Qiu Yin died, mercilessly trampled by Yan Ting. The strongest genius in the Tianyuan realm of the Imperial College became a joke.
The corner of Mengyuan's mouth rose slightly. Qiu Yin's death would definitely not be harmful to him. If he hadn't wanted to end the Yan family with his own hands, just on this matter alone, he wouldn't have to do anything. The enemies in the imperial city would naturally come to him. All he needed to do was
Just shake the Yan family out.
After venting the anger in his heart, Yan Ting also stopped stamping. His shoes were soaked in blood, and the original color of his pants was no longer visible below the knees. He wiped away the blood spattered on his face with his hands. This dirty thing covered
caught his sight.
Qiu Yin's fate cannot be described as miserable. Now he has become a mutilated corpse. An area of 10 feet is soaked in blood, and the entire area has collapsed. It can be imagined how serious Yan Ting's attack was.
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After killing Qiu Yin, Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his eyes and saw that there were still two people who could stand up on the martial arts stage. He moved his steps and came to one of them, grabbed his arm and twisted it hard.
, one arm was torn off by Yan Ting.
"Ah——" The heartbreaking screams of pain shook everyone's eardrums. This cruel scene fell in everyone's eyes, but no one felt pity for the Imperial College man.
Soon, Yan Ting broke off another person's arm. Although the broken arm was an unbearable pain for them, it was already the greatest gift that Yan Ting had given them. They seriously injured fourteen members of the Yan clan.
My son, this is already a capital crime.
What Yan Ting can't bear the most is that the people around him are in danger. Even if Gu Feiyan assassinated him several times and even intercepted and killed him in the World of Warcraft Forest, after all this time, he has not gone to trouble Gu Feiyan. But.
If you dare to touch the Yan clan, no matter what your status is, as long as he can kill you, you will definitely die.
"Is Ating okay?" Yan Xuan asked anxiously, breathing heavily.
After so many years, this was the first time that he saw Yan Ting with such a violent temper. It was so violent that even he felt a little panicked when he saw it.
"It'll be okay. Let's notify everyone and get everyone ready for a battle. Everyone in the Imperial College has fallen. Then it's Mengyuan's turn." Yan Jili said calmly, even as he spoke, his eyes
He never left Yan Ting for a moment, because the biggest danger was Meng Yuan.
If Meng Yuan suddenly takes action, only he can temporarily stop it.
Yan Ting slowed down for a moment, wiped the blood on his hands on his clothes, and suddenly burst into laughter.
Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes and said: "Yan Ting, if you kill Qiu Yin, do you know what will happen?"
"Hahaha, what's the end result? I killed him, you killed me, and destroyed the Yan clan. It's a great achievement. Isn't this just what you want? Hahahaha..." Yan Ting laughed like a madman.
Meng Yuan hummed softly, feeling a little more wary of Yan Ting in her heart, but at the same time, she also had a little more appreciation.
Yan Ting is indeed much stronger than his son Meng Zhang.
"Meng Yuan, I don't think there is any need to continue this great competition in Red Feather City. It's time to resolve the grudges between you and the Yan clan at once." Yan Ting said directly without any hesitation.
"Oh?" Meng Yuan sneered, raised his head and looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh: "You are very straightforward. Unlike your father, who has obviously reached the end of his rope and still has to endure it. Sometimes I have been
I'm wondering if it's possible that one day your father and I can sit at a table and drink tea and chat and reminisce about the past, instead of going to war with each other like we are now."
"Hahahaha, you want to chat and reminisce, do you think you are worthy?" Yan Ting mocked: "My father spent more than ten years developing the Yan clan to be able to compete with the city lord's palace. When he had a business, he wanted to compete with the surrounding people.
The family has developed together and has never complained even if it was stabbed in the back. But you, Mengyuan, besides taking over the responsibilities of this city lord and engaging in civil war here with the foundation left by previous generations of city lords, what else will you do.
"
Yan Ting pointed at the families on the martial arts field: "Meng Yuan, ask yourself, is there any family in this martial arts field that you have not suppressed? You are narrow-minded and don't want others to grow, so you obstruct them and rely on the city lord.
You are so shameless and oppressed by your status, how dare you tell me that you want to have tea and chat with my father."
Meng Yuan listened
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He just chuckled softly and didn't take these words seriously. Yan Ting may be right. He doesn't want others to grow stronger, let alone others who dare to openly confront the city lord's mansion to grab business after they grow stronger. This is what the Yan family is like.
An example.
Therefore, in order to prevent the Yan family from growing so big that it threatens the status of the City Lord's Mansion, he wants to destroy the Yan family. He will never allow any family to be comparable to the City Lord's Mansion. You can develop, but your limit must be below the City Lord's Mansion.
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Because once a family's reputation, even economic and comprehensive strength exceeds that of the city lord's palace, then the city lord will reduce or even lose his right to speak. Meng Yuan is the lord of Akabane City and the god of Akabane City. Anyone who dares to rival the sky will kill him.
No forgiveness.
"Haha, since you said you are not qualified, then you are not qualified, but I want to ask you, why do you want to come back and die even though you know the Yan family's current situation?" Meng Yuan asked with a faint smile.
"Send to death? No, no, no, I'm here to send you to death." Yan Ting's voice suddenly deepened: "Meng Yuan, the reason why you haven't attacked the Yan clan yet is because you are afraid, right?"
"What a joke, what am I afraid of?" Meng Yuan frowned.
"You are afraid that if you destroy the Yan Clan, other families will be afraid that they will follow in the footsteps of the Yan Clan and join forces to resist you, because you have seen that not everyone chooses not to help each other. They helped me, the Yan Clan, but they did not help you.
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"What you are more afraid of is that you cannot destroy the Yan people, but will be replaced by the Yan people. This fully shows that you are a timid and timid old man. My father always said that your strategies are so sophisticated. Now it seems that you are nothing.
Ear."
"Meng Yuan!" Yan Ting suddenly yelled: "You can survive today not because of your talent, but because of the savings left by previous generations of city lords. But now, you have completely ruined Akabane City.
In order to suppress the growth of the Yan clan, the city lord Mengyuan used the authority of the city lord to force other families to join forces to suppress the Yan clan. It is really sad and ridiculous..."
"Shut up, shut up!" Meng Yuan finally broke his guard and spoke. He was trembling all over, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Old thief Mengyuan, you don't have enough patience. No wonder you can't achieve anything big. Compared with my father, you are nothing but a waste."
"Get that bastard for me." Meng Yuan shouted angrily and waved his hand. Immediately, more than two hundred sword-wielding guards gathered on the martial arts stage and surrounded Yan Ting layer by layer.
Yan Jili stood up and shouted loudly: "Meng Yuan, do you really think that our Yan people are vegetarians?"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than six hundred descendants of the Yan tribe swarmed behind him. Everyone took out the weapons they had prepared long ago and slashed at the guards of the city lord's mansion. Under the raging charge of more than six hundred people, the two men
More than a hundred guards had no ability to resist at all, and were harvested like cabbage by the children of the Yan tribe.
The martial arts field suddenly fell into chaos. All the families wanted to flee, leaving only the Yan clan and the city lord's mansion to play games here.
Yan Ting raised his hand and struck a palm, and the majestic vitality was like a surging tide, blowing away all the more than twenty guards who rushed up, killing them on the spot. He would not be merciful to the people in the City Lord's Mansion, and every blow would
, we must try our best.
No one thought that a war would break out under such circumstances.
Outside the martial arts arena, there were more than 500 guards. At the moment the war broke out, they all rushed into the martial arts arena and started a fierce fight with the Yan tribe.
Although most of the Yan tribe are young people, due to the long-term training of the great elder, their fighting skills and fighting ability are no worse than those of the mercenary group. In front of them, these guards are no different from ordinary people.
"stop!"
During the fierce battle, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then, a young man in white came out of the air and landed on the martial arts stage.
Hearing this sound, both sides stopped in unison and divided into two camps. All the people from the Yan clan stood behind Yan Ting, while the people from the City Lord's Mansion surrounded the martial arts stage and divided two hundred people to guard the martial arts arena.
door.
The young man in white looked at everything on the martial arts stage and frowned. He looked around and finally found Meng Yuan in the audience seat. He asked loudly: "City Lord Meng, what is going on?"
"The Yan family, Yan Ting, ignored the rules of the competition and intervened in the middle. Not only did it severely damage the empire,
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The geniuses of the academy also beat young friend Qiu Yin to death in an extremely cruel way, and I am about to avenge them." Meng Yuan said sternly.
The young man in white looked ugly. He looked for everyone on the martial arts stage. There were seven people, four had broken arms, one was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and one didn't even have a complete body. Only one was slightly better, with an injured leg, but
It's just a little better in comparison.
His eyes narrowed, he pointed at Yan Ting and said in a gloomy voice: "Did you do these?"
"Yes." Yan Ting responded very briefly.
After receiving a positive answer, the young man in white shouted coldly: "Asshole, how dare you do such a cruel thing, do you know who they are?"
Yan Ting twisted his neck and said calmly: "It's just a bunch of wild dogs that can only bark. Why, they can hurt people for no reason even if they have some status. So what if they kill unruly wild dogs?"
"You... damn!" The young man in white stepped out, and suddenly a black roc several feet in size appeared behind him. The roc roared loudly, and rushed out together with the body of the young man in white, straight towards Yan Ting.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Yuan's mouth, this Cang Peng is stupid enough.
The Dapeng flew through the sky and swooped down from the sky. Yan Jili came to Yan Ting and gently pushed out with his palms. A powerful storm directly pushed the Dapeng back against the wind.
After Cang Peng landed, he took a few steps back and looked at Yan Jili in surprise.
"You bastard, people from your Imperial Academy can hurt my descendants of the Yan clan for no reason. Why can't you afford to lose now that you have lost the decisive battle?" Yan Jili said coldly and angrily.
"What kind of decisive battle? If you break their arms and hurt their lives, how can I stand up to them if I don't kill you!" Cang Peng roared.
Yan Ting said coldly: "Why, they are your fathers, how do you want to repay your kindness like this?"
"you……"
"The people from the Imperial College helped the city lord's palace hurt my children of the Yan tribe. I have settled this debt. The man named Qiu Yin hurt my sister. If I don't kill him, it will be unforgivable. Do you still have any questions?"
Yan Ting said expressionlessly.
Cang Peng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "This matter will not be settled like this."
"Wait a minute." Yan Ting shouted.
Cang Peng glanced at him, and Yan Ting took out a token, stretched out his hand and clasped it with five fingers. Cang Peng's eyes were cold, but there was a shocked expression on his face.
"This...this is...the Zhulu Order...are you an inner disciple of Zhulu Academy?"
"After you go back, tell these people's families that if anyone dares to come to the Yan clan for revenge privately, they must weigh their own wealth. Don't be like this idiot who lost all his foundation and got nothing but a miserable life.
End."
"Zhulu Academy does not participate in matters between the empires, but it does not mean that they will not protect the rights of the disciples in the inner academy. If you dare to touch my family, I will destroy you in an instant." Yan Ting was afraid of Cang Peng.
You won’t be scared to death after hearing it.
Cang Peng was silent. He glanced at Meng Yuan coldly, then put Qiu Yin's body into the space ring, then left the martial arts arena silently with the rest of the wounded.
Yan Ting is an inner disciple of Zhulu Academy. What else can he do? Compared with Zhulu Academy and Imperial Academy, the former is dozens of miles ahead of the latter.
After at least ten years of training in the Imperial Academy, there are very few people who can break through to the Yuandao realm, not one in a thousand. As for Zhulu Academy, there are more than one Yuandao realm graduates every year. Such a gap cannot be made up.
The status of a disciple of the inner courtyard of Zhulu is unknown, and its value is several levels higher than his status as a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Imperial Academy.
"Meng Yuan, it seems that your hope has been disappointed." Yan Ting held the deer chasing order between his two fingers and shook it in Meng Yuan's sight.
Meng Yuan's face was gloomy. Yan Ting turned out to be an inner disciple of Zhulu Academy. No wonder Yan Ting could crush everyone in the Imperial Academy with his sixth-level Tianyuan cultivation. In this way, wouldn't he be unable to touch Yan Ting?
"But..." Yan Ting said with a smile: "Don't worry, Zhulu Academy will not interfere in the affairs between us. If you can kill me, you are considered capable. How about you, do you want to give it a try?"