Zhuang Fan and Xu Fei left the Taohuawu Tavern while chatting and joking.
Walking towards their station in Maicheng.
Looking at the backs of the four people leaving.
In the hearts of the people watching the battle, there were turbulent waves and turbulent waves, and the agitated emotions could not be calmed for a long time.
The dignified young master of the Shenyang Clan and a follower of the Holy Son Jin Qi actually died in Maicheng.
Not even a single word was left behind from the corpse.
He was chopped into a pile of rotten flesh and his soul was completely destroyed.
If this matter gets spread.
It will definitely cause a major earthquake.
Not only the Holy Son Jinqi would be outraged by this.
I am afraid that the Shenyang Clan will also use all its strength to launch the craziest and most bloody revenge against the three descendants of the Nine Great Bandits.
After all, the young master represents the face of their tribe.
And it is also the hope of their tribe.
Now he actually died in the hands of Xu Fei and the others.
It directly cuts off their future.
This is an irreconcilable blood debt and must be paid for with blood.
The two sides have now fallen into a fight to the death.
I want to resolve this feud.
One side must fall completely.
Many people understand it in their hearts.
In the near future, there will definitely be a bloody battle between the Sheep Tribe and the Nine Bandits.
Even some people with a keen sense of smell have sensed a potential crisis.
It was like the oppressive feeling on the eve of a storm, making their hearts palpitate.
I sensed a fear that was difficult to dispel.
And the reality is exactly what they thought.
At the moment when the Golden God Sheep was killed by Xu Fei and the others.
In the place where the God Sheep Clan’s life cards are stored.
The jade plaque engraved with the name of the golden divine sheep suddenly shattered.
The huge explosion sounded far away.
This alarmed the guarding disciples.
"This...is the young master's life card actually broken?"
After the guarding disciple clearly sees the name written on the Broken Life Tablet.
I was so frightened that my soul came out of my body.
Cold sweat instantly wetted his clothes and the ground around him.
My body couldn't stop shaking.
He rolled and crawled out of the ancestral hall.
Rushed towards the palace where the patriarch was.
Report what happened here.
After all, the death of the young master involves too many things.
Moreover, this matter is related to the face of the Shenyang Clan.
The cause of the young master's death must be found out.
If he died in someone else's hands.
Then there will definitely be crazy revenge.
Although the strength of the Shenyang Clan is not as good as the Tianpeng Clan and the Golden Qi Clan.
But they are also a wealthy family.
The foundation and strength he possesses cannot be underestimated.
If you retaliate regardless of the cost, regardless of the consequences.
It will definitely cause endless bloodshed among all races.
By then, countless living beings will definitely be involved.
Become a cold and terrifying skeleton.
Except for the Sheep Clan being alarmed.
The coming Holy Son Jin Qi also woke up from seclusion.
There is a sense of superiority flowing in the two golden eyes, like the indifference of gods to the mortal world.
He whispered coldly: "How brave you are. You dare to kill even the followers of this Holy Son. It seems that since I haven't taken action for so long, the world has forgotten my methods.
Diamond God Rat, you lead the remaining ten holy beasts to Maicheng to track down the murderer of the Golden God Sheep.
Once discovered, kill him immediately and leave no one alive. Anyone who kills this Holy Son must pay for his life with his life."
The words have not yet fallen.
A rat demon with colorful divine light all over its body walked out of the void.
He clasped his fists respectfully, bent down and saluted Holy Son Jin Qi.
The entire body turned into streaks of colorful divine light.
Melted into the void again.
With the help of the power of space, he quickly left the retreat place of Holy Son Jinqi.
Take the remaining golden sacred cattle, golden sacred tigers and other sacred beasts to Maicheng.
And on the other side.
Not long after Zhuang Fan, Xu Fei and others left.
A group of women wearing white dresses, floating like immortals, charming the country, exuding an aloof and otherworldly feeling, like fairies from the Nine Heavens, descended from the sky.
Everyone has a light figure, a slender figure, and a graceful figure. Their straight and slender jade legs exude a sparkling light, and their cascading hair is like black satin, shining with a faint luster.
Although the leading woman was shrouded in holy light, her every move exuded an irresistible power.
People can't help but want to worship him, but they can't feel the slightest sense of blasphemy in their hearts.
"There is still the aura of the murderer here. The person who killed the strong man from my Yaochi Holy Land must be nearby. Immediately order the disciples to lurk in Maicheng to track down the whereabouts of the murderer. Once he finds his way out, kill him without mercy."
The cold voice of the Yaochi Saint resounded throughout the world.
It exuded a very strong murderous aura.
The temperature in the surrounding space instantly dropped to the extreme.
Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky.
A thick layer of frost accumulated on the ground.
And those who had not yet had time to leave were all shivering with cold, and even the blood in their bodies was about to coagulate.
The two rows of teeth in the mouth are constantly fighting, hitting up and down, and making a "squeaking" sound.
Some weaker people simply couldn't resist the murderous aura emanating from the Yaochi Saint. Their eyebrows, hair, and clothes were all covered with a thick layer of ice stubble.
"If you see this person, you can report it to Yaochi Resort immediately. If the information is true, you will be given the due reward at that time."
He glanced at the crowd of people shivering from the cold around him.
The Saint of Yaochi raised her jade hands lightly.
A divine light shot out from the fingertips as white and soft as green jade.
A portrait of a young man condensed in the sky.
If Zhuang Fan is still here.
You can definitely recognize the person in the portrait as him at a glance.
"The fairy from Yaochi, the young man in this portrait, is now with the descendants of the Nine Bandits. He just killed the young master of the Shenyang Clan here."
finally.
Someone said.
He pointed out Zhuang Fan's whereabouts to the Yaochi Saint.
I want to take this opportunity to connect with Yaochi Holy Land.
Make a good relationship with yourself.
"Since he is with the descendants of the Nine Bandits, he must be hiding in the Nine Bandits' stronghold in Maicheng."
The Yaochi Saintess waved her arm gently.
A divine light shot out from between the sleeves.
He landed in front of the speaker.
He slowly said: "This is the token of my Yaochi Holy Land. If the information you said is accurate, you can take this token to the Yaochi Holy Land in exchange for reward."
Finished.
The figure of the Yaochi Saint turned into a divine light.
Disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Flying to the Nine Bandits' stronghold in Sioux City.
at the same time.
She also sent out a series of sound transmission talismans.
Gathered all the disciples from Yaochi Holy Land near Maicheng.
After all, he was able to kill so many powerful Yaochi men by himself.
He must have very strong fighting power.
For the sake of safety and absolute safety, it is better to recruit more people.