"All ten elders of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan have arrived. This is their entire fortune! My God, are they really planning to wipe out the Wang Family Martial Arts School?"
Among the crowd, someone spoke with a shocked expression.
At this moment, Wang Tianquan's face was extremely gloomy, almost dripping with water.
It seems that the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan has mobilized its entire resources this time, determined to destroy the Wang Family Martial Arts School.
The Wang Family Martial Arts School and the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan have a long-standing feud. Originally, the Wang Family Martial Arts School had always suppressed the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, beating them so badly that they had no chance to fight back. However, as the Wang Family Martial Arts School declined, this situation gradually reversed.
However, if the Crimson Spirit Sect were to lend a helping hand, then Mo Yuntian's sinister intentions would be in vain.
But when his gaze fell on the training platform, Zhao Jing was nowhere to be seen.
He turned around abruptly, looked at Wang Qing'er, and asked, "What about Zhao Jing?"
Wang Qing'er shook her head. "I don't know."
Wang Tianquan panicked completely.
But at this moment, he could only force himself to calm down, and looked at Mo Yuntian with a livid face, saying, "Mo Yuntian, do you really want to destroy my Wang Family Martial Arts School?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm asking," Mo Yuntian sneered.
Wang Tianquan said, "Don't underestimate my Wang Family Martial Arts School just because it's declined now. It's not something to be trifled with. You'll have to see if you have the ability to pull teeth out of a tiger's mouth."
"Where are the Imperial Guards?!"
As he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and the ground trembled violently. Then, a group of people wearing golden armor suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The golden armor reflected a cold, curved line.
It has a strong deterrent effect.
This is Wang Tianquan's last territory. The powerful Golden Guards are the result of the hard work of countless generations of masters. In terms of strength alone, with their numerical advantage and well-trained personnel, they can withstand even Saint-level martial artists. They are undeniably strong.
Without the foundation laid by one or two sages, how could the Wang Family Martial Arts School have established itself in the Great Wilderness City?
There were about a hundred strong men in golden armor standing there. The powerful spiritual energy they exuded was so strong that even Mo Yuntian felt a sense of threat from them.
"This is your last trump card, isn't it?" Mo Tianyun said coldly. "If that's all you have, then your Wang Family Martial Arts School can just wait to be destroyed. Hundreds of years of grudges will finally come to an end today."
"Wishful thinking. The Golden Guard is the culmination of the efforts of successive masters. Even if I were to wield the Rebirth Blade, I would be at a disadvantage in at most three moves," Wang Tianquan said coldly.
The voice sounded very confident.
At this moment, he lowered his head and said to Wang Qing'er, "When the fight breaks out, you should run away as fast as you can, the farther the better."
“Father…” Wang Qing’er’s tears flowed down her cheeks in an instant.
She knew that her father was entrusting her with this responsibility, and that she might not survive this ordeal.
“I’m not leaving, Dad. I want to stay with you. I’m also a member of the Wang Family Martial Arts School.”
His voice sounded choked with emotion at this moment.
"Silly girl, as long as you are alive, the bloodline of my Wang family will never be broken. Our future rise depends entirely on you," Wang Tianquan comforted her.
Even he didn't believe the claim that he could make a comeback.
"Let's do it."
Mo Yuntian stopped wasting words and then gave the cold order.
He immediately stretched out his palm, and in the void, an overwhelming number of skulls gathered, densely packed like clouds, a sight that filled people with terror.
The palm suddenly pressed down.
Instantly, the densely packed white skulls slowly formed a giant white skull, carrying a chilling and terrifying aura, and slammed down towards the location of the Golden Guards.
Wang Tianquan reacted quickly; a golden token appeared in his palm with three characters on it: Golden Guard.
This is the token for controlling the Golden Guards. It needs to be dripped with blood to bind it to its owner before it can be used.
He gripped the token, and golden spiritual light surged in his hand. Then he roared, "Golden Guards, attack!"
As the roar resounded through the heavens and earth, the hundred powerful golden-armored warriors stepped forward, letting out a roar as fierce as a lion.
"kill!"
Boom
One hundred powerful golden-armored warriors actually condensed a battle intent that seemed almost tangible.
Bang
The two collided heavily.
The sounds of clashing swords filled the air. In that instant, it felt as if I were on a battlefield, surrounded by countless warriors locked in hand-to-hand combat, their intense fighting spirit and unwavering belief in victory palpable.
Instantly, the seemingly tangible fighting spirit rippled violently across its surface, like a pebble thrown into calm water.
With a deafening roar, the enormous skull shattered into countless smaller skulls, utterly obliterated by the overwhelming fighting spirit.
Mo Yuntian's expression changed slightly as he watched this scene. Clearly, the strength of the Golden Guards was beyond his imagination.
However, he had anticipated this, so it wasn't too surprising.
A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and his face was filled with ferocity.
"All of you, take action! Annihilate this Imperial Guard and utterly destroy his hopes."
At his command, the elders behind him immediately took a step into the air, unleashing a powerful surge of spiritual energy that was truly capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Those in the audience who witnessed this scene all changed their expressions and gasped.
It is truly terrifying.
The dozen or so elders worked together to form a giant white skull.
It almost completely covered half of the sky.
The power unleashed by the powerful spiritual energy was so chilling that it slightly froze the world around it, and the flow of spiritual energy slowed down.
The bright sunshine suddenly turned cold, and a cool breeze swept by, sending chills through the air.
Everyone present couldn't help but shiver.
So powerful, its strength has increased infinitely from that of a saint, growing exponentially, and is now approaching the power of a saint-king.
At this moment, Wang Tianquan finally began to panic.
Sure enough, the next moment, the attack from the white skull was far more powerful than before.
With a deafening roar, the condensed fighting spirit collided violently with the white skull.
Splash splash
That fighting spirit was instantly extinguished.
Wang Tianquan's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could react, the white skull's jawbone moved, unleashing an immense suction force. In the next instant, the hundred Golden Guards were sent flying backward, carried by the powerful suction into the skull's airspace.
Suddenly, a bright white light shone, and after the light dimmed, Wang Tianquan realized that he had lost contact with the Golden Guards, and a look of horror instantly appeared on his face.
"It's over..."
He gasped.
Seeing this, Mo Yuntian laughed loudly, "Wang Tianquan, your time is up, prepare to die."
Without the Jinwu Guard's restraints, Mo Yuntian's figure appeared suddenly in front of Wang Tianquan like a ghost, and then he unleashed a powerful palm strike.
The latter was still in a state of extreme shock and did not react in time, taking the blow head-on.
A dark palm print appeared on his chest.
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