Chapter 89 Slaughter

The disciples of the Feng Family were always erratic; only heaven knew when they were sober and when they were confused.

The Feng Family disciple responsible for healing Zhu Xiaoyu gave the impression that he had killed her.

Last time, when our Liang界堂 (Two Realm Hall) killed Tian Dan, Xie Ban Gui didn't come to question us because Tian Dan was at fault first.

This time, Ye Yang accidentally injured Zhu Xiaoyu. Liang界堂 wasn't entirely wrong, but we should still offer some apology. Letting a Feng Family disciple heal Zhu Xiaoyu was meant to repair our relationship.

But now, the Feng Family disciple had killed Zhu Xiaoyu, and things weren't so simple!

In other words, just because the Coffin Gate didn't dare to easily kill people from Liang界堂, did that mean Liang界堂 could kill Coffin Gate disciples at will?

Wen Yi Liao, who was trapped, suddenly became unusually calm.

It was precisely this calmness that was even more terrifying.

Those who had truly experienced the martial world wouldn't argue with their enemies about right and wrong; all they thought about was how to eliminate their opponents.

Feng Ruohang and Lin Zhao looked at Ye Yang and Ling, unsure of what to do.

Ye Yang was expressionless, as if he had never cared about Zhu Xiaoyu's life or death.

Ling's attention, however, was entirely focused on Hei Ye Xiao.

At this moment, Hei Ye Xiao's witchcraft was complete, and he let out a strange, ghostly laugh. The rhythmic laughter rose and fell in the heavy rain.

In the distance, a sharp whistling sound could also be heard!

Hei Ye Xiao was greeting the ghosts and gods of Miao Jiang, telling them that he was about to cast a spell to kill someone and asking for their convenience.

The other party, however, took Hei Ye Xiao's courtesy as a provocation, and the echo was already filled with killing intent.

Ye Yang's eyes turned cold, and he raised his sword, stabbing into the void: "One Sword Chasing Souls, Cutting Across the Horizon!"

The cold flame sword qi, as fast as lightning, disappeared before everyone's eyes after only three meters.

However, everyone could still feel the existence of the sword qi. It had not dissipated in the rainy night, but had crossed space, killing a target far away at the end of the sky.

Feng Bu Hui, one of the Feng Family's Four Heroes, exclaimed in shock, "A Sword Immortal?"

She regarded Ye Yang as a sword immortal who could take a person's head with a flying sword, killing people from thousands of miles away.

Feng Bu Ming, however, responded in a deep voice: "That is a witch's sword."

"The sword techniques of the Witch Gate are more like incantations than swordplay."

Before Feng Bu Ming's words could fall, the crying sound abruptly stopped. The ghost god who had warned Hei Ye Xiao had become a dead soul under Ye Yang's sword.

Ye Yang sheathed his sword and said, "Kill!"

Hei Ye Xiao suddenly slammed his hands together, and the nine floating human heads exploded at the same time. The ghost shadows condensed from blood mist charged in one direction.

Hei Ye Xiao suppressed the ghost shadows with咒印 (curse seals) and shouted sharply: "Kill! Use their blood to feed the ghost spirits!"

Feng Bu Ming kicked a nearby wizard into the air. Before the wizard's body could fall, he struck the wizard's body with a palm. The hundred-odd pound person exploded into a rain of blood on the spot; it was difficult to find even a complete bone.

One after another, wizards were thrown into the air by the Feng Family experts, exploding under Feng Bu Ming's thunderous palm force. A thick blood mist that even the heavy rain couldn't disperse condensed in the air above Bai Shui Village.

Hei Ye Xiao also released the ghost spirits at this time. The nine ghost spirits charged into the blood mist at the same time. When they reappeared, they had turned into human figures condensed from fresh blood.

The nine ghost spirits didn't stop for even a moment before rushing down the mountain.

Wen Yi Liao couldn't help but sigh. He knew that one of the Coffin Gate's Eight Vein disciples had been completely wiped out.

Ye Yang sheathed his longsword and said faintly, "Assemble the troops and set off!"

Wen Yi Liao finally couldn't help it: "Ye Yang, aren't you afraid of divine retribution for such atrocities by your Liang界堂 (Two Realm Hall)?"

Ye Yang glanced at Wen Yi Liao: "I'm not afraid!"

Ling casually flicked out a letter: "Please forward this letter to Xie Ban Gui."

"Of course, you can also throw it away halfway. However, I can guarantee that throwing away this letter is tantamount to ruining the Coffin Gate."

Ling didn't look at Wen Yi Liao's reaction. She took out a compass from her body and walked into the heavy rain.

The Feng Family members lined up with tears and laughter, following Ling and gradually moving away. Not long after they left, the torrential rain that had ravaged Bai Shui Village stopped.

Wen Yi Liao looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "Are the Qu Zhi Ghost Gods really omnipotent? Then she..."

As if Wen Yi Liao had thought of something, he quickly ran to Zhu Xiaoyu, reached out and probed under her neck, quickly pocketed the letter left by Ling, picked up Zhu Xiaoyu, and ran in the opposite direction of Ling in a few leaps.

At the same time, Lao Liu had also arrived near Lei Gong Mountain.

They had passed four wedding venues along the way, and all they saw were corpses everywhere.

The tragedy of the Ghost Wind Valley wedding that year seemed to be replayed at this moment. All the guests who came to attend the ceremony were killed, and their bodies were left at the wedding ceremony.

The closer Lao Liu and the others got to the main venue, the more corpses there were on the ground. Xia Mengying and Nie Xiaochun, who were guarding Lao Liu's side, were on full alert, but Lao Liu himself walked leisurely towards the table in the middle of the venue.

At the same time, the middle-aged man with a scholarly air sitting at the table also raised his head: "This one must be Grandmaster Liu of Liang界堂 (Two Realm Hall), right?"

"I am Yu Qingzhu!"