick techniques swung out in an instant filled the ancestor of the Wang family with countless purple sticks in all directions. It also gave him no chance to take out his natal magic weapon to fight back, let alone use the power of the law he understood.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two consecutive stick attacks hit the ancestor of the Wang family on the back, causing him to vomit three mouthfuls of blood. At the same time, he knew that he had to get away from the stick attack, otherwise, without being able to use the strongest means, he would most likely be killed. Planted here.

Therefore, the ancestor of the Wang family used the soul power and Yuan power that he mobilized at the beginning to withstand three heavy blows from the purple stick, and then barely managed to escape from the attack of the sky full of stick techniques.

However, although he successfully escaped the attack range of the stick method, the ancestor of the Wang family was in an extremely embarrassing state at this time.

The blood he spit out three times in a row stained the white robe on his chest red.

His back was hit with sticks one after another. Not only was his robe shattered, but his bare back was even stained with blood.

His silvery white hair, which was originally tied up in a bun, was knocked off with a stick because of the hairpin, causing him to be disheveled like a ghost now.

"Yu Haoran, you deserve to die!"

A spear with a color like silver hair appeared in the hands of the disheveled ancestor of the Wang family. ,

Through the gap of long hair scattered in front of his eyes, he cursed in a low voice.

Seeing the ancestor of the Wang family who had escaped his stick attack, Yu Haoran secretly sighed a pity, secretly reminded the tower spirit to prepare, and at the same time, the purple stick he clenched began to dance again.

Seeing Yu Haoran who continued to attack without saying a word, the ancestor of the Wang family, who was holding the spear tightly, also calmed down his anger, and then greeted the purple stick with a calm expression.

Basic stick and spear skills such as chopping, picking, stabbing, poking, and pounding made everyone at the scene gradually realize that the higher the level of martial arts, the stronger the power and the greater the lethality.

If one can master the basic martial arts, then the power unleashed by the basic martial arts will not be inferior to the top martial arts of the earth and heaven levels.

"What a nuisance!"

Taking advantage of the sharpness of the spear head, when Yu Haoran had to put away his stick to protect himself, the spear in the hand of the ancestor of the Wang family appeared directly in front of his heart with a simple stab.

"Feng Wu Fei Long!"

Facing the sharp spear head that pierced his heart, the purple stick in Yu Haoran's hand whirled around and knocked the sharp spear head away.