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Countless Disciple of Holy Mountain were dumbstruck as they looked at this calm and collected, miserable and strange scene. They never thought that Helian Qian, who was like a goddess in front of them, would actually be reduced to such a miserable state by a young girl.

In fact, even after the Great Clan Elder was casually sent flying by Ling Zhuyue, it had only been a few breaths of time since Beiming Lanyue and Helian Qian had started fighting.

Feng Qingyuan's expression was extremely ugly, his clothes were tattered, his hair was loose, and traces of blood could be seen on his forehead.

Feng Qingyuan waved his hand and a strong suction force pulled Helian Qian away from him, causing his to fly backwards.

At the same time, the Sword Qi in her hand slowed down a bit, and the overflowing Qi tornado directly flew towards her body. Fortunately, Feng Qingyuan had moved fast, the tornado had only brushed past her body, if it had been slower by a bit, she would have been engulfed by the tornado.

However, even so, Helian Qian's heart meridian was almost completely shattered, and blood continued to gush out. If there was no great opportunity, Helian Qian was afraid that she would become a cripple.

Feng Qingyuan coldly snorted, and said: "Your Beiming Clan will definitely pay the price for what happened today. Today, none of the four of you should even think of leaving."

"Eaves and Eaves"

A crisp sound of a bell ringing could be heard from the summit of the Holy Mountain. In an instant, the entire Holy Mountain started to boil.

"Eh?"

At this moment, deep within the forbidden area of the Sacred Mountain, a white-clothed man slowly opened his eyes. He had delicate features, and his long and narrow eyes seemed to be filled with a sense of frivolity, but if one looked carefully, one could see a trace of a cold and demonic aura from the depths of his eyes.

"He actually crushed the talisman. Interesting, could it be that there's someone in Caledonian dynasty who dares to pull feathers on a tiger?" The man's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly as she muttered with an indescribable feeling.

"After having been in closed-door training for so long, it's about time for me to go out and take a look. It's time for this Caledonian dynasty to get organized."

After saying this, his body flashed. When his figure appeared again, he had already appeared a couple of hundred feet away. In a few leaps, he had already disappeared.

"This is bad!"

A strong sense of unease surfaced in the bottom of their hearts. The former forgot about their surroundings, and said: "The Old Ancestor still hasn't come, and is afraid that he has his hands and feet tangled up in something. Why haven't those old bastards appeared yet?"

The two of them quickly looked at each other, a look of seriousness flashed past Ling Zhuyue's beautiful eyes, and she then said: "I will go and kill Feng Mian, finish him quickly."

"Mm, be careful!"

Although he clearly knew that his wife's strength was impressive, Bei Mingfeng couldn't help but exclaim. Bei Mingfeng understood that his entire family had been schemed against by the four old bastards, and he wondered how the Old Ancestor was.

"I'm fine." Ling Zhuyue gave the former a gentle smile, and then directly stepped into the air. The gentleness was no longer there, and what replaced it was a sharp killing intent.

Ling Zhuyue looked at Feng Qingyuan from afar, and said: "I did not intend to make an enemy out of your Sacred Mountain, but since your Sacred Mountain is going too far, directly saying that he wants to kill my daughter, if that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

With that, she extended her hand slowly, bent down slightly with five fingers, and tapped at Feng Mian, who immediately shot out.

The moment Feng Mian stepped on the air, he knew that the former was definitely coming for him. However, the enormous difference in blue bamboo field caused him to not even have the time to react before he was locked onto by Ling Zhuyue's aura.

Sensing the killing intent that was being emitted from Ling Zhuyue's body, Feng Mian's face was filled with terror. He could not care about face, and directly roared in fear, "Great Elder, save me!" His voice was already hoarse and shaky.

Feng Qingyuan's face was ashen, filled with hatred, but today, Ling Zhuyue was really slapping him hard in the face. Seeing Feng Mian being pulled out, he was helpless.

Although he was an expert at the peak of the Green Bamboo Realm and was just one step away from reaching the blue bamboo field, just this one step had already stalled him for more than ten years. If he did not have any great opportunities, it was still possible for him to stay at this realm for his entire life.

At the same time Ling Zhuyue's aura locked onto Feng Mian, Bei Mingfeng also quickly locked onto Beiming Lan Yue and BeiMing Chu, and said at the same time, "Yue'er, Chu Er, quickly retreat." There was a hint of anxiety in her voice.