"Grandpa, grandpa......"

The three or four children who were escorted suddenly cried and shouted when they saw the Zhuang family, and some of the women wept, and some of them were pale and very frightened.

"Despicable!!"

Many Zhuang family members cursed Wan Miaomen for being despicable, but Zuo Ye was unmoved, his eyes were calm, staring at Zhuang Baiyi, and said coldly: "Have you thought about it?"

While speaking, Zuo Ye pressed one hand on the head of a child in the dealer's house, as long as Zhuang Bai dared to say a word, he immediately killed the killer.

"The Firmament Tablet is for you, release the people!" Zhuang Bai said angrily, holding the backpack containing the Firmament Tablet in his hand and striding forward.

"You can come here, as for him, it's better to stand still in place, otherwise I'm afraid, maybe I can't control my strength, and I will bear the consequences." ”

Zuo Ye did not stop Zhuang Bai from coming over, his eyes looked at Yunlang, and he said.

"Don't worry, I'll just stand still, and if I want to kill you, it's a matter of moving my fingers. Yunlang opened his mouth coldly, and the person stood quietly.

"Snort~~"

Zuo Ye sneered, he wouldn't believe that Yun Lang could kill people with his fingers more than ten meters away, so he directly took Yun Lang's words as the wind in his ears.

Soon, Zhuang Baiyi walked to a meter in front of Zuo Ye's body, staring at him from a distance, the Sky Tablet had been held in his hand, and there was a faint flow of true yuan on his palms.

"Let them go, if you dare to play tricks, you won't want to get the Sky Monument. Zhuang Baiyi's meaning is obvious, if Zuo Ye goes back on his word, he will directly destroy the Sky Monument as a last resort.

"Let go!" Zuo Ye said coldly.

At the sound of an order, the disciples of the Wan Miao Sect who were holding the women and children let go one after another.

"You go first!" Zhuang Bai shouted to them.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!!!Help me!"

Attention, the little boy in Zuo Ye's hand was not released, but grabbed his neck with his hand, and was lifted up like a puppy, and the little boy let out a painful cry for help.

"Zuo Ye, what do you mean!!" Zhuang Baiyi roared angrily, the child being carried was his grandson Bao'er, how could he not be angry.

"What do you mean?" Zuo Ye suddenly sneered, and said fiercely: "You have seen my sincerity, but you are holding the 'Sky Monument', I want to ask you what you mean!"

"Grandpa...... Grandpa......"

"Here you go!" Zhuang Baiyi no longer hesitated, threw the Firmament Tablet in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Release people!"

Zuo Ye stretched out his hand to catch the Sky Monument, and after checking that it was correct, he looked at Zhuang Baiyi, who was full of gloom and angry eyes, and said lazily: "I won't get along with a child yet, but I have to let him go with me." ”

"Let's go!!"

After speaking, Zuo Ye no longer paid attention to Zhuang Baiyi, carried Bao'er, and turned around to leave with the disciples in the door.

"Zuo Ye, you shameless villain!!Put down Bao'er!!" Zhuang Bai roared angrily, his body flew by, and he smashed Zuo Ye's back with a punch.

"Are you going to hit your grandson?" Zuo Yeyi turned around, holding Bao'er in his hand to meet Zhuang Baiyi's fist, his eyes full of mockery.

The frightened Zhuang Baiyi immediately retracted his fists, retreated, and roared angrily: "You bastard!!"

Throwing a rat bogey, Bao'er is in the hands of Zuo Ye, unless you don't want Bao'er's life.

Looking at Zhuang Baiyi in anger, Zuo Ye sneered, and said coldly: "You should feel lucky, if it weren't for him today, what I wanted would be not only the Sky Monument, but also all the lives of your Qingtumen!"

“......”

Zhuang Baiyi suddenly felt cold all over his body, and Zuo Ye's viciousness made him feel frightened.

If there were no clouds and waves today, the Sky Monument would naturally not be able to be saved, and with the means of Zuo Ye, it would only be a matter of time before the door was destroyed.

Looking at Zuo Ye, who turned around again, Zhuang Bai stood in place in a daze.

"You forgot what I said. At this moment, Yun Lang's cold voice echoed in everyone's ears, "Killing you is just a matter of moving your fingers." ”

More than ten meters away, Yun Lang pointed to Zuo Ye, the mana in the dantian surged, and an invisible force appeared out of thin air, passing through the space and enveloping Zuo Ye's body.

Before Zuo Ye could react, he felt his body stiffen, a thin layer of ice covered his whole body, and the Bao'er he was holding in his hand also fell to the ground.

And at this moment, the waves of clouds were like lightning, shooting straight into the left night, and the palm glowing with golden light slapped towards his head like the sun.

The unprecedented sense of crisis made Zuo Ye react suddenly, and he didn't have time to think about how Yun Lang made his body freeze, and the true yuan in the dantian exploded instantly.

"Bang!!"

The thin ice that enveloped his body instantly collapsed, turning into countless ice particles that sputtered out in all directions.

But it's too late!

At the same time, Yun Lang's palm had already hit his head, and under the terrifying power, the golden mask shattered, and his head was instantly slapped into his chest, becoming a headless corpse.

Hurry!

From Yunlang's shot to the end of the battle, it was a matter of the blink of an eye.

By the time everyone reacted, Zuo Ye was already dead, and Bao'er fell to the ground unharmed!

"Ah!!The master of the door is dead, run away!!"

As soon as Zuo Ye died, the disciples of Wanmiaomen panicked instantly, and immediately fled in all directions, hoping that their father and mother would give them two more legs.

"Humph!!"

Looking at the fleeing Wanmiaomen disciples, Yun Lang's eyes showed a cold light, and with a wave of his hand, a flame appeared out of thin air, flying like them.

In an instant, more than a dozen Wanmiaomen disciples who were slow to escape quickly caught fire on their bodies, screaming and rolling on the ground, but they were quickly burned to charcoal.

Zhuang Baiyi hugged Bao'er, staring blankly at the dozen or so corpses that were still smoking, as well as the headless Zuo Ye, and his heart was shocked.

Yun Lang's attack was beyond the scope of the martial artist, and it was terrifying to the point of incomparability.

......

After a few minutes, the people of Qingtumen finally managed to calm down.

Zhuang Baiyi arranged for a few people to clean up the battlefield, and asked Zhuang Baier to go back with the others first.

"Yun Shao, you take this. Zhuang Bai's tone was full of emotion, and he handed the backpack containing the 'Sky Monument' to Yun Lang.

"Master Zhuang, I'm not helping out for the sake of the 'Sky Monument'. Yunlang explained seriously.

"I know, Yun Shao misunderstood what I meant. Zhuang Baiyi smiled bitterly and explained: "With the strength of the 'Qingtu Gate', he is not worthy of having such a treasure as the 'Sky Tablet'. Forcibly keeping it is not a blessing but a curse. If it weren't for Yun Shao today, my 'Qingtu Gate' would also be destroyed. Only a person like Yun Shao and you is capable of owning the 'Sky Monument'. ”

"Yun Shao, I also hope you can accept it, otherwise I can only send it to some ancient tomb to hide. Zhuang Baisan also smiled bitterly, not at all having the joy of getting the 'Sky Monument' a few days ago.

Looking at the sincere eyes of the two of them, Yun Lang thought for a while, and said slowly: "That's it, I'll keep the 'Sky Monument', and I'll refine a few bottles of 'Qingyun Pill' for you to improve the overall strength of the Qingtu Gate." ”