Xue Wuchou frowned, stood up, his body trembled, and a faint thunder sounded.

But its figure appeared like a ghost on the spacious stone platform of life and death below.

He raised his head and looked gloomily at where the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group was: "Whoever is dueling me today, please stand up!"

Hearing Xue Wuchou's shout, the full daylight instantly turned to the seats of the Langya Mercenary Group.

Then they all gathered around Gu Hansha, and the entire mercenary group was able to fight against Xue Wuchou.

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Gu Hansha shook his head slightly, then turned slightly sideways and gave up a position. His calm voice echoed in the audience: "It's not me who is playing today, but him!"

Countless eyes suddenly shifted, and finally, they stopped at the young man wearing an ordinary green shirt behind Gu Hansha. For a moment, everyone was shocked...

Xue Wuchou's cold eyes suddenly turned to Yang Ran, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all: "It's really you, actually here to die!"

Hearing the sneer coming from Xue Wuchou's mouth, Yang Ran smiled, with a hint of coldness in his smile, and then said something that made Xue Wuchou's face become extremely gloomy in an instant,

"Don't worry, you will be able to see your short-lived son soon!"

Amid the astonished gazes of the audience, he stood up.

The body that was not strong jumped lightly and stomped the soles of its feet on the stone ground. Amidst the sound of an explosion, its figure rushed straight down like a rocket, flipped its body in the air, and landed steadily on the boulder square.

.

"Who is this guy? How come I've never seen him before?"

"I don't know. It seems that they are not from Moxu City. Could it be that they were invited from outside by the Langya Mercenary Group?"

"Look at that kid, he's only twenty years old at most. How can he be an opponent of Xue Wushou? I wonder what the Langya Mercenary Group is thinking?"

"Maybe there is something special about this kid. You know, this life-and-death duel is related to the survival of the entire mercenary group!"

As soon as Yang Ran appeared, the whispers around the square started loudly, and then a series of surprised and suspicious eyes continued to sweep over him.

But on the life-and-death duel stage, after hearing Yang Ran's words, Xue Wuchou's face was extremely ugly, his aura was raging, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, I will definitely cut you into pieces to pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven!

"

Yang Ran smiled, as if he didn't feel the terrifying killing intent, and said calmly: "At the beginning, your son also said that he would cut me into pieces. Unfortunately, in the end, not even ashes were left. I think your ending will be the same.

He won't be much different."

His eyes suddenly darkened. These words were undoubtedly a poisonous arrow inserted into Xue Wuchou's wound. He stared at Yang Ran closely: "Go to hell, kid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surging and bloody aura suddenly surged out of his body and spread to the entire life and death duel stage. The killing intent was overwhelming. It seemed that Yang Ran's words had completely aroused the killing intent in his heart.

This aura was not only as powerful as the fifth level of the Xuanming Realm, but it was also extremely bloody. The surging murderous intent made the onlookers take a few steps back, and even some with weaker cultivation levels became weak and collapsed to the ground!

But what surprised them was that on the life-and-death duel stage, facing the terrifying smell of blood, the young man in green shirt remained unmoved.

Looking at the surging blood, Yang Ran raised his eyes slightly and stepped lightly with the sole of his foot.

An equally vast aura jumped out, and finally collided with the blood energy. There was a muffled sound, and the boulder at the collision point actually left a half-foot-sized hole.

"Master of the Blood Sect, just do it. Don't show off these little tricks of yours." Yang Ran said with a smile on his lips.

"Sure enough, you have some strength, but you will not escape death today!"

Xue Wuchou's eyes were cold, and blood light suddenly shot out. Immediately, his figure looked like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yang Ran.

The bloody fist made a hissing sound and hit the latter's head hard.

Yang Ran raised his eyelids and casually moved a step to the left to avoid the violent blood energy coming towards him, easily dodging the bloody fist.

Yang Ran dodged the attack, but Xue Wuchou sneered. He suddenly opened his fist, bent his fingers into a weird claw shape, and then fiercely tore Yang Ran's shoulder down.

As soon as the claws were waved down, they suddenly solidified. Yang Ran's two fingers, wrapped in rich true energy, were like daggers, inserted straight into the heart of his claws, and the force on them was

Resist them all.

"Bang!"

Before Xue Wuchou could recover, two powerful spiritual energy burst out from the fingers blocking his claws. The sudden counterattack knocked him back several steps.

"Sure enough!" He took a few steps back before standing still, but his palms were still trembling slightly. A gloomy look appeared in Xue Wuchou's eyes, and then he suddenly shouted coldly: "Try my blood claws!"

As soon as he shouted, the blood energy on Xue Wuchou's claws suddenly surged, and several lines of blood energy curved strangely, and finally condensed into a pair of extremely sharp bloody claws at his fingertips.

The fingers and claws took shape, Xue Wuchou shouted angrily, the power on the claws surged, forcing Yang Ran's fingers back, and slashed down with an extremely fierce killing intent!

With this slash, even the air was torn open. Where the claw passed, a blurry shadow of the bloody claw emerged in mid-air.

Feeling the sharp wind from the opponent's claws, Yang Ran was slightly surprised. With a move of his fingers, the Saint-Killing Finger Gauntlet appeared, and then suddenly, the lightning ball flashed out and collided with Xue Wuchou's bloody claws.

Bang!

There was a deep sound, and Xue Wuchou's body felt slightly stagnant, but he quickly recovered, a fierce light flashed across his eyes, and his claws suddenly danced wildly!

Afterimages appeared dizzyingly in front of him, and the sharp claw wind covered almost Yang Ran's entire upper body. The whining sound of the wind continued to echo in the square.

Facing Xue Wuchou's fierce offensive, Yang Ran's expression remained unchanged, his fingers and palms changed, forming a defensive barrier in front of him.

After understanding some space rules, coupled with the sudden increase in soul power, no matter how fast Xue Wushou's attack speed was, he still couldn't escape his prying eyes.

Therefore, every time the claw wind containing murderous intent hits, it will be blasted back by Yang Ran with a fierce finger.

The claws of both sides were pointing back and forth, and afterimages continued to appear in front of them. Countless people on the stone platform screamed in shock. No one thought that Yang Ran could actually fight with Xue Wuchou for so many rounds without losing anything.

defeat.

"Heaven-Tearing Blood Hell Claw!"
Chapter completed!