Chapter 134: Bloody Battle at the Gate!

  The Ye family estate was shrouded in a tense atmosphere, surrounded by thousands of soldiers outside. Gu Huo, Yan Suo and Yuan Tong stood at the gate with cold expressions.

  "Today I, Yuan Tong, will trample the Ye family to avenge my beloved son, Yuan Lin. A cold and stern cry echoed through the Ye family's estate."

  "It's clear that you were besieging the Yi Chen brothers and ended up getting killed instead, yet you still dare to shout loudly?" A young figure appeared on the wall, it was Jia Xin.

  "Hmm"

  Yu Tong's heart ached as he was struck, and with a cold hum, his palm flipped over, releasing a surge of energy that sought to take Jia Xin's life.

  Boom

  A surge of energy burst out from the Yi family estate, blocking Yuan Tong's attack. At the same time, three figures appeared on the surrounding wall. They were Yi Siqing, Jia Ding and Yan Jian.

  At this time, Yi Siqing's face was pale and bloodless, obviously seriously injured. His eyes were fixed on Gu Huo, the one who had killed his own grandson.

  "Easy old devil, have you been eating well these days? Sleeping soundly?" Gu Huo joked with a smile.

  "If it weren't for your despicable means, would you still be standing here?" Yi Siqing's eyes gleamed with a cold, murderous intent.

  "If it weren't for his narrow escape, you would have already entered the underworld and met your grandson." Gu Huo said with a cold expression.

  "Don't be too pleased with yourself, I'll personally get to know you later and have you buried with my grandson." Yi Si Qing's tone had a hint of desolation.

  "You think you're enough with just these people? If Yisi Qing hadn't been injured, I might have believed it, but now you're still not qualified." Gu Huo said disdainfully.

  "That's enough for you." Yan Jian let out a cold hum, but his expression turned grave.

  He was originally still in seclusion, but suddenly learned that the Yi family was in trouble, and used a forced exit from seclusion method. As a result, his cultivation had not fully recovered, only recovering to the quasi-Huang Soul Realm's cultivation level.

  "You old thing, don't be so arrogant here. With just your quasi-Huang Soul Boundary cultivation, I can easily crush you to death." Yan Su said coldly.

  "You rebellious disciple, I was truly blind." Gankai's eyes were fixed tightly on Ganso.

  "Hmph, no more nonsense, today I will take you down, you old useless thing."

  Iwasa sneered and produced a four-star seal and a patterned disc in his hand, quickly drawing a ferocious demon beast with a hideous face, charging towards Iwajin.

  "Hū" Yan Jian was a six-star demon mirror master in his heyday, with extremely rich combat experience. He quickly took out his own disk and instrument, drew a shield, and blocked his attack.

  Two people were originally master and apprentice, but now they are fighting for life and death. They move towards the distance, engaging in a fierce battle together.

  "Yi Siqing, today I will take your life and annihilate your entire clan to offer sacrifices to my Lin'er in heaven." Yuan Tong's face was cold, due to the death of Yuan Lin, he hated the Yi family to the extreme, and mobilized his soul power to charge towards Yi Siqing.

  Jia Ding turned his head to glance at Yi Siqing, and let out a helpless sigh in his heart. This battle would be fine if they won, but if they lost, the Jia and Yi families would be disgraced overnight.

  "Your opponent is me." He silently sighed and Jia Dingyun turned his soul power to attack Yuan Tong.

  "Jia Xin, the power of the Jia family has already gone, now surrender to us and I can ensure that your Jia family will be safe and sound." Yu Tong said coldly, blocking Jia Ding's way.

  "You don't deserve it." If they were to switch sides now, apart from being cursed, the isolated Jia family would definitely be attacked first. Could Jia Ding not have thought of this? He let out a cold laugh.

  "I'll have to take you down first, then eliminate the Ye family." Yuan Tong angrily shouted, mobilizing his soul power to fight alongside Jia Ding, with a shocking momentum.

  "Yi Si Qing, you didn't think you'd have this day, did you? How does it feel to be sent off by a white-haired person as a black-haired one?" Gu Huo's face was even more teasing.

  "I, Yisi Qing, will definitely use your blood to sacrifice the spirit of my son in heaven." Yisi Qing's voice was filled with coldness and desolation.

  "Kill." Gu Huo didn't respond, he simply waved his hand and the thousands of soldiers behind him charged into the Yi family manor with their weapons drawn.

  "Come on, you guys! Kill me!" Despite being severely injured, Yi Siqing's aura remained strong as he let out a loud roar.

  "Kill!" The earth-shaking killing sound came from the manor, and thousands of soldiers wearing armor rushed out of the manor, colliding with the soldiers on the side of the Gu family.

  But the soldiers of the Yi family were obviously stronger, releasing a thick bloody aura, they were like human killing machines, constantly harvesting the lives of their enemies.

  "Yi Jia controlled 70% of the empire's military power, and the selected soldiers were indeed different, but in front of the strong, they were just a group of ants."

  Gu Huo sneered and swung his palm forward, transforming a surge of energy into a large knife that slashed down, instantly killing dozens of soldiers.

  "After today, your family will be erased from the Yuan Xuan Empire." Gu Huo swung his palm again, and dozens more soldiers were killed.

  "It depends on whether you have the skills." A long, large knife appeared in his hand, and Yi Siqing hummed softly as he manipulated his soul power to slash at Gu Huo.

  "If you were in your prime, I would still be wary of you three parts, but now you are nothing more than a lingering ember, a pitiful creature who sends off the white-haired to mourn the black-haired."

  A silver flame spear appeared in Gu Hu's hand, and with a twist of his waist, he thrust out with a strong gust of wind, colliding with the big knife.

  If it were in its heyday, Gu Huo would absolutely not be Yisi Qing's opponent, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and was forced to retreat two steps.

  Yi Si Qing was a figure who had been through the battlefield for half his life, after putting down the shock force, the big knife wrapped around the yellow soul force, and the strong wind cut towards Gu Ho's head.

  "Struggling in vain will only make your death more painful. It's better to surrender quietly, and I'll spare your body from being torn apart."

  The opponent was just a spent force, Gu Huo didn't have the slightest fear, urging his soul power to pour into the long spear, and then stabbing towards Yi Siqing's big knife again, producing a dull sound.

  "Four-Star Upper-Class Soul Technique—Crescent Moon Slash!"

  Extremely calm, Yi Si Qing let out a soft "hmm" from his mouth, the big knife quickly drew back and chopped towards Gu Huo's head.

  "Four-Star Upper-Class Soul Technique - Scarlet Flame Demon Gun!"

  Frenzied reversal of soul power, Gu Huo wielded the Silver Flame Long Gun and danced out a dozen or so dazzling gun flowers, emitting a 'whoooo' sound like a ghostly wail that rushed forward.

  The long spear and the large sword clashed violently, a deafening sound echoed through the air, a visible ripple burst out, Yisi Qing was pushed back seven or eight meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  If it were in its heyday, Yi Siqing would have chopped off his opponent with a few knives, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and could only exert ordinary strength.

  "Easy old, must hold on! If you fall down, our two families will be completely finished." Jia Ding was somewhat anxious, but he couldn't tell whose side to help. Yan Jian was the same.

  "You're no match for me, the end of the strong crossbow. Continuing to struggle is meaningless, surrender obediently and I can give you a dignified way to die." Gu Huo said with a ferocious expression.

  "Take your life, offer it to the spirit of my grandson." Yisi Qing wiped away the fresh blood, his aged body seemed to have endless power, the big knife emitted a dazzling light, chopping towards Gu Huo's head.

  "If you want to die, then I'll help you achieve it."

  Gu Huo sneered and with a twist of his waist, he stabbed out with his spear, blocking off Yi Siqing's attack. The powerful force sent him stumbling back two steps.

  "Five-Product Lower-Class Soul Technique - Heavenly Thunder Palm!"

  Yi Si Qing's battle experience was quite rich, and he finally had the opportunity to take advantage of it. His right palm surged out with a massive amount of soul power, accompanied by a deafening sound like thunder, striking Gu Huo's dantian.

  If this move hits, I'm afraid Gu Hu's cultivation will be destroyed.

  A strong gust of wind came suddenly, Gu Huo's heart skipped a beat, and when he reacted, his face revealed a ferocious expression.

  "Wu Pin Lower Grade Soul Skill - Gu Sha Gun Technique!" The long spear flashed with a dazzling light, and Gu Huo let out an angry roar as the spear's momentum shifted to stab towards Yi Siqing's palm.

  "Boom!" The deafening sound reverberated through the air, a visible surge of energy spreading out in all directions, as if time itself had stopped flowing for an instant.

  "Hmm"

  Right behind, Yis Qing fell out and flew backwards, heavily hitting a large stone, the big knife in his hand falling to the ground.

  After all, due to the injury, Yi Siqing could only exert half of his strength. The fatal move just now not only failed to succeed but also made him suffer more serious injuries.

  "Yī sī qìng, jīn rì nǐ zhōng yú yào zāi zài wǒ gǔ huò de shǒu zhōng!" The former opponent was defeated miserably at his own hands, and Gǔ Huò burst into maniacal laughter.

  Yi Si Qing's face was as white as paper, he was originally severely injured, now it was a case of adding insult to injury, even moving a finger was difficult.

  "Chen Er, Grandfather can't avenge you anymore." A hint of reminiscence and regret flashed in Yisi Qing's eyes.

  Yan Jian and Jia Ding were busy with their own opponents, although they knew that Yi Si Qing had been defeated, but they couldn't extricate themselves, and could only anxiously watch.

  Those easy-going soldiers also have their own opponents, and they are just anxious too.

  "You didn't think you'd end up like this today, did you, Yisu Qing? Let me send you on your way to the Yellow Springs Road, where you can meet with your grandson!"

  A ferocious expression emerged on his face, Gu Huo raised the long spear in his hand and stabbed it towards Yisi Qing's head, with an extremely powerful force, as if he must take Yisi Qing's life.

  Yi Si's face revealed a reluctant expression, his eyes fixed on Gu Huo with an intent to kill. Wanting to dodge but already out of strength, he could only let the long spear gradually enlarge in his pupils.

  "Old dog, stop!"

  Suddenly, a furious roar filled with murderous intent erupted, followed by a three-meter-long heavy sword that brought strong gusts of wind and charged towards Gu Huo.

  The momentum was too strong, Gu Huo's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly withdrew his long spear, his body flashing as he retreated more than ten steps.

  "Hong" Gu Huo Gang had just left, a three-meter-long heavy sword slammed into the place where he was standing, inserted into the ground, releasing intense killing intent.

  The sudden change shocked everyone, and they turned their heads to look in the direction of the flying sword. They saw a figure wearing a black long shirt standing in the wind.

  It's him.

  When they saw his appearance clearly, everyone present widened their eyes and looked at him with disbelieving faces.

  "You dare to move my family? Today, I will make you fall here!" A murderous intent filled the air, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.