Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 907 The Power of the Elders

The three of them spoke one after another, from different perspectives, but the core meaning all pointed to one thing: cease fire, save lives, and at the same time analyze the risks of Elder Yan Jin continuing to stay.

Sure enough, Elder Yan Jin paused slightly as he was about to throw the flaming spear.

What these three monks said...is not entirely unreasonable.

Fang Yu has completed his mission, so there is really no point in him continuing to pester her.

The noise and sound of breaking air outside were getting closer and closer. It was obvious that a large number of people had been alarmed and were rushing over.

Even if the people who came were not top masters, as long as there were a few who could hold them back for a moment, when the strong ones who could really threaten them arrived, he and Fang Yu would really be unable to escape!

Withdrawing at this moment is undoubtedly the most sensible and safest choice.

but……

The corners of Elder Yan Jin's mouth slowly curled up into a cold and somewhat arrogant smile.

"Why do you need to tell me what to do? I will do whatever I want!"

The risk of unknown reinforcements is still far away and illusory.

But the face in front of me was really lost!

He rushed in with Fang Yu, vowing to protect this young man and clear the obstacles for him.

What was the result? Fang Yu stole all the limelight!

The black tree that blocked out the sun and the sky made even his heart beat wildly when he saw it. The momentum and shocking effect it caused even overshadowed his flaming tornado that reached the sky!
How could this make him, as a senior and superior, save face?

This is absolutely not okay!
As a senior, how can I show weakness in front of the juniors?
As the boss, no matter how outstanding his younger brothers are, the boss must also demonstrate absolute strength to hold the fort!

Otherwise, how can we convince the public?
How can I make this kid willingly follow me and work for me as a hidden agent for Lulu?
What if this kid thinks that following Lulu has a better future, and turns around and kicks this "incompetent" old man out? Wouldn't he become a huge joke then?
So, we must press!
Let the real results speak for themselves!
Use a more shocking and neat ending to declare who is the master here!

"go!!!"

The roar was like thunder! Elder Yan Jin's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he swung his arm violently!

The flaming spear that condensed the ultimate destructive force was like white lightning that was given life. It had no martial ethics at all, tore through the air, and shot towards the three monks with a piercing scream!

"not good!"

"Run away!!"

"spread!!!"

The souls of the three monks are all gone!

They never expected that Elder Yan Jin, who seemed to be weighing the pros and cons in the previous second, would be so decisive and ruthless in the next second and kill the person directly!
At this moment, all the formations and coordination were thrown out of the window, and only one thought remained - escape!
Use all means to escape!

However, the speed of the flaming spear was beyond their imagination!

Only a burning white afterimage was left behind, and in an instant, it caught up with the first monk who turned around and ran away!

“Pfft——!!!”

A dull sound that makes your teeth ache!

The flaming spear pierced through the monk's back without any hindrance, and a cloud of scalding blood mist and burning flesh came out from his chest!

The monk didn't even have time to utter a scream. His body suddenly stiffened and he fell to the ground with a thud like a puppet with its strings cut.

Blood gushed out rapidly from the bowl-sized wounds, soaking the stone slabs beneath him, without a sound.

"First."

Elder Yan Jin's cold voice was like the announcement of the god of death, and his eyes turned indifferently to the second figure who was fleeing for his life.

Whoosh-!
The flaming spear that pierced through the first monk seemed to have spirituality, drawing a blazing and dazzling semicircular arc in the air, and with an unstoppable destructive force, it rushed straight towards the second target!
It is obvious that he is going to do the same thing and add another bloody hole!

"what!!!"

He could feel the terrifying heat wave approaching rapidly from behind, which was powerful enough to melt gold and iron and lock onto his soul.

The second monk was so frightened that his soul left his body, veins popped out on his forehead and cold sweat poured down!
The instinct for survival made him unleash his potential regardless of the consequences!

He suddenly clasped his hands together and recited an unknown mantra rapidly. Several tangible mantra symbols instantly appeared on his legs, and his legs seemed to have an extra layer of protruding lines!
Buzz! A flash of golden light!
The monk's escape speed suddenly increased several times, and his figure turned into a blurry golden light, trying to create distance!

"Humph, dying struggle."

Upon seeing this, Elder Yan Jin revealed a hint of disdainful mockery at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained cold.

At the moment when the monk's speed increased, the flaming spear that was chasing him suddenly shook!
The speed of high-speed rotation suddenly increased to an incredible level! The entire gun body seemed to have turned into a pure incandescent light!

The next moment...

laugh--!
It's like teleporting!

The incandescent light ignored the distance in space and appeared without warning behind the monk who was fleeing at an accelerated speed.

And then...it passed through the body without any hindrance!

"Uh……"

The monk's frantic running suddenly stopped, and there was still a trace of ferocity on his face, as well as a hint of hope to escape.

He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the huge hole that suddenly appeared on his chest, with white flames still burning at the edge.

His body swayed, maintaining a forward-rushing posture, then fell forward powerlessly, sliding along the ground for a long distance, leaving a shocking trail of blood, before finally stopping completely.

Death came so quickly that his consciousness couldn't react.

This lightning-fast scene was seen clearly by the last and only remaining monk.

Boundless fear was like a cold tide, instantly drowning his body and mind!

He suddenly stopped running and looked desperately at Elder Yan Jin who was standing in the distance like a fire demon.

Pfft!
An unexpected scene happened.

This last monk did not try to escape in vain.

Instead, his knees softened and he fell heavily to the ground in the direction of Elder Yan Jin!
"Mercy! Sir, please spare me!!!"

His tears were streaming down his face and his forehead banged against the hard ground.

There was a dull sound and he cried out at the top of his lungs.

"I am willing to be your slave for generations, and follow you! For eternity, I will never have any second thoughts! Please have mercy on me! Please spare my life!!!"

Between life and death, there is great terror.

In the face of the absolute threat of death, dignity, pride, interests... everything seems so pale and ridiculous.

As long as he could survive, he was willing to pay any price! Elder Yan Jin looked indifferently at the monk who was kowtowing like crazy at his feet. His face, illuminated by the flames, showed no sadness or joy, and no emotional fluctuations.

Only the flaming spear stained with the blood of his two companions was still suspended in front of him.

The tip of the gun locked onto the kneeling monk. The destructive incandescent light on the gun body did not weaken as it spun at high speed. Instead, it became brighter and more... dazzling!
In the eyes of the last monk, twisted with extreme fear and filled with despair...

boom! ! ! !

The white-hot flaming spear, like the thunder of judgment, came crashing down with the power to burn everything!
The target is directly his head!

No, its entire head, along with half of its upper body, were instantly vaporized and crushed!
It turned into a cloud of blood mist and dust mixed with a burnt smell!

puff.

A headless corpse, which had lost its head and half of its shoulder, collapsed to the ground, and scarlet blood quickly spread out.

At this point, there was no enemy standing in the courtyard except for the blazing flames and the messy wreckage everywhere.

Elder Yan Jin's killing brought a bloody and cruel end to this fierce battle.

Not far away, the shouts and curses of the clan members were still coming one after another, and it sounded quite loud.

But that sound seemed to have stayed there for a long time... No one dared to step into this courtyard shrouded in flames and death.

There is no way, no one who goes in can come out alive!

This place has long been privately regarded by the clan members as a horrible forbidden area and a monster fighting arena!

Courage seems so pale and powerless in the face of absolute crushing power.

"Elder Yan Jin."

At this moment, Fang Yu's voice came from not far away, breaking the silence of the courtyard.

Elder Yan Jin turned around slowly, and the cold murderous intent on his face instantly dissipated, replaced by a smile that was somewhat complacent and relaxed, as if the cold-blooded killing just now was just a casual act.

"Done." He said casually, as if he had just completed a trivial task.

"Yes." Fang Yu nodded in response, his eyes sweeping over the mess and corpses on the ground.

The suspended flaming spear, at this moment, was like an obedient pet. It drew an extremely dazzling, demonstrative huge arc trajectory in the air, and flew back to Elder Yan Jin's hands with incredible precision.

Elder Yan Jin clenched his hands, and the spear containing terrifying energy instantly shattered and turned into countless jumping sparks, which sank into his body like rivers returning to the sea and disappeared.

After doing all this, Elder Yan Jin slowly spoke again, with a glimmer of interest in his eyes: "Don't leave in a hurry. When I was dealing with these bald donkeys just now, I managed to pry out some interesting things from their mouths."

"Oh?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a questioning look.

Elder Yan Jin lowered his voice, with a hint of mystery and solemnity: "A...blood-colored tree."

……

Above the clan's residence, the towering black tree that symbolized destruction and shame had collapsed, and the remaining flames and smoke were gradually blown away by the night wind.

The battle within the sect's residence finally came to an end with Elder Yan Jin ruthlessly killing the last monk and Fang Yu's departure.

Although there were still sporadic shouts and howls of the wounded floating in the night in the distance.

But that was just the last spark and embers left after this earth-shaking battle, and it was powerless to change the overall situation.

In this mess and deathly silence, a majestic figure "slowly arrived" surrounded by many masters of the clan.

"Master Patriarch!"

"It's the master of the family who has arrived..."

The clan members and guards around seemed to have found their backbone and bowed in greeting.

The voice was a mixture of awe, grievance and confusion after surviving a disaster.

However, when the head of the Zong family looked at the scene before him.

The collapsed houses looked like toys trampled by giant beasts.

The broken courtyard was dotted with charred holes.

Pools of solidified blood and flames that never went out.

And there were the cold bodies of the monks.

Deep in his eyes, the murderous intent that had been forcibly suppressed and was enough to freeze his bone marrow finally flashed uncontrollably!
But... now, I can’t move!
But the forbearance at this moment does not mean eternal silence!

The masked man...and the accomplice who controls the fire!

I will remember today’s humiliation and the shame of the clan!
Don't let me get the chance, otherwise... I will make you wish you were dead!

I will pay back everything I have paid today a hundred times, a thousand times!
"Are there any other losses?" The head of the Zong family interrupted his subordinate's report with a voice as cold as ice and without any emotion.

The core manager who was responsible for summarizing the situation bowed slightly and added carefully: "Reporting to the Patriarch... there is one more thing. The blood tree that Master... Young Master Zong Shaoshi secretly cultivated... was also dug up... by someone during the chaos."

"The Hateful Prison Tree?" The head of the Zong family raised his eyebrows sharply, with a hint of surprise and thought in his eyes. "Isn't that thing... a species that only demons would covet and devour?"

"That's right." The steward lowered his head even more.

“…” The patriarch of the Zong family fell silent, tapping the jade pendant on his waist unconsciously with his knuckles, and fell into a brief period of thought.

Gradually, his tightly furrowed brows showed a barely perceptible relaxation.

So that's how it is... This explanation seems to make sense.

That masked man is indeed a demon! Using demons to fight demons...

Oh, this method, this layout, is really worthy of being... the work of those big shots above!
The disaster that the clan is facing today is just a small chess piece that was affected by the game at a higher level.

Although this realization was humiliating, it made him feel even more powerless and made him more resolute in the necessity of the tactic of "forbearance".

"Master, the thief is rampant. He destroyed my mansion, killed my guests, and stole my treasures! Should we organize people immediately to chase him out? Even if we have to chase him to the ends of the earth, we must tear him into pieces!"

At this time, several elders with gloomy faces and fiery eyes had also arrived at the core area. One of them, who had the hottest temper, immediately came to the side of the head of the family and lowered his voice, his tone full of uncontrollable anger and a desire to fight.

However, the head of the Zong family just shook his head slowly and firmly. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the audience:

"Pass the order down: From now on, all gates of the clan will be closed and all external contacts will be stopped. All disciples are not allowed to go out without permission!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent!

On everyone's face, there was astonishment, confusion, unwillingness, grief and anger...all kinds of emotions intertwined.

Especially the younger generation and some elders who were unaware of the inside story, their eyes widened, their fists clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white!
why? !

The family suffered an unprecedented humiliation. The mansion was destroyed, masters were killed, and even the corpses were hung on trees for public display, and the whole city knew about it.

The head of the family was not thinking about how to strike back with thunder and pay back the blood debt with blood, but instead he was like a frightened turtle, retreating into his shell and swallowing this huge humiliation? !
This... is this still the powerful clan? !
(End of this chapter)