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Chapter 843 Shaoyi is furious

Song Yu whispered, "Elder Chen, I'm blocking them. Please lead a group of disciples to escort the young patriarch and Supreme Elder Song Yuan away."

Elder Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I risk my life, I will send them out safely."

The disciples behind him also nodded decisively.

Even if they are broken into pieces, they are not afraid.

Song Yuan was so angry that he howled.

He has always been the one to protect others.

When did he end up letting others protect him?

He said angrily, "Little Sikong, if you have the ability, just give me the antidote, and we can fight openly and honestly."

Deputy Clan Sikong sneered.

With a move of his right hand, the archers bent their bows and set arrows, and a thin rain of arrows shot out.

Wen Shaoyi's disciples used their weapons to fly away the arrow feathers, trying to protect Wen Shaoyi and others as much as possible.

Arrows are poisonous.

Still highly toxic.

If you touch it, you will die.

Many disciples were injured by arrows and died unexpectedly.

Song Yuan was so angry that he screamed, "You despicable villain, you just poisoned me, but you actually used such cruel methods to deal with people of your own clan, I... I will kill you."

Elder Chen tightly stopped Elder Song and Yuan Taishang, ordered his subordinates to fight their way out, and escorted them away.

"Elder Taishang, please keep the green hills here and don't worry about running out of firewood. Let's retreat first. After you recover your skills, we can avenge you in time."

"Seeing his face, I want to tear him apart immediately. Let me go and I'll beat him to death."

"Tai Shang Elder, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also consider the young patriarch. If you do something bad again, the young patriarch can't do anything alone. What should he do? And the current situation is too unfavorable for us."

"This...that's alright. Send the Shaoyi doll away quickly."

Their men fell down one by one.

No matter how much he hated Song and Yuan, he still knew that the overall situation was the most important thing.

He grabbed Wen Shaoyi and wanted Wen Shaoyi to leave quickly.

However, Wen Shaoyi just stood there quietly, looking at the disciples who fell from poisoning one by one, his eyes were terrifyingly cold, and the temperature on his body was also shockingly low.

Song Yuan didn't know if the successive events had hit him too hard.

"Shaoyi doll, let's go, let's go quickly."

"Young Patriarch, please leave quickly, my subordinates will fight to the death to stop them."

"Swear to the death to protect the young patriarch."

"Swear to the death to protect the young patriarch."

After the archers finished firing, the disciples of Deputy Clan Sikong's side were already coming to kill them fiercely.

The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, and Wen Shaoyi's people are defeated miserably.

His warm eyes were stained with blood.

The tragic scenes of what happened to the Jade Clan still echoed in his mind.

Same picture.

Same bloody.

The same loyal disciples are all willing to sacrifice their lives in order to protect him.

The only difference is that the last time was a bloody feud between the two races.

But this time it was roommates fighting each other.

Wen Shaoyi's fists clenched loudly.

He suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Deputy chief, do you really want the Tianfen clan to bleed into a river and fight with the same clan?"

"Cleaning the door sometimes requires paying a price."

In just one sentence, there was no possibility of reconciliation at all. Deputy Clan Sikong wanted to drive them all away and kill them all.

None of the people in the middle position dared to speak for fear of offending Deputy Clan Sikong.

Wen Shaoyi sneered repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay..."

He changed from his previous gentleness and showed murderous intent. His whole body exuded a cold aura, "Since you don't care about the life and death of fellow disciples, then don't blame me."

Wen Shaoyi narrowed his cold eyes and took out the jade flute from the waist of the disciple beside him. He placed his fair and slender hands on the jade flute, and a clear and peaceful tune slowly sounded.

As soon as the song sounded, the whole world suddenly changed color, and a powerful breath rolled in.


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