People have different ideas. Although Songyunmen has taken care of the Nangong family for decades and has helped the other party to dominate the other party, Nangong Kuo and others think it should be, but they have a lot of dissatisfaction. Now they are eager to protect their children and are even more dissatisfied.

Jiang Huanyu was even more angry, feeling that the old guy opposite was like a jealous wolf. She snorted coldly: "So what? Does the Nangong family want to kill us?"

Before Nangong Kuo responded, his eldest grandson Nangong Luo did not want to involve Goddess Songyun. After all, he still had a delusion and wanted to get the other party, so he hurriedly said: "Grandfather, it's not their business. They are all crimes committed by that boy Qiuyu. Let's settle the score with that little bastard."

Because of his love for Han Yueling, Nangong Kuo was also loving the house and the Wuwu to Changsun. He nodded, looked at the two women opposite him with a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "You listen to me, leave here immediately, and let the head of Songyun Mu Tuozi personally bring the injured murderer and hand it over to our Nangong family for the disposal. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning against me."

It's so far, and it's useless to say more. The two strong women Songyun hated the unreasonable old guy very much, and were too lazy to say anything. They drove the weapon without saying a word.

The cultivation ground was filled with blood. Nangong Kuo watched the two girls disappear, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and hatred arose in his heart.

Many family members were busy bandaging the injured. Nangong Kuo was concerned about the safety of Changsun and his sister. He asked a few questions when he found that Nangong Qing had changed his body shape and asked quickly: "Are you injured?"

"No..." Nangong Qing responded stubbornly. In fact, her peaks were swollen by the brat, and the pain was so swelling, but she was afraid that it would be embarrassing to say it.

Even though she did not tell the truth, Nangong Kuo guessed that his granddaughter was beaten but was not seriously injured. He felt relieved and nodded, "That's good, go back and rest."

As it was almost midnight, everyone gradually dispersed. Nangong Kuo returned to Yayue Xiaozhu. Han Yueling was lying on the side of the bed, covered with graceful curves of the tulle, which made him look intently and hugged him again, inevitably the clouds and rains of Wushan.

Danger came unknowingly. After midnight, a giant centipede flew into the air. It was a rare flying magic weapon. It was about ten feet long and was no different from a real monster. It had hundreds of claws, but was caught by many men in black. It hung in the air and flew quickly, which looked particularly terrifying and weird under the moonlight.

The people from the Demon Sect really came, and their goals were clear, and they wanted to destroy the entire Nangong family. The one they dispatched was the Flying Centipede Team, with the lowest members being masters above the stage of the stage building. The old man led by him was as thin as a skeleton, named Yuan Shengming, with the highest cultivation level and had reached the late stage of Rongpo.

The flying centipede gradually arrived at the Nangong family mansion and was discovered by the guards at the gate. He looked into the air with surprise and hurriedly ringing the large special gong, making a deafening sound.

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Yuan Shengming, who was responsible for driving the flying centipede, issued an order. The centipede's mouth suddenly opened, spit out a large iron ball with a diameter of more than one meter, and shot towards the door, at a speed as fast as lightning.

Before the four or five guards could dodge, the big iron ball suddenly arrived and exploded like a cannonball, making a buzzing sound. The gatehouse was blown to pieces, and several guards were also broken away, their bodies became incomplete, and screams came one after another.

The sudden attack made people feel heartbroken. Many members of the Nangong family rushed out of each room. When they saw the huge beasts in the air, they were all shocked. Thinking of the message brought by Songyun Sect before, someone shouted in panic: "The people from the Demon Sect are here..."

"What should we do? Will they kill all the Nangong family?"

The dozens of elders of the Nangong family were calm. The third elder, Nangong Jiangshang, scolded with a gloomy face: "What are you panic? Even if you are from the Demon Sect, what can we do? Hurry up and enter the state of preparation, so that they will go without returning."

Hearing this, the young disciple became a little calmer. When the big centipede in the air flew forward, as if laying an egg, men in black took off the centipede's body and swooped down, holding shields and various weapons in their hands, like vampire bats.

Many members of the Nangong family scattered in various directions of the mansion took out their bows and arrows from their own rings or storage bags, and rounded them and aimed in the air. They were well-trained, as if they were professional archers from the army.

Nangong Jiangshang shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

In an instant, there were endless sounds of whistling sounds, and sharp arrows rushed towards the men in black in the air like raindrops, but they were all blocked by shields and fell down separately, without any effect.

Now Yuan Shengming was riding on the back of the flying centipede, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, instructing the big centipede to attack the densely populated area, and another large iron ball shot to the ground.

"boom!"

A huge fire ball appeared, and five or six members of the Nangong family were blown up to the point of blood, which was terrible!

While the flying centipede was raging, hundreds of members of the Demon Sect flew to the ground, waving their weapons to fight fiercely with the members of the Nangong, which was extremely cruel.

The entire mansion has more than 300 members of the Nangong family, but their strengths are uneven. Most of them are young people with low cultivation levels, far less powerful than those of the Demon Sect, and their practical experience is much worse, so they did not gain any advantage, and more than 20 people were killed or injured in an instant.

Both sides were fighting desperately, killings spread all over the corners of the mansion, and shouting and killing were everywhere. From time to time, people fell in pools of blood, and they turned into slaughterhouses.

A strange roar came from the backyard, which made everyone's eardrums buzz, but the clan leader Nangong Kuo rode his flying magic weapon to the air and headed straight for the flying centipede.

The old guy was riding a huge golden eagle with scales covered with wings spreading five or six feet long, making the sky shining and extremely majestic.

The golden eagle opened its mouth and spit out a huge ball and ran towards the flying centipede. The latter also emitted a large iron ball, and the two flying magic weapons began to compete.

In the air, two large balls collided violently, making a shocking sound.

"boom!"

The huge energy fluctuations spread, causing many people on the ground to dodge. The roofs that were closer to each other collapsed directly, black tiles scattered and dust filled.

The strength of the two flying magic weapons was almost the same. Suddenly, the strong man riding on their backs flew up and made wild moves, with extremely fast movements.

What appeared in Nangong Kuo's hand was a thick purple gold knife with a wolf's head carved with a handle. It slashed out with a violent roar. A purple giant wolf transformed from spiritual power roared out, and ran towards the enemy opposite with a bloody mouth, which was extremely terrifying.

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