As soon as Yan Chaoyang's voice fell, the Dragon Soul Spear turned into a blue lightning bolt and pierced towards Liu Chengfeng's heart.
Liu Chengfeng's expression changed again. He knew that even if he blocked this attack, he would not be able to survive the next one. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided that his life was more important. Thus, he used the wind under his feet and abruptly jumped up three feet, dodging the attack.
The Dragon Soul Spear pierced deeply into the thick wooden door of the Spring Pond Gate, but no blood spurted out.
Liu Chengfeng looked down and his expression immediately became very ugly. As it turned out, as early as when he dodged, Liu Cheng had already slipped away, causing him to hesitate for a long time and almost fail to dodge.
Liu Cheng naturally saw Liu Chengfeng's performance and was glad that he dodged first, or else he would be in trouble.
The father and son had a tacit understanding on this point, and could be said to be a perfect match.
"Chengfeng, take the opportunity now …"
At this moment, Yan Chaoyang's attack missed. Liu Cheng's heart moved, and he had the idea of attacking Yan Li who was meditating as if there was no one else around. As long as he caught Yan Li, he could order Yanshan Robber to be his spear and kill whoever he wanted. This was a huge temptation.
This kind of temptation was enough to make people take the risk.
Unfortunately, Liu Chengfeng also had his own plans, he shouted loudly, "Father, stop Yan Zhaoyang, I will deal with Yan Li!" After saying that, he and Liu Cheng rushed toward Yan Li, one on the left and the other on the right.
His plan was deeper. As long as Yan Chaoyang chased him, he would escape. However, his chances of winning were higher, because compared to him, Liu Cheng was a greater threat.
Liu Cheng naturally had this concern, but the arrow had to be fired. If he stopped, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be targeted by Yan Chaoyang, so he might as well risk it.
The father and son's movements, conversation, and expressions all revealed the details of their plan. It was simply enough to make the onlookers laugh.
Yan Chaoyang did not laugh. He had never liked to laugh, but a kind of sorrow arose in the depths of his heart. Abandoning one's family would be met with retribution.
The father and son didn't realize that Yan Chaoyang had already sentenced them to death in his heart. They didn't know Yan Chaoyang's likes and dislikes. If they did, they would at least deliberately put on a show.
So, if you want to deal with a person, you must first know what they like and what they hate.
Yan Chaoyang pulled out the Dragon Soul Spear. With his back facing the father and son, he stomped his foot. The blood-red aura quickly extended outwards. Two bloody hands stretched out from it and grabbed them at an even faster speed.
At this critical moment, the father and the son finally did not beg for mercy like a bunch of idiots. Instead, their ferocious nature burst out. They mobilized a large amount of yuan qi to drive the core of the method and rushed towards Yan Li at a faster speed. They tried to catch Yan Li before the bloody aura exploded.
In their eyes, as long as they captured Yan Li, this nightmare would end.
Unfortunately, they no longer had the chance. Because a spear arrived at Yan Li's side faster than them. In almost the blink of an eye, the Dragon Soul Spear passed them and landed beside Yan Li.
A dark blue brilliance surged out from the spear and gradually interweaved to form the appearance of Yan Chaoyang.
"Damn it!"
The father and son were scared out of their wits. They turned around and fled.
However, they had forgotten that there was still a bloody hand wrapped around their feet. Suddenly, they felt a strong pull and were involuntarily pulled to the ground. When they looked down, they saw a dense number of wriggling bloody hands reaching out from the blood-colored aura.
Liu Chengfeng's face was filled with fear. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Wind Emperor!"
He mobilized all of his yuan qi. A strong hurricane surged out from his body and repelled all the abnormal energy.
Liu Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He borrowed this burst of energy to break free. He spun on the spot, and wind surged from his body. Then, he leaped outwards, hooked his legs around a guard, and flung him towards the blood-colored tentacle that was chasing after him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Chengfeng's heart being dug out by the bloody tentacle. The latter screamed miserably and glared at him with incomparable hatred.
He couldn't help but shiver. An even stronger wind appeared under his feet, and he fled for his life.
Yan Chaoyang's eyes were cold. The Dragon Soul Spear struck the ground slightly, and the bloody aura rushed over like a ghost. When it reached Liu Cheng's feet, it was like a giant sea urchin, and crisscrossed bloody spikes appeared.
Liu Cheng was skewered into a bloody man, and then he fell to the ground, motionless.
Wherever the blood-colored aura passed, the First Lieutenant's men would suffer heavy casualties.
This couldn't be called a battle at all. It should be called a massacre.
This was a cruel massacre. None of the twenty thousand First Officer Department soldiers were spared. They were all killed at the Spring Pond Gate. Bright red blood covered the bluestone ground of the plaza, staining the bricks of the walls, the flowerbeds, and the flagpoles.
The defenders of the city were also almost wiped out. The tower had long been occupied by Yanshan Robber, but the massacre didn't stop.
After an unknown period of time, when Yan Li opened his eyes, there was almost no one left standing except for Yanshan Robber.
The remaining captives were being beheaded.
The last captive was Ma Guanshan. He felt Yan Li's gaze and looked back at him coldly. "Was this the plan from the beginning, or was it a last-minute decision?"
This was a question Yan Li really couldn't answer. He shook his head and said, "The result is the same."
Ma Guanshan laughed coldly. "Ha! That's right, the result is the same. You can insist that 'the winner takes all', but you'll have to bear the blame of your conscience for the rest of your life. No matter how you try to make up for it, you won't be able to redeem yourself. "
"Regardless of the reason for killing, it's a sin. I've already committed an unforgivable sin, and I've never hoped to be redeemed. "Yan Li came before Ma Guanshan." Do you have any last words? "
It was only at this moment that Ma Guanshan felt Yan Li's determination. He fell silent. At this moment, he finally received the answer in his heart. He still had a bright future ahead of him, and he didn't want to die.
Should he talk about friendship with Yan Li?
It was useless. From his blood-red eyes, all that could be seen was madness. There was no reason to speak of.
Or rather, it was this so-called friendship that gave him the chance to say his last words.
When he realized this, he suddenly felt a deep anger. He felt that he was worthy of being called a "classmate," but their friendship was only at the level of saying his last words.
"You're in pain …" he murmured in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Yan Li didn't seem to hear him clearly.
"I said, you're in pain." Ma Guanshan said with slight mockery, "I know you love Her Majesty, but I don't know for what reason you betrayed her. But you're in pain, and you can't go against your own heart … Now I find that you're really pitiful. You're shouldering a heavy burden that you have to complete even against your own will. You're living worse than a dog."
"Shut up!" The bloody wound was sprinkled with salt. Yan Li trembled in pain.
Yan Shiyi and Yan Chaoyang looked at each other.
Seeing this, Ma Guanshan's heart was filled with pleasure. He said mockingly, "Unless you kill her today, she'll definitely hate you. Hate you until the end of time. You two will never be together. Or you'll live and bear her resentment. Or you'll live and hurt each other until one side dies … "
"Shut up!" Yan Li pulled out the Leaving Cliff, and fiercely stabbed down from above Ma Guanshan's head.
"Have mercy on your sword!" At this moment, an unfurled jade fan tore through the air like a flywheel, knocking the Leaving Cliff aside. At the same time, a figure rushed into the field with lightning speed, caught the jade fan, and snatched Ma Guanshan from under Yan Li's eyes.
The person supported Ma Guanshan to the tightly shut spring pond door, untied Ma Guanshan, and let him lean against the door. Only then did he turn to Yan Li and say, "Brother Yan, even if we're not schoolmates, could it be that we fought side by side in the past has left no trace in your heart?"
"Lian Hai Changjin, you're courting death!" Yan Li's face was almost distorted.
The person who came was Lian Hai Changjin.
Lian Hai Changjin's face was filled with righteous indignation, "Brother Yan, even if I die today, I'll stop you from continuing your mistakes!"
"Fine, then I'll fulfill your wish!" Yan Li was furious. Just as he was about to rush forward, he was stopped by someone.
Yan Shiyi gave Yan Chaoyang a look, saying, "Have you forgotten who you are? As the head of the Yanshan Robber, why bother with two nameless pawns? Let Chaoyang go. "
Yan Chaoyang understood tacitly, and charged at Lian Hai Changjin.
"If you want to stop me, then kill me!" Yan Li didn't listen to him at all, crouching down and charging forward.
Yan Chaoyang didn't try to kill Lian Hai Changjin, and the two sides were evenly matched. However, as soon as Yan Li joined in, Lian Hai Changjin immediately fell into a disadvantageous position, narrowly escaping death several times.
At this moment, the faint sound of a flute approached from afar, "Young Master Yan, the sea of bitterness knows no bounds, repent and the shore is at hand."
The sound of the flute was accompanied by a clear and ethereal voice. At first, it seemed to come from the horizon, but when it was heard again, it was as if it was right beside their ears. It wasn't particularly pleasing to the ear, but it had an otherworldly and otherworldly quality to it, causing those who heard it to feel an inexplicable urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
Everyone looked towards the direction of the sound. From the direction of the Vermillion Bird Sect, a spotless woman was slowly walking over. She had a pair of expressionless but exceptionally pure eyes, and the snow-white jade flute played indescribably graceful notes under her lips. Every note seemed to penetrate the heart, reaching the depths of the soul, causing the restless killing intent to gradually calm down.
The newcomer was none other than the Floating Wisdom Diagram.
"Young Master Lian Hai, Young Master Ma, quickly leave this place."
Lian Hai Changjin reacted, hurriedly supporting Ma Guanshan as they fled.
Yan Li wanted to chase after them, but the sound of the flute caused his head to ache. He gritted his teeth, "Floating Wisdom Diagram, do you also want to die?"
The Floating Wisdom Diagram said softly, "Young Master Yan, if killing this Floating Wisdom Diagram can make you put down your butcher's knife, this Floating Wisdom Diagram is willing to feed the devil with my body."
"Li Kuofu!" Yan Li roared.
"Yes!" Li Kuofu had long since been unable to endure it, abruptly turning towards the Floating Wisdom Diagram. "Damned girl, quickly stop your Soul Mourning Song, listening to it is annoying this old lady to death!"
Yan Li was just about to chase after them, but was stopped by Yan Shiyi. He could not help narrowing his eyes, "Move aside!"
Yan Shiyi said indifferently, "Enough."
"I said move aside!" Yan Li let out a low roar.
Yan Shiyi slightly raised his voice, "I said, enough!"
"Wushuang is dead!" Yan Li was agitated.
Yan Shiyi stretched out his hands, pressing down on Yan Li's shoulders, looking straight into his eyes, saying, "Listen to me well, the dead have already passed away, and can only be remembered, not entangled. The living must bear the wishes of the dead, and live with a clear conscience. The blood sacrifice is already enough, and you still want to kill people. I do not object, but you cannot bear the consequences of killing people. Your soul has already been occupied by the curse, and if your mind continues to crumble, what awaits you in the end is only destruction. "
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