Upon hearing Qin Yang's words, Tang Zhen's eyes looked into Qin Yang's starlit pupils, becoming even more bewildered, temporarily losing his own consciousness.
"Reveal your identity."
Qin Yang said coldly.
"I am Tang Zhen, the thirty-ninth generation Sect Leader of the Tang Sect."
Tang Zhen involuntarily opened his mouth and spoke.
Seeing Tang Zhen start to disclose his identity, the expression on Tang Mu, the Grand Elder's face, changed uncontrollably.
"State your purpose for coming to Feipu Manor."
Qin Yang continued to ask.
Upon hearing this, Tang Zhen, still in a dazed state, actually curled a smile on his lips.
"Hehe, we ca to Feipu Manor because we heard that many Spirit Fruit and Spirit dicines were planted within the manor, with a rare environnt, and that there is the Immortal Orange Wine that can amass great wealth. Conveniently, there was also a werewolf battle formation, and then, with the involvent of the Japanese, our Tang Sect simply watched the three parties fight to the death and finally take over the manor, becoming the biggest winner."
Covered by starlight in his eyes, Tang Zhen said with a smile.
"Sect Leader!"
Upon hearing Tang Zhen's words, Tang Mu, the Grand Elder's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but shout, but Tang Zhen continued to speak on his own.
"The plan was going smoothly at first, but unfortunately, before those werewolves finished off the people of Feipu Manor, that brat returned alive. I thought I could kill him myself, but unexpectedly, his strength was so formidable, making us abandon even the thought of escape, so we had to reveal ourselves..."
Tang Zhen's voice carried a note of regret.
Upon hearing Tang Zhen's words, Nangong Feng, Zilan, and all the others present were filled with anger.
It turns out that these people from the Tang Sect were not here to assist but to watch Feipu Manor's destruction and reap the benefits.
The starlight within Qin Yang's pupils retracted, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Be it werewolves, Japanese, or mbers of the Tang Sect, all believed he was dead and thus brazenly stord into Feipu Manor, plotting to seize his territory.
If he hadn't returned alive, with greater strength, Feipu Manor would have had no chance to survive the siege from the three forces. Such hatred cannot be easily forgiven.
At this mont, the dazed starlight in Tang Zhen's eyes faded, his consciousness regaining clarity.
Though he had been controlled earlier, involuntarily expressing his deepest thoughts, he still had so recollection of what he had said.
Imdiately, Tang Zhen's face beca exceedingly grim.
"Young Master Qin, what I just said was completely..."
Tang Zhen hurriedly said.
"Hehe, compared to those Japanese scoundrels, you are sowhat clever, knowing that escaping is useless. However, it's a pity because, as I ntioned, today, anyone who has intruded into Feipu Manor must die!"
Qin Yang said icily.
"Considering that you are of the sa lineage as Huaxia and have not yet killed anyone from my Feipu Manor, I can make an exception and leave your corpses intact and not sever the Tang Sect's legacy, so you may depart peacefully."
Qin Yang stated coldly.
Upon hearing this, a hint of madness flashed in Tang Zhen's eyes, his gaze lifting to the two figures of Nangong Feng and Zilan who stood ten ters ahead of him.
"Brat, you've forced ..."
Tang Zhen shouted angrily.
Boom!
The vigorous Gang Power around Tang Zhen exploded, both hands forming claws, directly aiming at the throats of the severely injured Zilan and Nangong Feng.
Since Tang Zhen was a strong Celestial Spirit Realm fighter and the distance was close, Zilan's widened eyes saw her throat only inches away from his claws.
Swish!
At that mont, a figure stood beside Zilan, and from Qin Yang's fingertips, a wave of extrely cold Qi surged out.
"Extre Cold Frozen."
Qin Yang shouted coldly, and the cold Qi quickly enveloped Tang Zhen's entire body.
Crack! Crack!
Tang Zhen's entire body was instantly covered by white Ice, his vigorous Gang Power vanished instantly, as did his life's vitality.
Within the ice sculpture, Tang Zhen's ferocious expression remained visible, hands forward, as if to grasp the necks of Zilan and Nangong Feng.
Qin Yang glanced at Tang Zhen, his gaze turning cold, his palm aiming at Tang Mu, the Grand Elder, and the others, with a wave of extre cold Qi.
Crack! Crack!
The bodies of Tang Mu, the Grand Elder, and the others were also encased in Ice, their lifeforce extinguished, leaving only lifeless ice sculptures.
"What remains are those Japanese."
A cold gleam flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, looking towards the direction of the back mountain.
Werewolves deserve death, and these Japanese ninjas deserve it even more for provoking him ti and again, utterly ignorant of their mortality.
"Uncle Nangong, Zilan, Sister Ruan, I'll be back soon."
Qin Yang said to the three.
Whoosh!
Qin Yang transford into a stream of light, rushing towards the direction of the back mountain.
When flying over the Feipu Grand Hotel, seeing the young disciples who had been killed, the murderous intent in Qin Yang's eyes grew stronger.
In the darkness of night, Asakawa Taiyi, Chizuru Ayamai, and ninjas from the two major clans, having seized Li Xinyan and Zhao Hui, had already crossed the Spirit Field of the back mountain.
These Japanese ninjas, upon seeing that swath of Spirit Field, no longer harbored the slightest greed; all they could do was flee, flee, and flee!
Quickly distancing themselves from this manor!
Asakawa Taiyi and the others sped through the Spirit Field, swiftly crossing the back mountain, then raced across the vast field beyond.
"Hurry up, there's a village up ahead; once there, we'll be safe."
From afar, Asakawa Taiyi had already spotted a village and shouted sternly.
Whoosh!
At that mont, in the night sky, a figure flew like a stream of light, stopping in mid-air clad in white.
"No need to run anymore."
Looking at the rapidly fleeing Japanese figures in the night, Qin Yang's expression was icy as he stood overhead in the fields, speaking coldly.
Seeing the figure in white, standing on the Jade-handled Dragon Sword in the night sky, Asakawa Taiyi, Chizuru Ayamai, and their group changed their expressions drastically, a shadow of death casting over them.
Asakawa Taiyi and Chizuru Ayamai swiftly moved, placing the hostages from their shoulders to the front, then forcefully grabbed the necks of Li Xinyan and Zhao Hui.
In response, Qin Yang's expression grew even colder, his eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.
"Chinese people, give us a way out, and I, Asakawa Taiyi, promise that the Asakawa Clan will never again set foot in Huaxia, agreed?"
Asakawa Taiyi's gaze fixed on Qin Yang, tightening his grip around Li Xinyan's neck, he spoke through clenched teeth.
"The Chizuru Clan also promises never to co to Huaxia again."
Beside him, Chizuru Ayamai concealed a hint of gloom in her eyes as she spoke.
Originally, after consuming the Blood Essence Spirit Fruit and greatly enhancing her strength, she intended to co to Huaxia and personally slay this Chinese youngster; now she was begging for rcy, devoid of the courage to fight him.
"Boss, don't worry about , kill them, for, for..."
Li Xinyan said, gazing at the white-clad figure in the night sky, having seen Qin Yang one last ti, she had no regrets.
But before she could finish, Asakawa Taiyi, with a vicious glint in his eyes, squeezed hard with his right hand, causing Li Xinyan's face to flush red instantly, her voice cut off.
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