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The Thousand Dragon Saber was furious.
Inside the Thousand Dragon Mountain, the Thousand Dragon Saber received Qian Longwen's message. His face changed. "How dare you!"
With a flash, the Thousand Dragon Saber disappeared.
After a few breaths, the Thousand Dragon Saber appeared in front of the mountain gate. Seeing Yang Hongwu, Bai Yiran and the others, as well as his son's pale face, he was furious.
"Bai Yiran, is your Cambrian Hall provoking my Thousand Dragon Mountain?" The Thousand Dragon Saber didn't know that the Cambrian Hall had a new master. It was no longer Cambrian who was in charge.
He knew the strength of the Cambrian Hall. The Thousand Dragon Mountain was not just a little bit stronger than the Cambrian Hall.
"So what if I'm provoking you?" Yang Hongwu stretched out his hand and grabbed, and a powerful suction force burst out, instantly grabbing Thousand Dragon Rune before him and grabbing his head with his right hand.
At this moment, Qian Longwen was like a dead snake. He couldn't resist at all.
The killing intent that Yang Hongwu erupted with previously was simply too great a blow to Thousand Dragons Wen.
"Kid, how dare you! Let go of my son!" The Thousand Dragon Blade's face changed. He did not expect this kid to be so arrogant when he was only at the True Spirit Realm. He dared to grab the Thousand Dragon Rune right in front of him. This was a slap in the face, a fight with the Front Dragon Mountain.
However, even though he was furious, he didn't dare to do anything. After all, he still hadn't figured out the origin of this brat. Moreover, his son's Qian Long Wen was still in Yang Hongwu's hands. He was very afraid of this, but also very helpless. Of course, he was even more furious.
He was the sect leader of the Thousand Dragon Mountain. Now, he was being threatened in front of the mountain gate. If this spread out, where would the dignity of the Thousand Dragon Mountain be? Where would the face of the Thousand Dragon Mountain be?
"Let him go? Sure. " Yang Hongwu activated the Devouring Art. Now that the Devouring Art had changed, it could not only devour the power of the Divine Talisman, but also the Devouring Mark. It could also devour the Qi of a cultivator, just like the Dark North Power. Of course, it was much stronger.
"My cultivation base? My true energy?" Feeling his cultivation and True Qi disappear, Qian Longwen shouted, "You … Stop it, stop it for me!"
"Shut up." Yang Hongwu slapped Qian Longwen in the face, knocking out all of his teeth. His face was swollen like a pig's.
Even Jiang Song couldn't bear it anymore.
Qian Long Wen was known as the most outstanding genius of the Thousand Dragon Mountain in the past thousand years. However, at that moment, he had fallen to such a state. In front of Yang Hongwu, he simply could not resist.
He was caught by Yang Hongwu without even being able to resist. He was slapped in the face in front of everyone. Tsk tsk, this was in front of his father.
He reckoned that even if his master, Yang Hongwu, did not kill him, he would not have the courage to continue living. However, this brat probably did not have the courage to commit suicide.
"Brat, stop! I told you to stop! Do you hear me?" The Thousand Dragon Blade felt as if his heart was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, causing him unbearable pain.
What kind of feeling was it to watch one's beloved son being tortured like this?
"I'll return it to you." Yang Hongwu threw out the Thousand Dragon Rune and it landed in front of the Thousand Dragon Saber. It was like a dead snake without any bones. It lay limply on the ground. Its face was pale and there was no light in its eyes.
Crippled.
His son was actually crippled.
Anger, fury.
"Kill, kill them for me!" The Thousand Dragon Blade roared and waved his hand. The disciples of the Thousand Dragon Mountain rushed towards Yang Hongwu and the others in a frenzy. All of them were filled with killing intent.
"Good timing." Yang Hongwu smiled and threw out a few talismans. Immediately, a rain of fire fell from the sky.
This rain of fire was not ordinary fire. It was the Divine Fire of the Phoenix.
This was Zi Fenghuang's Divine Fire of the Phoenix. Yang Hongwu had engraved it into a talisman. The power of the rain of fire was not something that ordinary flames could compare to.
Of course, it was very difficult to make these talismans. Yang Hongwu had only made five of these talismans.
"Yiran, Zi Fenghuang, Jiang Song, here are some toys for you." Yang Hongwu took out a handful of talismans. He gave a portion to Bai Yiran and the rest to Zi Fenghuang and Jiang Song.
Bai Yiran knew that Yang Hongwu was a Talisman Master. She was not surprised that he could take out so many talismans. However, Zi Fenghuang and Jiang Song were different. They did not know that Yang Hongwu was a powerful Talisman Master. Seeing him take out so many talismans, they were shocked.
Talismans were very rare things.
Not to mention in this world, even in the entire Cangsheng Continent, they were very precious and rare. Talisman Masters were even rarer than Alchemists and Blacksmiths.
Their status was very high.
It was extremely difficult to become a Talisman Master. It required a very strong talent, a strong mental strength, and even more so, a strong perception of the Dao.
Of course, there was an even more important point. The Dao of Talismans had been lost for a long time. Currently, the Dao of Talismans that had been passed down were extremely few. Therefore, the number of people who were able to grasp the complete Dao of Talismans was truly too few.
"Isn't this too precious?" Zi Fenghuang said, "Isn't it too wasteful to use it like this?"
"Yes, Master. These talismans are so precious. It's a little wasteful to use them like this." Jiang Song also answered.
Now, the two of them seemed to understand why Yang Hongwu did not set up a formation. It turned out that he had so many talismans. Moreover, these talismans did not seem to be of low quality.
If he had more advanced talismans, even an expert like the Thousand Dragon Saber would not be able to withstand it.
The talismans in their hands could even completely destroy the backbone of the Thousand Dragon Mountain. They could even destroy the entire Thousand Dragon Mountain.
"You don't have to save it for me. These talismans are nothing. I have plenty of them." Yang Hongwu said as he took out another handful of talismans.
In an instant, he threw out several talismans.
At this moment, it was as if fireworks were set off. The disciples of the Thousand Dragon Mountain were all killed by the terrifying attacks that erupted from the talismans.
Even the Thousand Dragon Saber was attacked. Caught off guard, Qian Longwen's hair was all burned clean, turning him into a bald man. Even the Thousand Dragon Saber himself was no exception.
"Tsk tsk, Thousand Dragon Saber, Qian Longwen, are you guys preparing to convert to Buddhism?" Yang Hongwu laughed when he saw this. "This image is not bad."
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