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- Phew!
As he finished speaking, a dozen figures rose from the sky in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.
The two leading people are Feng Jia, the current head of Feng Yu Tower, and his mother Feng Chi.
"I, Feng Yulou, ask myself if I, the Yin Yang Sect, have always been in harmony with each other. Are you going too far to bully others?" Feng Jia looked at the other party and said in a deep voice.
¡°It¡¯s a good idea not to offend the river!¡± Death responded coldly.
"The leader of the Shengtian Sect, Mo Tiannai, is my junior fellow student. You, Feng Yulou, collaborated with outsiders to overthrow the Shengtian Sect, and also killed my junior brother. Are you here to tell me that the water in a well does not offend the river?"
"What a joke. I have been dealing with Mo Tian all my life, and this is the first time I heard that he has a senior brother!" Feng Jia snorted coldly.
How could he not know what the other person was thinking!
¡°This is because they saw that the Shengtian Sect had been destroyed, and there was no sect in the entire Shengtian City that they were afraid of, so they just wanted to take advantage of it!
"Do I still need to report to you about my relationship with my junior brother?" The God of Death changed the subject after finishing speaking.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't surrender, then wait until the sect is destroyed!"
"I would like to advise you, Shengtian City is not the soft persimmon you think it is!" Fengchi frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Before things get too big, you'd better take your people and leave here, otherwise, you'll be responsible for all the consequences!"
"Haha, you are counting on that boy named Ling to save you, right?" The God of Death sneered.
"It would be best if he dares to come. He has killed so many people in the Yin Yang Sect, and I haven't had time to settle the score with him yet!"
"You know Mr. Ling?" Fengchi was slightly stunned.
As he spoke, his heart skipped a beat. Since the other party knew about Ling Hao's existence and dared to come to Shengtianmen to look for trouble, he obviously came prepared.
She had already checked the Death God's cultivation level just now, but she didn't feel the slightest breath fluctuation. He was obviously above her.
Originally, he wanted to delay the time and wait for Ling Hao to come to the rescue, but now that he heard what the other party said, his heart clenched again.
"You think I came here to avenge him without knowing clearly who killed my junior brother?" Death responded coldly.
"That kid is lucky. He just happened to have a problem with my junior brother's practice and his cultivation level dropped. Otherwise, how could he be my junior brother's opponent with his little three-legged cat kung fu!"
"If he dares to come today, this Holy City will be his burial place!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and spoke in a deep voice.
"Everyone, listen to the order. Anyone in the City Lord's Mansion who is unwilling to surrender will be killed!"
"Copy that!" Three to four hundred people responded at the same time, and their auras immediately increased, and the coercive aura in the void became stronger again.
"Mr. Feng, we are here to help you!"
At this moment, an old man¡¯s voice sounded.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Seven or eight waves of people came from different directions in the city from the sky, each wave of people numbering around a hundred people.
These people are from the top sects in Shengtian City, and their skills are not weak.
"A bunch of ants!" Death glanced at the seven or eight hundred people with a look of disdain on his face.
Among these people, the strongest one only has the late-stage extraordinary strength, so naturally he is not taken seriously by a strong man like him who has entered the Dao realm.
"Thank you, Mr. Yu and all the heads!" Fengchi spoke loudly at the same time.
"They are from the Yin Yang Sect and are very skilled. You are no match for them. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"
"Mr. Feng, what you said is out of context!" Another old man responded loudly.
"Shengtian City is the home of all of us. If the city is in trouble, it is our unshirkable responsibility!"
"Even if you are defeated, you still have to fight hard. If you kill one, you will be enough. If you kill two, you will be rewarded!"
¡°Fight them!¡± Seven to eight hundred people responded loudly at the same time.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The God of Death raised his hand again: "Since they want to die, let them be killed."
Wow!
With his order, three to four hundred Yin and Yang messengers activated at the same time, holding two-meter sickles in their hands and rushed towards the crowd.
"Kill!" Seven to eight hundred people from Shengtian City also launched an offensive at the same time.
At the same time, nearly a thousand people rose from the sky from the city lord's mansion and joined the battle one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the scene fell into a fierce fight, with figures shaking in the void, swords flashing, air waves flying across the river, and the sea turning upside down.
The two deputy sect leaders of the Yin Yang Sect also rushed out at the same time, and each picked the heads of two sects and a group of core members.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?They are all at the first-level Taoist realm, so they are not afraid of the opponent's numerical advantage at all.
"Everyone, don't fight hard, don't make unnecessary sacrifices, just hold them off for a while, and someone will come to help us!" Fengchi looked around and shouted loudly.
The sound was blessed by the true energy and reached everyone's ears. Some people who were ready to fight with death immediately slowed down their offensive.
"Then it depends on whether you can persist until then!"
The God of Death said in a deep voice, raised his hand and rushed towards Fengchi's mother and son.
¡°Mr. Feng, let¡¯s work together to defeat him!¡± The old man surnamed Yu shouted loudly and dodged over.
At the same time, the chief and deputy heads of the other four sects and seven or eight members of the Fengyu Tower Elder Pavilion surrounded them at the same time.
Bang!
After a while, there was a fierce collision in the battle circle.
Among the people in Shengtian City, Fengchi has the highest cultivation level, but she is only halfway to the Taoist realm, so it is difficult to compete with her.
In the blink of an eye, four or five people flew out, and several arc-shaped blood ribbons floated in the air.
¡°Don¡¯t fight him head-on, just drag him along!¡± Fengchi shouted again.
As he spoke, he dodged a wave of air coming from the God of Death, and others also dodged.
"I want to see how long you can hide!"
The God of Death spoke loudly, and continued to turn his hands. Waves of air were overwhelming, and the entire void was roaring with strong winds.
Although Fengchi and others did not choose to fight him head-on, under such an intense offensive, they would inevitably be affected.
After a while, everyone had some injuries.
But fortunately, it¡¯s not too serious.
Time flies so fast, an hour flies by in the blink of an eye.
The entire city lord¡¯s mansion was covered with people lying on the ground, either dead or maimed. There were stumps of limbs and arms everywhere, which was shocking.
The battle situation has become one-sided. The Shengtian City side has persisted until now, but it is at the end of its strength.
Out of a team of nearly two thousand people, only five or six hundred people are still struggling to support themselves. Everyone, including Fengchi, is covered in scars.
On the Yin Yang Sect side, there were also some casualties. Half of the three to four hundred people were left, and all the others were lying on the ground.
Looking at the situation at the scene, a look of solemnity appeared on Fengchi's face.
Of the dozens of people who had besieged the God of Death with her before, only seven or eight were still fighting. The others were all lying on the ground, and half of them had lost their breath.
If Ling Hao doesn't show up again, within a quarter of an hour at most, none of the people in Shengtian City will be able to save themselves!
"Do you regret not cherishing the opportunity I gave you now?" Death looked at Fengchi and said calmly.
¡°I still said the same thing, I want Feng Yu Tower to surrender unless I die!¡± Feng Chi responded with a deep brow.
"Then go die!" Death replied coldly.
As he finished speaking, he raised his hand to form a mark and hit it towards Fengchi.
At this time, Fengchi's combat strength was less than 50%, so it was naturally impossible for him to catch the opponent's moves. Without any hesitation, he quickly hid aside.
Bang!
At this moment, a wave of air surged over. The violent air wave shook the Death God's offensive into nothingness, and then hit him.
Although the strength was reduced, it still made him feel very uncomfortable. His body slid back a hundred meters, and blood surged in his heart.
"who?!"
The God of Death, who stabilized his figure, turned to look at the figures coming from the sky.
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