Attacked from both sides, Wen Shaoyi's men fell one after another, basically like harvested straw.
Even so, they still formed a group and tried their best to protect the clan leader and the Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan Dynasties.
The Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan Dynasties had been holding it in for so many days, and it had already reached its peak. So many loyal disciples fell one after another, and he could no longer bear it.
Song Yuan's eyes flashed, and he actually burned the power of his soul to quickly increase his internal strength.
The powerful force was overwhelming and enveloped the entire Tiandu Palace. Everyone was so suppressed that they couldn't help but want to crawl to the ground, and they didn't dare to have a trace of resistance in their hearts.
This is the pressure that belongs to the sixth level peak powerhouse.
Everyone was shocked.
Especially Wen Shaoyi.
He had experienced the tragic scene of the Dark Supreme Elder burning his soul power once, and he knew this breath better than anyone else.
"No...Grandpa Song Yuan, no, stop..."
Wen Shaoyi shouted and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the people of Deputy Clan Sikong. He could only watch helplessly as Supreme Elder Song and Yuan burned all his soul power in order to return to his peak period.
Song Yuan yelled, "If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you all think I'm a sick cat? Sikong Xiao'er, Nalan Guisun, and Dongling Bastard, I will kill you two first today."
"boom……"
People who were close to the Supreme Elder of the Song and Yuan Dynasties were knocked away one after another. They were killed and injured. I don’t know how many innocent souls were added to the ground.
This aura was so powerful that even Gu Chunuan and Xiaolu were almost knocked away.
"The Supreme Elder of the Song and Yuan Dynasties has been eliminated." Gu Chunuan said.
When the power of the soul is burned, it proves that this person is not far from death and no longer poses any threat.
This is a good thing for them, as the Jade clan does not have to waste energy and manpower to deal with him.
Xiaolu hoped that Song Yuan would kill all the powerful men in Tiandu Palace before he died.
Song and Yuan attacked Sikong and others directly.
Sikong waved his hand and asked his elders and Nalan Lingruo's masters to step forward to block the Supreme Elder Song and Yuan.
His men stepped forward, but unfortunately there was a gap in strength. How could they be Song Yuan's opponents in such a rage?
But Nalan Lingruo's men did not step forward, but stood on both sides, looking at the battlefield coldly.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Elders from the Tianfen clan vomited blood and fell to the ground one after another.
The Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan Dynasty looked like he was going crazy with murder, his eyes were bloodthirsty and red, and he was muttering, "You helped little Sikong and killed your fellow disciples, even the young, old, women and children. You all deserve to die."
"No...Grandpa Song Yuan, stop it quickly."
Wen Shaoyi's hands were tied and he yelled at the top of his lungs.
He knew that every second he burned, his life force would be consumed for several years.
If he continues to burn like this, he won't even have a chance to be reincarnated, let alone live.
Song Yu is the grandson of the Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan Dynasties. Seeing his grandfather burning the power of his soul in front of his eyes, he felt equally uncomfortable, but all he could do was to fight a bloody path as much as possible, cooperate with Song Yuan, and combine the clan leader and the
Take the young patriarch out.
Deputy Clan Sikong pushed the people around him out one by one, "Go ahead, stop that old immortal."
If you go up there, you will die. How dare those elders go up there?
However, Deputy Clan Sikong's orders cannot be disobeyed. Once they disobey, they will either be killed or liquidated by him, so they can only bite the bullet.
"Nalan Lingruo, why don't any of your people come?" Deputy Clan Sikong felt a fire in his heart.
People who burn the power of their souls cannot last long.
As long as I hold him back, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him.
Nalan Lingruo said, "Nuo, isn't there a clan leader? The clan leader is at the seventh level. If the two of them attack at the same time, everyone will run to deal with Song Yuan. Who will 'protect' the clan leader?"
Si air knot.
The clan leader went crazy and is still unconscious, so there is nothing to worry about.
It's better to work together and take down Song Yuan, the old immortal.
He is also at the sixth level, but he has not reached the peak yet, and with Song Yuan's murderous intent, he is half as strong as before.
No matter how stupid he is, there is no way he can directly confront him.
"Puff puff puff..."
Piles after piles of people died.
Even though these people were all Sikong's subordinates, Wen Shaoyi still felt heartbroken.
After many days of continuous changes, Wen Shaoyi's crystal tears fell weakly, his warm eyes always looking at the Supreme Elder Song and Yuan who was killing everyone and uttering dirty words.
"Little Sikong, if you have the ability, go ahead and do it yourself. Do you think you can escape disaster by recruiting so many people to be your scapegoats? Damn you."
"Nalan Guisun, aren't you very arrogant? How can you act like a coward?"
"Dongli bastard, you are so scumbag that you are not even a pearl. You are like rotten shit in a latrine, stinky and disgusting."
Nalan Lingruo didn't care and looked at the battlefield coldly.
Si Qiu's face turned pale.
The Supreme Elder of Dongling couldn't bear it any longer and struck directly with a thunderbolt palm.
After all, he is also a supreme elder, but he was scolded by Song and Yuan in public like a pig or a dog. If he doesn't become a superior, how will he be able to hold his head high in the clan in the future?
The battle between the two supreme elders was even more shocking. Pieces of rubble were thrown up, and explosions and the sounds of the two scolding each other could be heard from time to time in the Tiandu Palace.
Because Song Yuan was killing everyone in anger while clearing the battlefield for Song Yu and others from time to time. In addition, Nalan Lingruo, who had always been cruel and murderous, actually became a hands-off shopkeeper at this time, so Song Yu and others could breathe a sigh of relief.
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He asked his men to take the unconscious clan leader away first, while he rushed to Wen Shaoyi's side, wanting to take Wen Shaoyi away with him.
How could Sikong let Wen Shaoyi go?
He committed suicide himself.
Wen Shaoyi pushed Song Yu's hand away and said in a loud voice, "Let's go, take my dad out of here first."
"Young patriarch..."
"Walk……"
Sikong's target is him.
Coupled with the fact that Wen Shaoyi had the conditions to check and balance Sikong, Song and Yuan could not hold out for much longer.
Song Yu could only grit her teeth once again and give up rescuing Wen Shaoyi, leaving behind the people who escorted the clan leader.
Nalan Lingruo, who was originally sitting on the well watching, sent people to stop them and kill them without mercy.
Wen Shaoyi said angrily, "Deputy leader, I give you one last warning, stop immediately, or I will have people destroy the Tianfen Clan immediately."
"Nalan Lingruo, did you hear that? Stop it quickly."
They will win this battle sooner or later, so why rush it.
Nalan Lingruo said, "Deputy Clan Chief, Wen Shaoyi wants to be the Clan Chief. How could he be willing to destroy the entire Tianfen Clan?"
Nalan Lingruo's implication was that Wen Shaoyi was deeply attached to the Tianfen Clan, and one of them was his father. It was impossible for him to destroy the Tianfen Clan, it was just a threat.
"What if he's really ruined?"
"Don't I, Nalan Lingruo, want to die? Don't the tens of thousands of disciples I brought also want to live? Deputy Chief, we Dan Huigu will do our best to help you. I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. It's really disappointing.
I'm heartbroken."
"If you want me to stop, you can, but we, Dan Huigu, will no longer participate in the civil strife of the Tianfen tribe."