Chapter 243 - Another Severed Limb

Do you dare?

The pupils of all the powerful people in Gangneung shrank, and they couldn't believe their ears.

Who is this young man? Even the proud sons of the five great families in Kyoto would not dare to say such arrogant and domineering words, right?

"No matter who he is, but he can only be described in four words, arrogant!" said someone with a wry smile on his face.

"If you don't dare to take responsibility, then the Zhou family can't be the second largest family in the Demon Capital and have such a terrifying force in Jiangling. What did this young man think about saying this, is he crazy?" Some people were incredulous and looked at Mu Yang in surprise.

Zhou Hanjian was even more angry, and his whole face turned purple with anger.

He had never seen such an arrogant and ignorant person, would the Zhou family dare in the demon capital? Why would the Zhou family dare?

Zhou Hanjian was about to open his mouth, and suddenly, several figures came slowly at the banquet.

"What is this?"

Several people who walked in felt the strange atmosphere, and one of the old men couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle Qian!"

When Zhou Hanjian saw the comer, his attitude was restrained, and he didn't take care of Muyang for the time being.

At this time, everyone at the banquet reacted.

Today is the birthday banquet of an old man in Gangneung, so this is why we are gathered together. This old man has neither power nor power in Gangneung, let alone any money that rivals the country's wealth.

Like Zhou Qilin and Ma Pijing, he was a general who retired from the battlefield, lived and worked in peace and contentment in Jiangling, and had no children or daughters in his life, and had no support.

Fortunately, the old man has both ability and political integrity, and he has helped some people in the turbulent years, and no one in Gangneung is respected.

Beside this old man, there were five or six people, and from them, Mu Yang saw a few familiar figures.

Man Ziqian, and ...... His gaze fell on a strange face with some blood tugging.

Mu Wenhua!

If you talk about seniority, it should be regarded as the generation of his uncle, the elder of the Jiangling herdsman's family, and there will be several encounters every year.

If Zhou Hanjian represents the magic capital and the Zhou family in Jiangling, then Wen Ziqian and Mu Wenhua represent the Wen family and the Mu family in Jiangling.

Qian Xun was full of surprise, he saw Zhou Xiaolong who was bleeding from his limbs and fell to the ground wailing.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he asked slowly, "What the hell is going on?"

Today is his 80th birthday, is it possible that there are still people making trouble here?

Wen Ziqian also saw Zhou Xiaolong at first sight, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he was happy to see Zhou Xiaolong's tragic situation. After all, the two major soil overlords in Jiangling, the Wen family, the Mu family, and the Zhou family, the demon capital family, are calm on the surface, but the younger generation can be described as-for-tat, and friction is a common thing.

But soon, the smile on the corner of Wen Ziqian's mouth froze, and he stared at the figure in the field with a slightly pale face, and his body shook.

"Master Mu!" he almost blurted out in shock, but fortunately, he was just a little stunned and didn't make a sound.

Zhou Hanjian walked in a few steps, full of apologies: "I'm sorry uncle, I'll solve this little matter immediately!"

His face was embarrassed, and his eyes were a little gloomy and glaring at Mu Yang.

Mu Wenhua followed Zhou Hanjian's gaze and glanced at Mu Yang, with a slight doubt in his eyes.

He felt that the appearance of this young man was somewhat familiar, but it was only a little familiar, and it was possible that Mu Yang's identity had already been forgotten.

Qian Xun frowned, and then nodded slightly.

However, his face is not good-looking, his birthday is a day of great joy, and now there is blood shedding, which is not a good sign.

Old age is dying, so an old man of his age values many things.

"Muyang, that old man's name is Qian Xun, he is a congenital grandmaster, and he is also highly respected in Jiangling. Zhou Qianyu whispered on the side.

Mu Yang smiled faintly and ignored it.

It's just an innate grandmaster, it's just an ant, how could he care.

"Don't you want to throw him out?" Mu Yang smiled, didn't pay attention to others, and glanced at the lobby manager lightly.

He suddenly came over, and hurriedly beckoned the two of them, and was about to throw out Zhou Xiaolong, who had fallen to the ground and wailed.

When Zhou Hanjian saw this scene, blood almost spread in his eyes.

"I'll see who dare!" he burst out to stop him.

"Why don't you dare?"

Mu Yang smiled faintly and looked at Zhou Hanjian quietly.

Such a calm expression made everyone gasp.

"He really wants to fight the demon capital Zhou family to the end, if Zhou Xiaolong is really thrown out today, the Zhou family will definitely be furious, and it will definitely be a bond!" someone was shocked.

In Jiangling and even in the Demon Capital, no one has dared to provoke the majesty of the Zhou family so much.

"You ......"

Zhou Hanjian felt that he was about to be completely angry, what did this person want to do? Could it be that he had to sweep away the face of his Zhou family?

He was furious, if it weren't for Zhou Qianyu being the grandmaster, he would have let Quan Lao do it a long time ago.

Zhou Hanjian's eyes were bright and cold, and he said word by word: "Okay, this is what you are looking for death yourself!"

"Are you threatening me?" The corners of Mu Yang's mouth slightly hooked a cold arc, and he looked at Zhou Hanjian lightly.

Zhou Hanjian looked at those plain eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

It's just that this trace of coolness was quickly overwhelmed by his anger, and he was already angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "So what?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yang's voice sounded slowly, "Then even his limbs will be broken, throw them out!"

Zhou Qianyu was stunned for a moment, and replied gently: "Okay!"

She rose again, and the Gang Qi in her hand condensed into four Gang needles again, and with a flick of her wrist, the Gang Needles shot towards Zhou Hanjian's limbs like sharp arrows.

"Jianye!" Quan Lao's complexion changed suddenly, and he wanted to stop it.

However, after all, he is only an internal strength martial artist, how can he block the innate attack?

At this moment, Zhou Hanjian was shocked in his heart, and roared angrily: "You dare!"

Everyone was stunned again, breaking Zhou Xiaolong's limbs, which was enough to shock them. But now, even Zhou Hanjian's limbs have to be broken, what is this young man going to do?

He's simply a madman who doesn't do things through his brains!

A trace of horror could not help but rise in everyone's hearts, and their faces were full of horror.

Bang bang......

There were four muffled sounds, and the needle exploded in mid-air in an instant, turning into a flood of gas.

A figure had already appeared in front of Zhou Hanjian, and smashed the four needles into pieces with both hands.

Qian Xun glared at Mu Yang with a hint of anger, "Junior, have you made enough trouble?"

This shout is like a lion roaring in the east of the river.

Everyone felt the anger of this old man, a good 80th birthday was destroyed by others, how could the old man turn a blind eye?

Zhou Hanjian reacted, moved his limbs that were still conscious, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

At that moment, he felt the horror of the Innate Grandmaster.

If it weren't for Qian Lao, I'm afraid he would have ended up with Zhou Xiaolong at this moment.

Mu Yang smiled and looked at the old man, his eyes shining as before.

Suddenly, his palm lifted and his fingers flicked.

Whoosh!

Four sounds that tore through the air sounded, and the invisible finger force rushed towards Zhou Hanjian in an instant.

"You ......" Qian Xun was furious, he didn't expect that young man to dare to do it.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the innate power turned into a gang wrapped in his hands, and he was about to shatter the four finger forces.

But soon, when his hands touched, Qian Xun's face changed.

The qi in his palm turned into floating dust in an instant, and then, the strength of those four fingers was like a bamboo, directly penetrating Zhou Hanjian's limbs.

How can it be!

Qian Xun looked at his trembling hands in horror, and looked at Mu Yang in disbelief. A slightly hoarse roar sounded in his ears, and Zhou Hanjian had already fallen to the ground, although it was not as bitter and wailing as Zhou Xiaolong, but it was also unbearable pain.

At this moment, a voice sounded softly, causing everyone to come back to their senses.

They saw the mysterious young man in his eyes standing proudly in his hands.

"I, Muyang, have always been like this, why not make trouble!"