Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

"Mr. Han, what do you want to do?"

Accompanied by a loud shout, more than twenty people flashed over and landed beside Nangong Ze. It was Liang Yang and Fang Yuxuan who came with the disciples of Taixu Sect.

"You're here!" Nangong Ze felt secretly relieved when he saw them arriving.

Just when they entered the temple, he sent a message to Liang Yang, saying that he had discovered a treasure and asked them to come over as soon as possible. Unfortunately, they were still too late!

"Well, we are late. Are you okay?" Liang Yang asked.

He glanced at the people behind him and did not see Beitang Yuan and Xie Jinglan, but saw Xie Feng and Xie Yunqing, father and son, here. He thought that something must have happened.

Otherwise, Xie Jinglan would never leave her father with leg disease and her younger brother here.

"You are so good, Liang Yang. I advise you, the Taixu Sect, to stop interfering in other people's business. Otherwise, I will kill you all!" Han Jiaying's eyes were vicious.

There are only about forty people in Taixu Sect and Nangong Family, while they have thousands of people. All the families in Xizhou listen to their Han Family. It is a good time to get rid of these people.

A dispute broke out here, which attracted many people. They all thought that some treasure had appeared here, and ran to see it. In a short while, there were tens of thousands of people who surrounded them.

"Everyone listen, they were the ones who stole the fairy lotus. Just now, a treasure appeared here, but it was also snatched away by them!" Han Jiaying shouted.

Upon hearing this, many people immediately recognized them!

"It turns out they were the ones who stole the Immortal Lotus. Don't think we can't recognize them just because they're wearing masks? Brothers! What are you waiting for? Grab them now!"

With someone taking the lead, many people came forward waving weapons and charging forward.

Seeing that their goal had been achieved, Han Jiaying and his men quietly retreated and watched from the sidelines.

However, they were disappointed!

“Ahhh…”

Accompanied by shrill screams, the silent night sky was pierced, which was creepy to hear.

The first group of people who rushed over like a tide fell down like harvested wheat in the blink of an eye.

"Early stage of fusion!"

Seeing the powerful aura emanating from Nangong Ze and Liang Yang, as well as the terrifying murderous weapons in their hands, the people who wanted to kill them from behind could not help but retreat.

These big families often participate in large competitions in order to improve their status in the world, and they all know each other's strength.

In this Wuhua Villa competition, the strength displayed by Nangong Ze and Liang Yang was only at the middle stage of the Refinement Realm. How could they have broken through to the Fusion Realm in just two months?

"Whoever comes up will die?" Nangong Ze looked at the people around him coldly.

The situation was serious, and they had to use the weapons they had just obtained. The power was indeed very strong, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

Liang Yang couldn't help but look at the weapons in their hands. Could they be the treasures they were talking about?

Han Jiaying saw that the number of people was increasing, approaching 20,000. He rolled his eyes and walked out and said:

"Nangongze, Liang Yang, we don't want to kill you all. As long as you hand over all the treasures on you, we can let you go, but you have to leave the Xie family behind."

"Don't even think about it, Han Jiaying. The current Nangong family is not something that a mere Han family like you can afford to offend." Nangong Ze was not afraid at all.

Now that he has broken through the fusion realm and has an immortal weapon in his hand, he can be said to be invincible at the same level. Anyone who dares to fight him will only die.

"Hahaha..." Suddenly a burst of laughter was heard.

Nangong Ze and Liang Yang looked up and saw dozens of figures flashing over and flying into the middle of the two groups.

"The Han family still likes to bully others by taking advantage of their power."

"Are you...?" Nangong Ze looked at the people who came. They were all wearing black clothes and masks. Judging from what they said, they did not seem to be their enemies.

"People who have grudges against the Han family." The man of Tao raised his hand, and dozens of people retreated to Nangong Ze and Liang Yang's side.

"Thank you very much!" Nangong Ze didn't expect that there would be someone willing to stand on their side at this time.

Many people came from Dongzhou, but none of those families dared to show up.

"Qing'er, are you afraid?" Xiao Jinzi asked.

Xie Feng and his son, as well as Hua Qingcheng, had the lowest strength and were protected by them in the middle.

"I'm not afraid." Xie Yunqing's face turned pale. He had such people protecting him, and he was only worried about his sister who was missing.

"Master, it's okay." Xiao Jinzi could sense that Xie Jinglan was nearby, but he couldn't contact her, as if his cell phone had lost signal.

"A mere hundred people, you think you can go against tens of thousands of us? You're courting death." Seeing that no one dared to step forward, Han Jiaying had to let his own people go, "Kill them..."

Suddenly, a powerful, heart-pounding sound pierced through the void.

Before Han Jiaying could react, he saw a bloody hole appearing on his chest, and the same thing happened to the person standing behind him.

Before the people present knew what was happening, they saw two more people beside Nangong Ze.

Xie Jinglan stretched out her hand and caught the Hunyuan Divine Sword that flew back.

Han Jiayingcai felt the pain in his body and knelt down. He looked at the blood gushing out of his chest in horror, then looked up at Beitang Yuan and Xie Jinglan who suddenly appeared.

"You..." Before he could finish his words, he vomited a mouthful of blood and slowly fell down.

A large number of people behind him also fell down, each with a bloody hole in their chest.

"Sister!" Xie Yunqing was so happy to see his sister coming back that he was about to run over, but was stopped by Xie Wanying.

"Qing'er, don't move." Now that they were facing a powerful enemy, letting him run over would only hinder them.

"Your sister is back! Everything is fine!" Zong Zhengyi touched his grandson's head. The moment he saw Xie Jinglan and Beitang Yuan appear, he knew that they were all fine!

"Now! Who else wants to come up?" Xie Jinglan said coldly, pointing her sword at the person standing in the front. "You?"

"No..." The man felt the powerful pressure emanating from the magic sword, and was so frightened that his legs became weak involuntarily. He fell to his knees and rolled and crawled to hide backwards.

A single sword pierced through dozens of masters, without them even having a chance to fight back. Who would dare to step forward with such combat power? Isn't that courting death?

Someone standing behind had already quietly left.

When the people of Xizhou saw that Han Jiaying was dead, they didn't dare to stay any longer and ran away without even caring about the body.

In just a moment, nearly 20,000 people fled, leaving only corpses on the ground and the air filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Thank you for your help." Nangong Ze finally had time to thank the men in black who came to help.

"You're welcome." The leader pulled down the black cloth on his face, revealing a familiar face.

"Cao Li." Xie Jinglan looked at this man. She hadn't seen him for a long time.

"I'm sorry, our Cao family is in Xizhou, so we can only appear in this way." Cao Li said humbly.