"After them, you wait. ”

Ling Jiuxiao smiled and looked at the three martial artists gathered below.

The expressions of the Yan family, the Qi family, and the Jiang family changed drastically, and they wanted to escape, but under Ling Jiuxiao's gaze, they didn't dare to flee at all.

"Kill!"

With a wave of Ling Jiuxiao's big hand, countless dead spirits rushed down like a tide.

"Spare your life, spare your life!"

"I surrender, let me go!"

"Don't dare, don't dare to disobey the City Lord's Mansion, please let it go!"

......

Hundreds of figures are fleeing.

However, Ling Jiuxiao's expression was as calm as water, watching as thousands of undead spirits slaughtered the fleeing warriors.

"I don't believe he's really so invincible!"

Yan Jun knew very well that the key to this battle was Ling Jiuxiao.

As long as Ling Jiuxiao is killed, there is still hope for this battle!

If it were someone else, he might have despaired, but Yanjun hadn't.

He is a killer, and he is an extremely good ace killer, above the gold medal, and he has killed all the martial emperors!

Ling Jiuxiao can subdue the Three Saints, relying more on his puppets, as long as he is not prepared to take it by surprise, he will take off Ling Jiuxiao's head, and he will have the last laugh!

"Click!"

Suddenly, Yan Jun felt a crisp movement in his ears.

His eyes looked down, and blood was rolling out of his neck.

"Ninth brother, I usually teach you to leave a line in everything so that we can see each other in the future...... It's a pity that when you gained power before, you really wanted to kill me and Wuwu, as well as the children of the Yan family who stood on our side. ”

Yan Wuyin, who was holding Yan Jun's head, sighed lightly: "With this alone, it is impossible for me to let you go." ”

"Uncle Thirteen!"

Yan Wuwu hurried to see Yan Thirteen.

Yan Thirteen was dethroned and dying, opening his mouth, but unable to speak.

"Whew!"

A black shadow flew in and landed in Yan Thirteen's mouth, and swallowed it in his stomach with a grunt.

"Send someone to take him back, swallow my elixir, and he won't die for a while. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said: "With my necromantic army, it is enough to suppress the Wu family, the Jiang family and the Qi family, you and I should go and meet Yan Canghai." ”

"To meet the Ancestor of the Saints?"

Yan Wuwu was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, Lord Castle. ”

Yan said respectfully.

In front of Ling Jiuxiao, the true Lord of the Sunset, he didn't dare to call himself the City Lord.

Yan Wuwu glanced back at the bloodied street, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

In any case, if your side loses, the end is probably not much better.

Therefore, some superfluous mercy is completely unnecessary.

The Castle Lord's Mansion, an underground secret room.

Yan Canghai sat down.

His breath is like a hanging thread, like a candle in the wind, as long as the wind is stronger, people will die and the lights will be extinguished.

Yan Canghai knew that his life was short.

However, he can't die yet.

If he died, the Yan family, which was now in danger, would collapse all at once.

"I can't die yet. ”

Yan Canghai settled down with this thought.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to go out, others won't know about his situation at all.

Yasheng is immortal, and no one dares to act rashly.

Before the retreat, Yan Canghai ordered Yan to be innocent, and the time was right, either the entire Yan family would evacuate Sunset City together, or give it a go and hand over the position of city lord to Yan Wuwu.

Hiko is not guilty of choosing the latter.

It's a pity that what Yan Canghai didn't know was that the Yan family at the end of the strong crossbow actually had only one choice: escape.

As a result, Sunset City is particularly noisy today.

"Boom!"

The door of the secret room rose, and Ling Jiuxiao stepped into it, saying, "What a serious injury...... Was he injured by the Barbarian Great Sage?"

"Do you know about the Barbarian Great Sage?"

Yan Wuwu hurriedly asked.

"I learned about it when I came. ”

Ling Jiuxiao did not deny it: "If there is no accident, they should have come to me." But they couldn't find me, and they learned about my relationship with you, so they attacked you and vented their anger. ”

He offended the fighting tribe very lightly, the other party couldn't find anyone, and he went back without doing anything, and he couldn't hang his face.

"You ....... ”

Yan Wuwu's mouth opened slightly, and his mood was complicated.

"If it weren't for him....... ”

Thinking of this, Yan Wuwu was shocked and didn't dare to think about it.

She never thought of blaming Ling Jiuxiao.

However, after knowing that the previous calamity was indeed caused by him, Yan Wuwu was still confused.

"If you want to blame, blame it. ”

Ling Jiuxiao had no joy or sorrow, some were just a touch of helplessness, and said, "I underestimated them...... The Fighting Tribe, the giant among the Heavenly Barbarians, how could they suffer a loss and not settle accounts with me. ”

"Fighting the Tribe...... You said that the barbarian great sage who came to trouble us is from the Fighting Tribe?"

Yan Wuyin was stunned.

You must know that the Fighting Tribe is a behemoth when you look at the Nine Heavens Continent.

How could Ling Jiuxiao provoke such an existence?

"Ahem!"

Thinking about it, Hiko coughed a few times without guilt.

At first, in order to pretend, he swallowed an elixir with serious aftermath to forcibly stabilize the injury, but now he relaxes a little, and the insufficient medicinal power can no longer suppress the old wounds in his body, and he gradually attacks.

"Ancestral ginseng. ”

Ling Jiuxiao raised his hand to summon a medicine king.

"It's ...... Medicine King?"

Yan Wuxin recognized the breath of ancestral ginseng, and was immediately startled.

"Give me ten drops of your juice. ”

Ling Jiuxiao didn't say a word, and said.

"What!"

Zu Shen's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to reject Ling Jiuxiao.

"I owe you, and I will pay it back. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said seriously.

"Really?"

Zu Shenhu asked.

"Naturally, it's true. ”

Ling Jiuxiao said leisurely: "Don't you see more and more guys following me? It's because of my charm, if I were a pit thing, they would have run out a long time ago, and they would still talk nonsense with me here?"

"Ahem...... Alright!"

Zu Shen said reluctantly.

In fact, when asked if it was willing to give Ling Jiuxiao ten drops of juice, it refused.

But, looking at Ling Jiuxiao's posture, if you don't give it to him, you will take it by force.

It's better to push the boat down the river and let this thing owe you a favor.

"One, two, three...... Just ten drops!"

Zu Shen reluctantly forced out ten drops of juice, and his breath suddenly withered a lot.

"The city lord's injuries are more serious and need five drops. ”

Ling Jiuxiao did not hesitate to give the five drops to Yan Wuxin.

"This ...... It's too precious for me to take it!"

Yan was innocent and waved his hand repeatedly.

The juice of the Medicine King is very rare, and the ancestral ginseng forced out ten drops of juice, and I don't know how long it will take to cultivate to make up for it.

"This is a little apology to the two of you, it is that I mishandled things and underestimated the courage and ruthlessness of the fighting tribe. ”

There was a chill between Ling Jiuxiao's words and deeds: "It's just that my people will never be hurt in vain, and the good things they have done, one day, they will want them to experience it for themselves!"

Yan is innocent, Yan Wuwu father and daughter smelled a trace of killing intent in Ling Jiuxiao's words, almost monstrous!

"So, don't refuse my kindness, and accept this little compensation. ”

Ling Jiuxiao's tone changed and he said with a smile.