Ye Wushuang's eyes glinted coldly.
Sang Beiyuan was too arrogant. He actually wanted him to kowtow a thousand times and even wanted to chop off his head.
"Brother Wushuang, it seems like you can't hide your identity any longer. Please start your performance."
Qin Yang transmitted his voice.
Ye Wushuang glanced at Bei Yao. He didn't want to reveal his identity, so Ye Wushuang's guards weren't here.
"Brother Qin, can you handle them? If I reveal my identity, I'm afraid Bei Yao will object even more."
Ye Wushuang transmitted his voice. He was very concerned about Bei Yao. Ye Wushuang was nervous. He was afraid that his actions would cause Bei Yao to dislike him even more.
"What are you looking at?"
"Bei Yao will be my woman in the future. How dare you have designs on my woman!"
Qin Beiyuan's expression was ruthless.
The surrounding people left one after another. If a fight broke out in such a situation, it would be easy for them to be implicated.
Of course, there were some bold ones who didn't leave.
"Everyone, don't stay here and watch. Leave quickly!"
The Emperor of the Dead said in a low voice. Qin Beiyuan would probably be very ruthless when dealing with Ye Wushuang. As the Young Sect Master of the Ten Direction Divine Sect, he could be very ruthless in secret. However, he still had to restrain himself on the surface. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for him.
The remaining experts who had stayed to watch the show left one after another.
Many members of the Bei Clan also left. Only Bei Yao, Bei Yuanxin, and a few other core members of the Bei Clan remained. Except for Bei Yao, Bei Yuanxin and the others all had serious expressions.
"Set up the Fog World!"
The Emperor of the Dead said indifferently. The experts of the Ten Direction Divine Sect immediately took action. A faint fog shrouded the area. The experts who were dozens of kilometers away couldn't see anything.
"Qin Yang, weren't you very arrogant before? Now, you dare to be arrogant in front of me again."
"Isn't he your friend? I'm going to kill him. How are you going to protect him? Hahahaha! "
Sang Beiyuan laughed maniacally. He was incomparably elated, and the gloominess from before had mostly dissipated. After killing Ye Wushuang and teaching Qin Yang and the others a lesson, he would then take away their treasures and Bei Yao. His mood would be even better.
"Brother Wushuang, there are no more outsiders. Where are your men? Quickly ask them to come. Sang Beiyuan's arrogant manner is infuriating."
Qin Yang transmitted his voice.
"I'll be right there."
Ye Wushuang transmitted a message. Although his subordinates came over at this time, Bei Yuanxin and the others still knew his identity. However, only a few people in the Bei Clan knew about it, so it was not bad.
"Qin Yang, you have a powerful alchemist behind you. Tell me who he is. The Old Man may know him. If he is an acquaintance, then we don't need to make things too unpleasant. If he is not an acquaintance, then we won't be polite."
The Emperor of the Dead said indifferently.
Sang Beiyuan said coldly, "Qin Yang, you'd better tell me who's behind you. Otherwise, this Young Master might think that you're just bluffing and don't have the support of such an expert. If that's the case, this Young Master might just kill you!"
Qin Yang's expression was calm.
Sang Beiyuan and the other experts were filled with killing intent.
"Not talking? I will teach your friend a lesson first! Everyone, listen up. If Qin Yang and the others make a move, kill them without mercy! "
Sang Beiyuan gave the order. They had 11 Dharma Physique experts and dozens of Dharma Nascent Soul experts. Qin Yang's subordinates, including Lei Xinghe, only had 10 Dharma Physique experts. The strongest was only at the sixth level of the Dharma Physique Realm. If they were to fight, they would definitely lose.
Sang Beiyuan's subordinates had a ninth level Dharma Physique, an eighth level Dharma Physique, and a seventh level Dharma Physique expert!
"Kid, are you regretting it?"
"You dare to ask Qin Yang to cause trouble for the woman that I have my eyes on? You are courting death!"
Sang Beiyuan walked step by step toward Ye Wushuang with a sinister smile.
Ye Wushuang said indifferently, "Sang Beiyuan, you should keep a low profile. Otherwise, you might get into big trouble!"
"Hahahaha!"
Sang Beiyuan laughed maniacally. "Big trouble for me to deal with you? Who do you think you are? Even if you have an eighth-grade force behind you, I will skin you alive today! Do you think that you have the right to fight me just because you have a friend like Qin Yang? How naive! "
Ye Wushuang said indifferently, "My subordinates will be here soon. If you want to kill me, talk to them and see if they have any objections!"
"Your subordinates? If one comes, I will kill one. If two come, I will kill both! "
Sang Beiyuan sneered.
"Is that so?"
At that moment, a cold voice sounded. A purple-robed elder appeared with four silver-robed middle-aged men behind him.
"Come, come, come. Kill for the Old Man to see!"
The purple-robed elder said in an incomparably domineering manner. As he spoke, lightning dragons that were more than ten meters long appeared in the surrounding space. These lightning dragons contained extremely powerful energy within their bodies. There were dozens of them in total, and the ground was suppressed by the powerful energy emitted from their bodies!
"Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord."
An expert beside the Emperor of the Underworld exclaimed in shock.
The Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord was a ninth-grade expert from the Myriad Emperors Palace. His status and position were extremely high.
The Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord's martial soul was the Thunder Dragon. The cultivation technique he cultivated was also related to this aspect. This made his attacks extremely powerful.
Ordinary ninth-grade experts were no match for the Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord.
"You recognize the Old Man. Not bad!"
"The Old Man shall bestow death upon you!"
The purple-robed elder said domineeringly. As he spoke, more than ten lightning dragons rushed toward the expert who spoke. He was at the seventh level of the Dharma Physique realm.
There was no time to dodge. The lightning dragons drilled into the expert's body. He had powerful defensive treasures on him, but the defensive treasures weren't very effective. They couldn't block the lightning dragons at all.
"Save —"
The expert at the seventh level of the Dharma Physique realm cried out in despair. He only managed to say one word before his entire body turned into nothingness amidst the flickering lightning.
A Dharma Physique expert's body was very strong. Compared to ordinary cultivators, it could be considered as indestructible. However, the lightning dragons' attacks were too terrifying. With the strength of this expert's body, it was impossible for him to block such powerful lightning energy.
"Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord, aren't you going overboard?"
The Emperor of the Underworld said with an ugly expression. He was a powerful eighth-grade alchemist. How could he match up to a ninth-grade expert?
"Overboard?"
The Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord snorted coldly. The five of them arrived in front of Ye Wushuang.
"Saint!"
The five of them bowed in unison.
Ye Wushuang was the Saint of the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace. Even the Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord had to show respect to him. In the future, Ye Wushuang might very well become the Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace.
"Saint!"
The Emperor of the Underworld and the others sucked in a breath of cold air. The Thunder Dragon Emperor Lord was from the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace. Then, wasn't the person that Sang Beiyuan wanted to kill the Saint of the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace, Ye Wushuang?
This matter was serious.
"No need for formalities."
Ye Wushuang reverted to his original appearance. He waved his hand with a cold expression.
"Fortunately, you all rushed over. Otherwise, I would have been forced to kneel by Young Master Sang of the Ten Direction Divine Sect, cut into pieces, and then beheaded."
Sang Beiyuan and the others felt their hair stand on end.
Bei Yuanxin looked at Ye Wushuang in disbelief. He was an eighth grade expert and an expert from the Bei Clan. He knew what Ye Wushuang looked like. The person in front of him was indeed the Saint of the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace, Ye Wushuang. He actually wanted to marry Bei Yao!
Bei Yuanxin's confidence was thumping. If Bei Yao really married Ye Wushuang, their bloodline's status would definitely rise greatly. The strength of the entire Bei Clan would also increase.
It wasn't that no one from the Bei Clan had married an expert from the Ten Thousand Emperors Palace. However, marrying an ordinary expert was very different from marrying Ye Wushuang.
"Young … Young Master Wushuang, I didn't know your identity. I …"
Sang Beiyuan said with a pale face.
"Slap!"
Ye Wushuang took two steps forward and slapped him. Sang Beiyuan didn't dare to block and was sent flying by Ye Wushuang's slap.
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