"You won't feel at ease," Yang Yibu said as he stared at Li Xingxing.

"Uh, master, am I so unbearable in your mind," Li Xingxing said as he put the space ring in his hand into his own.

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"Well, why hasn't there been any movement yet, is it that the killing is not enough, or the time has not yet come" Xing Manhu's eyes in Xing Manhu's room looked into the void and muttered.

"Manyu, come to me" Xing Manhu withdrew his gaze from the void, took out a communication stone from the space ring, and sent a message inside.

It didn't take long for Xing Manyu to come to Xing Manhu's room.

"My lord, do you have anything to tell me when you asked me to come over? I also have something to report to you, my lord."

As soon as Xing Manyu came to Xing Manhu's room, he clapped his hands and said.

"Manyu, if you have something, you can say it first" Xing Manhu said with a slight smile at Xing Manyu.

"My lord, I just received news that the nine hundred and eighty-three monks we sent out at the peak of the sixth to seventh levels of the Yuan Infant Stage have all been killed, and they have all been killed by Yang Yibu."

Xing Manyu said to Xing Manhu with a gloomy face, in fact, Xing Manyu was still very sad in his heart, although it was said that he sent out not the monks of Zixiao Palace, but the monks of vassal forces, but how to say that these monks belonged to Zixiao Palace.

"Manyu, relax your heart, there's no need to be so sad" Xing Manhu stretched out his hand and patted Xing Manyu's shoulder and said.

"My lord, what are you looking for your subordinates for" After being silent for a while, Xing Manyu calmed down and asked Xing Manhu.

"Man Yu, in fact, I came to you to ask about your siege and killing of Yang Yibu, and now that I know, there is nothing to ask."

Xing Manhu looked at Xing Manyu and said.

"My lord, what should we do next, whether to continue to besiege Yang Yibu, or to ask for help from the palace" Xing Manyu looked at Xing Manhu and asked.

"Man Yu, how many Yuan Infant Stage sixth- to seventh-level peak monks can we send now," Xing Manhu asked softly.

"Do you mean to add Zixiao Palace, or to a special vassal sect," Xing Manyu looked at Xing Manhu and asked respectfully.

"Send out the forces of both sides this time, you can see how many can be sent out in total," Xing Manhu said to Xing Manyu after thinking for a while.

"My lord, there are still more than seven hundred monks at the peak of the sixth to seventh levels of the Yuan Infant Stage in the ruins of Heavenly Court, are they all sent out?"

Xing Manyu looked at Xing Manhu and said respectfully.

"Man Yu, it's not enough, so let's do it, you are sending a thousand monks from the peak of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, this time you must not let Yang Yibu leave before he lived."

Xing Manhu's gaze became cold, and he looked like he was unwilling to kill Yang Yibu.

"My lord, just send this monk over, I'm afraid it won't be able to make the climate, see if you can send a few monks from the early stage of the eighth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the middle of the eighth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to press the formation, don't let Yang Yibu escape another catastrophe."

Xing Manyu asked Xing Manhu straight back, he was afraid that Yang Yibu would escape again this time.

"Man Yu, the eighth-level monks of the Yuan Infant Stage can't move yet, they all have their own responsibilities, and they can't be sent over, just do as I say, some middle and low Yuan Infant Stage monks can still afford to lose in our Zixiao Palace."

Xing Manhu looked at Xing Manyu and said with a slight smile, he could be regarded as making a decision on this matter, and at the same time, Xing Manyu had no room for opposition.

"Okay, my lord, just do as you say, I'll arrange it" Although Xing Manyu was unwilling to make such an arrangement, this was Xing Manhu's decision, and he had to implement it.

"Master, you killed so many monks in Zixiao Palace, do you think they will be afraid and dare not send people to chase and kill us."

It's been a long time, and no monk from Zixiao Hall has come to kill him, Li Xingxing couldn't help but complain.

"Xiaoxing, I just found out today that your mouth is a crow's mouth, and it is very effective."

Yang Yibu did not answer Li Xingxing's words, but looked at Li Xingxing with a smile and said.

"Master, why are you calling me a crow's mouth" Li Xingxing's eyes widened, looking at Yang Yibu and asking puzzled.

"Xiaoxing, I'm not scolding you, I'm saying that you have a very smart crow's mouth, what do you say, don't you say Zixiao Palace, aren't the monks of Zixiao Hall coming?"

Yang Yibu said as he raised his head to look at the sky in the distance.

"Master, the monks of Zixiao Hall are really here, how many people are here this time, and whether the cultivation is high or not."

Li Xingxing asked several questions at once, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, which was a kind of militant factor flashing from the depths of his soul.

"Xiaoxing, the five of you are blessed this time" Yang Yibu smiled lightly, turned back to Li Xingxing and said to the five of them.

"Why," Li Xingxing asked puzzled.

"Because more than half of the monks who came this time are the dishes of the five of you, so the five of you should be ready for a bloody battle."

Yang Yibu said with some schadenfreude, he really wanted to see what Li Xingxing and their embarrassment looked like after the war.

"Really, aha, I'm so excited" Li Xingxing couldn't help but shout excitedly when he heard that it was their turn to appear this time.

"Don't be too happy, because this dish is too hard, there are more than a thousand monks, and all of them are monks from the peak of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, be careful to break your front teeth."

Yang Yibu said with a smile, the schadenfrefreude in his eyes even stronger.

"So many, is the Zixiao Palace pouring out" Li Xingxing and the five of them stared wide-eyed, you look at me, I look at you, with a look of helplessness on their faces.

"Why, I'm not excited now, if you don't think you're an opponent, run away," Yang Yibu looked at Li Xingxing and the five of them jokingly said.

"Master, who said that we were afraid, we just felt that the situation was a little serious, why should we run away."

Li Xingxing stared at Yang Yibu with eyes and said, where did Li Xingxing not know that this was Yang Yibu making fun of and motivating the five of them.

"Hula~" Just as Yang Yibu and Li Xingxing were talking, a large streamer flew rapidly from a distance.

The streamer came to a halt not far in front of Yang Yibu, and the light dissipated, revealing a large figure of people.

These monks were clearly divided into two teams, one group was the peak of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Period, and the other group was the monks from the beginning of the sixth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Period.

The two groups of monks were clearly separated, and there was no mixing at all.

"Yang Yibu, you are so bold, dare to slaughter the monks of my Zixiao Palace" A monk at the peak of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage walked out of the crowd.

He held a cold gold and iron spear in his hand, and he swung the body of the spear, pointed the tip of the spear at Yang Yibu and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, why don't I slaughter the monks of your Zixiao Palace, don't accept you to bite me."

Yang Yibu snorted disdainfully and said that he really couldn't understand if the upper echelons of the Zixiao Hall had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Last time, so many monks from the middle of the sixth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage were slaughtered by themselves, why do they continue to send these useless monks to their deaths now.

This is really no one to send in the Zixiao Palace, or is it intended to let these monks come to die, Yang Yibu is puzzled.

Since he can't see through the deep meaning of this, let's kill them all, kill them and see the next move of Zixiao Palace.

"Kill~" With a wave of the spear, which monk at the peak of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage had no intention of engaging in a so-called battle of words with Yang Yibu, he gave the order to fight.

"Kill~" Yang Yibu also roared, waved his fists, and killed him.

At the same time, Li Xingxing and the five of them also rushed into the group of monks from the peak of the fourth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to the peak of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Soon, a large area of blood mist rose from the battlefield, and the battle started immediately, for the monks of Zixiao Palace, it was a battle of life and death.

But for Yang Yib, it was just a naked, one-sided, slaughtering feast.

After another rain of blood, all the monks who were as black as dark clouds disappeared, and some only had a huge smell of blood rushing into the sky.

The streams of blood on the earth still flow to the same place as the previous ones, and then disappear somewhere.

There are no shouts of killing, no more fighting, no explosions...... Heaven and earth became dead silent.

"Whew~, whew~" A thick wheezing sound sounded in the silent sky, which was the panting sound of Li Xingxing and the five of them who were so tired that they were lying on the ground.

"Xiaoxing, hurry up and quickly clean up the battlefield" Yang Yibu's voice lost his previous calmness, and from this quiet world, he smelled a different smell.

"Yes~" I had never heard Yang Yibu's voice so urgent, and Li Xingxing didn't ask Yang Yibu why.

They dragged their tired bodies from the ground and began to clean up the battlefield with their best efforts.

One by one, the space rings scattered everywhere were taken back by them one by one, although the five of them were extremely tired, but under the lure of treasure, they cleaned the battlefield very quickly.

In less than the time for tea, the entire battlefield was cleaned up, and not even a single hair remained.

"Hurry up" Yang Yibu saw that Li Xingxing and the others had finished cleaning up the battlefield, so he waved his hand to them and said.

"Yes, master, master" Li Xingxing and the five of them agreed, and came to Yang Yibu's side as fast as possible.

"Master, is it the real master of Zixiao Palace?" asked Li Xingxing eagerly as soon as he came to Yang Yibu's side.

Li Xingxing saw Yang Yibu's usual calm face, and now it became solemn, as if something terrible was about to happen.