Chapter 2857
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The person was wearing a rain cape, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the three flamboyant characters engraved on the huge stone on the left side of the Thousand Mountains Alliance’s mountain gate.
“Thousand Mountains Alliance…”
His figure was stooped, and his gaze was calm as he said, “The Thousand Mountains Alliance in the Western Wilderness, your alliance leader has great ambitions. He wants to occupy one of the five major regions, but… that’s very difficult！”
“You…”
The disciple looked at the man who suddenly appeared like a ghost in front of him and immediately reacted. Just as he opened his mouth.
Puff…
A finger print pierced through his neck.
In an instant.
In the surrounding mountains and forests, figures emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
The dozen or so disciples guarding the mountain gate instantly became corpses.
Crack… Boom…
Lightning and thunder intertwined.
Thesoundof tick resounded.
A torrential rain completely poured down on this early morning.
The old man with a hunched posture, holding an iron rod, leaned on the ground and said lightly： “Killing my Yuan clan’s descendants, not to mention just a Qianshan League, even in the Northern Plains… there are few who dare to do this！”
The old man’s gaze was cold as he looked forward.
Just at this moment.
Two middle-aged men walked forward from behind.
”Father！”
”Father！”
The two had similar postures and somewhat similar appearances.
”Yuan Huamao！”
”Yuan Jingshan！”
The old man said lightly： “Kill without mercy. Those who dare to resist, leave none alive！”
”Yes！”
”Yes！”
With a wave of their hands, figures behind them rushed out from the rain curtain towards the huge Qixing Mountain Pulse.
”Jiu…”
Just at this moment.
At the back mountain position of the Qianshan League, a shrill cry that cuts the void resounded.
At the back mountain valley position.
Xuan Yunni suddenly stood up and looked ahead.
The Golden Flame Cloud Roc soared into the sky from beside Xuan Yunni, and its posture instantly turned hundreds of feet tall.
”Something has happened！”
Xuan Yunni said with a cold face.
Ye Qu and Yuan Mu looked at each other, nodded, and then directly flew forward.
And at the same time.
Throughout the entire Qixing Mountain Range, numerous martial artists of the Qianshan League rose into the air one by one.
The Lingtai Saint and the Dizang Saint all looked ahead.
Everyone knew that the Golden Flame Cloud Roc was raised by Ye Wushuang. At this moment, since the cloud roc let out a sonorous and clear cry, something must have happened.
Boom…
The torrential rain rolled and flowed.
Between heaven and earth, the rain washed away everything.
And just at this moment, figures like locusts rushed out from the mountain gate towards various positions in the Qixing Mountain Range.
A figure stood in the air, erected between heaven and earth.
“Hmph！”
He was wearing a coir raincoat, a fisherman’s hat, holding an iron rod, and his eyes were cold.
Under this cold snort.
Throughout the entire Qixing Mountain Range, tens of thousands of saint-level martial artists all felt their souls tremble.
Tianxuan Saint！
For the martial artists of the Western Wilderness, the Tianxuan Saint was no different from a god.
Why the martial artists of various forces in the Western Wilderness, even though they integrated into the Qianshan League and had many conflicts, could still get along in the past one or two years.
It was precisely because of the majesty of Ye Wushuang.
Because Ye Wushuang could kill the Tianxuan Saint.
Not to mention for the Western Wilderness, even in the four regions of Nanshan, Zhongtu, Beiyuan, and Donghai, the Tianxuan Saint was also an absolute powerhouse category level.
“I am Yuan Tai’an, the Clan leader of the Yuan Clan in the Northern Plains！”
The old man in the coir raincoat said coldly： “My grandson Yuan Qingxuan died in the Western Wilderness. If I don’t come, I will be laughed at for no reason.”
The four directions of the world were deathly silent.
Not only was it the strong oppressive feeling brought by the old man in the coir raincoat, but also the pressure brought by the thousands of warriors standing under the rain curtain, wearing armor and strong clothes.
Among those thousands of people, at a glance, it could almost be determined that there were extremely many Earth Burial Saints and Spiritual Platform Saints, and only a few were at the Saint Venerable realm.
This kind of gap.
Huge！
Now, the Thousand Mountains Alliance has gathered all the Spiritual Platform Saints and Earth Burial Saints in the Western Wilderness, and the total number is not much more than this.
And the vast majority of them are Spiritual Platform Saints, and there are very few Earth Burial Saints.
Leaving aside the domineering of the old man, a Celestial Mystery Saint, those other warriors of the Yuan Clan in the Northern Plains who followed were enough to make them tremble.
Yuan Tai’an said slowly： “Today, I have come in person to see who exactly is Ye Wushuang, the leader of the Thousand Mountains Alliance！”
As he spoke, the old man waved his palm.
In an instant.
Thousands of heads fell from the sky.
In the end, a full ten thousand heads rolled all over the ground.
Holding a head in his hand, Yuan Tai’an said, “Everyone should know this person, right？”
Everyone looked one by one.
”Huh？”
”That’s…”
”Yuan Pinghua！”
Exclamations rang out in all directions.
Yuan Tai’an said coldly, “Yuan Pinghua is a villain who goes back on his word. Therefore, when I passed by the north of the Western Wilderness, I wiped out the Yuan clan in Xiliang Mountain.”
As soon as these words came out.
The world was deathly silent.
Yuan Tai’an continued, “Today I came here not to destroy the Qianshan League. If you are willing to surrender, I, Yuan Tai’an, will let bygones be bygones. I came here only to kill Ye Wushuang！”
For a while, the crowd was in an uproar.
Xuan Yunni, Ye Qu, Yuan Mu and others still appeared at this moment, but they did not act rashly.
That was a Tianxuan Saint. The few of them were definitely not opponents.
”Since that’s the case, how about I come and meet with Clan leader Yuan？”
A clear voice suddenly sounded.
High in the sky, the several-hundred-zhang-tall Golden Flame Cloud Roc, the flames lingering on the surface of its body released dazzling and brilliant light.
And on the top of the Roc’s head, a figure stood proudly, looking down at the bottom.
Yuan Tai’an looked over and suddenly raised his eyebrows.
He was also seeing Ye Wushuang for the first time. He just didn’t expect that this son was actually so young！
He has means, is decisive enough, has full courage, and his talent and strength are both of the highest level.
Such a young person is really terrifying.
Before Yuan Tai’an came, he also worried whether this son would have someone supporting him behind the scenes.
But…
If this son has someone, he is not without anyone either！
”Ye Wushuang？”
Yuan Tai’an’s voice carried a bit of ridicule and said, “Sure enough, he has a handsome appearance！”
”Not bad！”
Ye Wushuang just smiled and said, “A little stronger than your grandson！”
”Presumptuous！”
”Presumptuous！”
Beside Yuan Tai’an, two middle-aged men stepped forward, and a tyrannical aura rolled out.
Boom…
However, in an instant, a scorching breath burst out from the body of the Golden Flame Cloud Roc, not to be outdone.
”The strength of this Roc is only around the third level of the Heavenly Profound Realm, right？”
Yuan Tai’an said lightly, “Relying on a beast, you want to seize the Western Wilderness?”
Hearing this, the Golden Flame Cloud Roc was furious.
Ye Wushuang directly sat on the Golden Flame Cloud Roc openly and laughed disdainfully, “You don’t have to despise it like this. If you can kill me, I promise that the Western Wilderness will belong to you！”
”But if you can’t kill me, I promise that the Yuan Clan in the Northern Plains will end up the same as the Yuan Clan in the Western Liang Mountains, with the clan wiped out and the people extinct！”
“Whatabig tone!”
Yuan Tai’an sneered and said, “I don’t believe that you have such ability.”
“Then you give it a try！”
Ye Wushuang patted the Golden Flame Cloud Roc beneath him and smiled, saying, “Qing Shuang, fight him！”
“Don’t ask you to win, just hold on, okay？”
The Golden Flame Cloud Roc nodded.
Ye Wushuang then said, “Go, be careful.”
The Golden Flame Cloud Roc was surrounded by flames, and its golden light blocked out the sky. In an instant, it rushed towards Yuan Tai’an.
