65: Haitang Tiancan Divine Sword

A figure slowly walked in from outside.

The people from Duobao Pavilion looked as usual.

The people from the Zhang Family also did not show much emotional change.

Everyone already knew the answer, and this answer was exactly what they had thought.

The man from Duobao Pavilion returned.

He sat back in his seat with an expressionless face, without saying a word.

There was no showing off.

"Did you kill him?"

Seeing that Gong Jiu hadn't returned for a long time, Zhang Ao Xuan couldn't help but ask.

The man kept his head down, still not saying a word.

He couldn't be bothered to answer such an unnecessary question.

Yang Yi had already instructed him not to kill Gong Jiu.

How could he possibly kill him?

It was just that he hadn't controlled his power well just now and had knocked Gong Jiu unconscious.

Seeing that the other party wouldn't speak, Zhang Ao Xuan could only go outside to observe for himself.

Before long, he returned carrying Gong Jiu.

Arriving beside his chair, he threw Gong Jiu directly onto the ground.

With a cold face, he cursed, "Useless trash."

"To be beaten so miserably by a nobody."

"You really are a disgrace to our Zhang Family."

Although he spoke harsh words, he dared not challenge that man.

"It should be my turn next, right?"

Haitang slowly stood up.

With elegant steps, she slowly walked outside.

She seemed to float out.

It looked slow, but in the blink of an eye, she had disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Maosen raised an eyebrow, knowing it was his turn to step out.

As she walked outside, Yang Yi watched her silently.

Looking at her aged face, he wanted to remember this person.

He was afraid he would never see her again.

He sighed softly, uttering a sentiment that made the Zhang Family furious.

"Sigh."

"What a pity, what a pity."

During the previous battles, everyone had waited in the council hall.

This time, except for Yang Yi, everyone else rushed out.

This competition was of great importance, as it was a decisive battle between their top-level figures.

Naturally, everyone paid special attention to this battle.

In a short while, only Yang Yi and the six people behind him remained.

Zhong Mingyi held the Dragon Abyss Nine Dynasties Sword with both hands, caressing it fondly.

He didn't pay attention to the battle outside, nor did he care.

In his heart, he believed that Haitang would definitely win.

As for the five children, they stared longingly at the door, eyes filled with anticipation.

But since Yang Yi didn't Move, they didn't dare to Move either.

"Zhong Mingyi, take them outside to take a look."

Zhong Mingyi grunted reluctantly, cradled the precious sword in his arms, and took the five children outside to watch the battle.

When they reached the door, he suddenly turned back and asked Yang Yi, "Are you not going out?"

"The outcome has already been decided."

"There is no need to go out."

Zhong Mingyi curled his lips, cursing inwardly: What are you acting so mysterious for?

When he brought the children outside, Zhang Maosen and Haitang had already started fighting.

These two people's battle was different from the others.

Others displayed Martial Skill with a feeling of heaven collapsing and earth cracking.

However, these two attacked in a plain and unremarkable way, just like two ordinary people fighting.

Every Move was simple and unadorned, simple to an outrageous degree.

However, these two did not dare to be the slightest bit careless with these simple Moves.

Every punch and every kick contained incomparably terrifying power.

The reason why they didn't create a terrifying pressure in the surroundings was that both of their strengths had reached a certain Realm.

They could control the energy within their bodies, preventing it from leaking out.

This allowed their own power to be more complete and enabled them to better conserve their strength.

"Zhong Mingyi, who do you think will win?"

"The Family Head said just now that the outcome has already been decided."

"Does the Family Head know who will win?" one of the children asked Zhong Mingyi.

Zhong Mingyi said impatiently: "Of course Haitang will win."

"She is helping our Yang family."

"She will definitely win."

His voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't quiet either, causing everyone to look over.

The people from Duobao Pavilion smiled, while the people from the Zhang Family were furious.

Zhang Ao Xuan gritted his teeth, wanting to scold him, but seeing the battle in front, he held back.

Haitang was fighting with ease, talking to Zhang Maosen while fighting.

Zhang Maosen, however, was not as relaxed as her.

Sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

He stared intently at every Move of Haitang, not daring to be the slightest bit careless, and had no mood to talk to Haitang.

Suddenly, Haitang retreated a step, her hand slightly raised.

Suddenly, a golden sphere formed by concentrated energy appeared in her hand.

This golden sphere was just like the golden sphere that the City Lord of Dragon Tiger City had given to Yang Yi.

The sphere shone with waves of golden light.

To everyone, the golden light looked like the sun, shining so brightly that they couldn't open their eyes.

Zhang Maosen, who was closest to Haitang, felt a wave of scorching heat sweep through his entire body.

Just as he was about to retreat, Haitang flicked her hand gently.

The sphere floated directly over Zhang Maosen's head, then followed with a turn, flying towards Zhang Maosen's back.

When Zhang Maosen saw the golden sphere attacking, he was so scared he ducked to dodge.

However, he didn't expect that the golden sphere could turn.

Caught off guard for a moment, he was hit on the back by the golden sphere.

With a cry of "Wah," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This blow did not cause him fatal damage, nor did it even severely injure him.

However, just as he was staggering forward from the hit, Haitang had already arrived in front of him.

She chuckled, and the moment her fair, tender arm was raised, she grabbed Zhang Maosen's neck.

Zhang Maosen's pupils dilated suddenly.

The next second, everyone heard a "snap."

Haitang twisted Zhang Maosen's neck, then violently threw him backward.

Zhang Maosen's entire body flew over the heads of the crowd and fell into a flower bed not far away.

A few petals drifted onto his body, making him look less miserable in death.

Zhang Ao Xuan exclaimed and hurriedly ran to Zhang Maosen, pushing his body with both hands.

"Elder, wake up, wake up."

The other Zhang Family members also gathered around.

When everyone looked, they saw that Zhang Maosen had already stopped breathing and died.

Haitang did not pay attention to the people from the Zhang Family and walked back to the council hall with small steps.

The people from Duobao Pavilion followed back.

Zhong Mingyi also brought the children back.

Seeing this group of people returning in high spirits, Yang Yi already knew the outcome.

"Have those people left?" Yang Yi asked indifferently.

Zhong Mingyi grinned and said, "Not yet."

"They are collecting Zhang Maosen's body."

"They will probably leave soon."

"Perhaps they will come over to say a few words to you. After all, the Zhang Family is a big Family. They will say goodbye before leaving," Haitang teased from the side.

The Zhang Family carried Zhang Maosen's body and left.

They did not go to see Yang Yi and the others again, nor did they have the face to do so.

Zhang Ao Xuan's mood was heavy.

Before they came, they had victory in their grasp, but now they had lost troops and generals.

Even Elder Zhang Maosen had been killed.

When he reached the door, he heard the discussions outside.

"This time, the Yang family is finished."