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No!
But me!
Even if the third prince of the Snow Wind Hall were to die, why not use tens of thousands of people to accompany him in death?
But is that really okay?
What should he do, and how should he choose?
At this moment, Nan Feng's heart was in a state of panic. He actually felt regret for his past.
In the lower realms, when one looked down at the world, one would see all life as a plaything.
In an A-class relic.
He had met Zhang Mu and his wife, an ancient Griffin, and was originally going to be killed by Zhang Mu, but before he died, he had a breakthrough, and was only missing a sliver of energy. Nan Feng wanted to watch as the Griffin broke through, so he threw over a stalk of sixth rank Herb, and instantly broke through, increasing his power greatly. Zhang Mu was already tired, and wanted to escape with his wife.
He was the dignified third prince of the Snow Wind Hall, Nanfeng. There was no need for him to know what he wanted to do.
Later on, when she died in Zhang Mu's arms, Zhang Mu could still clearly remember the bloodlust in his eyes and the hatred lingering in his body.
Did he finally have an enemy?
The Southern Wind thought it was interesting, so it let Zhang Mu live. Coincidentally, back then, there was still a gap between the Snow Wind Pavilion and the Tianxia Mountain, and they could still develop their power and influence, making the Southern Wind feel interesting. Step by step, they grew stronger, step by step.
He, Zhang Mu, was a very good sparring partner and a very good seasoning agent.
However, he never expected that he would actually break through to the half-step into the Aurous Core stage, and that he would still be very strong. The Southern Wind did not manage to kill him, but the Southern Wind fought to the Kunlun Mountains and circulated a heaven-defying treasure to enter the Kunlun Immortal World.
He was at the final level of the Aurous Core Stage and was close to the peak of his strength. He teased Zhang Mu to spare his life.
It was a pretty good seasoning. Killing it was a pity, wasn't it?
Just like this, he watched as Zhang Mu grew, step by step. However, Zhang Mu was far from being a threat.
Finally, one day, Zhang Mu had reached the final level of the Aurous Core Stage.
Oh.
So it turned out that his talent was quite good, and he had reached the late stage.
He actually had the ability to escape after two great battles. Not bad.
But could this threaten the Southern Wind?
It was still not enough, far from enough. Even if he was given a few decades, it would still be impossible.
It was all because the Southern Wind had a patriarch-level father.
Other than the seven other Patriarchs, no one could touch him.
This was a battle between Zhang Mu and him ? A game that he would never be able to win in his entire life.
But now.
"I, Nanfeng, am actually going to lose. Lost to a toy of mine?"
His mood exploded.
Listening to Zhang Mu's countdown, he was very clear that the time of his death was coming.
"You're courting death!"
Elder Bu and the other five elders looked at each other. They all took out their weapons and rushed forward like a hot knife through butter.
To face death calmly?
It was just a matter of luck.
Weng! *
Without waiting for Zhang Han to speak, Zi Yan instantly threw out a three hundred meter long Sea Moon Fan.
With a loud whistling sound, they took the lives of six peak Jindan Stage cultivators with them.
Silence continued to linger on the field.
"One!"
Zhang Mu's voice was even colder as his killing intent filled the entire sky.
As this word fell, the hearts of the tens of thousands of Snow Wind Hall disciples fiercely shook.
This kind of feeling was as if they were placed on the guillotine and condemned to death.
Just as Zhang Mu was about to speak.
Nanfeng's figure seemed to suddenly lose all air, and he lowered his head, his voice sounded incomparably bitter:
"Zhang Mu, you won."
Bang!
He transformed into a group of blood fog and scattered in the wind.
Third Prince... Dead?
Dead!
The tens of thousands of Snow Wind Hall disciples fell into a state of confusion.
Sou sou sou sou!
Some disciples who had nothing to do with themselves immediately regained their senses. Knowing that the situation was not looking good, they quickly retreated.
Shi Fenghou was the fastest, his instantaneous speed had even broken eight times the sound barrier.
Standing in the distance, Shi Fenghou was a little confused:
The Snow Wind Hall has also turned cold?
Back then in the Snow Wind Pavilion, he was in such high and mighty spirits that it caused him to feel cold upon encountering the killing star Zhang Han.
Coming to the Snow Wind Hall, her reputation had spread far and wide, but the enmity between Zhang Mu and Nan Feng over the past century had led to Zhang Hanyang's wife.
Then, it became cold.
It really is ? It was cool.
Shi Fenghou's entire being did not look good, but he felt that everything he had done was right, there were grievances and grievances, and there was nothing much to say about Nan Feng's death.
He ran so fast that in the time it took for ten breaths, he had already reached the periphery.
The fact that they were able to recover their senses at the first possible moment showed the onlookers's state of mind and a vigilant mind.
However, the number of people was less than 20%.
"The entire Snow Wind Hall is about to be destroyed. I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you can escape, run, if you can't, then die."
Zhang Mu's voice resounded in the distance.
Crash! *
Many people turned pale with fright as they hurriedly ran away.
The scene of tens of thousands of people fleeing was shocking.
But those disciples were even more afraid.
How long was ten breaths?
No more than twenty or thirty seconds.
It would be difficult to run, but there was a chance.
It was not an exaggeration to say that only the people in the outer regions could escape. The thousands of people near the Southern Wind just now did not have that chance.
When Zhang Mu did things, he gave off a heroic vibe. The first wave, his countdown, had already given many people time to do so.
In the second wave, when Nan Feng died, in the time of a dozen breaths, it was also the stage where Shi Fenghou and the rest left, that was the second chance.
The third time, ten breaths of time, was the last chance.
As for the matter with the south wind, all of his subordinates approached him. Their emotions were the most shaken, and they fled the slowest. Many innocent people followed Zhang Mu's wishes and escaped. If they couldn't escape, then that would be their lives.
"Quick, run!"
Ah ah ah ah!
Many cries of alarm and roars filled the entire Snow Wind Hall.
At this moment, Dong Chen looked at Zhang Han and coughed.
Seeing Zhang Han nodding his head, he moved his body and flew to the side, setting up a few treasure troves, medicinal fields, and cultivation resources area a defensive array formation.
"Ten breaths of time has already passed."
Zhang Mu slowly opened his eyes.
"Attack! Single hit! Horizontal hit for seven seconds!" Zhang Han reminded Zi Yan as he held his left hand.
"Yes."
Zi Yan waved his hand and attacked.
The Sea Moon Fan appeared once again.
It swept from right to left in a matter of seven seconds. The nearly ten thousand people who had been leaning against the south wind had died.
The huge fan slowly dissipated.
However, the aftermath started to spread in all directions.
One by one, the buildings in the great hall collapsed from the impact. Aside from a few protected fields and treasure vaults, the rest of the buildings in the nearby area were all in a mess.
Looking at the over ten thousand people who were escaping, Zhang Han softly sighed in his heart.
The hall master of the Snow Wind Hall did not appear. Even if the sect was destroyed, as long as he was present and gathered the disciples, the Snow Wind Hall would still exist, although on a much smaller scale.
In Immortal Cultivation World, no matter whether it was good or bad, the goal was to destroy the other and not to leave any survivors, because there would always be people who were very loyal to the sect. They would think of all sorts of ways to seek revenge and leave their survivors, which would also leave behind the seed of disaster in the future.
However, this battle could be considered as the enmity between Zhang Mu and Nanfeng.
In this world, Zi Yan could ignore all the rules of the world. The cultivation of Zhang Han's Gold Core was only the beginning, after a period of time, he would be able to fight with those fake Nascent Soul stage Grandmasters.
"Let's attack three more times."
Zhang Han commanded Zi Yan to move forward, sweeping through various places, eliminating a few greedy people.
Zi Yan only had a very shallow understanding of the degree of attack.
For example, raising both hands and circulating them at full strength meant that one was a 200 foot long fan. As for a single hand, with half the energy and a 1000 foot long fan, with a slight movement of one's fingers, one could reach a 100 foot long fan.
It felt like those Aurous Core stage cultivators were easy to deal with.
'I'm a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage now? '
Zi Yan was secretly happy, and even his lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.
Seeing her expression, Zhang Han also revealed a smile.
At first, Zi Yan was not interested in cultivation. It was only when the Mengmeng started cultivating, did Zhang Han bring the Mengmeng to the ruins, and when he went to other places, did his mother begin to worry, and was depressed for a few days, unable to control her thoughts. In the end, she broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.
This... Cultivation was too simple.
For someone as heaven defying as Zhang Han, it would take a long time of cultivation to reach such a stage. As for Zi Yan, just a few days of contemplation would suffice.
"Wife, you're so amazing, even I'm feeling a bit pressured."
Zhang Han whispered in Zi Yan's ear.
"Hmph."
Zi Yan was ecstatic, she then realised what he meant, and bit her lips: "Whoever is going to hit who."
She did not care where her ability came from, nor did she care about her background, she was Zhang Han's wife and the Mengmeng's mother.
"Alright, collect your spoils of war."
Zhang Han laughed and said to the rest.
Sou sou sou!
Dong Chen's speed was so fast that, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the treasury and began to sweep it away.
One could imagine how difficult it would be to get it out of his pocket.
Mu Xue, Zhao Feng and the others, and even Mengmeng and the Blacky, had all gone to retrieve their treasures.
For example, Jiang Yanlan, she would follow the Mengmeng and the Blacky. She was the only one, until the place that the Blacky would go to, was definitely the best place.
"Dad, I've already avenged my great grudge."
Zhang Guangyou stood beside Zhang Mu and said softly.
"Yes, revenge has been taken."
Zhang Mu's expression seemed to have aged a few years. He didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he was slightly sad. His heart was empty, and for a moment, he seemed to have sunk into a state of confusion.
He was destined to be alone until the end of time.
He was destined to never have her again.
Where should he go?
Sigh.
In the end, it turned into a sigh.
"Kunlun Immortal World is only the tip of the iceberg. What we have to go to in the future, is the sea of stars."
Zhang Han whispered.
This brought Zhang Mu back to his senses. He was stunned for a moment before he shook his head. He looked into the distant horizon and didn't say anything for a long time.
Dozens of people had swept through the entire Snow Wind Hall, so the amount of resources they had was definitely massive.
The ten thousand or so people in the distance watched on helplessly. The bewilderment and shock in their hearts could no longer be described with words. After about half an hour, the crowd fell into an uproar:
"Has our Snow Wind Hall been destroyed?"
"That's right, the entire Snow Wind Hall has been turned into rubble. The entire line of the third prince has died, and the hall master and our hall master haven't returned yet but he ?" Could it be that he is also not your opponent? "
"No!" When the hall master returns, she will definitely suppress them. With the hall master here, our Snow Wind Hall will not be destroyed. "
But with such an enemy, if they were to come again, how could they resist? Zhang Mu had already given them a few chances, or else they would all die in there, and I really wouldn't dare to keep this Snow Wind Hall. Senior Brother, Junior Sister, come with me to the Qing-Yun Sect, although the sect is small, we can live in peace, and we have the Bone Devil World to train, and we also have the resources to cultivate.
The enemy is truly terrifying. Terrifying to the point of suffocating." A Eldest Brother said with a trembling voice, "Zhang Hanyang is able to kill a Jindan in the lower realms, he has just entered Karakorum and is already able to have a great battle with Li Qingyan. With a period of time, who in the world can stop him? Other than that, he actually has an even stronger wife that he can't stop, the Heaven and Earth great formation are like paper in front of her, even if the ancestor was here, he might not be able to defeat her.
"?"
The hearts of the people were in a state of panic. Many people had already started to have the idea of retreating. If cultivators fought, there would be no hope. Who was willing to fight?
Shi Fenghou looked at it for a while and touched his forehead:
"Snow Wind Hall is dead. When the hall master returns, there's no other way to deal with Zi Yan, or else Zhang Hanyang would definitely not bring her and her daughter here. It's dead, it's dead, I have to go to another sect to earn money as well."
Thinking about the more than one million crystals he owed, Shi Fenghou felt a headache.
At the same time.
On the other side, at the highest peak of the Darknorth Sea.
When Zi Yan's [Sea Moon Fan] fell down, breaking the Heaven and Earth great formation.
Nan Qing Hai's face fell, and his eyes flickered with disbelief.
Did the sect's great array break?
What was going on?
"Everyone, I still have things to do. Goodbye."
After saying goodbye, Nan Qing Hai turned around and quickly left.
The others were slightly surprised to see his speed.
"Eh? Nan Qing Hai, why are you so anxious to go back? "
"I just noticed that his face turned a bit ugly. Interesting, I'll go take a look at the liveliness."
"It shouldn't be their sect's light gate."
"I'm going back too. Disappearing the passageway is just a small matter. Next, we'll have to see if the rules of the world will change."
"?"
The gathering had come to an end. Two Nascent Soul stage Grandmasters had nothing to do and followed the Southern Green Sea in the direction of the Snow Wind Hall.
Their speed was extremely fast. In less than two hours, they had traveled across half of the Eastern Region and arrived near the Snow Wind Hall.
"Hiss!"
"The Snow Wind Hall has been reduced to ruins?"
"Whose work is this? So big? Which of them are they from the Southern Domain?
"A bit amazing."
"Ha ha-ha, Nanqing Hai's face looks like he ate shit."
The two Nascent Soul stage Grandmasters were surprised, but they had the look of onlookers s.
It was not a harmonious place between the two. Seeing the ruins of the Snow Wind Hall, they felt rather interested.
"Eh? Unexpectedly, there are still some people above the Snow Wind Hall, a few of them are in the later stages of the Aurous Core stage. "
The gazes of the two were directed towards Zhang Mu and the others.
The same was true for the Southern Green Sea.
As he flew closer, a thousand meters of mist surrounded him. Energy surged and his heart was filled with irritation.
"Who is it!"
A cold voice sounded out.
Only now did those disciples who had their backs to him come back to their senses, and their expressions were shaken:
"Palace Lord!"
"The hall master is back!"
"It's Zhang Mu! Palace Lord! The third prince is dead! Over ten thousand disciples have just died! It was Zhang Mu who brought people to attack!"
"Palace Lord, that woman was abnormally powerful. She destroyed our sect's formation with just one attack."
"?"
Shua shua shua.
The ten thousand plus disciples of the Snow Wind Pavilion were all excited. Their gazes moved back and forth between Zhang Mu's side and Nanqing Hai.
"He's here!"
Mu Xue, Blacky, Mengmeng, Dong Chen and the rest all approached Zhang Han.
"You broke my Snow Wind Hall's Heaven and Earth great formation?"
The Southern Goblin Sea was floating in the sky, and after they were a thousand meters away, their eyes were sharp, as though they were filled with green light as they stared straight at Zi Yan.
One soul attack after another began to unfurl.
The Southern Green Sea was probing.
But...
He had chosen the wrong target.
Originally, Zhang Han did not plan to speak, but upon seeing the situation, he frowned and extended his right hand out.
Green Dark Seal!
Weng! *
The huge mark directly crushed a small amount of energy that leaked out from the Southern Green Sea.
"Don't make a fool of yourself with this kind of kung fu skill." Zhang Han said indifferently.
With that, the entire audience was shaken.
Shi Fenghou licked his dry lips:
"He still has that attitude. Even when facing the ancestor, he still remains like that. Huu ?"
Many disciples of the Snow Wind Hall were also discussing:
"This is Zhang Hanyang?"
"No matter how powerful he is, if he dares to speak to the Ancestor in such a manner, he'll either be powerful or ignorant."
"I feel like he's the former."
"?"
A fire was raging in the depths of his heart. How dare an ant like this say such things to him? Not mentioning those words, just the tone in his voice was already disrespectful.
"You are Zhang Hanyang?"
Nan Qing Hai looked at Zi Yan with a gaze that was somewhat difficult to see through, and didn't make a move for a while as he asked.
But Zhang Han completely ignored him.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"He's that Zhang Hanyang."
The two Yuanying Stage cultivators at the back of the crowd were discussing.
"It looks very ordinary."
"His aura was powerful. During that attack, I sensed that his Cultivation base was roughly at the early Core Formation stage. However, he was actually able to fight with Li Qingyan, even surpassing her cultivation levels to fight with extraordinary talent."
"But they don't seem to have any way to deal with the Southern Green Sea, do they?"
The two of them couldn't think of any way to fight against the Cyan Sea without a peak-level cultivator.
"I heard from those Snow Wind Hall disciples that Zhang Hanyang's wife destroyed the Heaven and Earth great formation and killed more than ten thousand people from Nan Feng's side. How did she do that? I don't sense any aura from her body. Could she be a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator? No, my Kunlun Immortal World, in the Western Regions, there are two female Nascent Souls, one from the Southern region, one from the Northern Region, and one from the Eight Great Nascent Souls of the Eastern Region. She's from the King's Realm? "
"Is it that Black White House's Palace Master? If it's her, then it's going to be extremely lively. "
Under the gaze of these two people, Nan Qing Hai couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile.
"For the past hundred years, this is the first time the Heaven and Earth great formation of the Snow Wind Hall has been broken. This is also the first time my Snow Wind Hall has become like this. If that's the case, then let me see what capital you have. "
"Whiz!"
A bell appeared in Nanqing Hai's right hand and began to shake. A sound wave that could be seen with the naked eye was quickly approaching.
He wanted to shatter the souls of these people.
The fifth move of the Heavenly Demon, the Blood Death Seal!
Zhang Han's gaze became a little serious as he activated the fifth technique.
It was something that he himself had spent a year to comprehend, and it was formed from the fusion of the Heavenly Demon Blood and the Blood Shock Nether King Curse.
At this moment, it appeared.
Using his full strength, he only saw a circular bloody imprint of a dozen meters in diameter appear, with traces of lines on it. It was filled with a desolate, mysterious, bloodthirsty aura.
"Quick, retreat!"
"This move is strange!"
The Snow Wind Hall disciples who were closer to her could feel that the blood in their bodies was actually trembling at the same frequency as the strange marks that formed. They felt extremely uncomfortable and their bodies became weaker and weaker.
He couldn't help but be alarmed and immediately retreated another one kilometer.