Jing Chengxi's face turned cold and he glanced at the three Wen Zongs.
The three Wenzongs stood there in a daze, all thinking.
Jing Chengxi immediately said: "My Jing family has many treasures that can completely restore the bodies of the three of you. As long as you kill Fang Yun and return to Haijiang City, all problems will be solved!"
"It's a pity that you can't go back!"
Fang Yun suddenly rushed towards Jing Chengxi, and at the same time mobilized all the forces that were originally used to attack the three Wen Zongs to attack Jing Chengxi.
Fang Yun was in the east, the four dragon torture instruments were in the west, Wanxiong Mountain was in the south, and the Wentai True Dragon and the poisonous giant snake were in the north, forming an encirclement.
"Come and help me!" Jing Chengxi shouted.
However, the three Wenzongs gradually moved away.
The three men understood that if they took action now, they would die.
Died at the hands of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's meaningful smile was deeply imprinted in the minds of the three people.
"You three traitors!"
Jing Chengxi was furious and humiliated. He didn't expect that at the most critical moment, these three people would abandon him.
The first to arrive were the dragon flame of the Wentai True Dragon and the poison of the poisonous giant snake.
The golden dragon flame and the green poisonous flame were like two rivers in the sky, one golden and one green, rushing diagonally from top to bottom and submerging Jing Chengxi.
After that, there were the two fastest true dragon ancient swords.
The Sin-Suppressing Ancient Sword contains extremely fierce killing power, even a semi-saint has used it before.
The ancient sword of Jianyuan sees through everything, and every attack falls on the weakest point of Jing Chengxi's defense.
After that, there are treasures everywhere on Wanxiong Mountain.
A total of one thousand treasures either turned into light, or released magic, or attacked in their original form, forming a colorful torrent that attacked Jing Chengxi. Once damaged, they would quickly return to Wanxiong Mountain to recover, and another treasure would fly out to replace them.
The last to arrive were the four dragon torture instruments. The Demon-Slaying Needle Box was hung high in the sky, releasing 720,000 silver needles like rain.
The Golden Dragon Guillotine and the Ten Thousand Bone Hammer rushed straight towards Jing Chengxi. Regardless of success or failure, they would retreat after one strike, then accumulate strength and strike again fiercely.
The power of each strike can easily destroy a mountain thousands of feet high and split a river thousands of miles long.
The final Phoenix Fire Chain only released the power of fire but did not attack.
Because it thinks there is no need for it to take action.
The continuous blows overwhelmed Jing Chengxi, causing divine light to gather where he was and loud noises to continue.
Ten breaths later, Fang Yun withdrew his strength.
Jing Chengxi was seen half-kneeling on Pingbu Qingyun, his back hunched like a prawn, his internal organs scattered around, and there was not a single intact part on his body.
Jing Chengxi slowly raised his head and stared at Fang Yun, letting blood flow from the corner of his mouth. With hatred flashing in his eyes, he said, "Fang Yun, the Lei family will not let you go, and the Jingsheng family will not let you go either! The passage from here to the Shengyuan Continent is only controlled by us. You cannot leave, and you will eventually be buried in the ancient sea cliff by the Jing and Lei families!"
Fang Yun nodded and said, "I should thank you. I was originally hesitant about how to treat the Jing family, and you helped me make a decision. Jing Sheng, what a pity..."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and Jing Chengxi in the distance suddenly exploded, turning into a blood mist that flew all over the sky.
Fang Yun took out three holy body fruits and threw them casually, flying towards the three Wen Zongs respectively.
"It's up to you to decide whether to eat or not."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he turned around and flew the Turtle Prison Cart.
The three Wen Zongs looked at the Holy Fruit in front of them with flickering eyes and fierce struggles in their hearts.
After a few breaths, a Wen Zong laughed at himself and said, "In the ancient land of Haiya, I was just attached to the Jing family and became their thug. I came here today just to gain benefits. Now I have surrendered to the human race's virtual saint, or the future human race's half-saint, but it is not shameful."
After saying this, Emperor Wenzong swallowed the holy fruit in one gulp.
Then, purple mist was seen coming out from his body, and the wounds seemed to be crawling with countless insects. After a few breaths, the wounds all over his body healed and the scabs fell off.
After a few more breaths, several layers of dead skin on his body fell off, and his body became more delicate and younger.
Everyone could sense that his younger body was full of explosive power.
He took out an iron tool from the lake shell and kneaded it into an iron ball like kneading dough.
The other two Wenzongs showed expressions of disbelief.
His eyes flashed with joy, and then he faced Fang Yun's back, half-knelt on Pingbu Qingyun, and said loudly: "I wish Qi Yue to thank Fang Xusheng for his reward. From now on, the Zhu family of Haiya Ancient Land will follow Fang Xusheng to wipe out the evil and stubborn people and wipe out the remaining evil!"
"Zhu Qiyue, you treacherous beast, have you forgotten how our ancestors saved your ancestors?" Jing Yuanhu shouted loudly.
"The three generations of the Zhu family have repaid the kindness our ancestors received. From now on, the Zhu family will begin to repay Fang Xusheng's kindness." Zhu Qi Yue stood up and looked at Jing Yuanhu calmly.
Before Fang Yun arrived at the Turtle Prison Cart, he did not look at Jing Yuanhu, but at Jing Liren, who was currently in charge of all the affairs of the Jing family.
"Now, the fate of the Jing family is in your hands."
Jing Liren looked at Fang Yun with horror in his eyes, because he vaguely guessed the intention of Fang Yun's words.
After a long silence, Jing Liren slowly said, "Fang Xusheng, please speak."
Fang Yun raised his head and looked down at everyone, saying: "I have suppressed the Jing family for thirty years, and I will see Chunsheng thirty years later."
Jing Liren's eyes were dim, but the other members of the Jing family were filled with fear.
Fang Yun’s intention is very clear. He wants to suppress the Jing family for thirty years, and after thirty years, allow the Jing family to develop.
But how can we suppress the Jing family
Kill all the high-ranking scholars in the Jing family, and exterminate all the geniuses in the Jing family!
Only in this way can the lifeline of the Jing family for thirty years be cut off.
"I… "
Jing Yuan Hu shouted, "We can't agree to him! The head of the family will definitely avenge us!"
Jing Liren showed a bitter smile on his face and said, "Yuan Hu, don't you understand? This Fang Yun can't hurt the master, but the master can't do anything about him. Once he gets in touch with the Tongsheng Courtyard, do you know what crime we have committed?"
Jing Yuan Hu's face changed, thinking of the possible punishment from the Holy Court, and said in surprise: "They dare not!"
"How dare they! Assassinating and killing the Void Saint and the Lord of the Saintly Path is a grave crime that will destroy the family! If they are tolerant, they will kill all the main lineage and let the children of the branch lineage inherit the Jing family. If they are vicious, they will even let the illegitimate children inherit the family business. In this way, they can not only preserve the bloodline of the ancestors, but also completely avoid the counterattack of the Jing family in the future, which is tantamount to exterminating the family. The Punishment Hall is the Fa family."
Everyone suddenly realized that the Legalists would definitely protect Fang Yun and would punish the Jing family with the most severe means.
"No, our Jing family cannot be replaced by those bastards! The semi-saint will of our ancestors will not allow him to do so!"
Jing Liren looked at his nephew who had been spoiled since childhood and showed pity.
Even the will of the Holy Spirit of Jing dare not go against the Holy Academy!
In the eyes of the saints, unless they are their children and grandchildren who grew up in their eyes, it does not matter who controls the family, as long as they are of their own blood.
As long as Fang Yun does not cut off the bloodline of Jing Sheng, Jing Sheng's will will never be able to take effect.
Otherwise, when the saints come to the world, the will of the Saint of the Well will be completely wiped out.
"Saint Fang Xu, I am willing to surrender!"
Jing Liren's knees fell heavily to the ground.
"You can't bring shame to the ancestors of the Jing family..." Jing Yuanhu let out a shrill cry.
Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, and several chains flew out, entangled Jing Yuanhu, and sent him into the mouth of the sinful turtle.
Crunch... Crunch... Crunch...