330: Leaving the city

Subsequently, Mu Changan turned his head and glanced at Nan Qingyue and Nie Mingjue's situation.

Right now, the area outside the South City Gate below the city walls was swarming with Mulan Manor disciples, making it far from easy to leave from here.

This was truly a challenge.

Seeing this scene, Mu Changan frowned deeply and fell into contemplation.

Immediately, Mu Changan turned around and stood before the South City Gate, blocking the Mulan Manor disciples single-handedly with his Sword.

Yizhou City was full of Mulan Manor disciples, but currently, only the South City Gate's defenses were relatively weak, and it was the only place they could exit.

If they had chosen another city gate, those people would have had no way to leave.

"Hurry up! We don't have much time!" Mu Changan turned his head and shouted again.

The Mulan Manor disciples nearby had already reacted, and many people turned around, heading straight for Mu Changan's location.

In fact, the goal of these Mulan Manor disciples was very simple: to breach the South City Gate and use that method to prevent these people from leaving the city.

Thus, Mu Changan exerted his full strength, determined to guard the South City Gate no matter what happened.

As long as the South City Gate remained open, Nie Mingjue and Nan Qingyue could take Mr. Li and leave. This was their last hope.

"Let's see who dares to step forward! If anyone dares, I will kill them!" Mu Changan roared as he scanned the surroundings.

At this moment, Mu Changan stared intently at the Mulan Manor disciples, a fierce Evil Qi erupting from his body.

Precisely because of the aura emanating from Mu Changan, these Mulan Manor disciples dared not step forward. They looked at each other, unsure what to do.

Now that the Third Young Master had died by Mu Changan's hand, the Mulan Manor disciples were like Dragons without a head, momentarily lost on how to proceed.

Although these Mulan Manor disciples wanted to avenge the Third Young Master, they simply had no other options.

The Mulan Manor disciples were no match for Mu Changan, and furthermore, the Disciples at the city gate could not stop Nan Qingyue and Nie Mingjue's carriage.

Now, seeing that the carriage was about to reach the South City Gate, if the carriage managed to leave the city, stopping it afterward would be even more impossible.

Of course, this was unavoidable.

"Brothers, don't fear death! He is only one person, and with so many of us, we can definitely kill him! Avenge our Third Young Master!"

"That's right!"

"We can definitely kill him! Now that the Third Young Master has been killed by him, we must kill him to avenge the Third Young Master."

"If we capture this person and escort him to Mulan Manor, then none of us will have to die!"

"Maybe the Sect Master won't blame us for failing to protect the Young Master!"

Someone among the Mulan Manor disciples shouted this out.

It was precisely these words that stirred the deepest thoughts within the Mulan Manor disciples.

In fact, the Disciples were even more afraid; they didn't want to be buried alongside the Third Young Master, but considering the Patriarch's temperament...

After his son died, the Patriarch would certainly kill those who were supposed to protect the Young Master.

In the Patriarch's eyes, the death of the Third Young Master must have been due to these useless people failing to protect him.

Otherwise, how could the Third Young Master have died just like this?

The Mulan Manor disciples understood this point clearly, which was why they dared not return to Mulan Manor easily.

Before returning to Mulan Manor, these Mulan Manor disciples absolutely had to do one thing: capture the murderer who killed the Young Master.

Only by doing this might these Mulan Manor disciples still have a chance to live.

The Mulan Manor Patriarch was notoriously protective of his own. Now that his third son was dead, he certainly wouldn't let this matter go easily.

Perhaps the Mulan Manor Patriarch would even investigate the matter thoroughly, and by then, it wouldn't be as simple as killing just one or two people.

"That's right, besides killing this person, we have no other way to survive. This is our last chance." The Mulan Manor disciples saw this clearly, as they understood their own Patriarch well.

As the saying goes, a single call brings a hundred responses. Upon hearing this, the Mulan Manor disciples dared not delay any longer. They stepped forward, heading straight for Mu Changan.

In the eyes of the Mulan Manor disciples, only by killing Mu Changan could they survive.

Now, they had only one choice: kill Mu Changan.

"Good, good that you've come. Then let me show you my Move!" Mu Changan smirked, not taking these people seriously at all.

Mu Changan looked around, holding his Sword, and displayed a strange expression.

Now, coupled with the Evil Qi erupting from Mu Changan's body, it made people gasp in shock.

Although the Mulan Manor disciples were shouting battle cries that reached the heavens, they dared not act rashly. Despite shouting for so long, not a single person dared to step forward.

This resulted in quite a helpless situation!

"You go! Don't just shout!"

"Exactly! Why aren't you going? You're just shouting here too!"

Another person looked disgruntled. He turned his head and snorted, saying, "Why don't you go? You're being so wishy-washy, I don't know what you're doing!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Changan found the situation even more amusing.

Mu Changan crossed his arms over his chest, and a cold light flashed in his bright eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the Mulan Manor disciples, Mu Changan radiating Evil Qi throughout his body.

In fact, the Evil Qi alone emanating from Mu Changan was enough to scare off many Mulan Manor disciples. They stood silently in place, none daring to advance.

"What the hell are you babbling about? If you have the guts, then go! You go first, and we'll follow you!" A Mulan Manor disciple shouted with a gloomy face.

Now, the Mulan Manor disciples were using this method to make their comrades stick their necks out.

But these people weren't fools; they were all veterans of the Jianghu.

"Enough. If you don't want to die, hurry up and get out of the way. Stop blocking the road here!" Mu Changan said with a gloomy face, plunging his Sword deep into the ground.

Mu Changan looked up at the group of Mulan Manor disciples devoid of Battle Intent, a sneer forming at the corner of his mouth.

And it was precisely at this moment.

The Mulan Manor disciples all looked at each other, utterly clueless about what to do.

Rumble.

The rumbling sound of the carriage had already begun.

Nie Mingjue, driving the carriage, had already arrived at the South City Gate. He and Nan Qingyue had shaken off the Mulan Manor disciples in the city without having to engage in any fighting.

Nan Qingyue poked her head out. Looking at the pursuing soldiers not far away, she inhaled sharply.

They were getting closer and closer to the South City Gate now. If they could leave through here, they would escape to freedom.