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Chapter 372

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Breaking into the Zhang Family

"What are they doing here? Could it be that Sun Clan's Great Elder Sun Xing called him over? "

"It's hard to say. I've seen a few of them before. They are the elders of the second-rate clans in Ivory City, and their cultivation is around the middle Primal Core stage."

"The ancestor of a second-rate family? Take a closer look. The three old men in the lead are the Patriarchs of the Zhang and Sun families in Ivory City. Their cultivation levels are at the peak of the Primal Core stage! "

"What?! Even they are here? "

"Is Ivory City going to be cleansed …"

After a brief silence, the crowd burst into exclamations.

Many cultivators stared at the figures that had suddenly appeared, their faces filled with shock.

Over the years, the strong performance of the Zhang Family had left a deep impression in their hearts. Now, a large number of warriors had joined forces to oppose the Zhang Family. It had to be said that this was a great shock to them.

"Alright! Very good, very good. "

At this time, Zhang Bin calmed down.

He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Since you're so naive, I'll show you the true strength of the Zhang family today!"

Swish swish swish … swish!

Just as Zhang Bin's voice faded, several figures flew out from the Zhang Clan's courtyard and appeared in front of the Zhang Clan's gate in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the sudden appearance of these cultivators, the crowd once again exclaimed in surprise.

Because these martial artists were not weak. They could be described as terrifying!

Two peak-stage Primal Core, four late-stage Primal Core, eight mid-stage Primal Core, and ten early-stage Primal Core!

Just the Zhang family alone had twenty-four Primal Core adepts, which was even more than the other clans combined.

"Am I seeing things?"

Seeing the formidable strength of the Zhang Clan, a True Martial Realm primary stage martial artist rubbed his eyes and said in a daze.

"Are you seeing things? These warriors are all from the Zhang Clan." Another martial artist in the middle stage of the True Martial Realm was also very shocked, but he did not lose his mind, and said in a deep voice, "In addition to the 24 Origin Core stage martial artists, the Zhang Family still has no less than 50 True Martial Realm martial artists!"

"Fifty!"

Hearing this, everyone shot their gazes towards the Zhang Clan's courtyard.

If one didn't take a look, one wouldn't know, but the moment one did, he was shocked.

Forty to fifty martial artists lined up neatly in the courtyard of the Zhang family.

"Old Hou, what should we do now?"

The terrifying strength of the Zhang Family had clearly exceeded Sun Xing's expectations.

He got closer to Hou Qingchen and whispered, "The power in the middle can contend with the Zhang family, but Zhang Bin and the other Yin-Yang realm martial artist are not easy to deal with."

In fact, Hou Qingchen had already realized the severity of the problem when the Zhang Family's experts appeared.

Although Sun Xing and the patriarchs of the other families weren't a match for the Yin-Yang realm cultivators, they could at least stall one of them.

As for the other Yin-Yang martial artist, he and Ning Yue would work together to deal with him.

The sudden emergence of so many experts from the Zhang family had completely disrupted their plans.

He couldn't help but look at Ning Yue.

"Old Hou, find a way to stall Zhang Bin. I'm going to enter the Zhang family and force that Yin-Yang Realm martial artist out myself!"

Ning Yue's expression was solemn. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and dashed forward.

Xiu!

Ning Yue's speed was very fast, so fast that besides Hou Qingchen and Zhang Bin, no one else could react.

"Where are you going!" Hou Qingchen was indeed a peak early Yin-Yang realm martial artist. The moment Ning Yue dashed forward, he gathered all the Yuan Qi in his body to his wrist and punched at Ning Yue's chest.

"What is Zhang Bin doing? Why is he punching the air? "

"Could he have lost his mind?"

"How is that possible? Zhang Bin is a Yin-Yang realm martial artist. He shouldn't have lost his mind."

"No! Look at Ning Yue! "

Following this exclamation, everyone was surprised to find that Ning Yue's figure was gradually becoming illusory.

Very quickly, Ning Yue appeared in front of Zhang Bin!

"An afterimage! It's an afterimage! "

"Ning Yue's speed is so fast?"

"He's just a middle stage martial artist. Even an early Primal Core stage martial artist like me couldn't see any clues."

"Early Primal Core stage? I, a middle Primal Core stage martial artist, don't even know when Ning Yue disappeared! "

At first, everyone was just exclaiming, but in the end, they were all numb.

This was because, in the face of Zhang Bin's powerful attack, Ning Yue did not retreat. Instead, a violent wave of Yuan Qi appeared on his palm, and a backhand punch collided with Zhang Bin's fist.

Bang!

The two collided, and a low sound rang out. Immediately, Ning Yue and Zhang Bin both took a few steps back.

Zhang Bin took three steps back, and as for Ning Yue, he took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body!

With this blow, it was clear who was stronger!

"Zhang Bin, thank you for lending me a hand."

Ning Yue first smiled at Zhang Bin, then said to Hou Qingchen, "Hou Qingchen, stop Zhang Bin and buy me half an hour!"

"Understood!"

Hearing Ning Yue's words, Hou Qingchen gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Sun Xing, leave two peak Primal Core stage martial artists. The rest will deal with the Zhang family's martial artists with you!"

Swoosh!

As his voice fell, Hou Qingchen took a step forward, and the Yuan Qi in his body burst out. He was the first to rush toward Zhang Bin.

"Lu Family Head, Fang Family Head, you two and Hou Qingchen will deal with Zhang Bin together. The rest, follow me!" Sun Xing's face was cold as he joined the battle.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Bin cursed in his heart. His face was extremely ugly.

He did not expect Ning Yue to be so cunning as to use this method to enter the Zhang family.

Right now, the Yin-Yang stage martial artist from the Corpse Sect was refining elixirs, and he was at a critical moment. If he was disturbed, the refining of elixirs would fail, and the worst case would be Qi deviation!

Therefore, no matter what, he had to stop Ning Yue!

Boom!

In front of the Zhang family's gate, the martial artists from both sides finally fought because of Ning Yue.

The fuse of this battle, Ning Yue, had already entered the Zhang family's courtyard.

"Trespassers of the Zhang family, kill!"

As soon as Ning Yue entered the Zhang family's courtyard, he was besieged by fifty True Martial Realm martial artists.

"Red Devil, kill!" Ning Yue casually threw out the Red Devil Sword and held the Soul Severing Sword in his hand as he shouted.

Relatively speaking, Ning Yue preferred to use the Soul Severing Sword. After all, he had used the Soul Severing Sword for a long time and was more comfortable with it.

Unless he was dealing with a peak Yuan Dan or Yin-Yang stage martial artist, Ning Yue did not want to use the Red Devil Sword.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Since Ning Yue used the Soul Severing Sword, the Red Devil naturally had complete control of the Red Devil Sword. He transformed into his human form and held the Red Devil Sword in his hand as he charged left and right among the True Martial Realm martial artists.

With every thrust of the Red Devil's sword, a True Martial Realm martial artist of the Zhang family was killed.

"Ning Yue, these martial artists are strange." While attacking, the Red Devil said.

"I also noticed that they are very dull, as if … they are controlled by the Spirit Pill!"

Ning Yue was also very puzzled.

These True Martial Realm martial artists had very weak self-awareness and basically relied on their physical strength to fight their enemies.

This kind of performance was similar to a martial artist who had taken a Spirit Pill.

"Could it be that the Corpse Sect has developed a new type of Spirit Pill? And it can be mass-produced? "

Thinking of this, Ning Yue's face became completely gloomy.

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