At this time, a mysterious army arrived at the foot of Ehugang Mountain...
Yang Qing walked at the front of the team. He looked around as he walked, seeming to be looking for something?
Zhao Qianying frowned slightly and asked, "Brother Yang Qing, what are you looking for?"
Yang Qing raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Qianying who was riding on the horse, and said: "If you go back to the princess, I will find my brother and a few clan disciples!"
Zhao Qianying said, "Didn't they say they were waiting for you here? How come they disappeared?"
Yang Qing shook his head and said: "My brother is impatient. I'm worried that he has already gone up the mountain in advance to save his tribe and grandpa!"
Xiaoxue, who was walking beside Yang Qing, suggested: "Then let's go up the mountain quickly!"
Yang Qing hummed and then led everyone towards the top of the mountain.
Such a large team naturally made a lot of noise. The clan disciples who were waiting at the gate of Heifeng Village on the top of the mountain quickly discovered this mysterious team, so they retreated from the gate of the village together and went to the middle of the mountain to see what happened to this team.
Who is he?
Not long after, Yang Qing led the team to the middle of the mountain. When the seven tribesmen disciples took a look, they immediately recognized Yang Qing and walked out of the bushes.
The sudden appearance of the seven tribesmen disciples alerted the army. Everyone immediately went on guard and pointed their weapons at the tribesmen disciples who came out of the bushes.
It's night now, so the visibility is naturally not very good, so Yang Qing doesn't know who these people are.
The clan disciples suddenly shouted: "Master Xidu, it's us!"
Yang Qing took a closer look and immediately recognized him, so he waved his hands to the team members behind him and said, "Don't be nervous, everyone, we are one of our own!"
After listening to Yang Qing's words, the team members breathed a sigh of relief and put their weapons away again.
Yang Qing looked at the seven clan disciples, but did not see Yang Kun, so he asked: "Why are there only seven of you, where is my brother?"
The clan disciples replied: "Young Master Yang Kun is the first to advance to Black Wind Village!"
"What?" When Yang Qing heard this, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, so he said to the people behind him: "Everyone, follow me up the mountain quickly!"
After that, lead the team towards the Black Wind Village on the top of the mountain!
At the Heifengzhai altar...
Suddenly, a Xie family disciple ran over in a panic and reported: "Valley Master, it's not good, a mysterious team came down the mountain!"
Long Xiaotian was slightly startled and asked curiously: "A mysterious team?"
Xie Qichen on the side asked: "Have you seen clearly? How many people are there?"
The disciple of the Xie family made an estimate and said: "It's too late to see clearly, but according to my estimate, there are definitely no less than a thousand people!"
"A thousand people?" Long Xiaotian stared, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "No, no one can dispatch such people at once except the royal army of Wolong City!"
"Wolong City's army?" Xie Qichen's brows narrowed into three deep black lines and said, "How could the people in Wolong City know?"
Long Xiaotian looked up at Yang Kun on the altar and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be you, right?"
Yang Kun smiled faintly and said: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. There is no airtight wall in the world, and paper cannot keep fire..."
"That's enough, shut up!" Long Xiaotian roared: "Good boy, remember this, one day I will cut you into pieces!"
Yang Kun raised his head and laughed, and said: "I don't know how many times I have heard this sentence. Do you think I am scared?"
After saying that, Yang Kun moved his gaze to Xie Ling'er behind Xie Qichen, deliberately slowed down his tone, and said meaningfully: "We are all old acquaintances. I have to remind you that if you don't want to be exterminated, just
Run away quickly, I don’t want to lose two of the three major families in Wolong City from now on!"
After listening to what Yang Kun said, everyone's faces began to look ugly. What Yang Kun said was not false. Although the combined population of the Dragon Valley and Xiejiazhuang families definitely exceeds a thousand, there are many among these thousand.
The old, young, sick and disabled.
Then, the mysterious team that came down the mountain was the army of Wolong City. They were all strong and strong, and they were basically practitioners in the alchemy stage.
Because Wolong City will naturally not hire such weak people when recruiting soldiers. Only those with high strength or special skills are qualified to become the royal soldiers of Wolong City.
Therefore, if the Long and Xie families insist on staying and fighting for their lives, they will undoubtedly be seeking their own death.
Long Xiaotian took a deep look at Yang Kun, snorted coldly, and said: "Let's go!"
At this time, the Nether Walker lying on the altar squirmed, then stretched out his other hand and whispered: "Help me, take me away!"
The people of the Long Xie family under the altar did not expect that the Nether Walker was still alive. However, now the Nether Walker was a useless person and had long lost his previous majesty. Therefore, after hearing the Nether Walker's cry for help, they did not rush.
Go up to the stage to save the Netherwalker.
Yang Kun shook his head and tutted: "I told you, you should keep a low profile. You are used to being domineering and domineering. Now when you are in trouble, others will not save you. What a tragedy! Today I will be a good person again, as the saying goes.
Well, good people can do it and send people to the West!"
After saying that, Yang Kun strolled towards the Nether Walker beside him.
The Netherworld Walker stared at Yang Kun who was slowly walking over. He was suddenly horrified, thinking that Yang Kun was going to kill him. Now there was only an extremely weak trace of Netherworld Energy swimming in his meridians. He was completely exhausted.
One arm was broken and he lost too much blood. He could hardly move any more. He could only look at Yang Kun in despair, his face turned bitter, and he shed a trace of crystal tears, as if he was remorseful, or maybe he was begging Yang Kun not to kill him.
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However, Yang Kun walked over with determination, without even the slightest pause!
Yang Kun walked to Nether Walker's side, smiled faintly, then stretched out his palm and slowly leaned down.
Nether Walker was completely desperate, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Yang Kun leaned down, reached out and grabbed Nether Walker's chest, and then lifted it up.
Nether Walker was stunned for a moment and realized that he was not dead. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the smile on Yang Kun's face. This smile was very special, indescribably special.
"I'm not a villain who takes advantage of others. I hope we can have a fair fight next time!" Yang Kun said calmly.
The Netherworld Walker was slightly shocked, looked at Yang Kun dubiously, and said, "You, you won't kill me?"
Yang Kun smiled slightly and said: "I said, I don't want to take advantage of others. Let's fight again after you recover from your injuries!"