Jing Chengxi's expression turned cold as he sized up the three literati grandmasters from the corner of his eyes.
The three literati grandmasters froze on the spot, deep in thought.
Jing Chengxi immediately said, "The Jing Family has many treasures that can completely restore your bodies. As long as you kill Fang Yun and return to Haijiang City, all problems will be solved!"
"Unfortunately, you can't return!"
Fang Yun suddenly charged towards Jing Chengxi, and at the same time, he gathered all the forces that were attacking the three literati grandmasters to attack Jing Chengxi.
Fang Yun was in the east, the four Dragons' Torture Instruments were in the west, the Ten Thousand Ferocious Mountain was in the south, and the Wentai True Dragon and the Poisonous Giant Snake were in the north, forming an encirclement.
"Come and help me!" Jing Chengxi shouted.
However, the three literati grandmasters were slowly moving away.
The three of them understood that if they attacked now, they would die.
Die at the hands of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's meaningful smile was deeply imprinted in the minds of the three of them.
"You three traitors!"
Jing Chengxi was furious. He did not expect the three of them to abandon him at the most critical moment.
The first to arrive were the Wentai True Dragon's dragon flames and the Poisonous Giant Snake's poison.
The golden dragon flames and the green poisonous flames were like two heavenly rivers, one gold and one green, surging diagonally from top to bottom, drowning Jing Chengxi.
Then came the two fastest True Dragon Ancient Swords.
The Sin-suppressing Ancient Sword contained an extremely ferocious killing power, and even Half-saint had slashed it before.
The Sin-suppressing Ancient Sword saw through everything, and every attack landed on the weakest point of Jing Chengxi's defense.
Then came the sky full of treasures on the Ten Thousand Ferocious Mountain.
A total of a thousand treasures either turned into light, released spells, or attacked with their own bodies, forming a colorful torrent that attacked Jing Chengxi. Once they were damaged, they quickly returned to the Ten Thousand Ferocious Mountain to recover, and at the same time, another treasure flew out to replace them.
The last to arrive were the four Dragons' Torture Instruments. The Demon Slaying Needle Box hung high in the sky, releasing 720,000 silver needles that poured down like rain.
The Golden Dragon Guillotine and Ten Thousand Bone Thorns Hammer collided with Jing Chengxi. Regardless of success or failure, they retreated after one attack, then gathered their strength and attacked again.
The power of each attack could easily destroy a hundred thousand feet's tall mountain and split a thousand miles of rivers.
Finally, the Phoenix Fire Chain only released its flame power and did not attack.
This was because it believed that there was no need for it to make a move.
The continuous attacks drowned Jing Chengxi, causing divine light to converge where he was, and loud noises could be heard continuously.
Ten breaths later, Fang Yun withdrew his power.
Jing Chengxi was half-kneeling on the One Step On High Clouds, his back was arched like a prawn. His internal organs and intestines were scattered all over the place. There was not a single part of his body that was intact.
Jing Chengxi slowly raised his head and stared at Fang Yun. Despite the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with hatred as he said, "Fang Yun, the Lei family will not let you go, and neither will the Jingsheng Family! We are the only ones in control of the passage to Saint Origin World. You won't be able to leave this place. In the end, the Jing family and the Lei family will join hands and bury you in the Ancient Sea Cliff Land! "
Fang Yun nodded and said, "I should thank you. I was originally hesitating on how to deal with the Jing family, but you helped me make the decision. Jing Sheng, what a pity … "
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he flicked his finger and the faraway Jing Chengxi suddenly exploded, turning into a mist of blood that scattered across the sky.
Fang Yun took out three Saint Body Fruits and casually tossed them to the three literary ancestors.
"You can decide whether to eat them or not."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he turned around and flew towards the Sinned Turtle Prison Carriage.
The three literary ancestors looked at the Saint Body Fruits in front of them with flickering eyes. They were in an intense struggle in their hearts.
After a few breaths, one of the literary ancestors laughed self-mockingly and said, "In the Ancient Sea Cliff Land, we were merely subordinates of the Jing family and became their hired thugs. Today, we are only here to obtain benefits. Now that we have submitted to the human race's Xusheng, or the future human race's Half-saint, it is not shameful. "
After he finished speaking, the literary ancestor swallowed the Saint Body Fruit.
Then, purple mist emerged from his body. His wounds were like countless worms wriggling crazily. After a few breaths, the wounds on his body healed and the scabs fell off.
After another few breaths, several layers of dead skin fell off his body. His body became more delicate and younger.
Everyone could sense that this younger body of his was filled with explosive power.
He took out an iron tool from the lake shell and kneaded it into an iron ball as if he was kneading dough.
The other two literary ancestors were in disbelief.
His eyes flickered with joy. Then, he faced Fang Yun's back and half-knelt on the One Step On High Clouds, saying loudly, "Zhu Qiyue thanks Fang Xusheng for his reward. From now on, the Ancient Sea Cliff Land's Zhu Family will follow Fang Xusheng to eliminate the evil and evil!"
"Zhu Qiyue, you treacherous bastard. Have you forgotten how the Old Ancestor saved your ancestor?" Jing Yuanhu yelled.
"Three generations of the Zhu Family have repaid our ancestor's debt. From now on, the Zhu Family will repay Fang Xusheng's debt. "Zhu Qiyue stood up and looked calmly at Jing Yuanhu.
Before Fang Yun arrived at the Sinned Turtle Prison Carriage, he did not look at Jing Yuanhu. Instead, he looked at Jing Liren, who was currently in charge of the Jing Family's affairs.
"Now, the fate of the Jing Family is in your hands."
Jing Liren looked at Fang Yun with shock in his eyes because he could vaguely guess the intention behind Fang Yun's words.
After a long silence, Jing Liren slowly said, "Fang Xusheng, please speak."
Fang Yun looked down at everyone and said, "I will suppress the Jing Family for thirty years. Thirty years later, we will see spring."
Jing Liren's eyes dimmed while the other members of the Jing Family were filled with fear.
Fang Yun's intention was obvious. He wanted to suppress the Jing Family for thirty years and allow them to develop after thirty years.
However, how could he suppress the Jing Family?
Kill all of the Jing Family's literary scholars and exterminate all of their geniuses!
Only then could he cut off the Jing Family's lifeline for thirty years.
"I …"
Jing Yuanhu said loudly, "You can't agree to it! The Patriarch will definitely avenge us! "
A bitter smile appeared on Jing Liren's face. "Yuanhu, do you still not understand? This Fang Yun indeed can't harm the Patriarch, but the Patriarch can't do anything to him either. Once he contacts the Notre-Dame, do you know what crime we will be committing? "
Jing Yuanhu's expression changed as he thought of the Notre-Dame's possible punishment. He said in shock, "They wouldn't dare!"
"They would dare! Attacking Xusheng and the Master of the Holy Dao is a crime punishable by the annihilation of the entire family! If they are lenient, they will kill the main branch and let the branch descendants inherit the Jing Family. If they are vicious, they will even let the illegitimate children inherit the family. This way, not only will the Patriarch's bloodline be preserved, but it will also completely prevent the Jing Family from retaliating in the future. The Punishment Hall is the school of Legalism. "
Everyone suddenly realized that the school of Legalism would definitely protect Fang Yun and punish the Jing Family in the most violent way possible.
"No, our Jing Family will never be replaced by those bastards! The Patriarch's Half-saint Will will not allow him to do so! "
Jing Liren looked at his nephew who had been spoiled since he was young and revealed a look of pity.
Even the Patriarch's Will did not dare to oppose the Notre-Dame!
In the eyes of the Saints, it did not matter who was in charge of the family, unless it was a descendant they had watched grow up. It was fine as long as it was of their bloodline.
If Fang Yun did not sever the Patriarch's bloodline, the Patriarch's Will would not move.
Otherwise, when the Saints descended, the Patriarch's Will would be completely erased.
"Fang Xusheng, this old man is willing to surrender!"
Jing Liren's knees landed heavily on the ground.
"You cannot disgrace the Jing Family's ancestors …" Jing Yuanhu let out a shrill cry.
Fang Yun raised his eyebrows. Several chains flew out and wrapped around Jing Yuanhu, sending him into the Sinful Turtle's mouth.
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