Her hair was a little messy, her face was pale, and there was a little blood left at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this scene, the spectators below were shocked.
"This Huang family has hit a brick wall. Even their ancestor Junjian is no match for them."
"What is this, I have expected it.
Although the Huang family is strong, it is only famous in our northwest city.
As for Tianya Pavilion, it is the power of the Three Emperors of the Central Continent.
It’s not on the same level at all.”
"This Huang family is used to being arrogant, now it's time for them to suffer."
In mid-air at this moment, Huang Guyuan quickly led many elders forward to help Huang Youlan.
Everyone asked worriedly: "Ancestor, are you okay?"
"My true life is injured, I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover," Huang Youlan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and shook her head.
"It's all our fault, it's us who have brought trouble to our ancestors," Huang Guyuan said blaming himself.
"Don't talk about it yet, let's see how they deal with our Huang family," Huang Youlan shook her head and said.
Everyone looked up and saw that Cangge boss waved his hand and all the senior officials of the Huang family were suppressed.
Old Cangge looked around and said calmly: "What I said stands.
Only those who deserve to be killed will be killed, and other innocent people will not be killed indiscriminately."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Yan Buhui aside.
Yan Buhui took a deep breath, slowly drew his sword, and walked forward step by step.
Sword intent was wrapped around his body, and the sword intent behind him became heavier with every step he took.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Huang family gathered together, and they all looked at Yan Buhui in panic.
"Cousin Bu Regret, I was short-sighted in the past. For the sake of my fellow race, please let me go."
Some children of the Huang family couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
There was a "wow" sound.
I saw the light of the sword flashing in mid-air, and the head of the disciple begging for mercy had already fallen to the ground.
"It doesn't matter if you bully me, but none of those who have insulted my mother can escape."
As Yan Buhui's words fell, he raised his sword and charged towards the crowd.
The children of the Huang family didn't even dare to resist, as there were powerful immortals watching from above.
It's useless for them to resist.
The most panicked person at the moment is Huang Tianxie, because he even went to the Zhenwu Holy Sect to expel Yan Buhui from the sect.
"Dad, save me," Huang Tianxie desperately begged for help in Huang Guyuan.
Huang Guyuan took a deep breath, he did not dare to act rashly.
The coercion of the powerful man in the sky above him was shrouding him.
Huang Guyuan was convinced that if he really dared to move, the other party would not be polite.
He closed his eyes in despair.
…………
In the center of the courtyard of this deserted family, there is a rusty statue.
This statue is made of cast iron.
This is a man with long hair and a long sword on his back.
The originally painted white gown was also stained with rust due to rust.
It seems that the glory of the past has long been lost.
The face of the statue is not too lifelike, and its expression is a very gentle smile.
Huang Youlan slowly walked up to the statue and gently touched the statue with her hands.
"You have left the statue of your ancestors alone," Huang Youlan said hesitantly, looking at the rust on the statue.
All the senior officials of the Huang family behind him were silent and did not say a word.
They lowered their heads in shame.
Ignoring the children of the Huang family who were killed by Yan Buhui in the distance, Huang Youlan turned around and said sternly to the senior officials.
"Kneel down and reflect on what you have done over the years."
Huang Youlan said and knelt down first.
…………
There once was a person.
A sword god named Tianhuang.
He is the pride of our deserted family.
Because of him, the Dan tribe divided the northwest city to us.
He competed with Emperor Yin Tian for destiny, and even though he lost, he was honored.
A long time ago in the Huang family, there were always many legends about the sword god.
People regard him as the pride of Northwest City.
However, as time goes by, the legend about the sword god is gradually forgotten.
The glory of the past has finally become a thing of the past.
The dust of time has obscured all brilliance.
At this moment, seeing all the senior officials kneeling down, the disciples of the Huang family also knelt down immediately.
The statue above is still standing alone.
The rusty pig iron seems to tell people the silence of time.
The expression of the statue is always a gentle smile.
But no one noticed that different auras were reverberating around the statue.
Yan Buhui's killing spree continues.
He vented all his grievances from the first twenty years of his life.
I once watched my mother die of illness in front of my eyes because of their refusal to save her.
I was also oppressed by my tribe. They not only oppressed me, but also insulted my dead mother.
The more I kill Yan Buhui, the more I feel enlightened and open-minded.
All the resentment that had been accumulated for twenty years was released, as if even the realm could not suppress it.
…………
"Why do I feel that the statues of my ancestors are moving?"
Among the high-rise people kneeling below, someone looked at the statue above and said cautiously.
Everyone raised their heads and saw that the sword on the back of the statue in front of them seemed to be shaking.
It's like the iron sword is about to be pulled out of its scabbard.
"What's going on?" someone said in horror.
As soon as his voice finished, there was only a "clang" sound.
The sound of a sword being drawn almost echoed throughout the entire world.
The rusty statue began to vibrate rapidly.
In the belly of the statue, a swallowing black hole transformed by spiritual energy appeared.
The black hole is so deep and boundless that nothing can be seen clearly.
"This is," Mr. Cangge, who was above, squinted his eyes and looked solemnly at the inside of the black hole.
I saw a man wearing a black robe and a bloody cloak slowly walking out of the black hole.
The long sword behind the statue was unsheathed, and all the pig iron on the original iron sword's appearance was shattered.
The whole sword took on a new look and its light was extremely sharp.
Purple stripes were flowing on the sword's blade, and a sea of swords formed by the sword's will surged around the man.
The moment this man appeared, all the people watching around him had swords.
At this moment, the long swords all trembled involuntarily.
It seems as if he has met the emperor in the sword, surrendering and humming softly.
"It's the Tianhuang Sword God," someone whispered in disbelief at this moment.
"It's the Tianhuang Sword Ancestor, the Sword Ancestor is back.
It turns out that Sword Ancestor has always been there."
At this moment, the people in the Huang family were crying with joy, and they all shouted towards the sky.
Many people knelt down and worshiped.
The people watching the excitement also shouted in response to the atmosphere.
"Sword God, Sword God."
Its prestige is evident.
"I have conquered the five continents of the Zhouhai Sea and conquered the four great realms of Shenghua. I am invincible in the way of swordsmanship."
The cold words exploded in the sky along with the stern sword intent.
