Yuan Qingyi's words made the two eldest nephews Ouyang and Nangong furious.
"That's too much!"
"I will fight with you."
Countless people drew their weapons and charged at Yuan Qingyi.
More than a dozen people also raised their double-barreled shotguns and sprayed them.
Yuan Qingyi turned around, calmly avoiding the incoming bullets, and then shot out with his left hand.
A wave of blades poured over.
"ah--"
The cold light flashed away, and the gunmen all screamed and fell to the ground.
There was a large amount of blood on the ground instantly.
Then Yuan Qingyi swept away the iron sand on the ground.
The black iron sand reflected back, causing pain in the knees of more than a dozen people, and they fell down with another scream.
The others stopped subconsciously, not expecting Yuan Qingyi to be so powerful, and then they became even more furious.
They shouted to fight Yuan Qingyi.
"stop!"
Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji came out of the courtyard and shouted in unison to stop the two elites from charging.
Yuan Qingyi was able to defeat Grandma Changsun with one punch and kill fifty-six people. Everyone present was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat her.
Rather than charge forward and die, it is better to endure it and wait until the deployment is complete before fighting to the death.
The two children had no choice but to retreat back, but their weapons were always pointed at Yuan Qingyi, ready to kill at any time.
No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous.
"The golden boy and the beautiful girl carried the coffin to the burial, knelt down and repented..."
Ouyang Wuji picked up the broken plaque and shouted with anger on his face:
"Ye Fan is considered a person, and he is a nine-thousand-year-old godson. Don't you think it's too much to humiliate us like this?"
If it weren't for Yuan Qingyi's abnormal display of skills and his status as the number one elder, Ouyang Wuji would have strangled Yuan Qingyi to death in the morning.
In decades, this is the first time that Ouyang Courtyard has been trampled on like this.
This plaque was left by a prefect in the late Qing Dynasty.
Now being split in half by Yuan Qingyi's knife is really a slap in the face of the Ouyang family.
"Master Ye said that he will not bully a good person, but he will not let a bad person go either."
Yuan Qingyi's voice was cold:
"And if this is insulting you, what does Liu Fugui's exposure of corpses in the wilderness mean?"
"Four members of the Liu family fell into a river in a car accident, and Zhang Youyou was beaten and auctioned for nothing."
"What do the people you have maimed, beaten to death, and thrown into the mines over the past few decades count?"
After reading the information about the Ouyang family's family history, Yuan Qingyi despised the oppression Ouyang Wuji said.
Ouyang Wuji was slightly speechless.
He is still somewhat aware of the dirty things he has done.
"Killing can only happen with a nod of the head."
"Ye Fan has already broken the legs of Ouyang Xuanxuan and the others, and tortured Nangong Zhuang and the others. Do you still want to go the extra mile and kill them all?"
Nangong Fu also took a step forward and stared at Yuan Qingyi: "He behaves so domineeringly, which will discredit the Martial Alliance, the Ye family, and Ye Tang."
Ouyang Wuji echoed: "Yes, he is a doctor, but he is so ruthless. How can he be considered a genius doctor?"
"With the heart of a Bodhisattva, he uses thunderous means to save those who deserve to be saved and kill those who deserve to be killed. This is the pure miracle doctor."
Yuan Qingyi smiled faintly: "Indulging evil and letting evil go is tantamount to harming good and harming good. Killing evil and eradicating evil is the true benevolence of a doctor."
"Indulging you and letting you go is tantamount to letting countless innocent people like Liu Fugui suffer death."
"Destroying you and killing you is no less than saving thousands of people."
"Master Ye, there is no such thing as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately."
"He only believes that murder must be repaid with life, as a matter of course."
"You killed Liu Fugui, you should pay the price you have to pay."
She said softly: "And if Mr. Ye hadn't been a bit wise, I'm afraid he would have been hacked to death by you at Wolf Ridge."
"Ye Fan bullies people too much, and it will only end in death."
Ouyang Wuji laughed angrily: "Although our family background is not as deep as that of Ye Fan, it is not something he can bully at will."
"We have more people, more guns and more money. If Ye Fan wants to crush us to death, I'm afraid he will lose half of his life."
He shook the white fan heavily: "You'd better advise Ye Fan to stop when he sees a good time, otherwise Huaxi will be his Waterloo."
Although he knew that Ye Fan had a good background, Ouyang Wuji did not want to weaken his prestige, otherwise he would lose the blood of Ouyang's nephew.
"Ye Fan still owes my son and wife several lives."
Nangong Fu also put his hands behind his back and stared at Yuan Qingyi: "If you break my face, he will pay me back with interest."
"Young Master Ye said that although he was not the one who killed the person, if the Nangong family believed it was him, he would bear it."
Yuan Qingyi smiled proudly: "Today, he doesn't mind taking a few scapegoats."
"Anyone who is being scapegoated and causing trouble for him will just spend some time on it."
She stimulated Nangong Fu and the others: "For him, destroying both of your families is as easy as squeezing an ant to death."
"Then let him come over."
Ouyang Wuji was furious: "I'll fight with him to see who wins."
All the nephews and nephews were also filled with indignation and wished to kill Ye Fan now.
"If you want to die, don't rush."
Yuan Qingyi smiled slightly:
"Master Ye said that he will not take the initiative to chop off your heads before the funeral of Liu Fugui's family on the 7th."
"In the past few days, whatever tricks you have, what backers you have, and what foundation you have, use them all together."
"If you can kill him, don't be soft."
"In this way, when No. 7 goes to the funeral, he can kill more people without any pressure."
"There is only one week left, everyone, cherish the last time of your life."
After saying that, Yuan Qingyi waved her hand gently, got into the jeep and left calmly.
"You bastard, you've gone too far!"
When Ouyang and Nangong's nephew heard this, they were very angry. They raised their weapons and wanted to shoot coldly.
But what they did was suppressed by Nangong Fu.
He knew that Yuan Qingyi was waiting for them to shoot so that she could find an excuse to kill more people...
"Bang bang bang!"
Seeing Yuan Qingyi's car leaving, Ouyang Wuji took a gun.
He shot it into the sky with bang bang bang, venting his anger.
"Kill him, kill him!"
"You bastard is too arrogant and overbearing. It's not enough to get so many riches, but you also want to kill everyone?"
"Tonight, we will gather all the families to worship, and bring 800 dead soldiers to kill Ye Fan and the Liu family without leaving a trace."
"Kill them all, burn them all, and evacuate the Xiong Kingdom immediately, so you don't have to worry about Jiu Qiansui's revenge."
Ouyang Wuji dropped the shotgun with a clang on the ground.
The nephews of the two families also followed the crowd and shouted that they wanted to break into the Liu family's house.
"Ouyang, don't be impulsive."
Nangong Fu restrained his emotions: "If Ye Fan dares to send this woman to provoke, it means that he has made arrangements."
"If you attack Ye Fan at this time, you will definitely fall into his trap. We must not fall for it."
"Besides, we haven't arranged a lot of things yet, so attacking and killing us now will only mess up our position."
"Let's be patient and arrange the things at hand. It won't be too late to wash away today's shame."
"Your daughter only broke her leg, but my son and wife were both killed by Ye Fan in a car accident."
"My blood feud is ten times greater than yours."
Nangong Fu advised Ouyang Wuji: "I can tolerate it, but don't be too anxious..."
In fact, he understood that Ouyang Wuji's anger was not for him, but for his nephews and nephews.
Otherwise, the backbones of the two families will think they are too useless.
"What now?"
Ouyang Wuji pulled open a collar: "Are you really going to kneel down, offer incense and carry the coffin?"
The two nephews were also very unwilling.
"Continue to implement the resolution of the council meeting just now and do what needs to be done."
"In addition, the sacrifice of eight hundred gunmen and Jiu Feng and others is still not safe."
Nangong Fu whispered: "Hire a group of three hundred mercenaries as your trump card."
"One billion to two billion, smash it down, don't be sorry."
