However, in order to show his courage and his support for Thirteen, he stood there with a pale face. He forced himself to remain calm and did not back down.
"What an idiot. Come up to the stage if you dare. I will allow you to attack me together. What do you think?"
Xiao Yang coldly snickered and glanced at the Fang clansmen with disdain. He didn't think anything of them.
They were just a bunch of little playthings that knew how to argue. What could they do? They had no power to hurt him.
He could take care of them all with one move.
The Fang clansmen were terrified. What a joke. Xiao Yang was at the peak of his power. Who would dare to go up and fight him?
Their expressions were a little awkward and shameful. One had to know that there were many people here watching. Xiao Yang had suppressed them and made them lose all face.
"Hmmph, Xiao Yang, just you wait. The Fang Clan ancestor will take care of you."
"Yeah, what's the use of talking too fast?"
"Just you wait for death."
The Fang clansmen naturally did not dare to go up to the stage. They could only hope that Thirteen would show off his prowess and destroy Xiao Yang.
Thirteen was feeling very depressed. He felt like he had jumped into a hole. The difference in strength between Xiao Yang and before was far too great. He almost got himself into trouble.
Now that these families knew about it and still dared to speak ill of him, he couldn't help but want to pull them out and give them a good beating. Sweeping his gaze over them fiercely, he coldly said, "All of you, shut up."
Yes, he was a little scared of Xiao Yang. If he provoked Xiao Yang again, he didn't know what would happen to him.
Thirteen's trump card was the Seven Styles of Adjudication. Now that this trump card was useless against Xiao Yang, of course he was terrified.
"Brother Xiao Yang, there's a saying that goes, no discord, no concord. How about we draw? Our grudges are settled. "
He looked at Xiao Yang and spoke slowly to Xiao Yang.
Now that he couldn't defeat Xiao Yang, if he continued to fight, he wasn't confident that he could win. Thus, he might as well soften his attitude and compromise a little. At least this way, he could protect himself.
It was not easy for people to live until now, not to mention that they were in a high position and in control of a family. Of course, they knew how to cherish it.
"Don't even think about it. Let me tell you, you old bastard. In a life and death challenge, there will naturally be life and death. It's either you live or I die. I already told you to be prepared."
Xiao Yang immediately refused.
When Old Ancestor Thirteen of the Fang Family was strong and had the advantage, he had ruthlessly suppressed Xiao Yang and even wanted to kill Xiao Yang. Now that Old Ancestor Thirteen had lost his power, he wanted to compromise with Xiao Yang, hoping that Xiao Yang would let him go. How could there be such a good thing in this world?
Xiao Yang couldn't help but snort coldly. Both sides already had an irreconcilable grudge. It couldn't be resolved with just a few words. Otherwise, why would Xiao Yang cultivate so hard for the past year? Wasn't his goal all for this day?
Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian, and the rest glared at Old Ancestor Thirteen, cursing him for being shameless in their hearts.
They hoped that Xiao Yang could kill Old Ancestor Thirteen with lightning speed, but they didn't shout it out because they were worried that Old Ancestor Thirteen might have some tricks up his sleeve. Compared to killing Old Ancestor Thirteen, they were more worried about Xiao Yang's safety.
Killing an enemy was a pleasure, but if one's friend was injured, it would be worrying.
They hoped that Xiao Yang would be fine.
Seeing Xiao Yang's unyielding attitude, they breathed a sigh of relief. From this, they could see that Xiao Yang was confident in dealing with Old Ancestor Thirteen.
Hearing Xiao Yang's rejection, Old Ancestor Fang's face suddenly turned gloomy, revealing a murderous aura.
He was the dignified Old Ancestor of Fang Family, a big shot who controlled Fang City. It was already rare for him to lower his attitude, but now this Xiao Yang actually dared to reject him. He didn't give him any face at all.
No matter what, a person with such a high status like him couldn't continue to lower his head, so he could only fight to the death.
"Xiao Yang, you will regret this. I hope you can have the last laugh, just like before. Hmph."
Old Ancestor Thirteen also threw caution to the wind. He secretly thought that even if he had to risk his life, he wouldn't let Xiao Yang have an easy time.
Xiao Yang smiled contemptuously. He was almost invincible in the same realm, so why would he need to put Old Ancestor Thirteen in front of him in his eyes?
He didn't care about Old Ancestor Fang's tricks and trump cards. He changed from defense to offense.
"Take my Thousand Poisonous Hands!"
Xiao Yang roared and displayed this powerful martial skill.
As his cultivation erupted, thousands of palm prints were formed in an instant. Each palm print had the terrifying power of a Seventh Level Martial Ancestor. Furthermore, these palm prints contained a deadly poison. Even if one could withstand it, they would definitely be poisoned. This poison was not simple. It was the poison that Xiao Yang had refined by cultivating the Heaven Devouring Poison Tyrannical Skill. The intensity of the poison was enough to be ranked among the top ten in the world.
Xiao Yang had long been familiar with this martial skill. He had used it many times in the past. As his cultivation increased, the power and toxicity of this martial skill increased as well. It was not something that could be ignored.
Boom boom boom.
A series of muffled sounds were heard. Every palm print seemed to be controlled by someone. They were as fast as lightning as they slammed towards Old Ancestor Thirteen.
The power was shocking and earth-shattering.
When the audience saw this, their expressions changed drastically. Some of them even retreated a little out of fear.
The members of the Fang Clan were pale, without a trace of blood.
From Xiao Yang's martial skill, they could see how powerful Xiao Yang was. He wasn't someone they could fight against. Even Old Ancestor Thirteen would find it hard to bear.
Fortunately, they hadn't jumped onto the stage to challenge Xiao Yang. Otherwise, they wouldn't even know how they died.
Because they were timid and afraid of trouble, they looked left and right and silently retreated, preparing to leave.
They didn't want to be implicated in Old Ancestor Thirteen's matter. Their deaths would be too unjust.
Xiao Yang blinked. He naturally sensed them leaving, but he ignored them.
When he met with the head elder, he had already agreed that he and Old Ancestor Thirteen had a personal grudge. He would settle it in private and wouldn't take his anger out on the Fang Clan.
If he went back on his word and attacked the Fang Clan now, even the head elder of the Poison Sect wouldn't be able to stand it.
"Old bastard, this gentleman's target this time is you. As long as you die, everything will be over. Otherwise, we won't rest until one of us is dead."
Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed as he glared at Patriarch Thirteen of the Fang Clan.
If it wasn't for the head elder of the Poison Sect, he would definitely take his anger out on the Fang Clan. He might even exterminate them.
Old Ancestor Thirteen breathed heavily as he glared at Xiao Yang, his hostility thick.
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