"Is the Thirteenth Young Master joking, even if your Uncle Han really gives you his life, I'm afraid that King Yan won't agree, right?"

Han Zhongtian glanced at Yan Shisan with a smile, not angry at all because of what he said just now, but showed a loving look on his face, just like looking at a naughty and ignorant child.

"You ......"

Yan Shisan pointed at Han Zhongtian, angry but didn't know how to refute.

Thirteen Shao is not good at verbal battles, if there is no matter of Muyang Gangwa, he should indeed call Han Zhongtian an uncle, and Han Zhongtian is right, just kill a few guards to let him pay for his life, even if he is willing, King Yan will not agree.

In front of the treacherous and cunning Han Zhongtian, Yan Shisan was too tender after all.

Yan Chaoge obviously didn't expect this result.

He followed Muyang all the way to the Han Mansion, and he didn't expect to kill Han Zhongtian to avenge Gangwa, although he knew that Gangwa was very important to Muyang, but in Yan Chaoge's eyes, he was just a retinue guard after all, even if he really died, at most he would take some compensation from Han Zhongtian, which was the most common way to resolve conflicts and contradictions between wealthy families in Daxia.

If you don't agree with each other, you will fight to the death with each other for a few people, this kind of behavior only appears in the market, and it is an idiot in the eyes of the big people, and the wealthy families who can inherit thousands of years of standing are the most important things.

For the nobles of Great Xia, force will only be used at the last moment of necessity, and if the two families with equal strength really turn their faces, they will only benefit others, and even the human and demon clans, which are as powerful as fire and water, will also take into account the reactions of the demon clan and other races before starting a war, not to mention the two Yan and Han families, which have no contradictions.

In Yan Chaoge's expectation, if Han Zhongtian really admitted that the assassination in the afternoon was his idea, he would apologize to Muyang in person and give some compensation, and at most hand over the murderer, the matter would be over.

Today, things don't turn out much from his conjectures.

Of course, Yan Chaoge knew that he was just trying to find a step for each other, and he naturally wouldn't break it, which would only make the two families more embarrassed and not good for anyone, so when Yan Shisan was disrespectful, and Han Zhongtian was still smiling like he was treating his nephew like an ignorant junior, it was even more impossible for him to turn his face.

But just when Yan Chaoge squeezed out a trace of a worldly smile and was about to resolve today's grievances, Muyang spoke.

"No one can touch my people, if you dare to move, you will die. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Yan Chaoge's words to his lips were forcibly blocked.

Han Zhongtian was stunned, he didn't expect Muyang to dare to say such things in front of him, for the sake of King Yan and Yan Chaoge's face, he could not care about Yan Shisan's disrespectful words, but what kind of thing is Muyang?

He dared to admit the assassination in the afternoon to his face, but he didn't take Mu Yang seriously, and he didn't plan to let Mu Yang walk out of the Han family's mansion alive.

didn't refute, didn't say some arrogant words to show his might, because it was completely unnecessary, Han Zhongtian sneered and spit out a word: "Kill!"

Han Liang, who was standing behind, was already ready to make a move, and when he heard Han Zhongtian's voice, he didn't draw his sword, and directly punched out.

A fierce wind suddenly blew in the living room, and a huge black giant hammer smashed down with Han Liang's fist, enveloping Mu Yang and the sparrow beside him in the shadow of the hammer.

This is Han Liang's best stunt 'Hammer Mountain Fist', with the strength of the Five Realms and One Grade, he can even collapse a one-meter-thick stone wall with a single blow with all his might, not to mention Mu Yang's flesh and blood.

The distance between Han Liang and Mu Yang was only more than a zhang away, and with the sudden attack, Yan Chaoge and the two Yan family masters who accompanied him had no time to stop them, seeing that this punch was about to smash on Mu Yang's body.

Mu Yang didn't hide, he suddenly grabbed the sparrow's shoulder, threw him backwards, and at the same time the hand holding the knife shook slightly, the star element in his body poured into his arm like a pouring flood, and the four-grade star armor heaven and earth on his body were activated instantly, and the speed of the star element flow increased exponentially, Yan Chaoge, who was standing not far away, felt that the heaven and earth around his body seemed to have collapsed into a big hole, and the full vitality poured into Mu Yang's body with an almost violent trend, and in the trembling sound, a pitch-black knife shadow slashed out silently from the bottom up, meeting Han Liang's iron fist.

Disheveled!

The roar was deafening.

Mu Yang took a few steps back, and the nameless long knife was bounced high by the Xingyuan energy wrapped in the iron fist, and the huge anti-shock force shook his qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood hit the tip of his throat, almost spitting it out.

Han Liang was also shocked and took a half step back, looking at Muyang with a shocked expression.

He used ninety percent of his strength in this punch, even if a cultivator at the peak of the Four Realms resisted hard, he would be seriously injured, and a slightly weaker one was enough to be killed by a single blow, but Muyang only had three grades in the Four Realms, how could he resist?

As soon as the shocked feeling was born, a faint pain came from his soul, Han Liang lowered his head and found that there was an extra two-inch-long tear in his cuffs, and blood flowed out of his injured arm under his clothes.

"How is that possible?"

Han Liang couldn't believe his eyes at all, and at this moment, Mu Yang moved.

Xingyuan, who was gathered in Mu Yang's arm, injected the runes on the knife body along the handle of the knife.

The pitch-black blade suddenly burned violently, like a wooden stick soaked in fire oil being ignited at once.

Mu Yang began to rotate his arm, and the flaming nameless long knife danced one fiery red arc after another in the air, and these fiery arcs did not dissipate with the slashing of the blade, but strangely formed finger-long spikes, like burning arrows.

Han Liang's pupils contracted sharply, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and he subconsciously sacrificed his life weapon.

It was a fist glove made of black iron mixed with purple gold, and two one-foot-long sharp blades protruded from the tip of the fist gauntlet, which looked like the fangs of a wild wolf outside its mouth.

The name of this glove is Wild Wolf Tooth.

Mu Yang's arm was still waving, the fiery red spikes around his body gathered more and more, the burning fireworks wrapped him into a huge ball of fire, and at the moment when Han Liang's wild wolf teeth were about to attack, a sharp shout burst out from his lips, and the hundreds of fiery red spikes suddenly spun and flew forward.

Han Liang's wild wolf teeth suspended in front of his chest trembled violently at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and he ignored the red spikes that shot at him, instead letting the wild wolf teeth stab straight into Mu Yang's chest.

As a cultivator who has passed through the Five Realms, he naturally understands that these spikes are all condensed by Xingyuan and combat skills, although the lethality is not bad, but he is confident that he can still resist it, and more importantly, in his perception, Mu Yang has consumed most of the Xingyuan in his body in order to use this move, as long as he can kill him, tonight's qiē will be over.