"The gold coins have been given to you, let him go." Ye Yuxi's voice was so cold that there was no warmth.
There was some struggle in Zhao Kui's eyes.
"Let it go as you say, it belongs to the Zhao family..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Kui scolded him suddenly, cursing in his mind: You are a brainless person, he is just pretending and doesn't look at the timing.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Yuxi's mouth, "Zi Ling."
Uh-huh!
Zi Ling suddenly sprang out, and his figure disappeared directly in the eyes of the guards.
Except for the four Huang Ling powerhouses Ye Yuxi, Zhu Zihu, Shi Qing, and Zhao Kui, no one else in the field could even catch the figure of Zi Ling.
Boom!
Zi Ling bumped into Zhao Kui's side, and a middle-aged man was directly knocked away by Zi Ling.
The collision of Zi Ling contained huge spiritual power. When the middle-aged man's body flew up, the spiritual power shattered his heart.
The dull sound was like a hammer in everyone's heart.
By the time everyone came to their senses, Zi Ling had returned to Ye Yuxi's side and seemed to have never left.
Killing a ninth-level powerhouse with one strike
The guards around him were all silent.
Zhao Kui, who had the highest level of cultivation in the Zhao family, was covered in cold sweat. He didn't know whether it was because of the severe pain in his shoulder or because he was afraid of the strength of Ye Yuxi and others.
"I don't like to say the same thing a second time. If I don't see the Zheng family within half an hour, I guarantee that from tomorrow on, Xihuang Mountain will be a barren mountain." Ye Yuxi's voice spread to everyone ears.
Zhao Kui looked away from Zi Ling and swallowed hard.
"Go, bring the Zheng family here from the dungeon, go quickly!" Zhao Kui yelled at the people around him.
"Hey, hey." A middle-aged man hurriedly ran to the backyard.
Zhao Kui looked at Zui Rang in front of him, feeling terrified in his heart.
The fat man had already swallowed a pill to stabilize his injury. He stood behind Ye Yuxi and muttered, "Thank you, miss."
Then the fat man walked to the front and waited for the return of his people.
Ye Yuxi glanced around and slowly put away her pressure, and several others followed suit.
Except for Zi Ling who was still majestic, Ye Yuxi and the others did not look domineering at all.
After a while, rapid footsteps came from the backyard.
"Father, Grandpa!" The fat man saw a middle-aged man and an old man in his sixties walking in front, and ran over excitedly.
"Haopeng? It's really you! You, why are you injured?" Zheng Haopeng's father saw blood on the fat man's chest, and his eyes were full of concern.
"Father, we'll talk about this later. Let's get out of here first." The fat man's eyes were full of excitement.
His eyes swept over the faces of the clan members one by one. Everyone was much thinner than two years ago, but at least they were still alive.
"Haopeng, these are..." Zheng Haopeng's grandfather's eyes stayed on Ye Yuxi and Zi Ling.
Based on the old man's knowledge, it is not difficult to guess that the Zhao family would obediently let people go because of these people in front of them.
The fat man glanced at Ye Yuxi with a somewhat complicated expression, "This is me, my friend."
"let's go."
Ye Yuxi ordered coldly, and her shoulders were shaken and she flew into the air.
Shi Qingtianzong and others gathered their wings to follow. This scene surprised the Zheng family again. They were all ninth-level experts!
And there are a few people whose aura is far stronger than the ninth level!
The fat man looked at Ye Yuxi and others leaving with regret in his eyes. He sighed and tried to help his grandfather with his hands.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zheng waved his hand gently, with a hint of coercion in his eyebrows: "I can still walk with my old bones."
"Hmph! You are lucky to have the bloody enchantress to support you. Zheng Haopeng, just wait. I will remember the revenge of today's broken arm." Zhao Kui looked at the Zheng family with a gloomy look.