World's Unparalleled Emperor

"Go to hell! "Little brat!"

Murong Tianxing was furious. He had finally found the culprit who killed his son, but he did not expect it to be Xie Wuxin, which made him extremely angry, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes filled with terrifying blood veins. What kind of anger was this?

He waved his hand, and a ball of light appeared in his hand. The ball of light grew larger and larger, and the violent energy sizzled. It reached a size of several dozen meters and appeared to be a massive artillery shell.

However, he never expected that Zhang Nan would have discovered him long ago. It was just that he pretended to leave, and hid at a place not too far away, and took out the Soul Shadow Pearl to use his mental power to spy on them, and recorded down the area where he had killed Murong Fu and Murong Fu.

"Humph, agreement my ass! From the moment you killed my son, the agreement was broken. It has no effect!"

Murong Tianxing snorted, and the ball of light flew towards Xie Wuxin and Wei Yang.

"Young Lord, run!"

They could be considered to be following Zhang Nan's footsteps. That time, Zhang Nan had clearly left, and he was still able to take out the thing called the Shadow Soul Pearl, and he had only left the part where they killed Murong Fu. The previous conversation did not happen, and everything that happened only meant that they were hit by Zhang Nan's skill.

He could only sigh in his heart at how deep Zhang Nan had drifted and how strong of a plan he had made. His palm pushed fiercely, helping Xie Wuxin to fly out of the area, and he immediately summoned his skill to resist, "Vast Expanse Fist!"

Although he knew that resistance might be useless, Wei Yang could only fight it out, hoping to survive.

Xie Wuxin glanced at Wei Yang, and then, he prepared to escape in the direction of the Xue Family without even turning his head back.

"Tsk tsk, you killed my nephew and yet you still want to escape. In front of so many Venerable Ones, if you were to escape, it would be a joke!"

However, just as Xie Wuxin was sent flying a little bit, he discovered that Mu Rong Tian Cheng had unknowingly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion came from behind him as the heat wave blasted out in all directions from the ground. The giant white fist that Wei Yang smashed out was completely useless and was instantly destroyed, while a deep crater of several thousand meters deep was formed on the ground. Wei Yang had died, his body smashed into pieces of flesh and died in this place.

"I'll kill you!"

Seeing the situation, Xie Wuxin's heart was filled with grief. At this time, he could only give it his all to fight.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and took out a blood flag. The blood flag grew larger with the wind, and very soon it grew to a few meters in size, and there was black mist coming from it, and one could see dead souls screaming miserably. The entire blood flag looked dark and gloomy, and in the middle of it all sat a devil.

"You brat, if you don't walk the right path, you will truly die practicing this kind of evil cultivation technique!"

Mu Rong Tian Cheng was startled, then his face turned angry. The Blood Banner was a demonic art, so it could only be obtained by killing a lot of people.

"Haha, I'll kill you!"

Xie Wuxin's eyes turned red, he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, causing the black Qi of the blood flag to become even stronger, at the same time the blood flag became larger. He jumped up and hid within the black mist. He directed the Demon Generals in the Blood Banner to attack Mu Rong Tian Cheng. The skeletons flew towards Mu Rong Tian Cheng, wanting to bite him to death.

"Humph!" Your strength is not enough! "

With a flip of his hand, a mid-grade saint artifact appeared in his hand. As he infused spiritual energy into it, the sword immediately grew in size.

"Berserk Demon Slash!"

Following that, his sword slashed down on the blood banner. The treasured sword turned into a huge sword that glowed with light. There were all sorts of sacred runes flashing on its surface. This slash was especially directed at this demonic art.

"AHH!"

The black Qi was slashed apart, the blood banner was destroyed and everything dissipated. Only Xie Wuxin fell down and crashed onto the ground, spitting out blood continuously with a pale face.

Murong Tianxing flew over, and stared at Xie Wuxin coldly, the hatred in his eyes seemed to be real, in the end, he extended his hand and grabbed, and Xie Wuxin flew into the air, and his hand directly grabbed onto Xie Wuxin's neck.

"I didn't expect you to practice demonic arts. Hmph, go to hell!"

With a clench of his fist, Xie Wuxin's neck was immediately broken.

"Your son, your father has finally avenged you. However, the Xue Family still needs to pay a heavy price."

Looking at the dispersing crowd, Murong Tianxing's eyes were filled with desolation. At this moment, he was not the patriarch of the Viridian Empire, but rather a benevolent father.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and immediately chased after Zhang Nan and the rest.

"Fortunately, I was afraid that the Mu Rong family would try to rob my mid-grade saint artifact!"

They flew far away from where they were before. Forgetfulness Ancestor finally heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at the mid-grade saint artifact in his hands, filled with gratitude. Fortunately, because of the appearance of the Murong Family's experts, many people had lost their minds and scattered in all directions.

Zhang Nan laughed bitterly, this fellow was quite satisfied, he did not expect the mid-grade saint artifact to fall into his hands in the end, but it was not a loss, after all, they were his own people from the South Sect, so it would increase the sect's fighting strength by a lot.

After finding a small forest, everyone was ready to rest. However, Zhang Nan suddenly frowned: "Not good, Murong Tianxing is actually chasing us!"

Hearing Zhang Nan's words, Forgetfulness Qiukai immediately kept his mid-grade saint artifact, while Ling Yue'er also frowned.