No one had expected such a situation to occur.
It was not like they could easily meet each other by the side of the road. More importantly, it was not like he was not on guard against Long Yan at all, as Long Yan's strength was not enough for him to fall on the ground, but now, reality had slapped everyone's faces.
His family's Family Head was beaten up in front of everyone. If the Mu Rong family did not have any reaction, then they would be too weak.
Therefore, after that moment of silence, some of the Mu Rong family members went over to help Murong He, while the others glared at him, and surrounded him.
Long Yan did not care about the reaction of the people from the Mu Rong family.
He did not even spare a glance at the surrounding people, and only looked coldly at Murong He who was covering his face in disbelief, and said once again: "I told you, release Feng Zhi now!"
Long Yan felt the increasingly heavy panic in his heart, if not for the fact that he still wanted to force Murong He to release Feng Zhi, he would have already gone crazy.
Murong He regained his senses at this moment.
Back then, when Second Elder Murong Li led the young disciples of the Mu Rong family to go to the Feng Family, they were beaten back by the little girl, Feng Zhi. At that time, Murong He could only say that Murong Li was too disappointing, to actually suffer a loss at the hands of a little girl.
But now, he could roughly understand Murong Li's feelings back then.
His eyes turned cold. He first patted his dusty clothes, then ignored his burning face and snorted coldly at Long Yan, "I also said it before, in this secret grounds, as long as someone enters, unless she comes out herself, no one can release her!"
Murong He replied quickly.
He was truly annoyed.
In this huge Mu Rong family, they were first tricked by Feng Zhi. Now, they finally managed to trick Feng Zhi into entering the secret grounds, and they were waiting for the final result to come out. They never thought that there would come another youth who was at the same level as Feng Zhi.
Are you done yet?
Long Yan had only been barely able to suppress the anger in his heart in the first place. Now that he heard Murong He's words and realized that it was extremely likely for Murong He to be telling the truth, how could he continue to endure?
He could feel that Feng Zhi had definitely encountered some sort of great danger at this moment.
The waves of panic that surged up from his heart, caused Long Yan's entire body to lightly tremble as well.
At this moment, how could he have the time to deal with the Mu Rong family?
Since they did not listen, then beat them until they submitted, and beat the people from the Mu Rong family, when that time came, even if there was a hole in the sky, he had to save Feng Zhi!
With his decision made, Long Yan didn't hesitate at all and immediately used his strongest form.
Thus, all the people in the courtyard could first hear the deafening roars of dragons. Then, they saw the originally standing Long Yan suddenly disappearing from his original position, and replacing it was …
Dragon race!
A huge golden dragon was dancing in the air above the courtyard, and every slightest movement caused the surrounding air to move. In an instant, the courtyard was filled with a wild wind, as well as golden dragon scales, incomparably sharp dragon claws, and emotionless vertical pupils …
People from the Mu Rong family could only say one word in their hearts.
Terrifying!
Feng Lai and the rest already knew Long Yan's identity, so they were not surprised.
Only Mo Li, Mo Li and Yue Tang didn't know it at all. They were all stunned and their mouths gaped wide open.
If one were to talk about surprise, it would probably be the Mu Rong family.
Long Yan's sudden change in attitude had truly shocked the Mu Rong family members.
Only after a long while did Murong He stretch out his trembling hand and point at Long Yan who was currently circling in the air. He even forgot how to speak, and only spoke a few words after a long while while while trembling.
"Dragon …" "Dragon, dragon race!"
Furthermore, it was the Golden Dragon King Clan!
Murong He's eyes instantly turned black.
He finally knew why Long Yan possessed such strength at such a young age.
Even though the dragon clan had not appeared in the Profound Martial Continent for a long time, even if it were members of the ten great clans, they would definitely not underestimate the dragon clan because of this.
Not to mention, he was the ruler of the Dragon Clan, the Golden Dragon King Clan!
If they could obtain the dragon race's friendship, then that would be the best thing that could happen. But now, their Murong family had angered a Golden Dragon King …
Murong He subconsciously wanted to say something, but at this time, Long Yan no longer wanted to give him a chance to speak.
He swung his tail and dodged the attacks from Feng Lai's men, then heavily smashed the Mu Rong family's men.
Boom!
After a loud noise, the yard was filled with dust. Those who were too late to dodge the attack quickly fell to the side, screaming in pain.
This was just a single strike.
Since Long Yan had already decided to start the fight, there was no need for only this one attack.
The dragon claw seemed to be able to tear through the air, and with a whizzing sound, it directly grabbed towards Murong He's face. Murong He knew how powerful it was, how could he be careless, he immediately rolled over and dodged it.
It's not a good position, but it's fine as long as you don't get hurt, right?
After his attack failed, Long Yan did not delay either. He first raised his head, then opened his mouth wide, and spat out a mouthful of dragon breath towards Murong He and the others.
The dragon's breath was scorching hot, Murong He and the rest did not dare to touch even a little bit of it, so they naturally screamed and dodged. Someone who did not manage to dodge in time instantly turned into nothingness right before everyone's eyes.
Not to mention humans, even the ground of the courtyard would instantly crystallize upon contact with the dragon's breath, making it seem even smoother than the glass.
Just from this one breath of air, there were no less than ten people who died to Long Yan.
Murong He's heart was bleeding.
Those who were able to appear here were all members of the Mu Rong family with potential, and those who died just now were mostly young disciples. With such a large group of promising young disciples dying right under his nose, Murong He had the urge to kill.
But, he didn't dare!
All the warriors knew about the dragon race's powerful Profound Martial Continent.
As for the Gold Dragon King Clan, as the kings of the dragon race, there was no need to question how strong they were.
If it was said that every single mature ordinary dragon would not lose out to Martial Saint Warriors, then the adult Golden Dragon King Clan's strength would be even greater than the peak existence of the War God in the Profound Martial Continent.
Murong He could tell that although the power Long Yan had created could be considered great, it was still a long way away from the adult Golden Dragon King Clan of legends.