When he left the Yang Clan, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
He didn't go far. After turning a corner, he stopped. In front of him stood a person in a black robe.
"Grandmaster Yang, please wait." The black-clothed person's voice was hoarse, as if it had some kind of magic.
Yang Xuan's heart was slightly moved. He suddenly said to the black-clothed person: "Three Flower Line? Who are you? "
In Yang Xuan's perception, this person's body had three different kinds of energy revolving around each other, condensing into a flower. He was undoubtedly a Three Flower Line expert.
"Grandmaster Yang has good eyesight." The person slowly raised his head, revealing his face. He was about sixty years old, but it was an unfamiliar face.
"Cold Mountain School's Elder Zhang Qi greets Brother Yang." The person cupped his fists towards Yang Xuan and slowly said.
Yang Xuan's heart was slightly shocked. Cold Mountain School?
After a while, Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and slowly said: "So it's Brother Zhang. I don't know what Brother Zhang has come to Yan. What advice do you have?"
Zhang Qi's old face revealed a smile: "Brother Yang already knows the answer. Brother Yang killed my Cold Mountain School's Guest Elder Sun Chongming, then killed my Cold Mountain School's Elder Gan Tingjun. Why do you think I'm here?"
Yang Xuan was not surprised that Zhang Qi had said that he was the one who killed Sun Chongming. After all, countless people had been secretly observing the battle between him and Sun Chongming. A simple inquiry would reveal that he was the culprit.
However, what surprised him was that Gan Tingjun was also a member of the Cold Mountain School. This was really too unexpected.
"Presumably, you killed the Empress? Yan Shixin also received your support, which is why he dared to go against my will. "Yang Xuan suddenly asked.
"No, no!" Zhang Qi shook his head: "Yan Shixin did receive my Cold Mountain School's support, but the Empress was not killed by my Cold Mountain School's people. He killed her himself."
Yang Xuan was slightly startled. He thought that the Empress had been killed by someone from the Cold Mountain Sect and framed Yan Feiwen, but he never thought that it was actually Yan Shixin who did it himself.
"Why does the Cold Mountain Sect support Yan Shixin?" Yang Xuan asked.
Zhang Qi smiled and said, "Brother Yang is here to call the wind and summon the rain, stirring the Yan people into turmoil. My Cold Mountain Sect naturally has to set things right. As for Brother Yang..."
He paused and took two steps forward before continuing, "Do you know whose disciple Gan Tingjun is?"
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly.
"Gan Tingjun is the last disciple of our Cold Mountain Sect's Venerable Liu." Zhang Qi said word by word, "Brother Yang killed Sir Venerable One's disciple. Does he still think that he's lucky?"
He originally thought that Yang Xuan would be shocked when he heard the name of the Venerable One, but Yang Xuan's face was still expressionless, which made him a little surprised.
"I wonder how the Cold Mountain Sect will deal with me?" Yang Xuan asked.
"I've been in Yan people for several days. Do you know why I haven't done anything to the Yang family?" Zhang Qi asked with a smile.
"Why?"
"I'm afraid that once you hear the news, you won't be able to return." Zhang Qi said, "Although a single One-Line Sky is nothing to my Cold Mountain Sect, it's still a hidden danger."
Zhang Qi had a smile on his face, but his tone was incomparably cold.
"You mean, you want me..." Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous light.
"That's right, of course I want to uproot your Yang family, not leaving even a chicken or dog." Zhang Qi sneered, "As for you, I'll cripple your cultivation and take you back to the Cold Mountain Sect to await your punishment."
"And if I don't go?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said slowly.
Zhang Qi smiled, "Then it's not up to Brother Yang to decide."
As soon as his voice fell, four people appeared behind him. Yang Xuan slightly sensed that they were all Xiantian masters.
"Leave this to me. The four of you quickly go to the Yang family and uproot the Yang family." Zhang Qi said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" The four men responded in a deep voice.
"No need, you all stay here." Yang Xuan sneered, and his killing intent began to spread.
Since the Cold Mountain Sect wanted to destroy his Yang family, then don't blame Yang Xuan for killing people.
"With just you?" Zhang Qi smiled proudly, "A Twin Flowers One-Line Sky?"
At the same time he sneered, he waved his hand and motioned his four men to carry out the order.
However, his four subordinates were still standing where they were, not moving at all.
"What's going on?" Zhang Qi turned his head in dissatisfaction, and the next moment, his face showed a look of disbelief.
The four Xiantian masters who were standing behind him turned into four ice sculptures at the moment, and there was no breath of life.
"What?" Zhang Qi was shocked. He was so close, but he didn't even notice when Yang Xuan made his move.
At this moment, he had a very bad feeling in his heart. Even if it was him, it would be impossible for him to kill four Xiantian Realm masters in an instant without making a sound.
"You … how did you do it?" Zhang Qi's face was filled with shock, and he looked at Yang Xuan in a different light.
But Yang Xuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him.
"Overturning the Sky." Yang Xuan roared and waved his hand to catch him.
Overturning the Sky was the spell he comprehended from the Profound Earth. With the huge amount of Earth Spirit Qi arranged according to the Profound Earth array, it turned into a huge palm and pressed down.
This grab covered the sky and the sun, like a huge mountain that appeared from the void, instantly covering Zhang Qi's entire field of vision.
A dull look appeared on Zhang Qi's face.
Based on Yang Xuan's move, he already knew that the information was wrong. Yang Xuan was not a master in One-Line Heaven, but most likely a Venerable.
Under such a huge force of heaven and earth, any martial arts move would lose its effect.
But in any case, he would not sit still and wait for death.
"Cold Mountain Sword!" Zhang Qi roared at the top of his lungs.
With his roar, a bright sword light suddenly slashed from the bottom to the top toward Yang Xuan.
This sword light, with a huge chill that seemed to freeze the world, and like a cold wind blowing from a ten-thousand-year-old ice field, pierced toward Yang Xuan's palm with a huge whistling sound.
A sneer appeared on Yang Xuan's face, and his palm did not change, continuing to grab Zhang Qi.
The sword and palm collided, and Zhang Qi's face changed dramatically. The long sword in his hand was broken, and Yang Xuan's hand fell on his neck.
"A … A Venerable?" Great fear appeared in Zhang Qi's eyes, and he felt a chill go straight to the top of his head, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant.
He would never have thought that Yang Xuan was not a Two-Flower One-Line Heaven cultivator, but a Venerable.
At this moment, the regret in his heart was like a surging river, quickly drowning him.
If …
There were no ifs. Yang Xuan's spiritual Qi had rushed into his body, instantly destroying all of his meridians.
"Come with me." Yang Xuan sneered. He carried Zhang Qi with one hand and rose from the ground.
Behind him, the four ice sculptures let out cracking sounds and shattered into pieces.
In the imperial palace's main hall, the civil and military officials looked at each other, not understanding what Yan Shixin meant.
Yan Shixin looked at his seventh son, who was standing in the main hall, with a complicated look in his eyes.
It was not that he acted rashly, and it was not that he wanted to be a fence-sitter.
'Who told the person behind you to offend such a huge force?'
When he thought of how terrifying that force was, he felt a chill all over his body.
Yang Xuan was doomed. No one could escape unscathed from such a huge force.
Even the Yang Family was destined to vanish into thin air.
'I did this for Yan. I did not do anything wrong. For Yan, anyone can be sacrificed.'
Yan Shixin's eyes were filled with determination.
"My Seventh Prince, you are really my good son." Yan Shixin sneered. At this moment, he had made up his mind to kill Yan Feiwen. "You committed such a heinous crime, and you still dare to say that you are not guilty?"
Yan Feiwen turned his head to look outside the main hall, and his heart sank. He knew that in the next moment, his father would announce that groundless crime.
Once Yan Shixin spoke of this crime, even if Yang Xuan returned and was able to turn the tide, he would not be able to continue sitting on the throne.
Not to mention the civil and military officials, just the spittle of the commoners would be enough to drown him. He would not be able to explain himself, and that would only make things worse.
Yan Shixin looked at Yan Feiwen and wiped away the last trace of hesitation in his heart. He said coldly, "Yan Feiwen, you killed …"
Bang!
Just as he was about to announce Yan Feiwen's crime, someone suddenly flew in from outside the main hall and fell heavily to the ground.
Yan Shixin was stunned. He looked over, and then a huge look of fear appeared on his face.
"Master … Master Zhang?" he exclaimed.
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