The Dove Feather Poison had been passed down for thousands of years. However, it was no longer as toxic and terrifying as it used to be.
Moreover, the Medicine Demon from back then, in addition to being extremely powerful at refining poisons, he was even more terrifying at using poisons! Of course, he was also very powerful.
But now, whether it was the poison and terror of the Jiu Feather, the method of using poison, or the strength of the Jiu Feather, they were all inferior to the Fiendish Demons of the past. So, the Yaowangmen's Dove Feather Poison could do anything to Lin Zhan?
Moreover, Lin Zhan and Ling Yu had disappeared for the past few days because they were preparing to deal with the Dove Feather Poison!
They all knew that the Dove Feather Poison was the Yaowangmen's most terrifying technique! It was also the most threatening technique.
A thousand years ago, Lin Zhan and Ling Yu had suffered a loss. How could they not be on guard and suffer a loss again? Then, they would be the fools.
After the Medicine Devil, there was no more Dove Feather Poison.
Moreover, Lin Zhan and Ling Yu had been preparing for the past few days. Therefore, the Yaowangmen's attacks were extremely powerful and terrifying.
However, Ling Zhan and Ling Yu's preparations, as well as their strength, made them fearless.
Wasn't this? The Yaowangmen's most powerful and dangerous technique was nullified the moment they made their move.
They didn't even know how the Dove Feather Poison Mist was taken away. This caused everyone in the Medicine King Sect to be shocked.
"Ahhh … This is impossible!"
Even though the truth was right in front of them, the Yaowangmen's Supreme Patriarch still couldn't accept it.
After letting out an angry roar, he pounced towards Ling Zhan in a frenzy.
Dove Feather Poison … That was their most powerful technique. Now that it had been nullified, all the Yaowangmen's plans were useless.
Originally, the Yaowangmen sneered at the Xingchen School and the Wang family's joint attack.
With the Dove Feather Poison Fog in their hands, who would be able to contend with them in the territory of the Medicine King School?
Once the poisonous fog appeared, not even a blade of grass would grow, and the army would be annihilated!
The Dove Feather Poison Mist had once killed tens of thousands of cultivators in one breath. It had established the reputation of the Yaowangmen and the Dove Feather Poison Mist.
If the Xingchen School and the Wang family really dared to attack, they would definitely fight back.
Within the poisonous fog, the members of Xingchen School and the Wang family could only wait to be killed!
But now …
"Hmph, you're courting death!"
Seeing that the Yaowangmen's Grand Old Ancestor still dared to rush over at this time, Lin Zhan sneered and sent out a palm strike.
Huff huff …
The palm wind whistled, instantly tearing this space apart.
In an instant, the raging energy turned into a ghostly palm that was hundreds of feet long and smashed toward the Great Patriarch of the Yaowangmen.
Rumble …
Puchi …
Amidst the explosion, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and let out a muffled grunt. The prime patriarch of the Medicine King Sect was actually not a match for a single attack from Ling Zhan, and was sent flying.
"Kill!"
After sending the Yaowangmen's Grand Old Ancestor flying, Lin Zhan let out a cold shout, which could be considered as the prelude to this battle …
Bearing the brunt of the attack, Lin Zhan and Ling Yu's figures flashed, and in the blink of an eye, they shot into the crowd of Yaowangmen like arrows released from a bow.
In the next instant, the Yaowangmen's camp was in a mess, and for a moment, screams filled the air.
"Not good …"
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Yaowangmen's expression was extremely ugly.
"Old Ancestor, help me!"
In the next instant, when he saw Lin Zhan and Ling Yu charging toward him, he instantly let out a heart-wrenching cry for help.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh …
The moment the leader of the Yaowangmen's voice fell, a few figures flashed in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they swept over in the direction of the Yaowangmen's camp.
The one who bore the brunt of the attack was an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion.
"Xingchen School, Wang family, Xiu must be savage!"
An angry roar reverberated like thunder, causing Wang Chen and the others to feel their blood boil.
This made Wang Chen and the others' faces filled with shock.
This old man who had suddenly appeared was actually so powerful … Just with an angry roar, he was able to cause the blood in his body to boil. Just how powerful was this old man?
"Emperor Martial Artist!"
In an instant, Wang Chen seemed to realize something.
"Not good, there are six more Sacred Martial Artists, all from the Zhan family! And Wan Jia! "
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan's expression also turned ugly in an instant.
Wasn't that right?
Now, there was no need to mention how powerful this old man was. This was something that everyone could clearly sense.
Behind the old man, there were six more Sacred Martial Artists. These six people were not in the information.
As expected, the Zhan family had not just watched from the sidelines, but had actually participated in this battle.
Not only had the Zhan family sent out their most powerful force, but Wan Jia had also sent out more powerful cultivators.
Six Sacred Martial Artists and one Emperor Martial Artist! What kind of lineup was this …
The Zhan family and Wan Jia … had indeed sent out such a powerful lineup.
If the poison fog of the dove feather had been effective earlier, perhaps these people would not have appeared.
After all, the Zhan family was one of the six great families, and it was not convenient for them to directly participate in some matters. If they could, they would do so as little as possible.
With the dove feather, the Yaowangmen could easily deal with Wang Chen and the others.
But now … they had no choice but to come out.
Who would have thought that the dove feather would be broken so easily?
This was hard to believe.
It could be said that the dove feather had been broken by Lin Zhan with a flick of his sleeve. This was definitely something that no one had expected. This was a huge change.
At this moment, they had no choice but to come out.
In addition to this Emperor Martial and six Sacred Martial Artists, the Yaowangmen had gathered their true strength. That was one Emperor Martial and fourteen Sacred Martial Artists! What kind of lineup was this?
Other than the six great bloodline clans, even clans with special constitutions, like the Wan Clan and the Spritedragon Han Clan, wouldn't be able to produce fourteen Saint Martial Saints in one go, right?
But now, the Yaowangmen …
"Kill!"
With a solemn face, Wang Chen took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice.
Now was not the time to think so much. He broke off his train of thought, and with a flash, he dashed forward.
"He he … How could I be left behind with such a good thing?"
Seeing Wang Chen rush out, Xuan Ye smiled and joined the battle.
He did not care about the Yaowangmen. After all, the relationship between the Wan Jia and the Xuanming Family was pretty good.
The Xuanming Family did not have any so-called allies! They had always acted alone and acted on impulse.
Now that he had a good relationship with Wang Chen, he did not like the Yaowangmen! This was the reason why he made a move.
"Hahaha … Grandpa's fist has already started to roar. Grandpa is coming, grandpa!"
Xuan Ye rushed out, and Kuang Ren also rushed out with a roar.
Then, Su Yuan, Wang Yan …
Everyone from the Xingchen School and the Wang family began to move.
The curtains to the great battle had finally been drawn.
"Scram …"
With a roar, Wang Chen took out Wan Jia's Golden Mirror and unleashed the Tide of Ten Thousand Swords!
At this time, this move was absolutely useful.
The Tide of Ten Thousand Swords emitted endless sword energy as it swept toward the crowd ahead.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the blink of an eye, screams, cries, and screams filled the air.
This move had used all of his strength, without the slightest probing or holding back. It was clear how intense this battle was.
…
"Humph, Martial Emperor … Scram …"
In the distance, seeing the Martial Emperor appear, Lin Zhan raised an eyebrow and charged forward.
A puny Martial Emperor dared to act so presumptuously in front of him? How could that be?
A black divine weapon materialized in his hand, and Lin Zhan slashed down with it, shattering the heavens and earth.
Rumble …
Pfft, pfft …
"No …"
The Zhan Family's Martial Emperor Realm Patriarch was flung away in disbelief and disbelief. He was unwilling to accept this outcome, and his heart was filled with shock.
"Die!"
Following that, Ling Zhan's figure flashed, and before the other party could land on the ground, he had already rushed in front of the other party. Then, under the other party's pale face, Ling Zhan had a cold smile on his face as he ruthlessly grabbed at the other party.
"No …"
Amidst the heart-wrenching screams, blood rained down …
Rip …
With a ripping sound, the Patriarch of the Zhan family, a Martial Emperor, was torn apart by Lin Zhan's hands.
It was unknown how many people were shocked by this scene.
Who knew how many people were scared out of their wits?
This was the Patriarch of the Zhan family. This was a Martial Emperor. An Martial Emperor with a Divine Martial bloodline. This was an absolutely powerful existence. This was the pinnacle of the Tianxuan Continent.
And such a person had been torn in two by the Wang family's Patriarch in just two moves. What kind of strength and terror was this?
Wan Jia, the Zhan family, the Yaowangmen, everyone's heart skipped a beat.
"Hahaha, a puny Martial Emperor dares to show his face here? You're courting death!"
As the instigator of all this, after easily killing the Patriarch of the Zhan family, Lin Zhan smiled coldly as if nothing had happened. Then, his figure flashed and he pounced in another direction.
Everywhere he passed, blood and flesh flew. It was incomparably violent.
While Lin Zhan was killing, Wang Chen's side was not much better!
Under the Golden Mirror, life was withering away!
At this moment, the Wan Clan's inherited magic treasure played a huge role in this battle.
In fact, on the battlefield, Wang Chen, who was covered in Rosefinch flames and covered in golden light, became an even more eye-catching existence.
With him as the center, blood flowed like a river within a hundred-meter radius. It was like Shura Hell. Countless Yaowangmen disciples, Zhan family and Wan Jia members, and warriors who helped the Yaowangmen were all turned into blood and flesh at this moment!
At this moment, Wang Chen's destructive power was even more terrifying than Lin Zhan's.
Wang Chen, Lin Zhan, Ling Yu … all three of them were dazzling, as if they had turned into Shura Hell, mercilessly robbing everyone of their lives!
Lives were being lost every second under their hands …
The battle had just begun. However, after Lin Zhan collected Jiuyu and Lin Zhan killed the Zhan family's Patriarch, the Yaowangmen were on the losing side due to the performance of Wang Chen, Lin Zhan, and Ling Yu!
The Yaowangmen and the Yaowangmen's morale had dropped to an unimaginable level, especially when the Martial Emperor had been killed so easily. How could they have the ability to resist?
As they watched their people fall one by one in front of Wang Chen and the Golden Mirror, the people of the Wan Jia and Yaowangmen grew anxious and bloodshot.
Wang Chen had actually used their things to kill their people.
This was definitely the most unacceptable outcome.
"Wang Chen, I'll kill you!"
In this wretched situation, the Patriarch of the Wan Jia, who was already covered in blood, roared angrily and pounced at Wang Chen.
Victory?
It was almost hopeless now.
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