When Cui Xichen uttered the word 'kill', the prelude to the battle began.
It was a cruel battle.
Clang clang clang — —
Cui Xinnian led the Wild Wolf Army of the Cui clan to launch a fierce attack on the Song clan's mansion, and the guards of the Song clan also organized a frenzied counterattack.
On one side was a regular army, and on the other side was a famous national expert.
The guards of the Song clan were few in number but skilled, each of them could fight against ten, a hundred, or even a thousand people. Many of them were famous legendary figures in the divine continent.
And the Wild Wolf Army had the advantage in numbers. In the process of breaking through the walls and doors, there were constantly people being cut down, and then there were constantly people taking their place. Every time a person died, another person would take their place. Every time ten people were killed, another ten people would take their place. There was an endless stream of people, as if they could never be completely killed.
Cui Xinnian led the masters of the Zhong clan to distract the main force of the Song family. Soon, the situation was tilting towards the Wild Wolf Army of the Cui clan.
"Get out of the way — —"
A Wild Wolf General threw out a mace weighing hundreds of kilograms, smashing it heavily against the red lacquer door of the Song clan's mansion. There was a loud crack, and a huge hole was smashed in the middle of the door.
"Again."
More than ten Wild Wolf Generals gathered here, bellowed, and at the same time swung out the mace in their hands.
Bang — —
Under the impact of gravity, the entire door was sent flying by the mace.
"Kill."
Countless Wild Wolf Army soldiers brandished their long spears and charged toward the Song clan's mansion.
This was once a forbidden area of Tiandu, a place that even the Emperor of West Wind could not easily step into.
But today, these barbaric soldiers, these soldiers wielding swords and sabers, broke in.
"Kill — —"
Cui Xinnian sent a Song family guard flying with his sword, roaring at the Wild Wolf Army.
Clang clang clang — —
The Wild Wolf Army rushed into the gate of the Song enterprise, roaring and yelling like a group of crazy wild wolves. However, they quieted down in an instant and then retreated step by step, as if there were some scourges and fierce beasts in front of them.
Clang — —
Clang — —
Clang — —
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It was not until the last Wild Wolf soldier retreated that Song Zhongmou and the others appeared at the dilapidated gate of the Song family's mansion.
Song Zhongmou was clad in a blood-red robe and holding a long sword. It seemed that he had just experienced a fierce battle.
Beside him stood Gu Qinglin, Song Zhongyi, Song Wanqiu, and dozens of men from the direct line of descent of the Song family, as well as hundreds of Ministers of the Song family.
These people all carried a long spear, their clothes stained with blood, and stared at the enemy.
"Cui Xinnian, come out!" Song Zhongmou roared.
"Cui Xinnian, do you know what you's Zhongmou, Xinnian, Cui to. to. to.
"Cui Xinnian, do you know what you're doing? Is this the way you treat your comrades and in-laws? " "Cui" to Cui "Cui Xinnian," Song to. to., "This" Zhong "to say, I," To Cui to, to Song, I Family, "This", "," Cuto. to, to, "you, is" Dong. to. "
"Brother Zhongmou, why are you so angry?" Cui Xinnian said with a wry smile. "If there was a choice, we wouldn't resort to this. People need face, trees need bark, and a dog needs a flowery coat. The Cui family also needs face. "
"Face? Do you have any face left for you to act like this? Are you not afraid that your ancestors will jump out of their coffins and point at your nose and scold you? "
"So, we also have no choice — —" Cui Xinnian sighed. "The situation is like this, either the Song clan dies, or my Cui clan dies. For the life of the whole clan, so what if I, Cui Xinnian, am stabbed in the back and broken? "
"The situation is like this?" Song Zhongmou said angrily. "If you and my Song clan join forces, even the throne of the Emperor is within reach — — Who can force your Cui clan? Because of that little dragon? That little dragon will soon be slaughtered. At that time, how will your Cui clan explain to the people of the world? "
"Brother Zhongmou doesn't know — —" Cui Xinnian cast a surprised glance at Song Zhongmou. He did not expect the great Song clan to be in such dire straits. The news of Song Gudu's Immortal Solution had not yet arrived.
Their Cui clan had quickly dispatched the Wild Wolf Army to surround the Song clan's mansion after receiving the news of Song Gudu's Immortal Solution. Did that person really have such extraordinary means that he could surround the mansion of the Song enterprise so that even a mosquito couldn't pass through and a drop of water couldn't get in?
"What do you not know?"
"Old immortal, he — — has Immortal Solution." Cui Xinnian said aloud.
"What?" The Song clan people exclaimed.
"How is that possible? How is that possible? "Song Tao roared." My grandfather is an immortal, how could he have Immortal Solution? You're lying, you must be lying, my grandfather can't die, no one can kill him — — "
"That's right, don't listen to this person's nonsense, there is no good person in the Cui clan — —"
"Cui Xinnian, aren't you afraid of retribution? Today, you brought people to attack my Song Residence. In the future, we will pay with blood … "
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Cui Xinnian sighed softly. "The facts are right in front of you, why are you still so stubborn? If it wasn't for Old immortal's Immortal Solution, how would my Cui clan be forced into a dead end? "
Although he had already guessed it, but when he heard Cui Xinnian personally say the news of Old immortal's death, Song Zhongmou still felt incredulous.
All along, the invincible image of Old immortal was deeply rooted in the Song clan and even in the entire Tiandu. Who could have imagined that the Old Immortal would be killed by someone?
"Is that true?"
"Brother Zhongmou, don't you have any suspicions? You probably already know the truth, but you just don't want to believe it? "
"Who is it? I don't believe it's only that little dragon — — I don't believe that little dragon has such extraordinary means — — "
"Of course it's not just that little dragon — —" Cui Xinnian said aloud.
"Who else? That useless emperor? "
"King Hui is wise and virtuous, you can't humiliate him like that."
"Hahaha — —" Song Zhongmou laughed wildly. "Cui Xinnian, I didn't think, I didn't think — — that your Cui clan would actually board that broken boat of King Hui. Do you think that your Cui clan can destroy our Song clan by joining hands with that useless emperor? Let me tell you, it's impossible. Absolutely impossible. "
"That's all I have to say, Brother Zhongmou, please behave yourself." Cui Xinnian took a few steps back, then waved his hand and shouted, "Kill."
"Kill." Song Zhongmou shouted angrily, and was the first to rush into the crowd of Wild Wolf Army with a long sword in hand.
"Kill." The Song clan members all rushed over with their swords.
Swords, burning.
Blood, boiling.
Inside Tiandu, Black Tortoise Street, once again turned into a Shura battlefield.
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At the corner of the long street, Yan Bolai looked at the bloody fight in the distance, sighed softly, and said, "We're a step too late."
"The Cui family is naturally more active in this kind of thing than us. Who told them to stand on the wrong side last time? "Yan Wuxia looked indifferent. "Looks like there won't be a fight. There's nothing for me to do here, I'm going back to cultivate."
"Wuxia — — don't you want to finish watching this show? I didn't expect a thousand-year-old clan to collapse one day — — It's not every day you see such a thing. If I go back, I will regret it for life. "
Yan Wuxia once again cast a glance at the scene of the fight, sighed softly, "The change of dynasties, the change of power, which time is not like this? It's nothing more than who is smarter, whose fist is more powerful — — what's the difference? "
Yan Bolai cast a rather surprised glance at Yan Wuxia. "It seems that you have really stepped into the Dao. With such a state of mind, why can't you step into the realm of Dragon Slayer? But, aren't you curious at all? Who was it that could kill Song Gudu? Could it be that the strength of that little dragon is already so high? "
"Besides that little dragon, who else could it be? If the state teacher of the Peacock imperial court were to personally take action, there would be a great chance — — But, didn't we get the news that the state teacher is still presiding over the meeting of the nine countries at the Peacock imperial court — — "
"The situation is extremely strange." Yan Bolai sighed softly. "If Xiangma hadn't sent us a message saying that the Gudu Immortal understood and to wait and see — — we most likely wouldn't know what happened. Tell me, where is Xiangma? Who is he working for? Does he know more than we know? "
"Of course." Yan Wuxia's brows curved into a smile. "There are so many juniors of the Yan clan, but Xiangma is my favourite — — This child's appearance exudes a sense of quick-wittedness, one look and I can tell that he will have great prospects when he grows up. It's just that in the past few years, he had no ambitions, and spent all day walking dogs and chickens. Therefore, everyone ignored him. After coming back from Jiangnan with you, his temperament has changed greatly, and he is much more diligent on the road of martial arts than before — — "
After a pause, Yan Wuxia's eyes became deep and cold. In a low voice, she said, "This time, I'm afraid that the rise of the Yan clan depends on Xiangma alone."
"You mean?"
Yan Wuxia cast a glance at the high-walled courtyard of the Song clan in the distance. "The situation has developed to this point, don't tell me you still can't see it clearly? The Song clan collapsed, the Cui clan took action — — why did the Cui clan take action? It's to make up for the mistake of standing on the wrong side last time. The old man of the Yan clan, seeing that the situation was not right, immediately abandoned his comrades and drew a line with the Song clan. This time, he personally took action against the Song clan, and even sent out his own Wild Wolf Army — — "
"No matter how much effort the Cui clan has put in this time, how much merit they have gained, it's just to find a way to survive for the Cui family. Between the Song clan and the Cui clan, one dead and one injured, who will benefit the most? "
Yan Bolai was a pure schemer, an opportunist, and was usually most keen on studying these tactics.
But this time, his elder brother, who had never been involved in the politics of the imperial court, saw it clearly.
"Wuxia, you mean — — our Yan clan is going to replace them?"
"Why not?"
Yan Bolai only felt that there was a wildfire burning in his chest. He paced back and forth in the shadows of the long street, saying, "In that case, then we — — then what should we do?"
"Listen to Xiangma, wait and see."
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