glimpse of her cleavage.They arrived at the door and immediately saw Ye Bufan and An Yimo.Hao Lingling had originally made an agreement with Luo Feng. She would help Luo Feng get An Yimo into bed, and..."You A mere ant, daring to speak of revenge before my presence"

Nangong Xuan's face was full of disdain. As Changsun Wugong's sword got closer and closer, about to touch his skin, he suddenly extended two fingers and firmly clamped the sword.

"This…"

Although Changsun Wugong has now broken through to the early stage of Martial Saint, there is still a huge gap between him and Nangong Xuan, who has reached the peak of Martial Saint.

At the level of Martial Saint, each rank is vastly different, and there are several levels between them.

Even though he had put forth his utmost effort, the sword was still firmly clamped by the opponent, unable to advance even an inch.

Everyone present was utterly shocked. No one had expected the enemy to be so powerful.

Nan Gong Xuan's face was filled with a sneer. He lightly tightened his two fingers, and with a cracking sound, he actually snapped the sword in half.

"You're nowhere near good enough."

After finishing his sentence, he raised his hand and slapped Longsun Wugong's chest with a resounding smack. This sent him flying backwards like a kite with its string cut.

"Pffft..."

Changsun Wugong finally managed to stabilize his figure, but he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow," his face as pale as paper. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"I'm going all out!"

He devoted his whole life to cultivation, hoping one day he could avenge his sister.

Although grievously wounded at this moment, the hatred in my heart has not diminished in the slightest. I leapt directly at Nangong Xuan.

At the same time, the true energy within him surged wildly, preparing to self-destruct and perish with the opponent.

"To blow yourself up with your true essence You don't even have the qualifications to do that in front of me."

Nangong Xuan let out another cold snort, raised his hand and pointed, a sharp wind directly breaking through the protective qi and sealing Changsun Wugong's Tanzhong acupoint.

Changsun Wugong's acupoints were sealed, the true qi within his body instantly stopped flowing, and he fell straight down from mid-air, landing on the ground with no ability to move at all.

"Old man, do you know why I don't kill you"

"Nangong Xuan chuckled wickedly, "Aren't you here to seek revenge Just wait, I'll show you again how I played with your Changsun family women."

"You... you wait, Xiaofan won't let you get away with this!"

Changsun Wugong was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, but the difference in cultivation level was simply too great. He could only place all his hopes on Ye Bufan.

Ling Yuanqiao said: "Where is that boy Call him out. This old man came here specifically for him." Changsun Wugong gritted his teeth and said: "My grandson is not here, otherwise, how could I allow you scoundrels to run rampant"

Ling Yuqiao instantly radiated killing intent: "Not here Then I'll wipe out your Changsun family first."

"Junior brother, what's the rush Why not play slowly"

"Listen up," Nangong Xuan said wickedly, "first capture all the women from their households, then let these men have a good look. Wouldn't that be satisfying"

"Alright, as you wish, senior brother."

Ling Yuqiao waved his hand behind him, "Get to it, grab all the women."

"I'll see who dares!"

Changsun Cangsong let out a furious roar, leading the powerful figures of the Changsun family forward in a rush. Even Dongfang Jianye and Sima Pingcuo charged in without hesitation.

At this moment, they could clearly see that the people who came were too strong. Fighting individually was definitely not an option, so they had to work together.

Unfortunately, the difference in cultivation levels between the two sides was simply too great. Even just Saint-rank Ling Yuqiao and Nangong Xuan were beyond their ability to deal with.

Although these people tried their best one by one, they still couldn't make up for the gap in cultivation. Almost in the blink of an eye, they were all sealed off at their acupoints.

"Weak, you are all pathetically weak. You ants dare to stand before me"

Palace Master Xuan shook his head, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Damn it, you wait for me. Xiao Fan won't let you go when he comes back."

Changsun Cangsong looked angrily at the people before him.

"Just an ant. When it comes back, I'll slap it to death."

南宮 Xuan didn't take Ye Bufan seriously at all. In his eyes, ordinary people were all ants, completely incomparable to them, the strong.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand dismissively: "Hurry up and get all the women from the Changsun family here. Let me see if there's anyone suitable."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure suddenly rose into the air. It was Qingye Shi Tai, with Changsun Dongju on her back, preparing to flee from the Changsun family.

To even think of escaping before me is a daydream.

南宮 Xuan flicked his finger, and a sharp gust of wind shot out.

Qingye Shi Tai, with the help of Ye Bufan's pills, has already broken through to the Saint Realm, but she is only at the initial stage. Moreover, she also has a powerful figure like Changsun Dongju supporting her.

Taken by surprise, his acupoints were sealed, causing him to plummet from mid-air.

Nan Gong Xuan reached out his hand, and a powerful suction force pulled the two people over. He casually threw them in front of the crowd from the Changsun family. "Tsk tsk, although they are a bit old, they still look pretty good. They can be used for now."

His lecherous gaze made Changsun Dongju recoil two steps, "What do you want My son will not let you go."

Ling Yuqiao asked, "Who is your son"

“My son is Ye Bufan.” Changsun Dongju said, “My son is very capable. You’d better leave quickly, or you won’t be able to bear the consequences.”

Ling Yuqiao coldly smiled: "So it's that little bastard's mother, I'm looking for you right now."

"Yes, it turns out to be that kid's mother. She looks pretty good, though she's a bit older, she still has some charm. Should I help your Ling family get revenge on her first"

After that, Nangong Xuan gave a lecherous and obscene smirk.

Ling Yuqiao said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Brother."

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Senior brother isn't afraid of hard work doing this kind of thing."

Nangong Xuan finished speaking and reached out to grab Changsun Dongju.

"Get out of here! If you touch me, my son will kill you..."

Changsun Dongju didn't expect to encounter this situation either. She kept saying something as she retreated step by step.

"Nangong Xuan chuckled, "You mortals are nothing but ants in my eyes. Your son came here I'd just slap him to death..."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Changsun Dongju. Just then, a furious shout echoed from the sky.

"Whoever dares to touch my mother!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a sword light slashed through the sky, shooting like a meteor, instantly arriving above the Changsun family.

Originally, Ye Bufan was excitedly rushing back to the imperial capital with everyone. Unexpectedly, they encountered this situation as soon as they arrived at the Changsun family. Seeing his mother about to be humiliated, he was furious.

But Nangong Xuan didn't care at all. Although the opponent's speed was fast just now, he still didn't take it to heart. After all, he was just an ordinary person, how high could his cultivation level be

"You tiny ant, dare you act so recklessly before me!"

After finishing his words, he flicked his finger, and a sharp gust of wind shot toward Ye Bufan.

These people from the Wujizong also looked up together, their hearts filled with disdain and arrogance. In their eyes, this young man could not possibly be a match for the eldest disciple, no matter what.

"Die!"

Ye Bufan, enraged, roared with a voice that shook the heavens. His massive true essence hand, imbued with boundless pressure, slammed towards Nangong Xuan. keep stomping his feet Is that a negative display"Henry didn't say a word. He couldn't even sit still, pacing back and forth in front of the small building, his face etched with worry. He wished he c...