Pa!
The luxurious Red Sandalwood table was smashed into pieces with a slap, the teacups on it fell to the ground.
"Bai Qi, I want you to die a horrible death." In the main hall of the Yuan Clan, Yuan Zizhen was furious.
While he was angry, the other Yuan Clan elders in the hall were silent.
"Get out, get out, get out!" Yuan Zizhen saw the other elders of the Yuan Family were silent, and he couldn't help but get angry.
After the other Yuan Clan elders left, Yuan Zizhen couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong.
It seemed that ever since he came out of seclusion, nothing had gone smoothly.
Especially Bai Qi.
Yuan Zizhen gnashed his teeth.
Ever since he had heard of Bai Qi's name, it seemed that things had gone completely out of his control. Especially now, when so many of the Yuan family's disciples had died. This made him wonder if his initial policy of targeting Bai Qi had been correct.
No, I can't be wrong, the one who was wrong is him, it's Bai Qi!
Yuan Zizhen roared in his heart.
"Brother Yuan!" Pan An from the Azure Dragon Sect walked in.
Yuan Zizhen withdrew his thoughts and forced a smile: "Brother Pan is here!"
The servants cleaned up the mess on the floor. After the two sat down, Pan An asked: "Brother Yuan, what's the situation?"
It would have been better if he didn't mention it. Now that he mentioned it, Yuan Zizhen almost ground his teeth to pieces.
After he explained the recent situation, Pan An's brows also furrowed.
"This is what it means to be barefooted, not afraid of wearing shoes." He sighed and said: "Brother Yuan is a big family, you can take care of one side but not the other, but Bai Qi does not have such concerns."
"That's right." Yuan Zizhen's eyes were filled with hatred: "However, he is not barefooted."
Pan An said: "What do you mean?"
Yuan Zizhen snorted: "I have already sent someone to contact the Sacred Mountain's Corpse Palace, I believe that someone will come soon. I will definitely tear Bai Qi into pieces."
Pan An nodded and said: "Of course, but distant water cannot quench present thirst. Now, Brother Yuan has another problem to consider."
"What is it? Brother Pan, please speak clearly, "Yuan Zizhen said solemnly.
"Bai Qi's faction originally had two True Gods. According to the latest news, his monstrous black tree has also displayed the strength of a True God. In that case, he has the help of three True Gods. On our side, there are only the two of us …" Pan An frowned.
Yuan Zizhen hesitated for a moment and subconsciously looked out of the window. Then, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother Pan, you and I have not known each other for many years. Now, I will not hide it from you."
Pan An looked at Yuan Zizhen strangely.
"Right now, there is an expert overseeing our Yuan family. Thus, I am not afraid of that Bai Qi," said Yuan Zizhen in a low voice. His voice had become respectful.
"Master?" Pan An was stunned and asked, "Which brother is it? Is he also a True God?"
Yuan Zizhen nodded and then shook his head. Then, he said mysteriously, "This master, he …"
"How is it?" Pan An was even more puzzled.
Yuan Zizhen no longer kept him in suspense and said directly, "His surname is He."
"Surnamed He?" Yuan Zizhen was deep in thought. He really could not think of a True God expert in the Northwest with the surname He.
Just as he was about to ask again, he suddenly saw the respectful expression on Yuan Zizhen's face. A thought flashed through his mind. He quivered and said with a trembling voice, "His surname is He, he is from the He … family?"
Yuan Zizhen nodded.
Pan An sucked in a breath of cold air, unable to say a word.
At the same time, outside the Yuan family's right side city, Yuan Chong, who was wearing a red auspicious robe, looked at the corpses of his clansmen with a pale face.
There were not many people left in the Yuan family's right side city. As the city lord of this city, he wanted to escape, but he could not take the first step.
Screams came one after another. Fresh lives were torn apart. Yuan Chong felt like he was dreaming.
After a while, he gave up on the idea of escaping as he hugged his lover who was also wearing a auspicious robe. His face was pale and he smiled bitterly.
Today was his day of joy, but it was also a day of sorrow for this city.
"Your Highness, I only want to ask a question." He smiled bitterly. Facing death, he seemed to have given up on resisting.
"Ask!" Yang Xuan said coldly.
"After killing so many people, do you have nightmares at night?" Yuan Chong asked.
The black branch extended towards Yuan Chong and gently pierced his chest.
It was not very painful. Yuan Chong could dodge, but he did not. He seemed to be waiting for the answer.
"I won't!" Yang Xuan said coldly, "Because everyone will die. I just brought this result forward."
Yuan Chong grinned and slowly closed his eyes.
"You really are a madman, a crazy madman!" Yuan Chong left behind his last words and fell into eternal darkness.
"You are not the first person to call me a madman. Of course, you will not be the last." The branch shook and Yang Xuan threw Yuan Chong's corpse out.
The sound of killing shook the sky. The remaining hundreds of Yuan family disciples gathered together and rushed towards Yang Xuan with all their strength.
"Bai Qi, we will fight you to the death!" Angry roars broke through the clouds.
This was an unyielding roar. This was the flame of hatred. This was a will to break through the darkness.
But it was useless.
When the locust tree covered the sky with its black leaves, the world fell into darkness.
A darkness filled with blood and death.
The thick smell of blood wantonly wafted, accompanied by a final despair.
"Bai Qi, your ending is destined to be the same as ours. I will wait for you, I will wait for you …"
A voice filled with despair and hatred spread through the blood and into Yang Xuan's ears.
"You can wait, but what you wait for may be something even more terrifying than death," he said coldly. No one knew who he was talking to.
On this day, the 11th of April, there were no weddings, burials, or travel.
On this day, Yang Xuan broke through the right side of the Yuan family's city and killed less than ten thousand people.
The commoners in the city escaped first, and Yang Xuan did not chase after them. A portion of the Yuan family disciples escaped to the Yuan family's main branch.
All of this happened under the witness of the martial artists from various factions who heard the news.
"Bai Qi, what are you doing?" Yi Changjue smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Behind him, one of Lingxiao's Three Swords, Jiang Jianggui, was pale. He muttered, "How can he be so strong? How can he be so strong? "
Yi Changjue looked at him. "What do you see?"
"That tree is too strong." Jiang Jianggui's face turned even paler. "How can there be such a strange and powerful thing in this world?"
"The main sect has sent a True God over." Yi Changjue took a deep breath and looked at Yang Xuan in the distance with an inexplicable gaze.
"Are we really going to participate in this?" Jiang Jianggui's face was still pale as he asked.
"Yes!" Yi Changjue's tone was uncertain.
"But brother, the Yuan family has nothing to do with us." Jiang Jianggui was confused.
"It's the vice sect master's idea!" Yi Changjue said helplessly.
Jiang Jianggui sighed and did not say anything else.
Like Jiang Jianggui, most of the onlookers were pale and fearful.
True Gods were hard to find, and True Gods were even rarer in the world. However, they had only seen one today. No, it was a tree.
The shock that the black tree brought to them would be forever engraved in their hearts.
Among the crowd, the Blood Corpse Patriarch, who was hidden in the darkness, had a complicated expression.
He did not expect that Yang Xuan would have such a powerful helper after not seeing him for a few days. Even he was not confident that he could defeat that strange tree.
"You've finally made a name for yourself. However, what awaits you is still death." His expression was cold as he gradually disappeared.
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