While fighting with Mo Xiaotou, Ming Shou's heart was in turmoil. He originally thought that it was humiliating that he suffered a loss in the hands of an early-stage Xiantian brat! He never imagined that he would be evenly matched with a mid-stage Xiantian brat.
Were people nowadays all so perverted? Furthermore, Mo Xiaotou's Jade Hand was extremely powerful. Every palm strike was extremely powerful. In addition to his hard palms, Ming Shou's hands were in pain.
However, Mo Xiaotou was the same. Because of his cultivation technique, he couldn't feel the full force of the Jade Hand. However, a portion of it would be reflected back to him. Furthermore, Ming Shou was also at the peak of the Xiantian realm. Therefore, Mo Xiaotou could only endure.
While the two of them were fighting, Su Yao's battle had also begun. He originally thought that he would be able to easily kill Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming, but he had underestimated them. Every time Liu Zhong swung his hammer, a gust of wind would be stirred up. Such a majestic force made Su Yao vigilant at all times.
However, Zheng Ming was the complete opposite of Liu Zhong. His spear technique was extremely exquisite. Cold light flickered, like a lurking viper. Every attack was aimed at Su Yao's vitals. Su Yao couldn't even get close to him. He could only defend himself.
"Bastard! Everyone else, attack together!" Su Yao was extremely sullen from being beaten up. He immediately gave the order. With more than a dozen Xiantian Realm experts attacking together, he didn't believe that Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming would be able to block them.
Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming couldn't withstand the attacks of more than a dozen people. They were like small boats in front of the waves, swallowed by the sea. Mo Xiaotou was anxious when he saw the battle. However, he couldn't do anything at the same time.
Because of this flaw, Ming Shou quickly seized the initiative. The situation of the battle quickly reversed, causing the three people's defensive line to collapse. Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming were entangled. The two of them couldn't cooperate and couldn't even withstand a single blow.
"Just an ant trying to shake a tree." Ming Shou defeated Mo Xiaotou with a palm strike and looked at the injured Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming. His eyes flashed with pride. His strength and status couldn't be challenged.
He grabbed Mo Xiaotou's throat and threw him in front of Fan Nianwen. Liu Zhong, Zheng Ming, and Mo Xiaotou were lying on the ground. Aside from Mo Xiaotou, who could still move, the other two were heavily injured.
"Speak! What is your purpose? "Fan Zhongwen said. If he wanted to save the person in front of him, he had to satisfy the other party's purpose.
"I don't have a goal. I just want to kill the people of the Fan family." Ming Shou raised his left arm, his five fingers dancing non-stop.
"As long as you don't kill anyone. I'll agree to any request you have. "Fan Zhongwen looked at Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming. Their injuries could not be delayed any longer.
"Hahahaha, to think that the world-renowned Prime Minister Fan would have such a day. However, I, Underhand, do not care about fame or fortune. I just want to kill. "After Underworld Hand finished speaking, he raised his left hand and was about to crush Liu Zhong's head.
Nie Li, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but want to take action. But at that moment, his divine sense sensed a group of people. From the looks of it, the remnants of the Yang Family were here.
"Stop!" A loud shout caused Netherhand's movements to slow down for a second. However, it was also at this moment that a spear was hurled at him. Netherhand could only hastily retreat. The spear was nailed to the ground, and the end of the spear was still trembling.
"Since that's the case, you want to kill people. Then, I'll play with you. " Eight black-clothed men appeared on the side. Only now did Nie Li realize that there was one more person. Furthermore, this person was also the one who attacked earlier. Judging from his voice, he shouldn't be too old. He was wearing a ghost mask with strange patterns painted on his cheeks. The purple patterns weren't very clear in the night. However, his face could be vaguely seen, causing others to feel a chill.
The masked man rushed down from the eaves and pulled out the spear from the ground. The spear shot out like a dragon.
Like a rainbow, it pierced towards Netherhand's throat. Netherhand quickly retreated. From this move, it could be seen that the masked man's strength wasn't weak.
"Life Reaping Netherhand." Netherhand raised his hand and stretched out his left hand. His internal energy surged and gathered into a huge claw, grabbing towards the masked man.
"Storm Spear." The masked man flicked his wrist and the spear madly stabbed out. The speed was so fast that the spear couldn't be seen. Only sharp cold light could be seen. It was like a shower, densely packed.
Netherhand's huge claw was pierced full of holes. "Bone Piercing Soul Piercing Spear" The masked man retracted his spear, pulled it back, and pushed it forward forcefully. The spear shot forward like an arrow, directly piercing through Dark Hand's giant claw, through his left hand, and nailed to his left arm.
"Ahhh!" Netherhand let out a miserable shriek as he used his right hand to chop off the spear. He then pulled out the remaining half of the spear from his shoulder. "Retreat." Now that he was seriously injured, staying here would only result in his death.
Seeing Netherhand being defeated so easily by the masked man, the morale of the others plummeted. They no longer had the heart to continue fighting. "Isn't it too late to leave now?" A cold voice sounded. The appearance of a person caused everyone to despair.
It was actually Xing Yun. Seeing Xing Yun, Fan Nianwang's face was filled with joy. Xing Yun's right hand pulled out his sword. His movements were so fast that Nie Li couldn't see it clearly. It was as if he hadn't moved at all. However, Netherhand's head had already fallen to the ground.
"Gulp." Nie Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just a single sword was enough to kill Netherhand. This strength was simply too terrifying.
"Run!" After Netherhand was killed by a single sword, the others only had thoughts of running away. Dozens of people ran in different directions. However, a few of them were caught by the men in black. As for Su Yao, he was lucky enough to escape with the price of a palm strike.
The masked man took out a bottle of medicine and fed it to Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming. Seeing that Fan Nianwang was about to speak, the masked man took the initiative and said, "I'm too lazy to harm them. This is healing medicine."
The masked man stood up and looked at Xing Yun. A peculiar expression flashed across his face under the mask. However, he immediately regained his calm. "Are you from the Yang Family?" Zheng Ming asked. He had already guessed it when he saw the masked man's spear technique.
"How can there still be a Yang Family in this world?" The masked man looked back at Zheng Ming. His eyes flashed with grief and hatred.
"I can finally give this to you." Zheng Ming took out a letter from his bosom. The envelope was already crumpled. From the looks of it, it was already very old. The masked man received the letter from Zheng Ming's hand and opened it. After a few seconds, the letter fell from his hand.
After a long silence, he asked, "Why did you only send it now?" The masked man's voice was trembling.
"I'm sorry. The two of us survived the battlefield. In order to recover, we spent a lot of time. After that, we were chased. By the time we got through the crisis, it was already several months ago. Only then did we pick up our bags and head north to the Song Capital. "As Zheng Ming spoke, he was already crying. He knew the consequences of his mistake. However, there was nothing he could do. He was just a small character.
"It's too late. The Yang Family is gone. This letter has no value. "The masked man smashed the letter. He looked at Zheng Ming with mixed feelings. He hated Zheng Ming. If he had sent the letter earlier, the Yang Family might not have been wiped out. However, he also understood Zheng Ming. With his martial arts ability, it was already a miracle that he could survive such an environment.
"I'm sorry." Zheng Ming tried to stand up. However, his injuries were too severe. He could not move at all. "The mission is complete. In the future, you are no longer part of the Yang Family. You are free." After the masked man finished speaking, he turned to leave.
"Prime Minister Fan, this debt of gratitude has been repaid. My Yang Family no longer owes the Song Dynasty a single thing. "
After the masked man finished speaking, he left with the other seven people.
Zheng Ming lay on the ground and kowtowed heavily in the direction they left. Because of his body, he lay on the ground and gasped for breath. Actually, from the conversation between the two of them, everyone could understand some things.
That letter controlled the life and death of the Yang Family. However, due to various reasons, it was delayed by two years. This was the sorrow of small characters. Not only did they have to live for others, but they also had to live for themselves. In the end, they had to bear all the debts.
"Zheng Ming, I've already told you! It's too late, "said Liu Zhong. He had long since stopped wanting to go north. After knowing that the Yang Family had been wiped out, they did not know why they had continued to persevere.
"Yes, the letter came too late. However, justice is never too late. At least there are people in this world who can testify that the Yang Family was loyal. They did not betray the country. They fought to the end, "Zheng Ming said loudly.
"Father, what exactly happened back then?" Fan Nianwang asked. The Yang Family being wiped out back then was a huge matter that resounded throughout the world.
"You won't understand. This is the sorrow of power. Some people go crazy for it, and some people die for it." After Fan Zhongwen finished speaking, he let out a long sigh. Looking at the place where the remnants of the Yang Family had left, he knew what the masked man's last sentence meant.
They had repaid what they owed the Song Dynasty. Now, it was time for them to take what belonged to them. Justice, honor, and blood vengeance.
"Xing Yun, thank you." Fan Zhongwen looked at Xing Yun. For such a small character, Xing Yun had to take action.
"It's fine. Miss sent someone to inform me," Xing Yun said.
"By the way, Nianwang, how did you know that someone would come to assassinate us?" Fan Zhongwen asked. This afternoon, his daughter had only told him that the residence would be attacked at night and told him to quickly prepare.
"Nie Li told me," Fan Nianwang replied.
"Nie Li?" Fan Zhongwen sank into deep thought. As the Black Envoy, Nie Li should be receiving orders from the Emperor. However, tonight's assassination might be to lure out the remnants of the Yang Family. Since the Emperor couldn't do it, then that person was left.
If these assassins were sent by that person, then how did Nie Li know? Fan Nianwang quickly agreed in his heart.
"Sigh …" He glanced at Liu Zhong and Zheng Ming, then raised his head and looked in an unknown direction. He sighed once more.
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Su Yao hurriedly left the Fan Residence. The current Fan Residence was hell to him. As for the life and death of others, he didn't care.
After running out of the Fan Residence with all his might and looking at the empty streets, Su Yao breathed a sigh of relief. "You guys are really useless!" Nie Li slowly walked over from afar, his eyes filled with ridicule and ridicule.
If they had retreated when the enemy was lured out, there wouldn't have been so many casualties.
"You only know how to make sarcastic remarks. If you have the guts, go by yourself." Su Yao looked at Nie Li, his heart filled with anger.
"Don't worry, I will go by myself," Nie Li said calmly with a faint smile.
"It's you, Nie Li! Are you the one who leaked the information?" Su Yao suddenly roared at Nie Li. When he calmed down, he thought of the strangeness of this matter. Only Bu Gui, Nie Li, and their group knew why the Fan Residence was prepared in advance.
"You finally understand." The smile on Nie Li's face deepened.
"You traitor, wait for Lord Bu's punishment!" Su Yao's eyes were filled with hatred.
"Do you think Lord Bu knows about this?" Nie Li finished speaking and raised his right hand.
Su Yao's eyes were filled with blood. That was death.
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