"Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"
Liang Meng walked past Wu Ma and came to the three people. He stretched out his hand to stop them and asked the same question again.
"The Yang clan is here."
The three men were suddenly stopped, and all of them frowned and looked at Liang Meng fiercely.
However, everyone knew that Liang Meng was a guest at the mansion. Although they were unhappy that Liang Meng stopped them, at least he didn't act too rudely.
The dark and burly man in the middle with bare arms winked at the other two, and after they strode away, he began to answer Liang Meng's question.
"The Yang Clan? What are they doing here?"
"The Yang Clan has always been brutal. This time, they must have used these unfounded allegations to take revenge on us. But this time, the Yang Clan was truly despicable and hateful. They took advantage of the Clan Leader and Young Master being away and burned and killed our people along the way."
The man spoke angrily in a rough voice, his big, bright eyes constantly looking forward.
Listening carefully, the sounds of angry fighting were getting closer and closer, and becoming more and more shrill.
The man didn't care who Liang Meng was. He swung Liang Meng aside with his palm-leaf fan-like hand and disappeared around the corner in an instant.
"irises and orchids......"
Such a big fuss, could it be that Zhilan and Qi Zhen’s affair has been discovered?
Thinking of Zhilan, Liang Meng immediately felt uneasy and ran out of the house.
Following the servants of the Qi Mansion in front, they ran all the way to an open grassland a few miles away from the Qi Mansion where only a few families of the Qi clan lived.
When Liang Meng arrived, the two sides were already fighting.
It was completely different from the fight Liang Meng had seen last time, where both sides gave each other room to maneuver.
This time... this is no longer called a fight, it's simply an act of genocide.
The few houses that remained had already been engulfed in flames.
The flames that shot up into the sky quickly spread to the surrounding areas of the house, carrying the power to destroy everything.
The fragrant green grass was stained with blood, and severely twisted corpses lay next to each other, some even without their heads.
Liang Meng was stunned by the bloody scene before her.
The killings that I had only seen on TV were now happening right before my eyes.
She could even clearly feel the sticky smell of the fishy blood running from the soles of her feet all the way into her heart.
Liang Meng's stomach was churning and she couldn't hold it back. She bent over and retched.
Liang Meng felt that his consciousness and body had been completely separated. He could hear and see but was completely unable to move.
Suddenly, a huge tornado roared towards this side.
The wind was spinning terrifyingly between heaven and earth, like a giant gray gyroscope that could sweep everyone into it and destroy them.
Wherever the tornado passed, everyone fighting was sucked in and kept turning over and over.
For a time, the land was filled with grief and devastation.
Then Liang Meng saw Yang Qian standing at the front of the Yang clan.
His broad palms were raised to his chest and crossed in a cross shape, and a contemptuous and cold smile hung on the corners of his lips.
The scarlet eyes were filled with coldness and murderousness as they stared at the people swept up by the strong wind, mocking their dying struggles like a demon from hell.
Then he opened his thin lips and slowly recited a spell, and then, blood and flesh fell from the sky and flew everywhere.
Yang Qian had gone mad and didn't care at all that there were many of his clansmen among those swept away by the strong wind.
Liang Meng was forced to collapse and scream by the cruel scene in front of him.
She could even clearly feel the blood and flesh spraying onto her face. The bloody odor lingered in her nose, making her nauseous.
Fear and shock finally brought him back to consciousness.
She opened her arms, placed two fingers on her forehead, and chanted a spell to activate the Chixuan Sword Seal.
Slowly, Liang Meng's feet lifted off the ground and his body faced the roaring wind that continued to devour lives.
Liang Meng's loose gray robe rustled in the approaching wind.
She was alone in mid-air, her cold and sharp eyes half-closed by the wind.
His hands swung rapidly as he chanted a spell, and then his arms suddenly slapped forward, his palms facing the strong wind. A dazzling white light shot from Liang Meng's palms straight to the rotating tornado not far away.
Bang!!
The white light and the gray dragon collided violently, causing the earth to tremble.
After fighting for a long time, beads of sweat appeared on Liang Meng's forehead. He clenched his back teeth tightly to fight against the tornado.
Fortunately, the strong wind was finally unable to withstand it and was split in the middle by the white light. Then it disappeared in an instant like a collapsed building.
On the other side, Yang Qian, who was still controlling spiritual power with his hands, was also injured as the strong wind dissipated. He staggered back two steps in embarrassment and finally fell to the ground.
Blood surged through his body, shaking his internal organs. Yang Qian clutched his chest with his hands, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with pain.
Finally, he couldn't suppress the rising blood and energy. Yang Qian bent over and coughed violently, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
Using his other hand to support himself on the ground, Yang Qian slowly stood up, his chin trembling noticeably with extreme anger.
The hand pressed against his chest swiped away from his lips, roughly wiping away the blood from his mouth. His eyes glared fiercely at Liang Meng, who had already fallen to the ground.
The anger in his eyes made them red, and he wished he could burn Liang Meng to ashes.
The fighting between the two sides continues, and casualties continue.
But Yang Qian had completely blocked out everything, staring at Liang Meng with his blood-red, ferocious eyes without blinking.
The muscles in his cheeks were constantly tense due to the constant rubbing and biting of his teeth.
She bullied him! Humiliated him! New hatred and old grudges, he must kill her!
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