Viscount Yang Wu, this title was already a thing of the past, yet there was still someone who called Yang Wu that. They were probably old friends.
A year and a half ago, before Yang Wu was sent to the border, he was a hereditary Viscount. Now, he was already a King.
Even the Death Legion felt pressured by the sudden visit of the Yang Clan's people. No one dared to act rashly.
Their group was riding on ferocious spirit demons. Every spirit demon had a monstrous demonic aura. Even the weakest of them was at the Demon King level. There were even Heavenly Demons among them. It was obvious that they had a powerful background.
The woman who had just spoken could only be considered average, but she was dressed very well. She wore a purple robe, a purple crown on her head, a sapphire belt, and a pair of purple cloud boots. She carried a purple sword on her back and rode on a lightning cat. Her noble aura was very strong, but upon closer inspection, her natural temperament was very ordinary. It could not be compared to her clothes.
Beside her was a young man who was a few years older than her. He was only wearing a thin martial attire, but he had a golden dragon bracer on his arm and a golden lion belt on his waist that was quite dazzling. Under the sunlight, it shone with a golden light, domineering and threatening.
This young man was riding on a golden lion. His eyes were raised high, and he was very arrogant.
Behind them were eighteen people. Each one of them had a monstrous battle aura. They were like generals who had just come from an ancient battlefield. The thick evil aura was very shocking.
Ever since they came in from outside the city, no one dared to stop this group of people. Even the guards did not have that kind of courage.
In the King City, there really was no faction that could have this kind of formation. This kind of faction was definitely not something that anyone could provoke.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for my King? "Zheng Xiao Hu walked out and asked the people in front of him.
After the leading girl saw Zheng Xiao Hu, she opened her mouth again and said, "Who is your King? Could it be that Yang Zhennan was promoted to King? That's not very possible. "
Zheng Xiao Hu raised his eyes and said: "The Yang Wu you speak of is my family's prince."
"Haha, is there something wrong with your Grand Xia Emperor's brain? Why did he bestow Yang Wu the title of Prince? Could it be that that guy got lucky?" The young girl sneered with incomparable contempt.
"Junior Sister Ziqi, there's no need to waste words with them. Let's just barge in and explain everything clearly. After that, we'll leave." The young man beside the young girl said.
"Senior Brother Tan, don't worry. I haven't returned to this city for two years. I need to have a good chat with them." The girl called Zi Qi replied. Then she said to Zheng Xiaohu in a commanding tone, "Quickly tell Yang Wu and Yang Zhennan to come out and welcome me. Tell them that an old friend of the Zi family has come to visit."
Zheng Xiaohu was very displeased with this young girl's arrogant attitude. However, when he thought about how the other party should be familiar with their King, and how the other party's background was not small, it was better to go back and report.
The only one who could make decisions in the Yang Manor was Su Roumei. Yang Zhennan was busy dealing with the matters of the Medicine King's Pavilion, and Yang Wu had just entered the palace. After Su Roumei heard Zheng Xiaohu's report, she said to herself: "An old friend of the Zi family, could it be that the Zi girl's family has returned?"
"Invite them in." Su Roumei ordered Zheng Xiaohu. She did not personally go out to welcome them. This was the dignity of nobility. Other than the Emperor, no one was worthy of their dignity. This was the rule.
"Yes, Madam." Zheng Xiaohu replied. He once again went outside the door and said to Zi Qi and the others: "You can come in now."
"What do you mean?" Zi Qi shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Our Madam invites you in." Zheng Xiaohu repeated once again.
"It seems like you didn't understand what I just said. I asked everyone in the Yang Manor to come out and welcome us, not for you to invite us in." Zi Qi emphasized.
The young man beside Zi Qi said: "Junior Sister Zi Qi, they don't even put us in their eyes. I think we should just barge in."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rode his Diamond Lion and charged towards Zheng Xiaohu.
Zheng Xiaohu had already broken through the Earth Sea Realm and became a King. His reaction speed was naturally great, but in front of this young man, he did not even have the chance to react. He was hit by the other party's Diamond Lion.
Pu!
This Diamond Lion's realm was clearly above Zheng Xiaohu's, causing him to spit out blood and fly away.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" The Death Legion members immediately cried out in alarm.
"What are you shouting for!" The young man said disdainfully. He casually waved his hand and a force struck the guard who had just opened his mouth, sending him flying.
At the same time, the young man rode his Diamond Lion to the front of the Yang Manor's gate. The guards who had surrounded them were all shaken by the Diamond Lion's roar. They all fell to the ground and cried out in pain.
Lion's roar was the demon lion's unique offensive ability.
"Who dares to barge into the Yang Manor? Do you want to die?" Du Guang Buddha's voice rang out in alarm.
Other than Du Guang Buddha, Xue Ji, Zhou Yong, and the others also rushed out. They were the main defense of the Yang Manor.
"Oh, I didn't expect a small mortal family to have a King level guard. Interesting." The young man was surprised.
"Senior Brother Tan, take it easy. Don't actually kill them. Otherwise, if the Saintess finds out, we'll all be in trouble." Zi Qi reminded the young man.
The young man was called Tan Mo Fan. He replied: "Don't worry, I'm just teaching them a lesson. I'm letting them know who they can and can't mess with."
At this moment, Du Guang Buddha raised his staff and yelled at Tan Mo Fan: "Get out of the Yang Manor immediately."
Du Guang Buddha's response was a chain-like Gold Xuan Qi attack. The force was very fast. Du Guang Buddha could not block it and was sent flying.
Ding!
Xue Ji flicked her embroidery needle at Tan Mo Fan's vitals without hesitation.
Xue Ji's best skill was her embroidery needle art. She had already perfected it. The needle was extremely tiny. Even a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than Xue Ji would not be able to detect it.
Just as Xue Ji thought she had succeeded, Tan Mo Fan waved his hand and caught the needle between his fingers. He said coldly, "Not a bad hidden weapon. Here, take it back."
Tan Mo Fan tossed the needle back. Xue Ji was unable to react in time, just like Du Guang Buddha. She clutched her face and cried out in pain, "AH!"
Zhou Yong lunged at Tan Mo Fan. His sword was like a gust of wind and lightning. He stabbed thirteen times in an instant. The attack was fairly powerful.
Tan Mo Fan's eyesight was outstanding. He saw Zhou Yong's attack clearly. He swung his golden dragon bracers and unleashed a dragon shadow Xuan Qi. It instantly shattered Zhou Yong's attack. Zhou Yong's chest was hit by the dragon shadow Xuan Qi. His body slammed into the door, leaving a large patch of red on his chest.
Zhou Yong was the one with the worst injuries among them. Now, he was already breathing out more than he was inhaling.
"Let's see who else dares to come forward." Tan Mo Fan thought he could intimidate the people of the Yang Clan. To his surprise, it only led to a greater backlash. Someone exclaimed, "This man has injured our commander. Let's attack him together!"
Almost a hundred people of the Army of Death surrounded Tan Mo Fan. They were not as strong as their commander, but they had the advantage in numbers. Each of them attacked Tan Mo Fan. They were determined to force him out of Prince Yang's Mansion.
"You're asking for it!" Tan Mo Fan was infuriated. He did not expect a small faction of the mortal world would dare to attack him. He let out a furious roar and charged into Prince Yang's Mansion.
Roar!
The Diamond Lion roared again. The powerful sound wave knocked down a large number of people of the Army of Death.
The people of the Army of Death could not pose a threat to Tan Mo Fan. He landed in the courtyard easily.
"Senior Brother Tan is too rude," Zi Qi said with a smile. She did not look like she was blaming him at all. Instead, she looked proud. She then said to the people behind her, "Let's go in together."
Just as they were about to enter the Yang Clan, there was a sudden surge of energy in the Yang Clan. It instantly covered the courtyard of the Yang Clan, isolating them from the outside world.
"Zi Qi, don't rush in," an old man behind Zi Qi called out.
"Deacon He, why are you doing this?" Zi Qi turned around and asked the old man.
"There is something strange about this courtyard," the old man called He Zhen said. He paused for a moment and said, "Let me go and take a look."
He Zhen was a spirited old man. He was the only one who didn't have a mount. He nimbly took a step forward and soared into the air above the Yang Mansion. He felt the power of the Yang Mansion and frowned. Then, he stretched out a hand and grabbed at the power in front of the Yang Mansion.
He Zhen's strength was extraordinary. The power in his hand contained an earth-shattering power. He tried to see if he could tear the power apart.
Bang!
Just as the power in his hand came into contact with the power of the Yang Clan, there was a strong rebound force that attacked him.
He Zhen raised his eyebrows. He shifted his body and dodged the rebound force. He said to himself, "The power of this formation is quite impressive. Could it be that the Yang Clan has some kind of background?"
After all, He Zhen came from a Transcendent faction. His strength was definitely at the top of the mortal world. He was even invincible. He would not be frightened by the power in front of him.
"Break!" He Zhen yelled. He used sixty percent of his strength to hit the Yang Clan's formation.
Bang!
Another shocking explosion rang out. The array formation did not break, and there was a rebounding force that blasted towards He Zhen.
After dodging it, He Zhen was a little annoyed. He instantly activated the Xuan Qi of heaven and earth in a one mile radius. He used seventy percent of his strength to hit the Yang Clan. His palm was like the sky was falling down. The power was terrifying. He was determined to destroy the Yang Clan's formation.
"I don't believe a mere formation of the mortal world can stop me," He Zhen yelled out in shock. He was about to hit the formation with his palm.
At this moment, the power of the Yang clan's formation shook, and a figure was suddenly tossed out in He Zhen's direction.
After He Zhen saw the person's face, he quickly dispersed the power and exclaimed, "Mo Fan!"
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