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Song Tianwen gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do!

But Song Tianwen is, after all, the Prefectural Magistrate. How could he not have one or two allies?

The other two allies at the Purple Mansion Realm instantly rushed towards Chen Yuan, their powerful force striking him and causing his battle halberd to deflect slightly.

puff!

However, the halberd still slammed down on Song Qingxue's shoulder, severing her entire arm!

"what!"

Song Qingxue screamed in agony, her face turning deathly pale, blood gushing from her severed arm.

"You little beast, how could you be so cruel!"

The one who made the move was an old man with two bull horns on his head, a powerful figure from the Falcon Hunting Team of Wangdong Prefecture. He came here mainly to suppress evil spirits and earn some merit.

Although no evil spirits were seen, such a shocking scene was witnessed.

"This was supposed to be a fight to the death, and you guys interfered?"

Chen Yuan looked at them, his face contorted with rage.

"This battle is indeed a fight to the death, but you dying is acceptable, but her dying? Can you even imagine it?"

"It's a short-haired old man," he said dismissively.

Another elderly man with long hair, his face full of mockery, said, "Who do you think you are? Is your life worth hers?"

After saying that, he picked up Song Qingxue's arm and pulled her away from there.

"Senior Lin, I want him dead! I want him dead!!"

Song Qingxue screamed hysterically, her face contorted in a grotesque expression.

The long-haired old man frowned slightly, seemingly weighing the gains and losses in his mind.

"Seniors, if you kill this boy, my Song family will owe you a favor."

Song Tianwen said with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The long-haired old man's gaze sharpened as he glanced at the short-haired old man.

The short-haired old man nodded slightly, then walked toward Chen Yuan with a ferocious expression. "You little beast, you're too arrogant. This world won't tolerate you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot, unleashing a terrifying aura of power as he lunged at Chen Yuan.

Seeing this, the rest of the Song family also rushed towards Chen Yuan!

At this moment, they were determined to kill this human boy before them, no matter what.

Only by killing him can they regain the face they have lost.

Even if it's against the rules!

Even if it means breaking the rules.

But in this world, strength reigns supreme!

Rules are always dictated by the strong.

"How shameless!"

Seeing a powerful expert at the Purple Mansion Realm rushing towards Chen Yuan, and all the other experts from the Song family doing the same, the onlookers couldn't help but curse angrily!

"Something's wrong! Chen Yuan is in danger!!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed in alarm, their face filled with anxiety.

hum!

At the critical moment, the void above the sky suddenly trembled, and a vast, boundless, and terrifying pressure descended from the sky!

boom!!!

A figure in a black robe, wreathed in raging flames, plummeted through the air and landed steadily in front of Chen Yuan!

A violent wave of flames exploded outwards from him, engulfing the entire square.

The fiery shockwave bypassed Chen Yuan and swept towards the others like a raging storm!

Ahhhhh!

The powerful members of the Song family who rushed forward were instantly blown away by the raging flames. Their bodies were burned, their blood was churning, and they fell to the ground screaming in agony, looking utterly disheveled!

The short-haired old man who pounced from mid-air suddenly narrowed his eyes. Remaining calm in the face of danger, he swelled his spiritual power in his palm, condensing a thick shield, and slammed it down on the black-robed figure!

The man in black robes neither dodged nor evaded, but instead raised his hand and unleashed a powerful punch!

The fist pierced the air, creating a deafening sonic boom, with flames enveloping the fist's edge—its power and dominance were unparalleled!

boom! !

A deafening roar shattered the sky!

The seemingly indestructible spiritual energy shield shattered and vanished instantly, and the powerful fist force slammed into the short-haired old man's chest like a tidal wave.

The old man shuddered violently, coughing up blood. He was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string after being struck by a mountain!

In the blink of an eye, his figure traversed thousands of meters of void, crashing heavily into the remaining buildings in the county town, shattering several houses, causing them to collapse, and sending rubble tumbling down. He himself was also deeply embedded in the rubble.

"Damn it!!"

Amidst the collapsed rubble, the short-haired old man struggled to his feet, his entire body wracked with excruciating pain and his blood churning uncontrollably.

Crimson blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with extreme horror and fear.

As a True Person of the Purple Mansion, he was considered a powerful figure in the entire Wangdong Prefecture, yet he was sent flying and severely injured by the opponent's punch, without even having a chance to fight back!

This scene left everyone speechless, even Zhu Xin looked at the black-robed man in front of Chen Yuan in surprise.

She hadn't expected that Chen Yuan would have someone to help him.

On the plaza, Song Tianwen's face was ashen as he stared intently at the black-robed figure wreathed in flames, his voice icy and chilling: "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Song family!"

The man in black robes stood in the wind, his body engulfed in flames, his robes billowing. He resembled a fire god descending from the ashes, his aura vast and unfathomable, making it impossible for anyone to fathom his depths.

Chen Yuan's gaze narrowed slightly as he quietly looked at the tall and upright figure in front of him, a warm feeling suddenly welling up in his heart.

He vaguely guessed who this person was.

"I roam the world with my sword, upholding justice and not tolerating your bullying and oppression."

The man in black robes had a deep, indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion, yet it possessed an awe-inspiring majesty that echoed coldly throughout the entire world.

Everyone in the room remained silent, no one daring to utter a single word.

The appearance of such a top-tier expert, whose aura overwhelmed the entire scene, caused everyone to be stunned by this vast pressure and hold their breath.

At the same time, Zhu Xin raised an eyebrow with a playful smile, and together with the cold-faced Zhu Li, they leaped down and landed steadily beside Chen Yuan.

Three figures with distinctly different auras stood in a triangle, firmly protecting Chen Yuan in the center.

The man in black robes was engulfed in flames and exuded an overwhelming aura.

Zhu Xin's alluring demeanor conceals her murderous intent.

Zhu Li's aura was deep and composed, poised to unleash its power.

With such a lineup, even if Song Tianwen was filled with rage and held power, he had no chance of killing Chen Yuan again.

His chest burned with rage, his face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, he stared intently at Chen Yuan, his eyes surging with murderous intent, but in the end he dared not make a move rashly.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth, suppressed his overwhelming anger, snorted coldly, turned around, and strode towards Song Qingxue, who was unconscious at the edge of the deep pit.

At this moment, Song Qingxue's eyes were closed, her face was as pale as paper, and her broken left arm had been simply bandaged, but her eyes were still twitching slightly.

Especially his brow furrowed with resentment; even in a coma, his overwhelming hatred and humiliation did not dissipate in the slightest.

"Her condition has stabilized, and the blood vessels in her severed arm have been sealed off. She is not in immediate danger of death, but the severed arm needs to be reattached immediately. If it is delayed, the blood vessels will become solidified, and there will be no possibility of recovery."

The long-haired old man stepped forward quickly, reported in a deep voice, and spoke with a solemn tone.

Song Tianwen nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a deep chill: "Thank you both for saving me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he carefully picked up the injured Song Qingxue, turned around and gave Chen Yuan a cold glance one last time. Without saying anything, he called to the Song family and quickly left the place.

The short-haired old man flew back and stood side by side with the long-haired old man.

The two of them stared at the black-robed man whose body was engulfed in flames.

The long-haired elder said coldly, "We are the Falcon Hunting Team of the Great Xiang Empire. Please hand over your Purple Mansion Permission!"

Falcon Hunting Team!

Upon hearing these words, Chen Yuan was surprised, and the others stared at the two old men in shock.

The hunting and killing teams specialize in hunting down creatures that have not obtained permission to enter the Purple Mansion.

"I do not have the permission of the Purple Mansion, you may try to suppress me."

The man in black robes had a hoarse voice, tinged with mockery.

"Unauthorized cultivation to the Purple Mansion level is illegal!"

The short-haired old man said somberly.

"Either fight or get lost!"

The old man in black robes gave a cold shout, and the flames that had dissipated from his body rose up again.