"The tone is very strong!" Mu Cangyang smiled disdainfully, "Execute this rebellious son first!"

Mu Feng and ten others looked at each other, spread their bodies, forming an encirclement, and surrounded Mu Bai and Mu Ying.

"Brother Bai, this is the command of the patriarch, I offended it!" Mu Feng said in a deep voice, and suddenly pulled out a golden magic sword from behind and held it tightly in his palm.

Clam-

The other nine people also drew out their own magic sword at the same time.

These ten people all have the strength of the ancient god's descendant level. With Mu Bai's strength, if you want to fight with ten of them at the same time, you may have to die.

"You...you...no! You can't hurt Mu Bai!" Mu Ying said in surprise.

"Yun Zhi, go and pull Ying Mei away." Mu Feng said in a deep voice.

A thin young man nodded slightly, and his figure flashed in front of Mu Ying in an instant.

Mu Bai frowned slightly, but did not stop him.

If the battle starts later, Mu Ying will definitely be affected if he is by his side. He knows that the young man will not hurt Mu Ying, so he simply lets him take Mu Ying out of the field.

"Let me go!" Mu Ying screamed in surprise.

But her wrist was already locked by the young man of Nagamu Yunzhi, and with her strength, she could not break free.

Mu Bai said: "Go with him, there is a response here."

"If you want to die, die together, so I'm not afraid."

"Who said you're going to die? Your here will only affect my strength."

After hearing this, Mu Ying's struggle slowed down slightly and was forced out of the field by Mu Yunzhi.

Mu Bai was surrounded by nine people in the center, facing their aura and pressure, he was under great pressure.

"This young man is very interesting." Mu Xing looked at Mu Bai's figure carefully, always feeling that this young man is not simple.

Mu Feng said at this time, "I'll just come alone, don't act rashly."

"yes."

The eight young men nodded slightly.

Mu Ying is the strongest of these ten of them. With his strength, he can handle Mu Bai, an early-level ancient god.

Mu Bai's eyes flashed with cold light, and his figure stood proudly on the ground.

He knew how bad his current situation was. If he didn't fight to the death, he would be dead. The luck of being rescued would not have happened again.

With his own strength, if he can defeat these ten people, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Because Mu Cangyang is the leader of the clan no matter how he said, if the ten guards he designated were defeated by him, he would definitely have no shame to kill him personally. In this way, he would still have hope of escaping.
Chapter completed!