31: Chapter 31: One sword slays a Foundation Establishment cultivator, my fairy wife goes berserk!

Jiang Feng's words, "Leave none alive," were devoid of emotion, yet they made everyone shudder.

"Kill!"

Clan Head Jiang Nan was the first to sense the intense killing intent behind Jiang Feng's calmness.

His eyes turned blood-red instantly, and his long saber hummed in his hand. Pouring his True Qi into it without reservation, he split a resisting Wang Family Elder in two.

Blood splattered across his face, but he didn't care. He only felt that the pent-up frustration of the last ten days had finally been released.

Young Master Jiang Chen threw himself completely into the slaughter.

His figure left afterimages in the chaotic courtyard. Every strike of his sword was concise, efficient, and extremely precise.

A Li Family steward had just raised his Magical Artifact when the sword light flashed across his neck.

Before the ferocity on his face could fade, his head had already soared into the sky.

Young Master Jiang Chen didn't even glance at him; his gaze was already locked onto his next target.

There was no hate in his eyes, nor was there anger; he was simply executing an order.

Jiang Feng said, "Leave none alive."

Then, leave none alive.

The Cultivators from the Wang Family and Li Family who had invaded the Jiang Family had thought they would win easily. Only now did they realize in terror that the Jiang Family was far stronger than they had imagined, and that they themselves were the ones being slaughtered.

These Jiang Family Disciples, with blood-red eyes, were like madmen, seemingly unaware of fatigue or pain.

The power of the Medicinal Pill rampaged through their Meridians. While their cultivation surged, it also allowed them to vent their long-suppressed anger madly.

A young Jiang Family member roared, actually hugging a Wang Family Cultivator with higher cultivation than himself, and detonating the violent spiritual power in his Dantian.

Boom!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

This suicidal fighting style completely crushed the morale of the Wang Family and Li Family Cultivators.

Only a quarter of an hour.

The noisy courtyard was dead silent.

In the air, the thick smell of blood mixed with the stench of internal organs was nauseating.

Limbs and severed arms littered the ground; there was not a single standing enemy left.

The Wang Family and Li Family Cultivators who had invaded the Jiang Family mansion were completely wiped out!

High in the sky.

Ancestor Wang Gang, who was locked in combat with City Lord Fang Ming, caught a glimpse of the tragedy below, and his heart ached violently.

His pupils were instantly filled with bloodshot veins!

Those... those were the Foundation of his Wang Family! They were the source of his Wang Family's dominance in Jiangyuan City!

Now, they were all gone!

"Ahhhhh, Jiang Feng! City Lord Fang Ming! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off!"

Ancestor Wang Gang let out a howl so shrill it didn't sound human.

He no longer held anything back, suddenly opening his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of heart blood, all of which splattered onto his ghost-head saber.

Hum—!

The saber's blood light surged several feet, and an Aura of ferocity and violence shot into the sky. Before the blade even arrived, the Evil Qi forced City Lord Fang Ming's breath to hitch, and his figure was forcibly pushed back half a step.

"Clan Head Wang, you are burning your Divine Soul! Have you gone mad?"

City Lord Fang Ming's expression changed drastically; this old thing wanted to die with him! He didn't want to be buried with him!

"Get out of my way!"

Blood tears flowed from Ancestor Wang Gang's eyes, and the blood saber in his hand had completely locked onto Lin Yueyao on the other side.

He knew that as long as he killed this woman, everything could still be salvaged!

The blood-colored blade light, carrying an Aura of certain death, ignored City Lord Fang Ming's obstruction and slashed straight at Lin Yueyao.

However, as a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage Cultivator, City Lord Fang Ming was experienced; how could he let him have his way?

City Lord Fang Ming shifted his figure, firmly pinning Ancestor Wang Gang down.

Just at this moment!

A tyrannical and extremely domineering shout came from the direction of the Jiang Family Forbidden Ground, the sound immensely loud.

"Impudent wretches! Do you really think my Jiang Family has no one left?!"

Before the words faded, a figure appeared behind Clan Head Li Ziwen with unnatural speed.

It was Fourth Ancestor, Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan!

Although Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's Aura was not as perfect as a true Foundation Establishment, it possessed an indomitable and domineering Aura.

He did not use any flashy Spell.

He simply poured all the False Foundation True Qi in his body into his fists and smashed them fiercely at Clan Head Li Ziwen's vital back.

This was pure power and violence.

"Not good!"

Clan Head Li Ziwen, who was being pressed into a fluster by Lin Yueyao's sword light, suddenly felt the fatal Aura behind him, and his face changed in terror.

He wanted to dodge!

But Lin Yueyao's sword was too fast, and the cold Qi attached to the sword had already invaded his Meridians, making his movements sluggish and stiff.

In a flash, he could only turn around hastily and hold his folding fan Magic Treasure across his chest, trying to take the hit!

"Bang!"

A muffled, thunderous sound rang out.

Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's fists landed solidly on the fan ribs.

Crack!

The High Grade Spiritual Artifact folding fan was actually shattered inch by inch by this punch!

Clan Head Li Ziwen only felt a massive force surge in; his protective spiritual light shattered instantly, and he spat out blood, stumbling forward.

His chest collapsed, leaving his defenses wide open!

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

How could Lin Yueyao let it pass?

Killing intent flashed in her eyes, and her voice was very cold.

"Ice Profound, Obliteration."

The ice sword in her hand shone brightly, and a strand of azure Sword Qi, as thin as a hair, pierced through the night sky silently.

Pfft!

The Sword Qi pierced into Clan Head Li Ziwen's exposed back with extreme precision and shot out from his chest!

Clan Head Li Ziwen's body stiffened violently.

He looked down blankly at the blood hole in his chest that was constantly expanding, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The next instant, the extremely cold Qi exploded within his body!

"Crack... crack crack crack..."

Translucent ice crystals spread rapidly with the wound as the center, instantly freezing his internal organs, his Meridians...

Finally, that domineering cold Qi invaded his Sea of Consciousness, freezing his Soul, which was filled with terror and unwillingness, along with all his thoughts.

"Bang!"

A crisp shattering sound.

Li Family Clan Head, Clan Head Li Ziwen.

This Foundation Establishment expert who had dominated Jiangyuan City for decades turned into billions of shimmering ice crystal fragments in mid-air, which were blown away by the night wind, completely dissipating.

Body and Soul destroyed!

Seeing this scene, Ancestor Wang Gang trembled all over and instantly woke up from his madness.

He looked at the woman, then looked at the indifferent white-haired old man below.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, making him feel icy cold all over.

This was simply a one-sided slaughter.

And Jiang Feng was the one who decided everything!

The situation was lost!

Run!

This was the only thought in Ancestor Wang Gang's mind.

He feinted with his saber to force back City Lord Fang Ming, and without hesitation, he burned his Origin, turning into a streak of earthy-yellow light, fleeing madly toward the outside of the city without looking back.

City Lord Fang Ming's eyes narrowed; he knew that he was already tied to the Jiang Family and absolutely could not let Ancestor Wang Gang leave Jiangyuan City alive.

His True Qi erupted, and with a palm strike from a distance, he slammed heavily onto Ancestor Wang Gang's back.

Ancestor Wang Gang's body shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His Aura withered to the extreme, but the desire to survive made his speed increase instead of decrease.

Lin Yueyao just watched the fleeing, pathetic streak of light coldly.

She slowly raised her hand and made a light grabbing motion in the air toward the direction where Ancestor Wang Gang was fleeing.

"Mystic Ice, Seal."

In an instant, with Lin Yueyao as the center, the temperature within a hundred zhang plummeted.

Ancestor Wang Gang, who was fleeing for his life, only felt the surrounding air suddenly become very thick. An icy chill that penetrated to the bone surged from all directions. His protective spiritual light shattered inch by inch, and even the speed of his blood flow was dropping rapidly.

His speed became slower and slower, and slower...

Finally, he was frozen in mid-air, his whole body covered with a thick layer of white frost, still maintaining the posture of fleeing for his life, looking somewhat comical.

Lin Yueyao's figure appeared in front of him instantly.

"No..."

Ancestor Wang Gang's eyes were full of fear. He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but his throat could only make a "ho ho" sound; he couldn't spit out a single word.

Lin Yueyao did not give him any chance.

She joined her fingers, a wisp of pure ice-blue Sword Qi lingering on her fingertips, and tapped lightly on Ancestor Wang Gang's forehead.

The action was elegant but carried killing intent.

Pfft!

A small blood hole appeared on Ancestor Wang Gang's forehead.

All the light in his eyes faded away rapidly.

The corpse, frozen into an ice sculpture, fell straight down from mid-air, hitting the bluestone slab of the Jiang Family courtyard with a "bang," shattering into a pile of ice chunks.

The two Clan Heads of Jiangyuan City, Ancestor Wang Gang and Clan Head Li Ziwen.

All executed!

Inside the Jiang Family mansion, there was silence for a full three breaths.

Immediately after.

"We won!"

"We won!"

"Second Master is mighty! Fairy is mighty!"

The surviving Jiang Family Disciples erupted into huge cheers.

Many people threw away the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, then laughed wildly.

All of them, whether kneeling or standing, had their gazes fanatically gathered on one person.

The figure standing in the center of the courtyard, with hands behind his back, a head of white hair gently fluttering in the night wind.

Second Master, Jiang Feng!

Jiang Feng's face was calm as an ancient well, but his heart was complaining wildly.

"Not bad, not bad. Lin Yueyao's fighting posture is much more elegant than that little glutton Yuan Chu eating a chicken leg."

"This wave, the high-end combat power of the Wang and Li families is completely wiped out. The remaining assets are just fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered. That little money-grubber Yu Niang is probably going to be happy to death."

"And System, why isn't the reward coming yet? Bad review!"

However, just when everyone was immersed in the joy of victory.

A cold, majestic voice, containing not a trace of human emotion, fell from the high sky, clearly resounding in every corner of Jiangyuan City.

The voice carried a kind of powerful pressure, suppressing all cheers and noise.

"Daring to impersonate an Inner Sect Disciple of my Qingyun Sect, slaughtering a Family, and inciting killing!"

"According to the iron laws of the Sect..."

The voice paused, every word heavily smashing into the hearts of every Jiang Family member.

"You shall have your Divine Soul destroyed, and your nine generations exterminated!"