Ye Wangran picked up this' Third Master of the Xiao family 'and stood up.
This Third Master of the Xiao family was called Xiao Luoyu. His real cultivation had reached the Martial Saint level! He was the leader of the Xiao clan's team this time. At this moment, he was held in Ye Wangran's hand in humiliation. His face was purple and swollen, and he wished he could bite his tongue to commit suicide. But he couldn't move at all.
Fifth Master of the Xiao clan and the rest didn't hesitate. They stood up and followed closely.
Fifth Master of the Xiao clan was very depressed. He was a senior expert of the Xiao clan, and was of the same generation as Ye Wangran. Among the same generation, there was naturally a ranking system. But in the clan, he was also an ancestor-level figure.
Otherwise, wouldn't the Xiao clan be in a mess with so many Fifth Masters of the Xiao clan?
This Fifth Master of the Xiao clan was called Xiao Zhen. His cultivation wasn't any weaker than Ye Wangran's!
But now, he didn't know what was going on at all, and was confused. This time, when the Ye clan suddenly attacked, the Xiao clan was forced to fight back. They were already in a muddle. It wasn't until Seventh Master of the Xiao clan woke up that they more or less understood what was going on.
Since the Ye clan had sent Ye Wangran, the Xiao clan naturally had to send Xiao Zhen. In this way, the two clans were evenly matched.
And Xiao Zhen also knew that although the Xiao clan was furious about Seventh Master of the Xiao clan's injury, it wasn't to the point of being irreconcilable. So, Xiao Zhen knew very well this time. Big clans always needed to train their soldiers.
Presumably, the Ye clan also thought so.
Since they came, everything had indeed gone according to their plan. Both sides fought with real weapons, but they weren't fighting to the death. Instead, they seemed to be training their killers. The killers of the two clans kept attacking and looking for opportunities. Although there were deaths, it didn't matter much.
How could there be no casualties in the martial world? Even if they were sleeping on the bed, they might even die if they fell off the bed …
But now, Ye Wangran directly rushed into the Xiao clan's camp while shouting. This made Xiao Zhen extremely furious!
Everyone knows what's going on. Why do you have to be so agitated? Besides … you said that the people who were fighting in the sky just now were from the Xiao clan. I also wanted to say that they were from the Ye clan.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the person who fought with you in the sky was definitely not a Supreme Martial Artist! But with your Supreme Martial Artist ability, you've been entangled in the battle for such a long time and still haven't taken him down. In the end, you even chased him all the way to our Xiao clan's camp … Do you, Ye Wangran, think that we're all fools?
Xiao Zhen followed closely behind Ye Wangran all the way. He secretly made up his mind: If Ye Wangran doesn't give me an explanation for this matter, I'll definitely be punished. He absolutely could not let this matter rest!
Ye Wangran galloped all the way and arrived at the Ye clan's campsite in less than ten minutes. He looked down from the sky and instantly shouted. His internal organs felt as if they were burning, and he almost fell from the sky. He cried out in pain, "Xiao Wu! Look at what your Xiao Clan has done! "
Fifth Master Xiao glanced over and was instantly stunned! His scalp instantly went numb.
The Ye Clan's campsite was in a state of chaos, as if a great battle had just taken place! Among the two hundred or so people, there were more than a hundred who were lying on the ground, rolling and screaming in pain. Some had their legs broken, some had their arms broken. There were all kinds of strange injuries on his body.
On the side, there were eight people lying quietly.
These eight people were all stained with blood. They were all stained with blood, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these eight people were definitely not alive.
Ye Wangran roared. He flew down like lightning. "What's the matter?"
The person who came up was the Ye clan's Fourth Master, Ye Wutian. He was limping, his face was full of blood, and his arm hung weakly on one side of his body. His face was full of resentment. "Elder, it's done by the Xiao clan!"
This sentence made Xiao Zhen and the others, who came down after him, tremble. They were stunned.
We did it? Did we do it?
Ye Wangran's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice, "Wutian, how are the casualties?"
Ye Wutian looked at him in a daze. Suddenly, he burst into tears. He wailed like a child, and tears flowed down his face.
Ye Wangran's heart sank. "Say it!"
"Wuchen is dead … Wuchen is dead …" Ye Wutian cried like a child. "Elder, Wuchen … he was killed by two people in front of me! I, I … "
He thumped his chest and stamped his feet. "I tried my best to save him … but the people who came were all Saint level experts … or even higher. If we didn't fight desperately … I'm afraid I might not have survived …"
Ye Wangran's heart skipped a beat. He grabbed him. "Are you sure it's done by the Xiao clan?"
"Absolutely!" Ye Wutian said loudly with grief and indignation. "If I'm lying, I'll be struck by lightning! Although those three people tried their best to cover it up … the Autumn Wind and Autumn Rain Sword is the signature of the Xiao clan! Although they tried their best to cover it up, they couldn't hide it from my eyes! "
As he said, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. "Elder, please take revenge for us! Wuchen … Wuchen's body hasn't even turned cold yet … "
Ye Wangran suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Zhen. "Fifth Master Xiao, what do you say?"
Facing Ye Wangran's blade-like eyes, Xiao Zhen couldn't help but take a step back. He hurriedly said, "Brother Ye! I can guarantee that this matter is definitely not done by our Xiao clan! "
Xiao Zhen knew that if this matter was confirmed to be true, they would be in big trouble!
But before he could finish his sentence, he heard a cracking sound.
His body couldn't help but tremble. He stared at the sound.
He saw that Third Master Xiao, Xiao Luoyu, who had been held in Ye Wangran's hands all this while, had his neck softly tilted to one side. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His face was ashen, and he was no longer breathing.
Just like this, he was held in Ye Wangran's hands like a broken cloth bag.
Xiao Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Wangran. He shouted furiously, "Ye Wangran! You! " He never thought that Ye Wangran's means would be so resolute!
Ye Wangran looked at him coldly and didn't retreat. His left hand was still holding Xiao Luoyu's corpse. He shook it and smiled sinisterly. Then, in a very interesting voice, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Zhen, do you feel heartache? Do you feel very angry? Do you? Do you? "
Xiao Zhen gritted his teeth. "Ye Wangran, do you want our two clans to fight to the death?"
Ye Wangran shook his shoulders and made a fearful expression. "I'm so scared of you …" Then, he suddenly put on a stern face and gritted his teeth. "Xiao Zhen! I'm so scared of you! I'm so scared of you! "
Xiao Zhen's face was distorted by his words.
Although Ye Wangran said 'I'm so scared of you', everyone could hear the viciousness and disdain in his tone.
The seven people of the Xiao clan stood behind Xiao Zhen. Their faces were as cold as frost.
Opposite them, Ye Wangran stood upright. Although there was a group of defeated soldiers behind him who had lost the ability to resist, Ye Wangran still stood proudly and coldly. His expression was valiant, and he didn't yield an inch!
The atmosphere was like a volcano that was about to erupt. It was oppressive and silent.
Nobody dared to speak. Only Ye Wangran and Xiao Zhen had the right to speak.
The two of them also didn't speak.
At this moment, it was superfluous to say anything.
Xiao Zhen originally wanted to explain this matter, but Ye Wangran broke Xiao Luoyu's neck with a crisp snap. This made him immediately realize that no matter how he explained this matter, whether it was done by the Xiao clan or not, it was no longer important to the facts at this moment!
There was no need to explain at all!
"Ye Wangran, how are you! Your methods are so clean! " Xiao Zhen nodded and looked at Ye Wangran with a malicious gaze. He nodded again and again and turned to leave.
Now that this matter had come to this, he must report it to the clan!
No matter what, he and Ye Wangran couldn't fight here.
Once they fought, he wouldn't be able to kill Ye Wangran, and Ye Wangran wouldn't be able to kill him either! But none of the people from the Xiao clan and the Ye clan who were here today would be able to survive!
When he fought with Ye Wangran, Ye Wangran could find countless opportunities to kill all the people on his side. He wouldn't be able to protect them.
Similarly, if he wanted to kill them, Ye Wangran wouldn't be able to protect them either!
Although many of these people were Martial Saint experts, even if there were a hundred of them at the peak of Martial Saint level, they would only be killed by a first-stage Supreme Martial Artist whose realm hadn't stabilized yet!
The Martial Saint level's divine sense was just a divine sense, but the divine sense of a Supreme Martial Artist was already close to the Great Tao!
This was a qualitative difference!
So Xiao Zhen didn't want to stay here any longer.
But when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Ye Wangran.
"Wait!" Ye Wangran still gritted his teeth lightly. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Zhen disdainfully. He said gloomily, "Xiao Zhen, are you leaving now?"
Xiao Zhen didn't turn back. He said in a low voice, "What do you want?"
Ye Wangran let out a strange laugh like an owl. "Eight people on my side have died! I've only killed one on your side! Don't you think this is very unfair? "
"Even the leading figure of our Xiao clan has died in your hands! Even if you don't say it, the enmity between our two clans can no longer be resolved! You still want a yard after taking an inch? "Xiao Zhen was furious.
Ye Wangran gritted his teeth. "The ones who died on my side aren't ordinary people either! Your Xiao clan should know who you've killed! He's called Ye Wu Chen! He's the eighth son of the last generation of our Ye clan! He's only fifty years old, but he's already a Martial Saint! Do you know what this means? "
Xiao Zhen sneered. "Ye Wangran, I'm going to take them away now! If you want to kill them, go ahead. If you don't want to bury all your Ye clan members in this Black Pine Forest, I won't be stingy with these few lives of my Xiao clan members! "
After saying that, he didn't turn back but walked forward.
His voice was full of murderous intent: If Ye Wangran dares to kill them, I'll make sure that none of the Ye clan members who are here can return!
He was sure that Ye Wangran wouldn't dare to kill them. He was sure that since Ye Wangran had already lost Ye Wu Chen, he wouldn't bear the risk of losing Ye Wu Tian as well!
But Xiao Zhen was wrong again this time!
Ye Wangran had already been humiliated enough tonight. He was deceived by a 'junior of the Xiao clan'. His face had been greatly damaged and he was so ashamed that he couldn't show his face. He was already burning with rage. Now that he saw the juniors he had brought get killed, how could he still bear it!
Xiao Zhen had only taken two steps when he heard Ye Wangran gritting his teeth and saying, "Since you don't care, why should I care?!"
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