The man in the hemp robe was very rude and arrogant, and he didn't pay attention to the disciples of Weiyang Palace.

"Let her go." Hu Kangtai pushed away from the crowd and stood up.

The man in the hemp robe looked at Hu Kangtai sarcastically and said, "What if I don't let him go?"

"If you don't let go, you will fight." Hu Kangtai said with a three-foot green spear in his hand.

Hu Kangtai's strength surprised the man in hemp robe, "Maybe you don't know the current situation of your Weiyang Palace? Not to mention that you are in dire straits. Are you sure you want to offend our Moon Wolf Clan at this time?"

"Weiyang Palace hasn't seen any big storms in these years, and what are you moon wolf clan?" Hu Kangtai said, pointing to the man's brow with the three-foot green peak in his hand.

As long as the other party says no, he will use thunderous means.

The man in hemp robe frowned, he didn't expect the disciples of Weiyang Palace to be so strong?

"If the Moon Wolf Clan can't do it, what if we add our Witch Clan?" At this moment, a man in black robe walked through the crowd and came behind the man in hemp robe.

There was a strange aura blooming from his body, and he held a skeleton staff in his hand, making him look eerie and terrifying.

Witch!

Seeing this figure, Hu Kangtai's eyes flashed with fear.

"This is Weiyang Palace." Hu Kangtai hesitated for a moment but said forcefully, "No one here is allowed to bully my disciples of Weiyang Palace."

"Take this girl away and enjoy it." The black-robed man glanced at the hemp-robed man, "I want to see who dares to do it?"

The man in the hemp robe cupped his hands, "Since that's the case, thank you very much." After speaking, he grabbed Song Yao's hand and was about to drag her away.

"Let me go." Hu Kangtai was anxious.

As soon as Hu Kangtai stepped forward, he felt a thick fog rushing towards him. He instinctively sensed the great danger and retreated quickly.

And just when Hu Kangtai was about to strike again, he saw a figure blocking the way of the man in hemp robe.

He immediately felt relieved.

With that murderous man around, it is absolutely impossible for the man in hemp robe to take Song Yao away.

"Get out of the way." Seeing Zhao Yang's obstruction, the man in hemp robe showed a hideous look on his face.

"Do you know where this is?" Zhao Yang said lightly.

"Weiyang Palace! What's wrong?" the man in the hemp robe said arrogantly.

"Since you know that this is Weiyang Palace, you still take away the disciples of Weiyang Palace in public?"

"After today, can Weiyang Palace be kept between the two?" the man in the hemp robe said a little arrogantly.

"I don't know if Weiyang Palace is still there, but your Moon Wolf clan is definitely gone." Zhao Yang said in a very calm tone.

"Hahaha, do you know what you're talking about?" the man in hemp robe said with a big smile, "Our moon wolf tribe has masters like clouds, standing in the Eastern Region for many years, and you can have it if you don't have it?"

With a heartbeat, Zhao Yang communicated with the ancient corpse in the bronze coffin.

"Senior, do you want to come out and exercise?" Zhao Yang asked.

"Which race?"

"The Moon Wolf Clan, and the Witch Clan standing behind them."

"Witch Clan?" Hearing this word, the eyes of the ancient corpse burst into ferocious killing intent.

If it wasn't for the sneak attack by the quasi-sage of the Wu clan, how could he have fallen?

"Leave it to me." After a while, the ancient corpse calmed down, and then his figure disappeared.

Seeing Zhao Yang's silence, the man in hemp robe thought that Zhao Yang was afraid.

"Since you're scared, let's get out of the way." The man in the hemp robe bumped towards Zhao Yang's body while speaking.

Click!

The man in hemp robe didn't expect that he seemed to hit a wall, and the huge counter-shock force shattered three of his ribs.

"You..." said the man in hemp robe looking at Zhao Yang with a look of astonishment.

The man in the hemp robe has always felt that even if he is not a quasi-sage disciple, there is not much difference between the two sides in terms of strength.

"I'll treat you to a good show later." Zhao Yang said while looking at the man in the hemp robe with a smile.

"Good show?" The man in the hemp robe was taken aback.

"That's right, good show." Zhao Yang said with a smile, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Yue Zhuo."

"Yuezhuo, let me ask you a question."

"What?" Yuezhuo saw a door of space appearing above, and then heads fell from the door of space.

Yuezhuo was dumbfounded seeing these skulls.

"Moon wolf."

"These heads belong to the Moon Wolf clan."

"What did I see? The patriarch of the Moon Wolf Clan, the nine elders of the Moon Wolf Clan."

"The Moon Wolf Clan is gone."

What happened here quickly swept the entire Weiyang Palace.

When the bigwigs of various ethnic groups arrived, the heads here had already piled up like a hill.

"The entire Moon Wolf Clan is dead."

"The moon wolf tribe is a top-level force. Who on earth can destroy them in such a short period of time?"

"Do you think there are other possibilities besides the quasi-sage?"

"The three quasi-sages of the human race are all here."

"Are there any other quasi-sages in the human race?"

"It's also possible that the friendly quasi-sage of the human race made a move."

"The human race still has some background, even if it has declined."

When the high-level officials of various ethnic groups talked about this matter, their faces were very heavy. Originally, they came here to get a share of the pie.

But now it seems that things are not as simple as they thought.

"Yue Zhuo." Zhao Yang asked at this time, "If you knew that your actions led to the destruction of the Moon Wolf Clan, how would you feel?"

"I'm going to tear you into pieces." Yue Zhuo rushed towards Zhao Yang with red eyes.

boom!

Zhao Yang slapped Yue Zhuo to pieces, blood splashed all over the ground.

"Do you know that Yuezhuo is my man?" The man in black robe had a murderous intent in his eyes.

"That is to say, you are the instigator of this matter?" Zhao Yang asked lightly.

"So what?" the black-robed man said forcefully.

"Just admit it." The moment the words fell, Zhao Yang's big hand grabbed the black-robed man's neck.

There was a sneer in the eyes of the man in black robe.

Who doesn't know that the Wu Clan has the power of curse all over their bodies, and the most taboo thing to fight with the Wu Clan is contact.

His magic staff and his black robe instantly released endless curse power. He believed that as long as Zhao Yang was within three feet of him, even Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to save him.

But the next moment his eyeballs almost popped out.

Zhao Yang ignored the power of his curse, grabbed his throat forcefully with his big hand, and lifted him a foot away from the ground.

"You... how can you be okay?"

"Perhaps you think you Wu clan are superior, but in my opinion, what else can you do other than sneak attack from behind?" Zhao Yang broke the black-robed man's neck unceremoniously at this point.

Many disciples of Weiyang Palace were shocked when they saw the man in black robe who had no breath.

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