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Li Guangling slightly raised his eyebrows as he stared at Hong Jingtao, who suddenly stepped forward to stop him. A strong and formless aura arose as he pursed his lips and asked, "Young Master Hong, what do you mean by this?" No one could stop the person he wanted to take away. He was only enduring it now because he was giving face to the North Marshal, Hong Beifei. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to waste his breath.

Hong Lingtong's eyes flashed with a cold light. He glared at Li Guangling and replied, "Li Guangling, Qin Yue-er is my fiancee. She's one of my famous friends. We have no reason to leave him to you! "

Li Guangling laughed coldly and said, "Young Master Hong, please clear up one thing before you do. This place is Yangzhou, and it is my Fortune Pavilion's territory. Since Qin Yue'er killed Yu Ningwei here, it must be handled by us, the Flowing Wind Pavilion. I must give the Yu Family an explanation! "

Rage started to rise in Hong Jingtao's heart, and he gritted his teeth as he asked, "Give the Yu Family an explanation? What kind of explanation? To repay with one's life? If you dare to do this, I, Hong Jingtao, will not hesitate to massacre Yangzhou and turn this place into a river of blood. "

Li Guangling interrupted, "How dare you —"

Hong Lingtong smiled evilly and said, "Do you think I dare?"

"Enough! Don't argue anymore! " Qin Yue'er interrupted their conversation. She had to face her own problems alone. The deaths she had caused must also be borne by her. Although she was very grateful that Hong Jingtao had stepped forward so brazenly, this was not the way to solve the problem. There were crimes she couldn't avoid.

She took a deep breath of the scorching air, still having some lingering fear as she looked at Yu Ningwei who was completely dead on the ground, then turned around to look at her sister Yu Xin who was unconscious. If Xin'er knew that she had killed her father with her own hands, would she forgive her own bloody sins?

She didn't have much hope left. She braced herself and said, "Uncle Li, this time I will go with you to the Pingyuan Palace. It's none of their business if you do things by yourself, so don't make things difficult for them. Yang Zongping, you can all leave now! I will be fine, you don't have to worry too much! "

No one in the Wang Chuan City could have imagined that the situation would turn so bad that there was no room for redemption. His heart was still filled with shock and powerlessness, but once he thought of how his young miss had gone to Pingyuan Palace, his fate was unfathomable, how could he be at ease. They all gathered around, determined not to let the men of the Pingyuan Palace take them away.

For a moment, the atmosphere was aggressive and hostile. The three forces were all on high alert, waiting for the right opportunity to make their move. If anything went wrong on the field, a great battle would break out.

Qin Yue'er saw that the situation wasn't good and sternly berated her subordinates, "What are you doing? If I kill someone, I must bear my own guilt. What are you all trying to do? All of you, stand down!

Yang Zongping and the others were in a dilemma, and hesitantly said: "Young miss, don't force us! You can't go to Pingyuan Palace, they will kill you! "

Before Qin Yue'er could say anything, Hong Jingtao immediately shouted, "Yue'er, don't be foolish! Yu Ningwei died, so be it. You were just defending yourself, what's wrong with that? All of us can testify for you! What right do they have to capture you? We are not willing! None of us agree! "

Qin Yue'er pointed at Hong Jingtao, who was still fanning the flames. She was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, and shouted sternly: "Hong Jingtao, shut up! It's my business if you don't want to die, it's not up to you to interfere! Get lost! "

Hong Lingtong would never listen to her nonsense at this time. He patted his chest and shouted, "Yue'er, you are my, Hong Jingtao's, fiancee! How can I just watch you jump into a fire pit and not save me? Yang Zongping said, "Do you really want Yue'er to be killed by the Pingyuan Palace?" What are you waiting for! Save them! "

Yang Zongping's face changed back and forth like a ball of flame. All he could hear were the anxious shouts of his subordinates, "Master Yang, what should we do?" We can't ask them to take our young miss away! " Finally he shouted to the heavens, "Damn you, brothers! Kill them all! Save the young miss! "

All the men and women of the Wang Chuan City responded to the voice, showing that they were all charging towards the men of the Pingyuan Palace. The scene was a mess as swords and sabers clashed, and the sounds of battle rang incessantly.

Qin Yue'er was so angry by them that she almost died from it. She shouted, "Hong Jingtao, you bastard! Stop! Yang Zongping, tell them to stop! "

Li Guangling did not expect that in the blink of an eye, Wang Chuan City and Da Ming Tang would join hands to deal with his Ping Yuan Hall. Since all of you are stubborn enough to seek death, then I shall grant your wish! "

At that time, he opened up both his hands and heard a dragon-like sword whistle soar into the sky, roaring loudly. He only saw countless flying sword flowing straight down like a waterfall, shooting towards the limbs of countless people of the enemy. The cold light swept everywhere and waves of mournful screams sounded out. The crowd fell to the ground in rows, as if there were tens of thousands of arrows flying at them. Countless people had died!

Li Guangling had not carried out such a massacre in a long time, and he deeply hated and loathed the people of famous hall. The sword light flashed, and he shouted sternly: "Hong Jingtao, die! You all should wake up! " The Sword of Mercy transformed into countless shadows, shooting out like a streak of lightning to reap all the figures in front of him. It penetrated through his body, spurting blood and showing no mercy!

Hong Jingtao could only watch helplessly as his elite soldiers fell in rows like paper, his heart bleeding. He roared out in pain: "Li Guangling, I am irreconcilable! Kill them! Kill! "

Sun Ji, who was watching from the side, immediately rushed over and pushed him away. He used all his strength to resist the sharp swords and shouted: "Young Noble Hong, quickly leave! "If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

Hong Lingtong regained his footing and shockingly found out that his men couldn't even withstand a single blow, and died a miserable death. Now, he had finally experienced the true power of life and death! He was only able to witness the omnipresent flying sword with his own eyes. His heart was broken and he felt cold from head to toe. Li Guangling, you're really vicious! Is there no one who can stop you?

Wang Xiuxian found the situation in chaos. Blood was flowing and their side had suffered heavy casualties. The guards of the Pingyuan Palace, under the assault of the unstoppable Sword of Mercy, started to clean up the mess and started to kill. They cut the throats of the famous disciples who had broken their limbs and tried to kill them.

He no longer hesitated and immediately pulled Hong Jingtao back and said painfully, "Young Noble Hong, it won't be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years! After listening to this old man, he took his leave first! There was still a long way to go! "Let's go!"

Hong Lingtong's eyes were almost dyed red by the bloody light as he spat out fire and said with hatred, "Ah! Li Guangling, you're not a gentleman if you don't get your revenge! "Let's go!" With an order, a large number of elite warriors of the famous hall died in a generous manner. They used their flesh and blood to make a bloody path for Hong Jingtao, saving him from death.

Seeing them run away so fast, Li Guangling did not stop them. He shouted to the remaining handicapped veterans, "Everyone listen up, Young Master Hong has already escaped. Don't resist anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless! Kill without mercy! "

Qin Yue'er snatched one of the sabers from the ground and mercilessly chopped at her trusted man Yang Zongping. She sternly shouted, "Yang Zongping, are you crazy? Tell them to stop! Stop it all! Too many people have died today! "

Yang Zongping never thought that the young miss that he had protected with all his might would turn around and deal with them. He was so angry and frustrated, so he finally threw the knife away and shouted in disappointment: "Young miss, you're the crazy one! Why don't you let us save you? "Why?"