Before the saber light landed, the head had already flown away.
Everyone unleashed their strongest senses, but they still couldn't pinpoint the killer.
Xing Ranqi went berserk.
"Yang Family, you've gone too far. If you don't hand over the killer today, don't blame me for inviting the Saint Ancestor!" Xing Ranqi shouted at Yang Jinghai and the Saint Elders of Yang Family.
The representative of Li Family said in a deep voice, "Yang Jinghai, is this your trick? You've really disappointed us! "
The Qin Clan representative sneered and said, "The Yang Clan used to be open and aboveboard, but now they've fallen to such a state.
Xing Ranqi cupped his fists at the two families and said, "Thank you for witnessing this. We'll remember this forever."
"Blind old dog, your skills are not as good as others, yet you dare to be presumptuous in front of our Yang family's elders. Take this!" Yang Wu, who was in the arena, shouted and controlled the Ice Blade Wings to attack Xing Ranqi.
Yang Wu was already pissed off when he saw the Xing Family provoking the Yang Family. When he stepped on the stage, he decided to make an example out of them.
However, no one on the scene could see through his innate ability. In order to prove that he was the killer, he could only attack Xing Ranqi.
Xing Ranqi was a peak Minor Saint. His sensing ability was extraordinary. When Yang Wu's Ice Bladed Wings rushed towards him, he finally sensed an icy cold intent slashing towards his head. Without any hesitation, a layer of dragon scales appeared and wrapped around him tightly. Then, he sent out a palm strike towards the direction where the Ice Bladed Wings came from.
* Bang! *
Xing Ranqi's power was extremely domineering. Yang Wu controlled the Ice Blade Wings to change direction rapidly, not daring to come into contact with his power.
At the same time, the higher ups of Yang Family released their Qi and locked onto Xing Ranqi.
There was a Saint who jumped onto the stage and blocked Yang Wu's path. He then shouted at Xing Ranqi, "If you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"
"Good, very good. The Saint of Yang Family has finally shown himself." Xing Ranqi said with a hint of madness in his eyes.
"Old dog, you still don't understand. The person who killed your Xing Clan was me, not our Sacred Elder," Yang Wu said calmly.
"Little bastard, you're bullshitting!" Xing Ranqi cursed.
"Again!" Yang Wu attacked again. This time, a cold light appeared on his Ice Blade Wings. He was no longer completely invisible. His target was Xing Ranqi.
Without waiting for Xing Ran to counterattack, Yang Wu quickly retracted his Ice Blade Wings and said indifferently, "Old dog, did you see clearly this time?"
Now, everyone could see clearly that the attack just now was triggered by Yang Wu and not the power of a Saint. The two sky-prides from the Xing Clan had indeed died at the hands of Yang Wu.
"Xing Ranqi, stop being so unreasonable. Otherwise, the entire Yang Clan will not agree!" Yang Jinghai scolded. Then, he turned to the representatives of the other three Fighting Clans and said, "I believe everyone has seen it clearly. The Xing Clan's people were not as skilled as the others. It wasn't our clan's Sage Elder who did it."
The Li Clan and the Qin Clan did not say anything. It could be said that they agreed with Yang Jinghai's words. However, they clearly did not want to accept this result.
At this moment, Wang Yuyang slowly opened his mouth and said, "It was indeed Yang Wu who killed the two children of the Xing Clan during the competition."
In that instant, everyone's attention was attracted to Wang Yuyang.
Mount Heng Sect's Wang Yuyang.
This was someone who was once on the Heavenly Dragon Leaderboard as well as Yang Jinghai.
Today, he didn't sit in the VIP seats. Instead, he sat behind a young woman, looking as if the woman was his superior.
When he opened his mouth, no one could ignore him. His words represented the will of the Mount Heng Sect.
At this moment, the Sun Clan's representative said faintly, "That's right. I can also prove this point." Then, he looked at Yang Wu and said with a smile, "Little brother, you have great skills and talent!"
Yang Wu cupped his hands towards the Sun Clan's representative and said, "You flatter me!"
With these two important figures speaking up for him, it basically confirmed that Yang Wu was the one who killed the Xing Clan's prodigy, and not the Yang Clan's Sage Elder.
Xing Ranqi was extremely sullen. He glared at Yang Wu angrily, wanting to tear Yang Wu to shreds on the spot.
"The competition is over. Xing Ranqi, immediately fulfill your promise and take out the ten saint pills." Yang Jinghai looked at Xing Ranqi and said.
Xing Ranqi frowned and threw a jade bottle at Yang Jinghai unwillingly. He then said, "Today, the Xing Clan's juniors lost. However, you were too cruel to kill them. You have to give us justice."
"What justice do you want? Fists and legs have no eyes. Who would want that? Plus, the Xing Clan's disciple said that he could only blame himself for being weak if he was killed. "Yang Jinghai replied.
"You can explain this to our Xing Clan's Patriarch." Xing Ranqi said and summoned a puppet.
It was a human-shaped puppet with soul energy attached to its forehead. It was the Xing Clan's Patriarch's Soul Intent.
Everyone in the Yang Clan was on high alert, including the Saints.
They did not expect the Xing Clan to bring a puppet with Patriarch's Soul Intent.
"Xing Clan, what do you want?" A Yang Clan's Saint shouted.
"Do you really want to challenge our Yang Clan's bottom line?" Another Saint shouted.
This was the Yang Clan's territory. The appearance of a puppet controlled by Patriarch's Soul Intent was the biggest provocation to them.
"Children of the Yang Clan, don't be so agitated. I'm only here to see Gong Silan." The Xing Clan's Patriarch said faintly. At the same time, he released his Soul Intent, causing everyone present to feel suffocated. It was as if a high and mighty king had descended, forcing them to kneel down.
This was definitely a slap in the face.
Everyone in the Yang Clan felt extremely aggrieved. They wanted nothing more than to destroy the puppet.
The Saints of the Yang Clan made their move. They could not tolerate the other party's arrogance. Several streaks of Saint Power turned into streaks of light that blasted towards the puppet. Unfortunately, before they could land on the puppet, a gentle breeze of energy brushed past and shook the Saint Power into nothingness. The few Saints who had made their move were shaken to the point where they spat out blood and their auras withered.
"Today, the Yang Clan's new Clan Leader is ascending to the throne. I, Xing Chang, am here to present a gift. Gong Silan, are you not going to come out and welcome the guest?" The Xing Clan's Patriarch said faintly.
What awaited the Xing Clan's Patriarch was not Gong Silan's reply. Instead, it was a dragon that came with the wind. It opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the Xing Clan's Patriarch.
This dragon was extremely huge. It was as if it had torn the sky apart. In an instant, it landed in front of the Xing Clan's Patriarch. The Xing Clan's Patriarch was shocked. He quickly formed a palm to block the dragon.
Bang!
A terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions. Everyone had nowhere to hide. If they were hit by this shockwave, they would die without a doubt.
Fortunately, an invisible force had descended upon them, protecting them and preventing any harm from befalling them.
The puppet that was attached to the Xing Clan's Patriarch was blasted back.
A loud voice rang out, "Old dog of the Xing Clan, how dare you behave so atrociously in my Yang Clan!"
A stalwart figure holding a war spear appeared in the air. On his back was the Black Tortoise. He stood on a mystical dragon. His body rippled with blue light, making it difficult for people to look at him directly.
The Xing Clan's Patriarch looked up at the newcomer and said in shock, "Yang Taihe, I didn't expect you to be so tough."
The newcomer was the Yang Clan's Yang Taihe. He had been completely revived. Even if his battle strength had not fully recovered, with the Yang Clan's ancestral treasure, the Anti-Dragon Spear, he had the power to challenge the Jade Moon Realm.
"Yang Taihe, he … he really didn't die. How is that possible?" The Li Clan's representative cried out.
The Qin Clan's representative was at a loss, "Who is he in the Yang Clan? Why don't I have any impression of him?"
The Sun Clan's people were also shocked. They did not know that the Yang Clan had such a person.
The Yang Clan's subordinate forces were all frightened. The thoughts of betrayal that had just appeared quickly disappeared.
"Of course. The Xing Clan has yet to collect the debt you owe me. How can I die just like that?" Yang Taihe said very calmly.
After five thousand years of suffering, he had been reborn. He had seen through it all.
He still remembered the grudge. When it was time to take revenge, he would.
"You won't have such a chance." The ancestor of the Xing Clan said. He controlled the puppet to attack Yang Taihe. His speed was so fast that not many people could see it. When he was about to reach Yang Taihe, he threw out a punch that could break the sky.
The punch was like the heavens. Its martial power was shocking.
Every Sky-reaching Realm old monster had already comprehended at least one type of martial arts, and Xing Chang was no exception.
Even though it was just a strand of his consciousness, he could activate the power of martial path. Its destructive power was shocking. Even a peak saint might not be able to block it.
"Those who offend the Yang Clan must be killed!" Yang Taihe roared. He waved the Dragon Rebel Spear and stabbed out.
The Dragon Rebel Spear shone like the sun. It condensed into a true dragon that roamed the universe. It destroyed the punch's power. Large amounts of power wreaked havoc on the puppet, causing a series of explosions.
The Xing Clan's Patriarch roared, "Die, Taihe!"
He flew out of the puppet and ignored it. All of his willpower turned into a punch that charged at Yang Taihe's body. He wanted to completely destroy Yang Taihe's soul.
Before Yang Taihe could do anything, a hand squeezed through the air. The Xing Clan's Patriarch's willpower was grasped by this hand. An old woman's voice rang out, "Xing Chang, you didn't hesitate to use a soul clone to test me. Do you want to know if I'm dead or not?"
"You … you're not dead? How is that possible?" Xing Chang said in panic.
According to their calculations, Gong Silan, who had fought not long ago, should be dying. How could she appear now? This didn't make sense.
"Sigh, I've disappointed the Xing Clan!" A sigh rang out. Xing Chang's willpower was crushed by the hand.
Bang!
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