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"Meng Yang, on the account that your cultivation was not easy to achieve and you are also a talented person, this way, you will not only have to rely on Cultivation Realm, but you will also have to face it head on when you go to Immortal Realm in the future."

"Heh heh, surrender to you? You think I'm stupid? I am the person who killed your son, how could you be so kind? "

"In my opinion, you are much more useful than my son. As long as you are willing to follow my lead, I promise that you will do what I say."

"Nutjob." Meng Yang rolled his eyes, "The enmity between your Xiang Family and mine has already been settled long ago. Regardless of whether what you said is true or not, you want me to submit to your Xiang Family? "In your dreams!"

"You! Meng Yang, you must clearly think about it, this is your last chance. Even if you manage to escape today by luck, I can guarantee that in the future, you will definitely be hunted down once you go to the Immortal Realm.

"Oh? Are you threatening me? The only advantage I have is that I am not afraid of threats. Whether or not I have a foothold in Immortal Realm, it is not up to you to say. "

"Humph!" Threats? You are not worthy of being threatened by me. I am only telling you this fact, and this is your last chance. "

"Hahahaha, what a joke, my last chance? What right do you have to say that this is my last chance? " Meng Yang's figure flashed in front of Xiang Wenkuo, and threw a punch straight at Xiang Wenkuo. Xiang Wenkuo dodged to the side, and struck Meng Yang in the stomach with a backhand palm. A white light flashed on Meng Yang's stomach, but Xiang Wenkuo's palm was not able to cause any damage to him, so the two of them simultaneously took two steps back.

Xiang Wenkuo frowned as he looked at his own palm, "What happened? I clearly hit it, I definitely didn't sense wrong. How are you completely fine? "

The corner of Meng Yang's mouth raised slightly, "You think you can injure me with that soft and soft palm of yours?"

"Humph!" "Don't think that you can be so impudent in front of me just because you have this ability to rely on." A big blade slowly formed above Xiang Wenkuo's head, without wasting any time, he picked up his big blade and slashed at Meng Yang.

Meng Yang was not clear about the power of the blade, but he dared not block it head on, and dodged the blade. Xiang Wenkuo loosened his grip on the blade and the blade flew out, following that, he used his elbow to fiercely hit Meng Yang's back.

"Bam!" Meng Yang had never expected Xiang Wenkuo to throw away the blade in his hand. He was not prepared for Xiang Wenkuo's attack and was knocked to the ground like a dog eating mud.

Xiang Wenkuo still wanted to take advantage of his victory and use his feet to attack Meng Yang, but Meng Yang dodged his kick and used his hands to support him off the ground.

"Brother, are you alright?" Mun Xirou quickly stepped forward to check on Meng Yang's injuries, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "It's nothing, I was careless." Mun Xirou's eyes turned cold, not concealing his killing intent at all.

Xiang Wenkuo waved his hand, and the blade that was originally flung away flew back into his own hands, "Meng Yang, I have already given you the chance, it's just that you did not cherish it properly, do not blame me for this."

"Hehe, I was just careless for a moment. Look at your smug look, is there even a need for that?"

"Humph!" "Your mouth is pretty hard, I wonder if your body is as hard as your mouth."

"I just don't really understand it. Could it be that your Xiang Family people's sea of consciousness are all weapons? If I remember correctly, Xiang Wenyu, Xiang Wentian, you, and that son of yours, two of your seas of consciousness are sword and two of your seas of consciousness are blade, this shouldn't be a coincidence right? "

Hehe, in my opinion, you are already a dead man, and this is not a secret, so I will tell you. The Sea of Consciousness of a person with pure Xiang Family bloodline is a weapon, and there are only two types of weapons. One is a sword, and the other is a blade.

"Pure blood? Just this thing is related to bloodlines? "

"Humph!" "Ignorant!"

"I'm ignorant? Then tell me, what is the relationship between the sea of consciousness and bloodlines? "

"This …"

"Tsk, you can't even answer it yourself, why are you still pretending in front of me?"

Little Ling, who was watching from the side, looked like he wanted to say something, but was held back in the end.

Mun Xirou took out the Mo Xie, and with Mun Xirou at the center, he began to condense ice and snow. "Brother, leave him to me.

"Alright, Xirou, be careful."

Mun Xirou turned his head and gave Meng Yang a sweet smile, "Relax, brother, I'm fine."

Xiang Wenkuo frowned, "What? Meng Yang, you plan to send an ordinary person to his death? "

"Tsk, ignorant."

"You!" Xiang Wenkuo was so angry that his face turned green and red.

Mun Xirou grabbed the opportunity and rushed towards Xiang Wenkuo, his sword thrusting towards Xiang Wenkuo. Xiang Wenkuo held his blade horizontally to block the Mo Xie, but a thin layer of frost formed at the point of contact between the Mo Xie and the blade.

Xiang Wenkuo frowned and quickly pulled away from Mun Xirou, "You have the power of ice? No, that's not right. It's that sword of yours. "

"Is it me or is the sword very important?"

"A mortal does not deserve such a weapon!"

"Hehe, if you want to, then just say so. But you have to have the ability to do so as well."

With that, Mun Xirou once again thrusted his sword at Xiang Wenkuo, but Xiang Wenkuo chose not to receive it directly, instead he dodged's attack, and this time, Xiang Wenkuo dodged to the side and used the chance to swing his blade at Mun Xirou's waist, causing Mun Xirou's pupils to constrict, he jumped into the air and seized the opportunity to slash at Mun Xirou who was in the air, and as Mun Xirou was currently unable to use his Qi, he did not have any way to dodge the attack while he was in the air. Mun Xirou could only use his Mo Xie to block the attack, but Mun Xirou was still able to dodge the attack by far, and before Mun Xirou landed on the ground, Meng Yang immediately appeared and caught him.

"Xirou, are you alright?"

Not knowing why, but Mun Xirou was actually a little embarrassed from Meng Yang's hug, "I-I'm fine. Bro, let me down first."

"Oh, it's good that you're fine." Meng Yang gently placed Mun Xirou on the ground, "Xirou, let me handle him."

"No, let me do it."

"Hehe, you two don't have to fight anymore. This is a battle, not a martial competition. If you want to fight, then fight it out together."

"We're afraid that you'll say that we bullied the fewer with numbers, but since you're the one who suggested it, then we're sorry."

"Hehe, like I said, this is a battle, not a martial competition. What's more, do you think that there won't be anyone on my side?"

The moment Xiang Wenkuo's voice fell, at least two hundred people rushed out from the Xiang Family gate, with the lowest cultivation among them being mid to middle stage Da Jing realm cultivators, and some even late stage Da Cheng realm cultivators. Not only that, none of the more than two hundred people had a killing intent, one could tell that they were people who had truly experienced great battles, but what made Meng Yang curious was, that their Cultivation Realm were always at peace, and true great battles rarely happened, so where did the killing intent of the more than two hundred people come from?