Chapter 173

Almost everyone thought so, but they didn't notice that Luo Xiao was already in a crazy state at this time. I'm afraid he couldn't recognize who was who.

Looking at Luo Xiao straight toward himself, Yang Hao's eyes widened in an instant, and immediately drew out the sword. But it's too late. Luo Xiao just came to him in an instant.

His arms were tightly grasped by Luo Xiao, and the big mouth that had just swallowed his flesh and blood was right in front of his eyes. Yang Hao was in a panic

"Ah

The crowd issued a exclamation, told Yang Hao heart all fear, he unconsciously closed his eyes, seems to have lost the idea of resistance, just waiting for Luo Xiao's attack!

In everyone's eyes, yuan Muchuan, who had been watching a good play, slowly stood up.

I don't see how he moves. It's just a small sword. In the twinkling of an eye, it pierces Luo Xiao's back and penetrates his whole chest!

The tip of the sword is only one finger away from Yang Hao's body. If yuan Muchuan wants to, he can kill Yang Hao at any time.

"Bang!"

Luo Xiao's body heavily hit on the ground, two eyes full of blood are still staring, as if they are not willing to die. The hands are still claw like, with a fierce look. Rao is dead, and the death also makes people feel awe inspiring.

"Bastard, you want to murder me!"

Hearing the news, Yang Hao felt that his strength on his arms was suddenly relaxed, and then he saw Luo Xiao fall to the ground lifeless.

The living Luo Xiao makes him feel timid and lose face in front of many martial brothers. Now that Luo Xiao is dead, he naturally has to let out the evil spirit in his heart, otherwise he will not be able to sleep for a long time.

Therefore, when he saw the sword on Luo Xiao's body, Yang Hao immediately stepped forward and squatted down to draw out the sword, and then stabbed Luo Xiao for more than ten times to let off his hatred!

However, this sword is one of the seven Ming swords of yuan Muchuan. Where can Yang Hao touch?

Before Yang Hao could touch the Qiming sword, the Qiming sword was spiritually and automatically flew up, and it was evil to pass in front of Yang Hao's eyes.

Yang Hao's eyes were dazzled by the silver light of the sword. Suddenly, a chill came from his feet to his forehead. He even thought, if he hide a little bit slowly, seven Ming sword is so easy to take his life!

The idea became clearer when he saw Qiming sword back in Yuan Muchuan's hand, and then saw yuan Muchuan's cold eyes. It seemed that it was printed in Yang Hao's head and could not be erased.

"Scared?"

Although it's a question, the irony in Yuan Mu Chuan's words is so obvious that many disciples of Luo Yuan sect can't help but cover their mouths and smirk, which actually dispels the condensed atmosphere brought by Luo Xiao.

Seeing this, Yang Hao turned pale and immediately recognized yuan Muchuan's disdain. He quickly got up from the ground and did not dare to show himself in front of yuan Muchuan. He turned his head and was ready to leave.

However, before his feet started, he was stopped by yuan Muchuan.

"Wait!"

Yuan Muchuan's tone is a little heavy. Of course, it's not because he wants to teach Yang Hao a lesson at this time. It's because he suddenly thought of something, which is related to the poison in Luoxiao this time.

However, Yang Hao didn't know yuan Muchuan's thoughts. He turned around stiffly. The pain on his arm made his expression a little distorted. He had to face yuan Muchuan. He could only bear it secretly, but in his heart he gave his greetings to the eight generations of yuan Muchuan's ancestors.

"I know it's a bit impolite to leave now, but I was injured and had to get treatment, so I wanted to leave. I don't know what else elder martial brother yuan has to do. If he needs a disciple, he won't refuse. "

This sentence is a little heartbreaking. The faces of many disciples in the room are slightly changed, more or less following Yang Hao's words.

Yuan Muchuan did not expect that a man with such a bad temper would even show off his verbal ability. He can only say, even if Yang Hao destroyed his image, how? With him, there is no loss.

After a deep look at Yang Hao, yuan Muchuan was reading a thousand stitches of snow in his heart, and he didn't want to talk with him at all.

Yuan Mu Chuan's eyes narrowed when he put away the Qiming sword, which made Yang Hao's heart beat and his legs tremble. He couldn't control it.

"If you want to be like Luo Xiao, you can go."

Voice down, Yuan Mu Chuan no longer pay attention to Yang Hao, then squat in the side of Luo Xiao, looking at the situation of Luo Xiao.

Through the situation just now, yuan Muchuan thought of a poison that Ling Yunsan had given him. But at the beginning, yuan Muchuan didn't think about it, so he didn't think about it.

But seeing Luo Xiao crazy and seeing his death, he finally remembered. But he had to make sure, because if the poison spread, it would be a great blow to luoyuanzong!

Carefully looking at Luo Xiao's situation, Yuan Mu Chuan looks serious, only to see there is a breath of strangers not near.

All of them held their breath and did not dare to disturb yuan Muchuan. Although Yang Hao wanted to say something in his heart, when he saw yuan Muchuan's cold face, he was afraid and had to wait for yuan Muchuan.

God knows how flustered and scared he is. He wants to practice, but he doesn't want to become a monster like Luo Xiao!

In this way, the house became very quiet. Yuan Mu Chuan's eyes were scared, admired and envied

In a word, among the numerous disciples, many people have more or less a complex emotion towards yuan Muchuan, even they can't say it clearly.

After a long time, yuan Muchuan regained his spiritual power and looked very dignified.

In everyone's eyes, yuan Muchuan got up and went to Yang Hao. Without saying a word, he stabbed Yang Hao's heart with a sword!

Yang Hao opened his eyes fiercely, as if he didn't understand why yuan Muchuan suddenly shot at him, and he still wanted to take his life with a sword!

Because this move was too sudden and didn't give Yang Hao any time to react, Yang Hao was so scared that he didn't know how to avoid it. He could only watch yuan Muchuan's sword coming straight to his heart, like a bolt of fire!

"Whew!"

The sharp sword stabbed into Yang Hao's heart instantly, and the severe pain made Yang Hao suddenly recover. He opened his eyes and looked at yuan Muchuan: "yuan Muchuan... You... You..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Hao fell to the ground in an instant, his eyes wide open, and finally he was unwilling to close them.