The Ancient Zombie Emperor

At the same time, Xiao Mu released the bowstring and an arrow flew out.

The Yang family's Level Seven Martial Master was shocked, he quickly turned around and slapped out a large earthen yellow palm print. This was a palm print made from cultivating an earth attribute cultivation technique, releasing a powerful aura, its defensive power was astonishing.

However, the palm print was instantly pierced through. The Yang Family's Level Seven Martial Master was greatly shocked, he pulled out the iron sword from his waist, and hacked the arrow into pieces. His body was also affected, taking a step back, he looked at his numb palm, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Who is it? Get the hell out here and throw away your life!" The man cursed.

Xiu Xiu! *

Xiao Mu shot two arrows, and with the support of the Hades' arch, he released a might that far exceeded that of any normal arrow. After the Yang Family's Level Seven Martial Master split two arrows with the iron sword, his body trembled, and his sword holding arm almost dislocated.

He found Xiao Mu's location and looked towards the direction of the hall.

At the same time, he activated the Postnatal Dao Spiritual Body, causing the spirit force of heaven and earth to surge like tidal waves, completely adding on the first arrow, which formed into the shape of an arrow, becoming even more terrifying than the first three, releasing a destructive force like a furious dragon rushing towards the incoming person.

BOOM!

A wave of air exploded in the air, spreading like a violent tsunami. The body of the Yang family's Level Seven Martial Master trembled, and it spat out a mouthful of blood. It fell to the ground as if a meteor, with smoke curling up in the air.

The Yang family's Level Seven Martial Master stood up, looked at the bloody hole on his shoulder, and was completely shocked in his heart. This arrow had not only pierced his arm, it had also broken the bones in his entire arm.

"Kid, if you have the ability, then fight me fair and square!" The Yang Family's Level Seven Martial Master stared at Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu did not budge, and said indifferently: "To suppress your cultivation to the fourth stage of the Martial Master realm, killing you is as easy as killing a dog!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Yang family's Level Seven Martial Master. Without wasting any more words, his figure instantly appeared on the spot, breaking the sound barrier, and rushed towards Xiao Mu with an even faster speed. At this time, an arrow was shot. He had personally experienced the power of the arrow, so he did not plan to stab it head on. Instead, he dodged it with extreme speed and let it shoot into the sky.

Xiao Mu did not slow, and shot three more arrows, attacking the Level Seven Martial Master of the Yang family from three directions. He quickly dodged the arrows, and took a step closer to Xiao Mu. His eyes flashed with excitement and cruelty.

As long as he took one more step, he would be able to decapitate this damned brat.

Xiao Mu saw through his thoughts and mocked: "If you can get within three meters of me, I'll commit suicide on the spot."

"Young man, being too arrogant is not a good thing …" The Yang Family's Level Seven Martial Master started to mock him, but before he could finish saying the word "matter", his voice suddenly stopped.

An arrow came flying from the side. This arrow was different from the previous arrow as it was formed from the condensed death aura. It created a gray wave filled with the aura of death.

The Yang Family's Level Seven Martial Master could not dodge in time, and was struck by the arrow. The moment the arrow pierced the chest, his heart exploded, and the aura of death invaded his entire body, quickly draining his vital energy, turning him into a bag of bones.

"Brat, don't get cocky too early, the Martial King of my Yang family is on the way here …" "On the way." This man used up all his last bit of energy and said his last sentence.

The people of the Dong Clan, who were originally overjoyed from killing the Martial King of the seventh step, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been broken in their hearts. With the arrival of the Martial King, no one would be a match for the Dong Clan. Everyone would have to die.

"Damn, why are there people from the Yang family?" Zhuge Bai scolded.

Dong Youshang's eyes were a little dim, he looked at Xiao Mu, Zhuge Bai, and finally landed on Dong Dawei, and said: "Quickly leave, before the Yang Family's Martial King comes, go as far away as you can."

At this moment, Dong Youshang was not a businessman, but a tragic hero. Determination surfaced in his eyes. Dong Dawei choked with sobs. With tears in his eyes, he expressed that he would stay and face the Yang Family's Martial King together with Dong Youshang, allowing Xiao Mu and Zhuge Bai to leave first.

"Father, actually, your son is quite familiar with the Yang Family's Martial King. As long as I mediate, you will submit to the Yang Family …" Dong Dahai braced himself and said.

Dong Youshang was infuriated, he slapped Dong Dahai on the face and said: "You unfilial son, you still have the guts to say such words, you must be capable to colluding with outsiders, and bring the Dong Clan to hell."

"Rest assured, even if the Yang Family's Martial King comes, it won't work."

Just then, Xiao Mu's words were like a needle dropped into his heart, causing everyone to quiet down. Dong Youshang's face revealed shock.

"Little Hero, are you joking with me?" Dong Youshang was shocked.

Xiao Mu looked indifferent, and said with confidence: "Let's just wait and see, the Martial King of the Yang family has come, we will definitely make it impossible for him to return. This Martial King of the Yang family, it's definitely lost. "

Everyone was excited, the Yang family only had one set of Martial King, if they were to fall, the Yang family's power would be greatly damaged.

At this moment, the Yang family's Martial King was leisurely humming a small tune as they walked quickly towards the Dong Clan. Actually, with his cultivation level, he could just fly in the air and arrive at the Dong Residence within the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

However, he was a person who enjoyed the process. The Yang Family's Martial Master who had been planted in the Dong Clan had already sent back news. The Dong Clan was basically under their control, and he had come to take over the entire Dong Clan.

As the first merchant guild of the Nantu City, Dong Clan, with a large background, there must be some who were stubborn about it. The Martial King of the Yang Family was really looking forward to his arrival, and the expressions of despair from those stubborn people, that was really a kind of enjoyment, just thinking about it made them excited.

Two hours later, the Yang Martial King finally arrived at the Dong Residence with this tortoise's speed. Looking at the Dong Residence, he became excited. With a complacent expression, he walked into the Dong Residence in big strides. Seeing the Dong Clan Servants that were killed by Xiao Mu, Yang Martial King thought that it was his own martial arts master who killed them, and he laughed even more happily.

This group of stubborn resistance, this was the result of going against the Yang family. He thought to himself, it seems that the Yang family has not nurtured so many foreign delegates in these years for nothing.

But when he walked into the inner court, he frowned.

"Hmm?" Yang Martial King was alarmed. The entire Dong Clan was shrouded in a bloody aura. Some of them belonged to the Dong Clan, but most of them belonged to the Yang Clan.

What was going on? Could it be that some unforeseen event had occurred in this battle that had swept away everything before it could happen?

The Yang Family's Martial King walked over quickly. Abruptly, his pupils shrank as he saw the Level Seven Martial Master that Xiao Mu shot dead in one shot. He had a premonition that something bad had happened in the Dong Clan.

"Who is it? Who dares to anger the people of the Dong Clan. Today, I will skin you alive and pull out your tendons, then poke your bones and scatter your ashes!" Yang Martial King was enraged, and said with an ashen face.