90: Ku He woke up, you are in big trouble!

With a sharp sword in hand, a murderous intent naturally arose.

Xiao Qingyuan, who had finally rushed back to his clan, saw his clan members fighting fearlessly against the three clans.

Most of the guards Xiao Yanshi had painstakingly trained were slaughtered.

Everywhere were ruins and broken walls.

His Divine Sense swept across, and Cultivators were already rushing towards the Mortal dwellings with sinister smiles.

He almost interrupted his grandfather's seclusion!

"Leave no one alive!" someone shouted with a sinister laugh.

The maid lay on the ground, covered in blood.

Without time to think, Xiao Qingyuan, consumed by rage, immediately activated his spiritual eyes.

He froze the Golden Eagle for an instant, and at the same time, his Flying Sword flew out of his hand.

It sped downwards.

Die!

"Hahahaha, die, die! The Foundation Establishment Pill is not something you can covet.

The Xiao Clan Immortal Family will surely be annihilated today! This is the first!" Xie Sandao's face was filled with extreme madness, as if he had some deep-seated hatred for the Xiao Clan Immortal Family.

What he never expected was that the Xiao Clan Immortal Family, despite not having many Cultivators, had caused such heavy casualties to the three clans.

Even his third brother was severely injured, his life unknown.

The price was too great.

The next second, an unfamiliar voice faintly echoed: "Oh? Is that so?"

At these words,

a thick, chilling pressure swept across the entire scene, and the situation instantly changed.

The originally majestic Golden Eagle had inexplicably turned into a solid block of ice.

An inconspicuous streak of light flashed, and the hard eagle claws were instantly severed and sent flying, like tofu.

The sword light did not stop.

The Cultivator behind Xiaobai froze in place, a line of blood slowly spreading across his brow.

Two people instantly killed.

Xie Sandao's expression suddenly stiffened, his entire body abruptly freezing and turning to ice.

In the blink of an eye, he collided with the rapidly approaching ice sculpture.

His great saber flew, and the two were slammed to the ground, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Pfft—!

Everyone was drawn to the commotion and stared in shock.

Bai Yongxiao turned back in astonishment, and the third brother, Pengcheng, in his coma, spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, his head instantly slumping down.

His Aura completely dissipated.

"Dead... dead?!"

The women were surprised, overjoyed.

They looked up blankly, seeing the long-awaited profile.

"Husband?"

"Mm, you've worked hard!" Xiao Qingyuan shattered the eagle claw on her shoulder with a single touch, then came to Xiaobai's side and fed her a Medicinal Pill.

"Husband!"

However, Xiaoqing's tears instantly streamed down.

She cried incoherently.

Pointing at the enemies in the field.

Xiao Qingyuan nodded at her words: "Okay, I understand. The sooner I finish killing them, the sooner we go home."

As his words fell,

the sword light danced in the air.

The enemies Xiaoqing pointed to had their bodies shattered one by one, dying in the blink of an eye.

Those who saw this then realized that the sword light actually came from this young man's hand.

Xiao Qingyuan didn't even need to look; he simply used an ordinary Magic Sword to kill people rapidly.

A streak of light flashed.

And one person died.

With Foundation Establishment magic power infused, the Magic Sword was like a living thing, incredibly fast.

Whether it was a Cultivator from the three clans or a Zhenwu Guard, anyone who dared to act would be met with a sword light.

The two centurions were about to say something in horror when their bodies suddenly stiffened, and then, like collapsing giant trees, they crashed to the ground.

Blood splattered in the sunlight, blooming into flowers of death, brilliant, eerie, and magnificent.

It was only then that the people in the field reacted, trembling all over, cold sweat pouring down.

They all stopped their movements in unison.

One by one, they looked up at the sky with astonished expressions.

"Qingyuan?!!!"

"Seventeenth Master! Seventeenth Master is back!"

The Xiao Clan Members exclaimed, their eyes filled with astonishment.

They never expected this sudden powerful reinforcement to be the once inconspicuous Seventeenth Young Master, Xiao Qingyuan!

The clan members suddenly recalled.

Zhao Guanyin, who was originally a Mortal, had incredibly sharp wood-attribute Spells after gaining magic power.

Xiaobai was no less impressive.

So, your family is all so good at hiding?

Many people turned their gaze to Yang Yan, who was also dumbfounded.

Originally, Xiao Yance's Qi Refining Stage - Late Phase strength was already surprising enough.

But he wasn't even the strongest!

Zhen Qi, behind him, propped herself up with her Magic Sword, looking at the joyful Zhao Guanyin and others, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Xiao Yance saw the look his elder brother gave him and smiled bitterly, shaking his head.

But his eyes were full of relief.

He had originally been prepared to die in battle.

But he never expected that when Xiao Qingyuan returned, he had actually achieved Foundation Establishment.

"This child is too reckless. He probably forced a Breakthrough behind our backs. Fortunately, he really managed to seize that sliver of a chance."

"It wasn't easy!" The eldest uncle sighed softly: "This child, Qingyuan, is a blessing to the Xiao Clan!"

"Hahahaha, my Xiao Clan is not destined to perish! Not destined to perish!"

The Xiao Clan Members rejoiced.

The others, feeling the unapproachable Foundation Establishment Aura in the sky, truly felt their hearts turn to ashes!

His appearance instantly killed all suspense.

Clang!

The sound of weapons falling to the ground rose and fell.

Just seeing that figure made people completely lose their Battle Intent.

At the same time, the stunning young woman lying on the gourd-shaped waist was also struggling desperately.

Finally, she tore off the veil from her mouth.

Disregarding her disheveled state, she spoke loudly, her voice full of urgency: "Stop, they cannot be killed!"

"Oh? Cannot be killed?" Xiao Qingyuan's eyes turned cold.

"Are you talking about them?"

Xiao Qingyuan casually dealt with a few Martial Guards in the front row, scaring the others into quickly retreating.

His expression was very cold as he directed his Flying Sword to continue weaving through the air.

"Or them?"

Xiao Qingyuan's voice grew colder, like the Nine Heavens' chilling ice, freezing the woman all over, making her scalp tingle, as if another word would lead to the same fate as them.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—!

Sword light bloomed like a Lotus, and a large number of Cultivators from the three clans died.

"No, Superior Qingyuan, please don't strike again, they will all die, but they shouldn't die here!"

"Shut up!" Xiao Qingyuan's voice was filled with rage: "Say one more word, and you will be the one to die!"

Bai Yongxiao's heart was filled with despair. In just this short while, all the Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the three clans had tragically died.

His Natal Spirit Beast had its four limbs severed by a streak of sword light, lying on the ground, barely alive.

Before coming, no one had imagined such an outcome.

They were on the verge of success, yet instantly plummeted to rock bottom!

Pfft—!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud, speaking each word distinctly.

"Foundation! Establishment! Celestial!"

"It's over!"

Xiao Qingyuan snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the tragic state of his clan members. Seeing that his family was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, anger surged in his heart.

He looked at the Martial Guards with murderous eyes.

The remaining Cultivators of the Zhenwu Guard suddenly felt a jolt in their hearts.

No one would have expected that in a small Qingxuan County, there would be a Foundation Establishment Celestial.

And one who could wield a terrifying Flying Sword.

And they had just been attacking the clan of this Foundation Establishment Celestial, raising their blades to slaughter their clan members!

Thud!

Thud!

Despair, fear, unwillingness, even hysteria.

They looked at Ku He with unfriendly eyes.

But then they saw Ku He standing still, and the next moment, he started vomiting blood wildly again.

Until his eyes flashed with clarity, and then he actually roared madly: "Mo Dengxian, I will make you die!!!"

With that, he charged straight towards a hidden pavilion.

A sword slash.

The pavilion shattered with a crash.

But it was already empty inside.

The next second, his figure stiffened, a Magic Sword already resting steadily at his neck.

Ku He's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He turned his head blankly.

Gulp!

His subordinates beside him watched in horror as Xiao Qingyuan, who had appeared behind Ku He at some unknown time, stood there.

They were terrified he would cut down with his sword.

And sever Ku He's head.

However, what frightened them even more was Ku He's attitude.

Ku He, who had been fed the Seven-Day Death Pill, had a look of madness flash in his eyes, and he roared hysterically: "It's like this again, it's like this again, you natives of Yang Valley Town are good! You are truly good!

The thing I hate most in my life is having a sword pointed at me!

You all have such big guts!

First, the two dog-things, Mo Dengxian and his son, ambushed me from behind and manipulated me with a soul-controlling evil talisman.

Now you also dare to point a sword at me from behind.

I'm telling you!

You're in trouble!

Everyone in your entire Yanggu Prefecture is in big trouble!

Do you know who I am? Huh?

Do you know who my father is? Huh?

Do you not know that if you offend me, everyone in your entire Yanggu Prefecture will be finished!

Do you damn know that?"