Even if all the ancient clans were wiped out, it wouldn't be enough to atone for their lives.

Mi Chuan's eyes widened in confusion as he said:

Even if she wants to kill Wei Qianqiu, there is no need to cooperate with the Ancient Clan!

I feel that the Ancient Clan is a much bigger threat than Wei Qianqiu.

If Wei Qianqiu is defeated this time, it will be even harder to wipe out the Ancient Clan in the future.

That girl Su Yan has a daughter now, she probably wouldn't do something like that, right?

Feng Tengyun looked toward the west at the dozens of Ancient Clan Martial Saints who were rapidly approaching.

Then he looked at Wei Qianqiu, who was currently being forced to retreat again and again by over a hundred Martial Saints.

He said to Mi Chuan:

It is time for us to make our move too!

Mi Chuan hurriedly said:

Before the battle starts, can you tell me the method to achieve immortality?

In case you die, who else am I supposed to ask?

Feng Tengyun stared into Mi Chuan's eyes and bluntly exposed him:

If I tell you, you will immediately run away.

Mi Chuan looked indignant as he said:

Am I that kind of untrustworthy person in your heart?

Feng Tengyun answered decisively:

Yes!

Mi Chuan rolled his eyes and cursed:

Damn it!

Feng Tengyun pointed at the ruined Wei Family Center Building and said to Mi Chuan:

Cut this building in half, but do not destroy it completely!

Mi Chuan looked at the old and young of the Ancient Clan who were constantly fleeing out and could not help but say:

Are you crazy! There are still a lot of Ancient Clan kids in there!

If I attack them, the Ancient Clan will probably give up on Wei Qianqiu immediately and all come after me!

You surnamed Feng! I seriously suspect you are trying to set me up!

The Ancient Clan members who had been living in the Wei Family Center Building were now frantically fleeing the building.

However, due to the power outage, the elevators could no longer be used.

Coupled with the previous battle, the damage to the building was now extremely severe.

All the glass curtain walls were shattered, revealing the miserable scene inside the building.

There were also continuous wails ringing out.

Ninety percent of the Ancient Clan members inside the building were injured by the aftermath of the great battle.

Those martial arts masters could barely take care of themselves at this moment.

But the old and weak were knocked unconscious on the spot by the shockwaves of the battle.

Some even died right then and there.

The lightly injured martial arts masters of the Ancient Clan were currently carefully carrying the injured clansmen out of the building.

Wei Qianqiu's sudden attack today.

Had completely stunned the entire Ancient Clan.

They never expected such a thing to happen.

For a time, everyone was somewhat panicked and at a loss.

While saving their injured clansmen, they watched the great battle in the distance.

They still could not understand how the Ancient Clan had fallen to such a state.

They clearly remembered that when they first came out of the Kunlun Mountains, everyone bowed down in submission.

Even the Martial Saints of the outside world fled the Holy Capital like stray dogs with their tails between their legs.

For more than nine whole years.

When these outsiders saw their Ancient Clan, they all acted like obedient grandsons, not daring to disobey them in the slightest.

Now, contrasting this with the miserable scene before their eyes.

The corpses of their clansmen were everywhere.

There were heavily injured and disabled clansmen everywhere.

The Ancient Clan, which did not have a large population to begin with, had already suffered over half casualties.

Those elders who were the pillars of the Ancient Clan were constantly falling.

The huge contrast made it impossible and difficult for them to accept.

Gu Yang knelt on the ground.

Looking at the corpses of his clansmen around him, and those eyes that died with remaining grievances.

For over three hundred years.

For the first time, he cried out loud, disregarding his image.

Crying like a three-year-old child.

It is all my fault, it is all my fault!

It is all because of my incompetence as the clan leader, watching the young people continuously degenerate.

It is all because I listened to the slander of villains, causing the Ancient Clan's power to be scattered and fall victim to treacherous hands.

Gu Yang, with old tears streaming down his face, pounded the ground in despair.

His bloody and mangled right fist continuously splattered blood.

However, the physical pain could hardly alleviate his despair and grief.

His heavily injured body had already caused him to completely lose his combat ability.

At this moment, he felt like he was the greatest sinner of the clan.

The ending of the Ancient Clan is not entirely your fault.

From the moment you came out of the mountains with such a high profile, wanting to ride above everything else, this final miserable ending was destined.

Feng Tengyun walked over slowly with Mi Chuan.

Gu Yang slowly turned his head.

When he saw Feng Tengyun's calm and unruffled face.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

Completely ignoring his heavily injured body, he staggered to his feet and rushed toward Feng Tengyun.

You despicable and shameless villain, it is all because of you that the Ancient Clan has been reduced to this.

I am going to kill you!

He tried to forcibly raise his vital energy and blood to circulate his cultivation method.

However, his vision went black, his body grew weak, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Mi Chuan was so frightened that he hurriedly drew his Tai'e Divine Sword.

Feng Tengyun hurriedly reached out to block Mi Chuan.

He is still useful right now.

The clan leader of the Ancient Clan will be a very good hostage to keep us alive.

Feng Tengyun directly grabbed Gu Yang by the neck.

At the same time, he circulated his energy-dissipating technique, crippling Gu Yang's cultivation.

Hearing that they were going to use Gu Yang as a hostage, Mi Chuan's eyes immediately lit up.

He felt that his life had gained another layer of security.

Old Feng, you really are the most sinister one.

Bah!

I mean, you really are one step ahead.

Mi Chuan was terrified of being held a grudge against by this old guy, who might scheme against him again someday.

At this moment.

Those Ancient Clan martial arts masters who were saving their clansmen also spotted Mi Chuan and Feng Tengyun.

Seeing that they were holding the clan leader and walking over slowly.

Dozens of people with minor injuries immediately rushed over.

Feng Tengyun, put our clan leader down right now!

Daring to offend our Ancient Clan, do you have a death wish!

When all the Martial Saints of our clan return, we will definitely bathe you damn outsiders in blood!

Feng Tengyun watched coldly the whole time.

Mi Chuan got angry the moment he saw the Ancient Clan members.

He immediately cursed loudly:

Shit! You tricked me about immortality back then!

And the result was only living for a few hundred years!

I will settle Zhang Bowen's score on your heads today!

A tall, golden martial phantom appeared above Mi Chuan's head.

Its appearance was identical to Mi Chuan.

Except that the sword in its hand was a giant golden sword.

Vajra Demon-Subduing Sword!

Mi Chuan directly slashed out with his sword.

Those heavily injured Ancient Clan members had almost no room to fight back against a Martial Saint in his prime state.

The dying Gu Yang.

Looked on in despair as dozens of his clansmen died tragically right before his eyes.

However, at this moment, he did not even have the strength to lift his hand.

Then he heard Feng Tengyun say emotionlessly:

Cut the building in half!

Then evacuate immediately!

With terrified eyes, Gu Yang watched Mi Chuan rush toward the Wei Group's Center Building.

He instantly understood what these two were trying to do.

His trembling pupils clearly displayed his terror at this moment.

No!

In the end, Gu Yang could only utter this hoarse word.

Feng Tengyun glanced at Gu Yang and said indifferently:

Do you know how many Great Xia people the Ancient Clan has killed over the years?

Actually, I do not know the exact number either.

But I do know that even if all two thousand-plus members of the Ancient Clan died, it would not be enough to pay for those lives.

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