Chapter 325: The ancestor of the Leng family, die!
"What?!"
Leng Cangsong's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes shot towards Leng Wuhen like a knife, "What did you say? Wu Tian, he's dead too?"
Leng Wuhen was frightened by Leng Cangsong's eyes and trembled all over, but when he thought of Leng Wutian's tragic death, he bravely shouted:
"Ancestor, Huo Qinghuang, she started killing people as soon as she broke into the old house. The head of the family was no match for her at all. She hit him in the chest with an axe and cut off his head on the spot. The first elder was also killed by her!"
Leng Cangsong's body swayed and he almost lost his balance.
He had been in seclusion for many years and thought that the Leng family had a solid foundation under his protection, but he did not expect that they would suffer such a disaster now.
Even Wutan was killed!
The anger in his heart was like a surging tide, instantly drowning his rationality.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to kill the head of the Leng family, you will never leave alive today!"
Leng Cangsong was furious, his spiritual energy was surging wildly, and the entire Leng family's old house was trembling under his pressure.
Huo Qinghuang, however, remained calm, even with a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "So what if I kill him? People from your Leng family are nothing more than this."
"Arrogant!" Leng Cangsong laughed in anger, "If I don't let you die here today, I, Leng Cangsong, will not be a human being!"
Before he finished speaking, the spiritual energy around him surged wildly like boiling magma.
Leng Cangsong quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A huge sphere of spiritual power slowly took shape in his hands. A strange light flickered on the surface of the sphere, and electric arcs kept jumping.
The power contained in this sphere is several times more terrifying than the previous palm print. Wherever it goes, ripples appear in the space, as if it will be torn apart at any time.
"Interesting, it seems like you, old man, are finally willing to show off your real skills!"
Huo Qinghuang licked his lips, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
The power in her body suddenly began to run wildly, and a faint golden light appeared around her.
The Mountain-Trapping Axe trembled slightly, as if it was eager to collide with this force.
Leng Cangsong shouted loudly and threw the spiritual power ball towards Huo Qinghuang.
The sphere was like a high-speed flying meteorite, with overwhelming force, and it instantly arrived in front of Huo Qinghuang.
Huo Qinghuang planted his feet firmly on the ground, and swung the Mountain-Trapping Axe with his backhand. A huge golden axe blade slashed towards the spiritual power sphere.
"boom!"
The energy generated by this collision was even more terrifying than before.
After a loud bang, the entire area where the Leng family's old house was located was shrouded in dazzling light, and the powerful shock wave swept in all directions like a tsunami.
The surrounding buildings were razed to the ground in an instant, and bottomless gullies appeared on the ground.
The light gradually dissipated, and only Huo Qinghuang was seen standing facing the wind, his clothes slightly disheveled, his Mountain Axe stuck on the ground, a streak of blood slowly sliding down from the axe blade and sinking into the ground.
Looking at Leng Cangsong again, his face was as pale as paper, his hair was messy, blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his robe was torn in many places. It was obvious that he was seriously injured in this collision.
Leng Wuhen and Leng Wufeng were hiding in the distance and were knocked to the ground by this powerful force, covered in dust.
They looked at the battlefield after the light faded away, their hearts filled with fear.
"Ancestor, will everything be okay?" Leng Wufeng said in a trembling voice.
Leng Wuhen did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and he prayed silently in his heart that Leng Cangsong could defeat Huo Qinghuang.
However, the reality is cruel.
“Snap!”
With a slight sound, Leng Cangsong's left arm suddenly broke and fell to the ground, splashing up dust.
"Ancestor!"
Leng Wufeng was horrified and wanted to rush over desperately, but was grabbed by Leng Wuhen.
"Are you crazy? If you go there now, you will just die in vain!"
Leng Wufeng struggled a few times but couldn't break free from Leng Wuhen's hand. He could only watch Leng Cangsong with red eyes and a heart full of despair and unwillingness.
There was no mercy in Huo Qinghuang's eyes. Holding the Mountain-Trapping Axe, she walked towards Leng Cangsong step by step. The ground shook slightly with every step.
"Leng Cangsong, today is the day you die, and the Leng family will become history today."
Her voice was icy cold, as if it came from the Netherworld.
Leng Cangsong looked at Huo Qinghuang who was approaching step by step, his heart full of regret.
He never thought that he, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, would be defeated by an unknown junior.
"Why are you here? Why do you want to kill my Leng family?"
He asked with difficulty, gritting his teeth.
Huo Qinghuang looked at him disdainfully, as if he was looking at an ant.
"The Leng family has repeatedly attacked my Huo family, closed my live broadcast room, constantly slandered me, and colluded with the Song family to try to acquire my Huo Group. Have you ever thought about the consequences of these? Now, you are just reaping the consequences of your own actions."
As she spoke, her figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment she appeared in front of Leng Cangsong.
The Mountain Axe chopped down with fierce murderous intent.
Leng Cangsong was horrified and could only barely condense a spiritual power shield to resist in a hurry.
However, the shield was as fragile as paper in front of the Mountain-Trapping Axe and was shattered in an instant.
"No!"
Leng Cangsong let out a desperate roar.
The next moment, his body was split in two by the axe light, and blood spurted out.
The ancestor of the Leng family, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, died!
Huo Qinghuang put away the Mountain-Trapping Axe and glanced around coldly.
The old house of the Leng family was already in ruins. The surviving guards of the Leng family were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Leng Wuhen and Leng Wufeng stood there in a daze, as if they had lost all their life.
They looked at the tragic scene of Leng Cangsong being beheaded, and the fear in their hearts reached its peak, as if the world collapsed in an instant.
"No! Impossible! How could the ancestor die..."
Leng Wufeng murmured to himself, as if he could not accept this fact.
Leng Wuhen's face was pale and his eyes were full of regret.
He knew that the Leng family was finished, completely finished.
Huo Qinghuang glanced at them coldly, her voice as chilling as ice: "The Leng family no longer exists from today on."
Before she finished her words, she swung the Mountain-Trapping Axe in her hand violently, and a golden axe blade instantly slashed across Leng Wuhen and Leng Wufeng's bodies.
The two men didn't even have time to scream before they were cut in half in an instant, blood spurting out.
The old house of the Leng family was completely reduced to ruins.
Huo Qinghuang put away the Mountain-Trapping Axe, glanced around coldly, then disappeared into the night in a flash.
Soon after, screams were heard from the darkness, and it took a long time for the screams to subside.
As the night wind blew, the ruins of the Leng family's old house were left with only bloodstains and broken corpses, heralding the earth-shaking battle that had just taken place.
In the darkness, figures began to appear from all directions and rushed towards the Leng family's old house.
The shrill sound of sirens suddenly rang, and a number of police cars appeared not far from the Leng family's old house.
Obviously, the police had arrived a long time ago, but for some unknown reason, they all remained inactive.
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