Destined Martial God

Even three experts of the ninth stage of Martial King were not her match, let alone these people, who were only of Martial King and had already lost their will to fight.    

Just when the large sized sailboat had finished turning its head and was preparing to increase its horsepower to escape from Tiny Island Lake, Yu Haoran had already killed all of its opponents easily.    

Looking at the boat that had just started, Yu Haoran sneered.    

The purple stick in his hand extended at a fast speed, and then like a mountain, it directly smashed the ship into pieces.    

The feminine-looking young man with relatively outstanding potential was also an expert of the Martial King.    

The moment the sailboat was smashed apart by the purple staff, the feminine-looking young man had relied on his own cultivation to barely escape from the shipwreck that contained a great lethality.    

However, the dozen or so Martial Master experts who provided power for the ship were smashed into pieces along with the boat.    

"Brat, do you know who I am?!" The slightly miserable feminine-looking young man shouted in a gloomy voice.    

"Aren't you the junior leader of the Evil Dragon Gang?" Yu Haoran said with disdain as he casually flicked at the fragments of the ship.    

"Kid, since you know that I'm the junior leader of the Evil Dragon Gang and you still dare to attack me, do you believe that my father will let you have a taste of the thirty-six torturous torture methods of the Evil Dragon Gang?"    

Thinking that the Tiny Islands Lake was under the control of the Evil Dragon Gang, and that he also had a life-saving card up his sleeves, the feminine-looking young man gradually recovered his confidence and threatened fiercely.    

He did not even put the threat of the successor of the number one family in the Xianyang City, Meng Sheng, or the third prince of the Great Qin Empire in his eyes, let alone a small gang that lived on an island.    

Therefore, in the face of the feminine-looking young man's fierce threat, Yu Haoran's response was very simple.    

The purple rod that was swiftly extended in his hand heavily smashed towards the feminine-looking young man.    

However, just as the purple stick was about to land on the feminine-looking young man's head, the jade pendant hanging around the young man's neck exploded. A green energy instantly enveloped the feminine-looking young man.    

"Who, who dares to hurt my son!?" An illusionary human figure spoke in a loud and clear voice after the green-colored energy protected the feminine-looking young man.    

"A mere early stage fifth stage Martial Saint cultivator left behind a trace of consciousness, my strength is only at the early stage of the first stage Martial Saint, with that amount of strength, I wishful thinking to protect his life, you are looking down too much upon my purple rod!"    

Originally, Yu Haoran was startled by the burst of cyan energy on the feminine-looking young man's body, and immediately retracted his purple rod. At the same time, he mistakenly thought that he had attracted another expert of the Quasi-Martial Saint.    

But when he discovered that the other party was only an early stage fifth stage Martial Saint, protecting his will, Yu Haoran showed disdain, but at the same time, he immediately appeared in front of the feminine-looking young man. His purple pole immediately transformed into countless of pole images, like a torrential storm, it struck onto the green energy barrier.    

"Boom!"    

Accompanying the storm-like attack was the purple staff. The cyan energy barrier only lasted for three seconds before it was completely shattered.    

"Brat, you actually dared to kill my son. How dare you destroy my spiritual will? I, Lei Xingjun, will never let you go."    

The illusory figure immediately exploded the moment the green energy barrier shattered.    

However, the moment the shadow exploded, the entire sky above the lake was filled with the shadow's threat.    

"Lei Xingjun, I'll wait!" Yu Haoran who kept his purple rod and dispersed the secret transformation technique replied coldly.    

Following that, he waved at Black Bear, who had killed his opponent long ago. He then planned to leave the Tiny Island Lake, but was stopped by Lan Jiao, who had regained his senses.    

"Please stop!"    

"What's the matter?" Turning his head, Yu Haoran asked.    

"May I know your name?" Lan Jiao, who had flown in front of Yu Haoran, asked him respectfully.    

"Yu Haoran."    

"Yu Haoran, when I asked you to help me earlier, I promised you that I would give you a great opportunity."    

"It seems to be true."    

Facing Lan Jiao's reminder, Yu Haoran thought back to it, as if it had mentioned this to him before when it killed the three experts of Martial King.    

"Yu Haoran, do you want to know why your spiritual will is unable to enter the lake?"    

Seeing that Yu Haoran had only recalled his initial promise through careful thought, Lan Jiao felt a sense of defeat, but at the same time, an unconvinced feeling surfaced in his heart.    

This was because it did not believe that a good fortune that could change fate could not arouse the interest or greed of the young human in front of it.    

Therefore, Lan Jiao planned to use this step by step to gradually uncover the hidden astounding good fortune at the bottom of the Tiny Island.    

"I don't want to!"    

But against Lan Jiao's expectations, when faced with his guidance, or in other words, temptation, Yu Haoran was not the least bit moved.    

"Yu Haoran, don't you want to know the secret to Creation?" Lan Jiao asked somewhat exasperatedly.    

"Lan Jiao, I have some important matters to take care of next. I can't waste too much time here."    

In the face of Lan Jiao, who was determined to let him know whether he was dead or alive, Yu Haoran frowned slightly as a trace of displeasure emerged from his heart.    

However, after considering the fact that Lan Jiao still needed to use it as a betrothal gift to shock the guests from all over, he had to patiently remind them.    

"Thus, what exactly do you want to do? It would be best for you to speak of it straightforwardly."    

"Alright!"    

Although Yu Haoran's tone was very gentle, seeing his frown just now, Lan Jiao knew that he could no longer continue to guide and tempt him. Otherwise, it was very likely that he would arouse the other party's displeasure.    

Therefore, it could only speak the truth.    

"The reason why the lake water of the Tiny Island is able to restrict spiritual will is because there is a tomb at the bottom of the lake. It is a True Dragon tomb of the second rank."    

"Lan Jiao, are you sure you weren't joking?"    

Being affected by the grade and environment, Yu Haoran did not think that the luck Lan Jiao mentioned was so shocking. This was also the main reason why he was not moved.    

However, when he heard that there was actually a tomb of a rank 2 True Dragon hidden at the bottom of the lake, his heart was suddenly in turmoil.    

However, thinking that a Level 2 True Dragon was equivalent to a human Martial Emperor Ranker, just the aura emitted from her body was enough to instantly kill an expert of Martial King, he suspected that Lan Jiao was mistaken.    

"Of course!"    

In the face of Yu Haoran's questioning, Lan Jiao immediately replied with an unsatisfied tone.    

"I was originally just an ordinary Blue Rock Snake. I have no hope of advancing to become a mutant beast."    

"Because I accidentally absorbed the true dragon aura from the tomb, not only did I successfully become a strange beast, but I also successfully advanced into a Flood Dragon when I broke through to the seventh step."    

"Lan Jiao, what can I get?"    

A rank two True Dragon that was not one bit inferior to a Almighty Expert in the Martial Emperor, just the aura that was inadvertently released was enough to shock one to death.    

Then, what would, who could not even approach the corpse of the True Dragon, obtain? This was Yu Haoran's first thought after confirming that Lan Jiao was not lying.