Xuanxia

Chapter 1039: The Lan family is destroyed!

While the Yuanjia Pinhui Conference was in full swing, Xishan Lanting Lake, thousands of miles away, had already been dyed red.

What dyed the lake red was not only blood, but also flames rising into the sky.

The Lan family manor, which stretched for dozens of miles along the lakeside, was now ablaze with flames. Countless corpses and broken machinery debris were floating on the lake. The black smoke rising from the flames obscured the sky. Although it was daytime, the sky had already been covered by the thick black smoke as if it were night.

Entering from the gate of the Lan family manor, there were corpses everywhere along the way, some from the rebels and some from the Xuanmeng masters, but more of the corpses belonged to the Lan family guards.

An enormous bronze warrior lay on the ground, smashing down buildings one after another and burning with them in the fire, his body covered with neat and deep sword marks.

In this battle, Ning Wushu once made a bold statement that he would capture Lan Yonghuai alive before dawn.

But in fact, this battle lasted for three full days!

The Lan family's resistance was far beyond imagination.

At this moment, from the deepest part of the Lan family manor, the sound of fighting could still be heard.

In a corner of the ruins, Master Baihe, covered in blood, stood up with his sword supporting the ground.

The Taoist robe she was wearing had long been torn to pieces, revealing her graceful body wrapped in a tight-fitting shorts underneath.

But if someone saw her here now, they would not feel any appreciation or admiration for her, but only fear.

Most of her long hair had been cut short and was now scattered over her shoulders. The blood all over her body had dried and turned black. There was a charred burn mark on her forehead that spread down the right side of her face, across her neck, and all the way to her shoulder.

There were seven or eight corpses lying around Master Baihe.

Among the bodies were several people who were acquaintances of Xuanmeng.

In order to break the most powerful bronze strongman, Kong Ling, the leader of the Shen Ji Sect, fed himself to the tiger and rushed into the body of the bronze strongman, and finally succeeded in detonating it, but he himself also died and turned into a cold corpse.

The casual cultivator Shangguan Xuan, when True Man Baihe was fighting alone against the other eleven bronze warriors, blocked four Lan family Dongtian realm priests for her, and eventually seriously injured two of them. He assisted True Man Jingming in killing one, but he himself was pierced through the eye socket and the brain by a spear from the remaining one, and died on the spot.

Xiong Shao of Changqing Escort Agency, at the peak of his martial arts realm, forcibly held back the chief priest who had killed Shangguan Xuan, buying time for Baihe Zhenren. The moment before Baihe Zhenren could kill the chief priest, he was slapped by the other party, his heart meridian was severed, and he died of vomiting blood.

Master Baihe's gaze swept over their bodies. There was no trace of sadness or anger in his cold eyes, only a heart-wrenching indifference.

The next moment, she actually laughed.

"I've added a few more entries to the account..."

She murmured to herself, "King Xishuo, you must not die too easily."

Master Baihe didn't even look at the bodies of his companions, nor did he care about the bodies of his enemies. He just stepped over them and staggered towards the depths of the manor.

The wooden pillars that burned out in the fire made crackling sounds and came towards her, but when they were still three feet away from her, they were suddenly cut into countless pieces by the invisible sword energy and exploded with flames and smoke.

There was a surviving master of the Lan family who noticed her with horror. After struggling and entanglement, his courage finally overcame his fear and he raised his knife to chop. However, the long knife broke at the moment of swinging, and the tip of the knife flew across the man's neck, leaving a deep line of blood.

In the ruins not far away, there was a melee between the rebel army and the Lan family's private soldiers. They were roaring and hacking. Although they did not know each other, they now regarded each other as the most hated blood enemy in their lives. The bent blades of their knives stuck into the bones of their opponents, and the roaring blood sprayed on the enemy's face. However, the splattered limbs and blood spots were all shaken away when they approached Master Baihe.

She didn't turn her head or look to the side, she just kept staggering forward.

Master Baihe walked through a square full of corpses, through a hall engulfed in flames, and through a forest where corpses were hanging on branches and blood flowed down the trees, soaking the ground bright red. It was the most horrifying scene of hell.

Finally, she came to the end.

This is the deepest part of the Lan family manor and also the deepest part of the Lan family’s back mountain.

At the foot of the cliff, Lan Yonghuai had a broken arm and was sitting on the ground with blood covering half of his body.

He was extremely pale and the smile on his face was uglier than crying.

Surrounding him were Ning Wushu, several blood-covered rebels, and... Lan Xiyu.

Yes, Lan Xiyu also came at some point. She changed back into her old black dress, put on a bamboo hat, and covered her face with a black veil, but everyone knew that this was her.

Ning Wushu's appearance was not much better than that of Baihe Zhenren. Her armor had been removed, and there were several broken arrows stuck in her back. A knife mark ran diagonally across her face, leaving a horrible wound.

"Xiyu, you..."

Lan Yonghuai's eyes did not focus on anyone else. He just looked at Lan Xiyu, his expression extremely ugly: "You actually... betrayed... the family..."

"You're wrong, brother."

Lan Xiyu's calm voice came from under the black veil covering her face: "As long as I am here, the Lan family will not perish."

Lan Yonghuai coughed, and his facial features twisted, obviously trying to make a mocking laugh, but soon his coughing became even more violent, and blood began to gush out of his nostrils and mouth.

Lan Xiyu ignored him and just raised her head.

A cave can be vaguely seen high on the mountain wall, about fifty feet above the ground.

"All the secrets of the Lan family are hidden there."

She said slowly: "All the family businesses, all the connections, as well as the skills, secret manuals, and mechanical techniques passed down for thousands of years are all there."

Then, she turned to Ning Wushu and said, "You promised..."

But before she could finish her words, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder.

Lan Xiyu turned around and suddenly met the cold, dead eyes of Baihe Zhenren.

Beneath the black veil, a hint of fear flashed by - although she was blind, she could still "see".

The next moment, the sword flashed!

"Master! Wait a minute!" Ning Wu Shu was suddenly startled.

But she shouted too late, Lan Xiyu's figure had already flown away like a kite with a broken string!
The sword of wisdom was unsheathed and blocked in front of him, but Master Baihe's sword was too fierce and powerful. The star-like sword light still penetrated the blockade of the sword of wisdom, along with the terrifying murderous intent, and fell on Lan Xiyu like a rainstorm!
Her hat and black veil were torn to pieces in an instant, and countless blood flowers bloomed on her black skirt.

boom!
Lan Xiyu smashed heavily into the mountain wall, creating a big hole. Then, the sound of her vomiting blood in pain was heard from the hole.

“Wow…hahaha, hahahaha…”

The one who laughed was Lan Yonghuai.

He held his broken arm, watched this scene, and laughed heartily, but more and more blood flowed out of his mouth and he couldn't stop it. The laughter gradually became weak and powerless, and gradually dimmed along with his pale and lifeless pupils.

"Real person..."

Ning Wushu looked at Master Baihe helplessly.

"She's not dead." Master Baihe threw away the broken sword in his hand, his voice hoarse as if it had been run over by a millstone: "But there is no reason for such a person to have it easier than the rest of us."

Ning Wushu nodded.

"This battle lasted too long and the casualties were too heavy."

She said in a hoarse voice: "I'm afraid we can't deal with the Yuan family for the time being... I don't know how Qingzhou is doing."

"Humph……"

Master Baihe snorted coldly: "Even if you are worried about your father or your adoptive father, there is no need to worry about that kid."

"For three whole years, everyone in the world thought he was dead. He was able to crawl back from purgatory..."

"In my opinion, he will be fine even if we all die."

(End of this chapter)