"No …"
Jian Wuhen staggered backward, his face filled with horror.
"Grandpa, save me, save me …"
The young master of the Ten-thousand Swords Villa, who was once the number one genius of Monarch City, was crying for help!
Instantly, the two sides were locked in a stalemate once again. Bluefire and company stared intently at Nameless Sword and company.
"Thousand Phantom Hands!"
Nameless Sword flipped his hand and in the next moment, more than a thousand hands appeared in front of Zhou Yang. One of them quickly grabbed Jian Wuhen while the other grabbed Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang retreated rapidly. He knew that with his strength, it was impossible for him to go up against a Disha Realm expert, even if it was just a casual attack from the opponent.
"Nameless Sword!"
Suddenly, Tang Kun made his move. The two of them instantly struck each other with their palms, and both of them retreated several hundred feet.
However, all of this still happened. Jian Wuhen was saved by Nameless Sword.
"Haha … Zhou Yang, even if you dare to kill me, you won't be able to. The day I succeed in my cultivation will be the day you die!" Jian Wuhen laughed heartily. He had lost today, but the final result proved that he was right. Having a strong family background was more important.
"Is that so? What if I say that I can kill you?" Zhou Yang sneered as he walked towards Nameless Sword.
Nameless Sword revealed a look of disdain. "You want to kill my grandson under my watch? You don't know your place. "
"Zhou Yang, accept your fate. This is the reality. This is the gap between us. Come and kill me, come, haha …"
Arrogant laughter rang out in all directions. Everyone's eyes were suddenly filled with sorrow.
Yes, so what if he was a genius? So what if he won? He was still powerless in the face of a colossal Great Clan.
This was how the world was. Some people would die if they lost, and even if they won, they would still die. However, some people would still be able to stand high and mighty and treat the winner like an ant.
It had been like this since ancient times.
"That's right. This is the reality. However, I, Zhou Yang, will break this reality today."
As the sound of his voice faded, Zhou Yang abruptly leapt up as his nine-eyed Astral Soul materialized behind him. "Astral Soul, fuse!"
Buzz …
Instantly, the Nine-eyed Astral Soul fused with his soul, causing Zhou Yang's mental energy to grow stronger and stronger.
Rumble …
The ground rumbled, and the bell that had been buried in the ruins flew towards Zhou Yang.
"I've said that I'm here to deliver the clock, so I won't go back on my word."
Dong …
The bell rang.
The first sound caused everyone's mind to be in chaos. The second sound caused their souls to tremble. The third sound caused them to have a splitting headache. The fourth sound caused them to vomit blood.
In an instant, everyone covered their ears and quickly retreated. If this went on, they would definitely die.
By the seventh sound, all martial artists below the Gold Star Realm had retreated a thousand feet away. By the eighth sound, even Tang Zhenghe and the other Gold Star Realm martial artists couldn't help but cover their ears and retreat.
Buzz!
The ninth chime merged with the previous eight chimes, forming a powerful sound wave that spread out in the air.
In a split second, the six Earth Realm martial artists couldn't help but frown. They then revolved their qi and concentrated on resisting the mental energy in the sound wave.
At the same time, a figure rapidly swept past Nameless Sword before appearing a thousand feet away.
The sound wave finally dissipated as Nameless Sword and company opened their eyes.
"Wuhen!"
In an instant, Nameless Sword was alarmed. He looked to his side and realized that Jian Wuhen had indeed vanished. He looked up and saw Zhou Yang, who was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, grabbing Jian Wuhen.
Si!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Even Tang Kun and the others were shocked.
Zhou Yang had paid the price of being seriously injured to forcefully trigger the ninth chime of the bell. In the end, he had grabbed Jian Wuhen while Nameless Sword was off guard.
He wanted to kill Jian Wuhen right under Nameless Sword's nose!
At that moment, Jian Wuhen was already on the brink of death from the bell's chimes. Other than horror, there was also regret in his eyes.
"Zhou Yang, let me go. I'll take back my words from before. Let me go …"
"Take back?" Zhou Yang sneered. "Before today, I wanted to kill you because you had angered me. However, after our battle, I changed my mind. You are quite a good opponent, but unfortunately, you have made me want to kill you once again."
"No, it's not like that." Jian Wuhen's eyes were filled with regret. Following that, he knelt to the ground.
"If you had not said such arrogant words, I would not have been interested in killing you. However, you provoked me. It's too late to beg for mercy now!"
By the time his voice faded, Zhou Yang's sword had already arrived in front of Jian Wuhen.
"Zhou Yang, how dare you!" Nameless Sword bellowed.
"Of course I dare!"
With that said, Zhou Yang raised his hand and slashed down. He did not give Nameless Sword a chance to react.
Jian Wuhen was dead!
Even in death, Jian Wuhen still had a look of regret on his face.
"Wuhen!"
Nameless Sword's killing intent surged out as he cleaved at Zhou Yang the next moment.
"Nameless Sword, your opponent is me."
Tang Kun, who could not wait any longer, instantly stood up to block Nameless Sword.
"Tang Kun, you should have died a long time ago." The furious Nameless Sword finally stopped hiding.
"Nameless Sword, if not for my Tang family, you would not be where you are today. Now, you are the one who deserves death for being an ingrate and trying to harm my Tang family!"
The furious voice was accompanied by a terrifying collision. In just a single exchange, the ground cracked open by a meter and the martial hall was in shambles.
This single strike caused more damage than the battle between Zhou Yang and Jian Wuhen that had lasted for half an hour.
This was a Disha realm warrior.
"Everyone from the Myriad Swords Mountain Manor, heed my orders. Kill everyone from the Tang family! Kill everyone from the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect! "
Kill everyone from the Tang family without mercy.
The first to be horrified was Tang Yu. She immediately chose to flee.
"Everyone from the Tang family, heed my orders. The Myriad Swords Mountain Manor no longer has a successor. Kill them and wipe out the Myriad Swords Mountain Manor to avenge them."
"It's time. Disciples of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect, heed my orders. Cooperate with the Tang family and wipe out the Myriad Swords Mountain Manor."
Instantly, more than a thousand warriors in the martial hall faced each other with the three-foot-wide crack in the middle as the battle was about to begin.
Sou!
Suddenly, a golden beam of light shot down from the sky and landed in Zhao Wuhou's hand.
A flying talisman!
Zhao Wuhou laughed out loud when he saw it.
"Perfect timing. Perfect timing. Haha …"
Faced with Zhao Wuhou's laughter, Tang Kun and company revealed looks of worry.
Suddenly, a person rushed in front of Tang Kun and said, "Reporting to Patriarch, there are enemies outside the city!"
"Who is it?" Tang Kun asked with a frown.
"A team of 2,000 people. All of them are riding ferocious beasts. Right in front is a golden dragon flag …"
"A golden dragon flag, the Imperial City Dragon Guards!" Tang Kun's eyes were filled with horror!
"Haha … Tang Kun, do you really think I'm here to participate in the wedding?" Zhao Wuhou sneered. "We already knew that you were displeased. Even if you are willing to marry your granddaughter to the Myriad Swords Mountain Manor, your Tang family will still be wiped out."
"The Imperial City Dragon Guards. You actually mobilized the Imperial City Dragon Guards to deal with us? Aren't you afraid that the king will know?" Tang Kun said angrily.
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