[Chapter 448: Damn and Should Die]
Then Qian Jue said on behalf of Wu: “Wudang Qian Jue is here to collect debts~”
“Duanmu Xingtian is here to collect debts~” Duanmu Xingtian’s eyes were full of bloodshot and he roared.
“The casual cultivator Feng Tianya is here to collect debts~” Feng Tianya also stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
Hong Xuantian first looked at Zhao Nan and the other two girls and sneered: “Collecting debts? It’s a joke. When has my Hong family ever owed a debt to a woman? You have found the wrong person and the wrong target. The Hong family is not a place where you can run wild. If you don’t give me an explanation today, don’t even think about leaving~”
After that, he looked at the others and said: “Wudang is a big sect, and my Hong family has never had any intersection with it. How can it be said that you are collecting debts? What the hell is Duanmu Xingtian? I have never heard of him. Why are you joining in the fun? Feng Tianya, I have heard of you, you Isn’t he the Su family’s tribute in the financial city? Why did you, a casual cultivator, come here with people today to ask for a debt from me? “
Hong Xuantian was a little polite to Wudang, and he didn’t take Duanmu Xingtian, who was at the third level of Xiantian cultivation, seriously. As for Feng Tianya, there were casual cultivators behind him, and his words were not so unpleasant, but he didn’t have a good tone, and his words were extremely arrogant. But it was no wonder that these people, including Qian Jue from Wudang, were only at the seventh level of Xiantian cultivation, and Hong Xuantian really didn’t take them seriously.
Qian Jue’s face was ashen, and he was very angry at the frivolous tone in Hong Xuantian’s tone. When has the ancient Wudang sect ever been looked down upon by an ancient martial arts family? Even if Wudang has now become the bottom of the eight sects in Jiuzhou, it is not something that everyone can look down on. If Wudang is really pissed off, the worst thing is to break into the land and ask the old masters of the forbidden land of Wudang to come out. Qian Jue doesn’t believe that none of the old masters in the forbidden land will be gone?
Looking at the arrogant Hong Xuantian, Qian Jue said in a deep voice: “Listen carefully, Hong Xuantian, Yang Yiyu is my Wudang master. It is only natural for me to come to your Hong family to collect debts. I also want to remind you that you are just a small ancient martial arts family. You really have no right to look down on my Wudang, hum.”
After Qian Jue finished speaking, Feng Tianya said: “I have already joined the Yunmen, and the twelve Taoist friends behind me are about to join the Yunmen. Yang Yiyu is the master of my Feng Tianya. Why can’t I come to collect debts from my master?” Duanmu
Xingtian was on the verge of exploding, and he didn’t say anything at all, just looking at Hong Xuantian gloomily.
At this moment, Zhao Nan said without emotion in his voice: “The Hong family owes my husband Yang Yiyu a life. Is this reason enough for Old Dog Hong?”
“How dare you~”
“Bold~”
Hong Xuantian’s sons were furious and were about to take action.
However, Hong Xuantian raised his hand to stop him. He didn’t care about other people, but Wudang was a real ancient sect. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. He really didn’t dare to ignore Qian Jue’s words. It would be better not to offend Wudang if he could, so Hong Xuantian was still prepared to say a few more words.
He knew that Yang Yiyu’s death was clear in his heart. These people came to him without evidence and he was not in the right. He could fight back. Anyway, there was no evidence. These people were looking for trouble. Even if they fought, his Hong family was in the right. Moreover, Yang Yiyu’s death was caused by explosives. He would never admit it even if he was beaten to death. Maybe he would refute it loudly, otherwise the news of using explosives to deal with ancient warriors would spread, and the Hong family would be finished.
“Fellow Taoists from Wudang, you must provide evidence when you speak. Who is Yang Yiyu? I have never heard him speak. You have found the wrong person.” Hong Xuanji said bluntly that he didn’t know Yang Yiyu.
On the Yunmen side, whether it was Wudang or Fengtianya’s casual cultivators, everyone knew before they came that Tan Mao had found evidence that the third and seventh brothers of the Hong family used explosives, and even solid evidence that Sister Mei had seduced Yang Yiyu. In response to this, Qian Jue sneered in response to Hong Xuanji. Dugu Wuqing’s
spiritual weapon flashed in his hand, and he said in a deep voice: “Don’t waste time talking to this old thing, and avenge your husband today.” As she spoke, she had already stepped out and rushed into the gate of the Hong family. She had been on the verge of exploding. At this moment, she saw that Hong Xuantian was no longer there and could not help it. She had only one thought in her mind, that is, to die, and to drag a few members of the Hong family to die with her. Since he dared to come, Dugu Wuqing was determined to die.
“Kill~” Lu Xuexi moved.
“Go~” Qian Jue, Jueming, and Chenfengzi also showed their magic weapons.
Feng Tianya is indeed a casual cultivator, but he has already joined the Cloud Sect a few days ago. He considers himself a member of the Cloud Sect now. He has gathered around him a Xiantian who is his close friend. These people have agreed to enter the Cloud Sect and accepted the elixir in his hand. Before coming, they promised to follow Feng Tianya to avenge Yang Yiyu.
When they started, Feng Tianya found that only three of the eleven Xiantians followed him, and the other eight did not move.
At this moment, Feng Tianya understood, his face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at one of them and said: “Chen Luo, Sanxiong, Dayuan, you…?”
“Brother Feng, I’m sorry, we can’t risk our lives for a dead person. The Hong family has people from the Divine Sect, Qingcheng, and Yinyue Sect, and they are all masters. Killing them is to die. I advise you not to do stupid things? What Yunmen, even if Yang Yiyu is alive, can he regard us casual cultivators as his own? All the sects in the world are the same!”
This person not only turned against them, but also advised Feng Tianya.
At this time, Feng Tianya’s face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it, and then he laughed wildly: “I, Feng Tianya, have misjudged you. Well, I won’t force you. But I still have to say that it is because of people like you that the ancient sects have jointly suppressed the independent cultivators. Today, I, Feng Tianya, understand that it is normal for the independent cultivators to be in the embarrassing situation in the ancient martial arts world today, and it is not the fault of others to suppress them.
Since I, Feng Tianya, have promised the sect leader Yang Yiyu that I will be a member of Yunmen in life and a ghost of Yunmen in death, I will keep my word. Even if I die today, I will have no regrets.” After speaking, he looked at the three people around him and said, “Three brothers, if you have the same idea, just go. Feng Tianya will not blame you.”
After speaking, Feng Tianya roared and rushed into the gate of the Hong family.
The three people behind him looked at each other and one of them smiled and said, “We are not from Yunmen. We have known each other for decades. How can we be heartless and ungrateful? Brother Feng, please don’t underestimate us. We are not the kind of people who are afraid of death. We have been independent cultivators for most of our lives and have been looked down upon by these sects and families. Today we will kill someone from a sect and family. Even if we become ghosts, we will still be free and righteous.”
For a while, the two sides fought together. Duanmu Xingtian led the children of the Duanmu family and rushed into the gate of the Hong family even though they knew they were going to die. The head of the family was in front, and none of the children of the Duanmu family retreated. They followed Duanmu Xingtian and killed him.
Lu Xuexi was at the ninth level of innateness, and was instantly restrained by Hong Xuantian and the four people from Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Yinyuemen. Four ancient warriors at the eighth level of innateness dealt with Lu Xuexi alone.
As soon as they fought, the faces of the four changed drastically. They found that although Lu Xuexi was at the early stage of the ninth level of innateness, his combat experience and methods were endless. Among them, Hong Xuantian’s cultivation was the weakest among the four. Lu Xuexi’s sword almost cut off his arm. Fortunately, the elders of Yinyue Sect rescued him and he escaped danger. He only had a wound on his arm.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xuexi, with his rich combat experience, injured the two people from Shenzong and Qingcheng, and immediately gained the upper hand, which made Hong Xuanji anxious.
However, the fighting on the Yunmen side was not going well. Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing were injured one after another. If it weren’t for Qian Jue’s desperate protection, they might have been in danger of their lives. Most of the fifth-level dark energy of the Duanmu family were killed or injured.
During the fight, Lu Xuexi naturally saw the situation and was anxious, but she was restrained by the four people. After seeing Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing injured, Lu Xuexi let out a long roar, and her aura rose, but it was the fusion of her sister Lu Yushu’s soul. This time, Lu Xuexi’s mental power increased greatly, and she instantly launched a mental attack, aiming at Hong Xuantian and the other four.
In an instant, Hong Xuantian and the other four felt dizzy and felt their bodies slow down.
The Lu sisters’ souls merged, and the mental attack could only last for a moment. Lu Xuexi seized the opportunity and stabbed Hong Xuantian’s head with a sword first. She wanted to kill Hong Xuantian first.
However, she didn’t expect that at this moment, a cold light shot at her quickly: “Insolent~”
An old and loud voice resounded in the Hong family compound.
Lu Xuexi’s face changed drastically. She felt a breath stronger than her appeared in the field. She saw from the corner of her eye that the cold light flying was a flying sword. She had to give up assassinating Hong Xuantian and quickly rolled on the ground to avoid it.
“Boom~”
With a dull explosion, a big pit appeared on the ground where Lu Xuexi dodged, and an ancient sword with a cold glow was trembling.
Lu Xuexi, who had just stood up, didn’t stand firmly, and a dry palm appeared in her sight, carrying a powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, she was hit hard on the chest.
“Puff~”
In an instant, Lu Xuexi vomited blood and flew backwards five or six meters away.
“Don’t know whether to live or die~ Humph!”
As this old voice fell, Lu Xuexi looked up and saw clearly that an old man of the ninth level of the innate level appeared in front of her. He looked at her with indifference and walked towards her step by step.
“Old man~” Hong Xuantian was overjoyed. The old man who appeared was the old man of his Hong family. What surprised Hong Xuantian was that the old man appeared this time and his cultivation reached the ninth level of the innate level. No wonder he could injure Lu Xuexi with one palm.
In excitement, Hong Xuanji shouted loudly: “Old Master, these people have come to kill our Hong family. They all deserve to die. Please kill them all.”
Just as Hong Xuantian finished speaking, a voice that was extremely cold resounded over the Hong family compound. It seemed to come from all directions, and every word was accompanied by thunder.
If the voice of the old master of the Hong family just now was just loud and startled everyone, then the voice that sounded now was the roar of thunder from the nine heavens.
Every word was almost like a thunder.
I only heard: “That’s right, they deserve to die, and they should die.”
The thunderous sound that shook the sky, like a surrounding impact sound, resounded in all directions, making it impossible to tell where the owner of the sound was? How far away was he?
Everyone in the field was shocked by this sudden sound. In an instant, everyone stopped with tinnitus and looked around.
After Zhao Nan heard this voice, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and tears rolled down like a flood. He trembled all over and couldn’t help saying: “Yiyun~” Dugu Wuqing
also trembled all over, with tears, but a smile appeared on his face.
Lu Xuexi raised the corner of his mouth and whispered softly: “I knew it wouldn’t be so easy to die~”
After the others reacted one by one, they showed surprise on their faces.
Only Duanmu Xingtian came back to his senses and trembled: “My dear grandson, is it you?”
Then a silver light flashed in the sky, and everyone saw a young man flying in the sky with a giant sword under his feet.
“Grandpa is me~”
This person is Yang Yiyun, who everyone thought was dead.
(End of this chapter)
