Destined Martial God

"Eh, how did Yu Haoran escape the encirclement of those three people?"    

Seeing Yu Haoran escaping the encirclement from Zhao Ying and the other two in a way that was difficult for an ordinary person to understand, a Peak Master who was an expert in speed asked with a puzzled expression.    

However, no one answered him.    

Because it was also hard for these people to understand the strange distortions that appeared on Yu Haoran's body when he dodged the encirclement just now.    

After barely dodging the encirclement, Yu Haoran hurriedly increased his speed and rushed into the area where the inner sect disciples of Hundred Feet Peak were.    

Although escaping from the encirclement of Zhao Ying and the other two just now looked extremely brilliant, Yu Haoran knew clearly in his heart that it was only because they didn't understand him, and didn't know that his dodging timing and methods were experience obtained from over a hundred desperate attempts.    

However, this method could only be used once. Next time, Zhao Ying and the others could use their soul force to block all escape routes.    

Therefore, if they wanted to stall for time until the Tower Spirit removed the restrictions on their magic tools, they had to make Zhao Ying and the others not use their spirit energy and not dare to use their spirit energy.    

The area that the inner disciples lived was the best place to restrict Zhao Ying and the others who didn't dare to use their soul force.    

Whether it was the Hundred Feet Peak or the peaks of the other factions, the majority of the disciples were not Martial Disciples, nor were they Martial Disciples, outer sect disciples or even more powerful Martial Master Elites. Instead, they were all inner sect disciples who had reached the Martial Master realm.    

As a part of the sect, Hundred Feet Peak had around ten thousand inner sect disciples. This caused the area where the inner sect disciples lived to be very crowded.    

Looking at Yu Haoran who directly rushed into the inner sect disciple area, Zhao Ying's face changed.    

She then shouted loudly, "Disperse, all disciples!"    

Hearing Vice Peak Master Zhao Ying's orders, the nearly ten thousand inner disciples of Hundred Feet Peak spread out quickly, but Yu Haoran deliberately used his peak ninth stage Martial King's maximum speed to rush into the crowd.    

"All disciples, disperse by yourself!" Seeing Yu Haoran s insidious charge into the group of people, Zhao Ying almost exploded out in anger, but she quickly continued to command harshly.    

Seeing himself rushing towards the dozens of gathered disciples and quickly dispersing them, Yu Haoran could not help but change his expression, and then hurriedly went to look for the other gathered people.    

Maybe it was because of Zhao Ying's high prestige in the mountain, but with her order, almost ten thousand disciples were immediately scattered apart, causing Yu Haoran to immediately lose his chance to hide.    

However, this was not difficult for Yu Haoran.    

This was because when he rushed into the crowd of inner sect disciples, he had already observed the situation of these disciples and had already chosen a few with outstanding temperament and temperament ahead of time.    

Borrowing the speed of a level nine Martial King, Yu Haoran quickly arrived at the side of a genius disciple who was a level three Martial Master. However, the aura that he was emitting was similar to that of a level five Martial Master. Before he could even react, Yu Haoran knocked him out and used him as a shield to block Zhao Ying's attack.    

Initially, seeing that the disciples had dispersed quickly, Yu Haoran had lost his chance to hide in an instant. Zhao Ying and the other two experts at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial King had activated their spirit energy, planning to use their spirit energy to seal off all escape routes and directly strangle Yu Haoran.    

But when they saw Yu Haoran directly capturing the most talented disciple among the inner sect disciples of Hundred Feet Peak, their expressions changed slightly.    

"Vice Peak Master, what should we do?" One of the experts asked anxiously.    

"In a life-and-death battle between factions, if it wasn't your death, then I would die. I can't risk my life for the sake of a single disciple, and I don't care about the life and death of the entire faction."    

After considering for only five seconds, Zhao Ying had already decided to abandon that genius disciple. This was enough to demonstrate her ambitious nature.    

Although it was a pity to give up that genius disciple, but as Zhao Ying had said just now, the life and death struggle between factions concerned the survival of the entire faction.    

If they were to be delayed by Yu Haoran until the magic tool lost its effect, then the ones who would suffer the consequences would definitely be the high ranking members of their faction.    

Therefore, the other two experts at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial King used martial skills that they had long been preparing to kill Yu Haoran with.    

"Ai!"    

Seeing that his plan was wrong, Yu Haoran couldn't help but to let out a sigh, then he immediately threw the genius disciple that he captured alive to the side. He planned to overdraft half of his potential, and temporarily raise his cultivation to the Martial King.    

Based on his previous life's cultivation at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial King, as well as the fact that he was on the verge of breaking through the state of mind of the Martial Saint Realm, forcefully raising his cultivation level ? ? As for the realm of the Martial King, although it would cause great harm to his potential and foundation, and very likely cause his cultivation to slow down for a very long period of time in the future, compared to his own life, the result of his slow progress in cultivation was still acceptable.    

Of course, without overdrawing his own potential, using the Spirit Slaying Pill that had just threatened Tower Spirit wasn't impossible to solve the predicament he was in right now.    

However, in the face of nearly ten thousand young people who would have a good life in the future, including a few he was familiar with, he was still unable to use the inhumane Tu Ling dan in the end.    

"Yu Haoran, it's done!"    

Just as Yu Haoran was about to overuse half of his potential and forcefully raise his cultivation, a voice that sounded like it came from heaven came into his mind.    

When he heard that Tower Spirit had broken through the restricted secret transformation technique's artifact, Yu Haoran could not help but heave a sigh of relief.    

After that, while stimulating the blood and essence of the Chinese macaque in his body, he raised her head to look at Zhao Ying and the other two, and a sinister smile gradually appeared on her face.    

"Zhao Ying, and you two, didn't you two chase me pretty well just now?"    

Seeing Yu Haoran, who was desperately hiding, not only was he no longer running around, but instead had a sinister smile on his face, Zhao Ying suddenly had a bad feeling.    

After all, Yu Haoran had used all of his trump cards since the start of the life-and-death battle.    

"Originally, I had another trump card in my hand. If this trump card is used, in the entire Hundred Feet Peak, other than me, Yu Haoran, and a few other people close to me, everyone else would die miserable deaths!"    

Activating the blood essence of the Chinese macaque in her body, but forcefully suppressing the change in her body, Yu Haoran said with an expression of pity.    

"However, the life and death battle between Qing Yunfeng and the Hundred Feet Peak is basically a personal grudge between me and Zhao Ji, it has nothing to do with these disciples."    

"Although you all called me a butcher, a devil who kills people without blinking an eye, in the end, I am still a disciple of the Hundred Feet Sect."    

"I, Yu Haoran, can't, and I don't want to take the lives of tens of thousands of people from Hundred Feet Peak to carry Zhao Ji, Zhao Xinyu, and the Zhao Clan behind you."    

Hearing Yu Haoran's pitiful explanation, Zhao Ying and the other two did not attack immediately. Because they wanted to see what Yu Haoran actually wanted to do.    

"Luckily, even the Heavens are dissatisfied with your Zhao Clan's actions, or it could be said that they're angry!"    

"He actually helped me remove the restriction on my secret transformation technique at the most critical moment."    

Speaking till here, Yu Haoran immediately released the transformation he had been suppressing, and instantly turned into a Chinese macaque that was 57 meters tall, emitting a strong killing intent.    

"Right now, it is the time for your Zhao Family to bear my, Yu Haoran's wrath!"    

"Not good, run!"