Chapter 102: Not Even Chickens and Dogs Were Left Behind

  "Jiǔ gōng huàn yǐng, shā!"

  Translation: "Nine Palaces Illusionary Shadow, Kill!"

  Yang Yi's nine figures suddenly charged forward, both hands transformed into giant hammers, and heavily smashed downwards.

  Rumble rumble rumble

  It's just like a grinding disc, using brute force to smash, with 99 drops of essence and nine Yang Qi, this power is unimaginable.

  Although there were more than a dozen people on the other side, even if all of them joined forces to resist, they still couldn't withstand it. Some people had been shaken so hard by the enormous force that they spat up blood, and some with weaker cultivation were even shaken to death.

  Xia's face turned iron-green, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, a gray light flashed, and immediately a circular disc flew towards Yang Yiren with a loud crash.

  "Oh? A high-quality magic artifact? You actually have something this good? Fine, I'll take this artifact!"

  Yang Yi suddenly became completely unscrupulous and reached out with one hand into thin air.

  "Hum"

  This grab caught that circular disc, no matter how hard the disc struggled, it couldn't escape and couldn't break Yang Yi's diamond body.

  Yang Yi's Diamond Body is indestructible and cannot be broken by any illegal treasures or shape-shifting masters.

  "A high-quality law enforcement equipment, silent in summer, you're very heartbroken, hehe!"

  Yang instantly wiped away Xia Wusheng's mark on the disk, and dripped his own blood onto it. This made Xia Wusheng so angry that he was fuming with rage, as if he could devour Yang Yi alive.

  Witnessing such a terrifying scene, those masters who originally had magic tools didn't dare to throw their own magic tools up anymore. Yang Yi, this pervert, was fundamentally not something that magic tools could deal with; using magic tools would only end up delivering them to Yang Yi.

  "Silent summer, you watch, I want your loved ones, one by one, to die in front of me!"

  Yang Yi's face turned ferocious, his figure flashed like a ray of light, and he directly plunged into the crowd, stretched out his hand to grab, and Xia Zihou was caught in his hand.

  "Whoosh"

  Yang Yi's speed was unmatched, and his Diamond Body was indestructible, leaving everyone at a loss for what to do with him.

  "Xia Wusheng, your three sons have already been killed by me. What about your eldest son? He dared to rob Liu Jing, so I won't let him die easily, haha! You're called Xia Zihou, a good name, but why are you so fond of women? Well, today I'll help you get rid of this root of trouble!"

  When Yang Yi spoke, Xia Wusheng was frightened and his face turned pale, like a pig's cry: "Ah... don't, please, don't..."

  "Hmph, too late!"

  Yang kicked him hard with one foot.

  Bang

  Everyone's heart was shocked, Xia Zi Hou fell down, and his body flowed out bright red blood. His face had turned pale with pain, but he still shouted like a pig being slaughtered: "Father save me, father save me..."

  Xia Wusheng watched as his five internal organs were scorched, and he let out a loud shout: "You beast! You beast! Stop...!"

  Yang Yi, however, didn't care about Xia Zihou and Xia Wusheng's roars and screams. With a slight exertion of force in his hand, Xia Zihou's arm was torn off, blood gushing out, shocking everyone who saw it.

  Such ruthless means made some masters in the crowd shiver with fear behind their backs.

  This is no longer a monk, but a demon head who does all kinds of evil, and even the demon head is not as cruel and ruthless as Yang Yi.

  Xiazi Hou was then abandoned by Yang Yi, who cut off his four limbs, and finally died a slow and painful death from bleeding. He also suffered unimaginable pain before dying.

  "Damn you, damn you, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

  Xia Wusheng had already gone somewhat mad, crazily displaying his martial skills.

  But it was no use, Yang Yi's eyes were icy cold, and his hand had already grasped a long sword, its body flashing with a terrifying aura.

  This is the aura of the Law Treasure, it's exactly the Star-Slaying Sword that the Upper Mystic Scatterperson gave to Yang Yi.

  "Alright, it's all over, Tian Shan Cave, be completely destroyed!"

  Yang Yi's fierce downward swing, everyone almost revealed despair, a huge sword tip of unknown length in the sky slashed down, even the mountain peaks were about to be split in two, the power of a mid-grade treasure was far beyond what these people could withstand.

  At the same time, a ray of light flew in from afar. Xia Wusheng's desperate eyes suddenly lit up with hope and he shouted loudly: "An brother, save me!"

  This figure is actually An Shidao, the shape-shifting elder.

  Yang Yi's face changed and he shouted: "Brother Liu, quickly take Liu Jing away!"

  Liu Yun also knew the current situation was tense and no longer hesitated, taking Liu Jing away with him.

  Yang Yi didn't care about the increasingly close light at all, and his face even revealed a hint of madness. He grasped the Star-Slaying Sword tightly and slashed down fiercely.

  "Hmph, I've said it before, no one can save you all. Today, above and below the Heavenly Mountain Cave, not a single chicken or dog will be left!"

  The Xingjian sword carried a huge sword tip and slashed down fiercely.

  Rumble

  The earth shook and the mountains trembled. The cave was originally built on this mountain peak, and the power of the medium-grade treasure was simply unimaginable. The mountain peak was split in half, and Xia Wusheng and a dozen or so other cave masters were all cut down by the sword energy, turned into a pile of minced meat, not one survived.

  But just at this moment, An Shidang also rushed over, his brow suddenly emitted a ray of light, and inside, a beast's roar was faintly presented.

  This is a gigantic monster, this monster is abnormally fierce, which is the true origin of the Qilin bloodline.

  Yang Yi didn't dare to resist, and instead wielded the Star-Slaying Sword with all his might, slashing downwards. His entire body transformed into a streak of light, not heading down the mountain, but rather flying towards the Heavenly Mountain Cave.

  The massive blood vessel of the Anshi Hall's true source fiercely slapped forward, shattering the sword light of the Star-Slaying Sword and revealing its terrifying power.

  An Shidao's face turned gloomy, gazing at the miserable scene around him, his anger made his whole body cold, and his entire being emitted endless killing intent. He muttered to himself: "Huálóng Palace, humph! When did Huálóng Palace dare to be so direct? Slaughtering over a dozen of our Tiānyán Gate's seventh-level and above cave masters... You're doomed, you little brat! No matter where you escape to, you will die!"

  Yang Yi knew the Tianyan Gate disciples, so naturally the Tianyan Gate disciples also recognized the Huolong Palace disciples. An Shetang was furious and turned into a beam of light, flying rapidly towards Yang Yi.

  All the way, An Shidang was even more furious in his heart. It turned out that Yang Yi was not escaping at all, but instead, Shangshan really killed everyone inside and outside the Tian Shan cave, truly achieving a clean sweep without leaving any chickens or dogs behind.

  "Whoosh"

  An Shetang finally caught up, and with a slap of Yang's hand, the last monk's head burst open.

  "Who are you? Having slaughtered everyone in the Tian Shan cave, there were still over a dozen cave masters left. I'll tell you, you're dead for sure! Even Huo Long Palace wouldn't dare to protect you!"

  An Shidao looked at Yang Yi with a cold gaze, he had never seen such a bold cultivator before, and he was also startled by the cultivation that Yang Yi displayed. Originally, he thought he could slaughter more than a dozen high-ranking cultivators above the seventh rank, among whom there were several Golden Elixir cultivators, who should have been at least in the Golden Elixir realm, but the aura displayed by Yang Yi was only at the sixth rank of Condensing Blood.

  Yang Yi said coldly, "So you're An Shi Tang? I'll tell you anyway, I, Yang Yi, have never been one to back down. Your younger brother, An Shi Ren, also died at my hands. If you want to kill me, then come on! Don't try to intimidate me with big talk, I, Yang Yi, was born without fear."

  An Shidao realized that Yang Yi was a person who could not be underestimated, and with such terrifying powers, he must be a genius disciple of Huilong Palace. If he were to be captured or killed, it might still be possible to mitigate the major impact of this incident.

  Of course, more importantly, the Star-Slaying Sword in Yang Yi's hand, others couldn't see it, but An Shetang could clearly feel the terrifying aura on it, that was a magic treasure, and it was even a mid-grade magic treasure, greed flashed out of his eyes instantly.