On the peak of Mount Right Ox!
"Ah …!"
A miserable cry of pain immediately attracted the attention of the people on the peak.
"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before?" A middle-aged warrior in the early first level of the Martial Sage Realm said to himself, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"He's young, strong, and ruthless. It seems that he's either an elite disciple of a first-class sect or a core disciple of an inherited family." Another white-bearded old man at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Sage Realm praised Yu Haoran's background.
"He's so young, but he's so ruthless. I can tell at a glance that he's not a good person." Another young man who didn't like Yu Haoran sneered disdainfully.
"Are you guys stupid? Hurry up and help me."
After the fist was crushed, Yu Haoran also let go of his hand.
The strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man, who took a few steps back, took a healing pill and shouted at his companions.
Without using any Primordial Force or Soul Power, he could directly block the iron fist with his strong physical body and crush the attack of his companions. This showed that the seemingly young man in front of him was definitely an expert at the Martial Sage Realm.
Therefore, in the face of the angry roar of the strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man, none of his companions dared to step forward to help.
Moreover, under Yu Haoran's indifferent gaze, they obediently made way for him with a posture of submission.
"Are you still men?" Seeing that his companions took the initiative to submit to Yu Haoran, the strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man suddenly flew into a rage and pointed at them.
"If you don't want to die, you'd better shut up immediately." Yu Haoran walked toward the Sword Tower. When he approached the strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man who was still cursing, he threatened him with a frosty voice.
"Boy, if you have the guts, just kill me directly. Otherwise, you …!"
Facing Yu Haoran's frosty threat, the strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man continued to threaten him recklessly.
However, before he could finish his threat, a strong Primordial Force directly penetrated his heart.
"You, you really dared to attack me." Looking at the pierced heart, the strong seventh level Martial Royal Realm man who would not die for the time being said in disbelief.
Although after a warrior broke through the Martial Grandmaster Realm and condensed his own Divine Soul, he could reach the extent where his physical body was destroyed but his Divine Soul could not be destroyed. Very few warriors could survive after their Divine Souls left their physical body.
This was because the opponent would not give the Divine Soul a chance to make a comeback. It was also because the Divine Soul would die quickly after losing the energy provided by the physical body.
"Brat, my big brother, the Berserk Black Fiend, will never let you go."
Just as his Divine Soul was about to be destroyed, the seventh-grade Martial Emperor left behind a threat that made everyone's expression change.
With regards to this, Yu Haoran's expression did not change at all as he continued walking towards the Sword Tower.
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However, when Yu Haoran walked in front of a handsome young man who was about 30 years old with an outstanding temperament, the other party crossed his arms and looked at him with a sneer. He had no intention of making way for Yu Haoran.
"Get lost!" Yu Haoran looked coldly at the handsome young man and scolded him in a frosty voice.
"Ah!"
Facing Yu Haoran's frosty scolding, the handsome young man suddenly screamed and asked with a gloomy face.
"Boy, do you know who I am?"
"I'll count to three!" Yu Haoran ignored the other party's question and indifferently gave him a time limit.
"I'm from the Wu Clan of the Qilian Mountain Range in the Central Region." The handsome young man introduced himself arrogantly.
After hearing the background of the handsome young man, there was a shocked discussion at the scene.
Some warriors who came from the Southern Region or were too far away from the Qilian Mountain Range didn't know what the Wu Clan behind the handsome young man represented. They hurriedly asked some warriors who knew the situation.
"The Wu Clan has a history of more than 100,000 years. Not only is the clan powerful, but there are also three peerless Martial Revered experts among their ancestors. They are the real overlords of the Qilian Mountain Range." A Martial Sage expert who knew the Wu Clan very well introduced with a shocked expression.
Hearing other people's introduction of the Wu Clan and seeing the shocked expressions of the surrounding people, the handsome young man smiled complacently.
"Three seconds have passed. You can die now!"
However, what surprised the young man, or rather, what angered him was Yu Haoran's contempt for the Wu Clan. Yu Haoran was so arrogant that he considered everyone beneath him.
"Arrogant and ignorant boy, I'll send you on your way first."
The handsome young man who took out his Natal Sword roared and stabbed it directly between Yu Haoran's eyebrows.
An early first-grade Martial Saint and a high-grade Martial Emperor Natal Sword. Seeing the means displayed by the young man, Yu Haoran secretly stimulated the power of the Ancestral Sorcerer's fleshly body. At the same time, he directly clamped down on the sword with two fingers as fast as lightning.
At this moment, the tip of the Natal Sword was less than a centimeter away from his eyebrows.
"What a powerful physical body!" Seeing the handsome young man use his origin energy and soul power to drive the Natal Sword, but it didn't move at all, the crowd couldn't help but sigh.
"Let go!"
As Yu Haoran looked at the elegant youth who was trying his best to drive his Intrinsic Sword, he roared and twisted his fingers that were clamping the sword tip. A powerful vibrational force forced the elegant youth to let go of his Intrinsic Sword.
Yu Haoran glanced at the ordinary high-grade Martial Emperor Sword that was suitable to improve the quality of the Wish Bell. He directly put the Natal Sword into his storage ring.
"Brat, hand over this young master's Natal Sword!" His Natal Sword, which had been isolated from his mind by the storage space, caused the young man to yell angrily.
Yu Haoran's response to this was very simple. He infused his fist with the law of speed, and before his opponent could react, his head was directly smashed into pieces.
Using his origin energy to shake away the blood and brain matter that splattered over, Yu Haoran continued to walk toward the Sword Tower.
With the strength of his fleshly body, not only could he catch a high-grade Emperor Realm artifact, he could even directly kill a first-grade Martial Saint expert. The domineering aura and strength that Yu Haoran had displayed when he had killed the young man earlier had directly caused all the experts below the peak of the seventh-grade Martial Saint to immediately make way for him.
Looking at the middle-aged expert who was at the peak of the eighth-grade Martial Sage and had a slightly feminine temperament, Yu Haoran didn't say a word, but the coldness in his eyes made the middle-aged man hesitate.
In the end, the middle-aged man sighed softly and took the initiative to move aside.
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