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Zhao Hu looked at Zhang Wenchang with extreme anger, but he himself clearly understood this in his heart. This time, it was likely that he would not be able to escape. If he did not have absolute confidence, it would be impossible for this old fox Zhang Wenchang to make a move against Zhao Family.

The overall strength of the Zhao Family was similar to the strength of the Zhang Family, but since this group of people had shouted out the name of the Asura Sect, it was no exception. If there were outsiders involved, the result would be obvious!

Miserable screams continuously rang out beside Zhao Hu's ears. At this time, even he himself was unable to protect himself! He and Zhang Wencheng were both at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but in the Cultivation Method, the Tiger's Roar Fist was only at the peak of the Mortal Realm, while the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve was at the low rank of the Earth Realm!

In addition to the two of them having completely different attitudes, the more Zhao Hu fought, the more agitated he became! Slowly, he was at a disadvantage and was only barely holding on!

Several elders of the Zhao Family were also fighting with all their might. However, other than Great Elder Zhao Longfei who was at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, the other strongest were only at the Quintuple Stage of Qi Condensation!

Zhao Longfei had just killed a man in black, and he was feeling extremely anxious! Who knew where these black clothed people came from, they were all Qi Condensation Stage experts!

Zhang Yong and Yang Jin were both Transformational Stage experts. Zhang Yong also had another identity, and that was someone from the Falling Moon Empire. Banyan City were the last branch of them all.

Yang Jin sneered from the side: "Your Zhang Family is truly useless, you have already fought for so long. You actually haven't taken him down yet. I wonder if Elder Cheng will be unhappy when he comes back later? "

Zhang Yong also felt embarrassed and snorted coldly as his body swayed. He had already arrived in the courtyard and was walking towards Zhao Longfei, who was slaughtering everyone around him.

Zhao Longfei suddenly felt a sense of danger and saw a man in black walking towards him. Although the black clothed man's walking speed was not fast, every step he took felt like he was stepping on his own chest. This feeling was extremely difficult to bear!

Zhao Longfei suddenly gave a long roar and used the move that he was most proud of, the "Mountain Piercing Drill", with a wave of his hand. The steel spear turned into a bolt of lightning, fiercely thrusting towards the man in black.

Zhang Yong's face revealed a contemptuous smile as he casually extended a finger. The entire scene quieted down. Zhao Longfei watched in disbelief as Zhang Yong blocked a single attack with a finger.

Zhang Yong seemed to have done something insignificant as his finger lightly flicked. The steel spear quickly started to rotate. Zhao Longfei felt a sharp pain in his hands and immediately let go of the spear.

The steel spear flew back and pierced through Zhao Longfei's body. It carried him into the air and nailed him to the wall. Zhao Longfei's gaze had already started to dissipate as he lowered his head heavily.

Zhang Yong was like an ant that had been squashed to death as he casually continued to walk towards the inner courtyard. No one was able to approach him, and thus was directly killed by his wind.

Zhao Hu and Zhang Wenchang had already been fighting for a long time, and out of the corner of their eyes, they saw Zhang Yong walk in. Zhang Yong's face was full of impatience as he said: "This is really disappointing, to actually want to fight for such a long time!"

Zhang Wenchang also had a face full of anxiety, he never thought that Zhao Hu would also normally hide his strength! He was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation just like himself!

Zhang Yong told Zhang Wenchang to retreat to the side, and casually pointed at Zhao Hu. This finger strike soundlessly pierced through the air, and Zhao Hu felt a sharp pain in his chest. Lowering his head to take a look, a hole had appeared in his chest.

Zhao Hu felt like a fish out of water. He opened his mouth wide but could not get a breath of air out. He looked at Zhang Yong in shock, and said in disbelief: "Transformational Stage."

Zhao Hu fell down on his back, his heart was filled with unwillingness! Zhao Family should have risen up, but now it was facing destruction. I hope that my two sons can take revenge in the future and revive the Zhao Family!

After Zhao Hu and Zhao Longfei died, the whole battle was about to come to an end. All that was left was a one-sided massacre, and the flames and the blood had become the main theme!

Wang Jingxiang stood on top of the roof and looked at the Zhao Family. He saw a figure jumping in the distance, Li Yunsong appeared beside him!

Wang Jingxiang let out a long sigh and said, "I really didn't expect the world to change so much. It is now impossible to escape from such a calamity. I'm afraid they have already become history. "

Li Yunsong nodded and said, "I really didn't expect them to be so ruthless. Looks like a large sect must be participating in this! "In their eyes, we're just a bunch of ants. Even if they had ten thousand tricks up their sleeves, as long as they reached out their hand, we'd be annihilated!"

At this time, Wang Jingxiang's expression also became gloomy. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Do you really think that it was Asura Sect that made it?"

Li Yunsong gently shook his head and said, "Is it very important who did it? It's just an excuse, but Zhao Family is not without a chance to make a comeback. "

Wang Jingxiang knew that Li Yunsong was referring to Zhao Zhenlin who was far away from the Profound Sky Sword Sect, but he did not agree with him in his heart! It was obvious that he didn't think he could contend against a large sect just by himself.

In both of their subconscious minds, they had automatically ignored Zhao Yiming! They did not believe that Zhao Yiming could escape with his life in this situation.

The massacre was coming to an end, and the yard was littered with bodies. The men in black were in the process of making up the situation. They did not wish for anyone to stay alive.

Zhang Yong and Yang Jin were standing in the courtyard, and Yang Jin was extremely disgusted by the smell of blood in the air. Zhang Wenchang had rushed over, his face was filled with fear!

Zhang Yong frowned and said: "You are the head of the family after all, it is not proper for you to be in such a hurry! If there's anything you want to say, just say it! "

Zhang Wenchang said with a face full of fear: "Something happened to Elder Cheng, we found Elder Cheng's body in a yard."

Both of Yang Jin's eyes suddenly popped out, and Zhang Wenchang's vision blurred. Yang Jin had already appeared in front of him, and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck.

Yang Jin bellowed: What are you saying? Say what you just said again? "

Zhang Wenchang felt that death was so close to him, so he swallowed his saliva. With a trembling voice, he said, "We found Elder Cheng's body in a courtyard!"

Yang Jin's face was filled with disbelief as he threw Zhang Wenchang onto the ground, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and bring us to take a look, how could this happen!"

The three of them quickly arrived at Zhao Yiming's courtyard, where Cheng Zhenxiang was crawling on the ground. His lower body was bloodstained, and those who saw it were shocked to the core. Yang Jin went forward and turned his body over, only to see that his face was filled with unwillingness.