2702: C2702 The Dao of Man

C2702 The Dao of Man

Yan Yun Empire, Southcloud Star.

Nanyun Ancestor gave Yang Fann a fierce look, his eyes were filled with killing intent. Fan Yang brat, I had good intentions and wanted to improve our relationship, but you refused. Go to hell then!

He believed that with Cyan King and Hongchen, the two great reverends of the ancient barbarians would definitely kill this Fan Yang brat.

One should know that Cyan King was the son of the Great Marshal of the empire, King Yong. He had already succeeded in reaching the Chaos God Stage a million years ago, and now, he had even reached the peak of the Chaos God Stage. He could be considered one of the best amongst all the kings of the imperial family. He had a chance to become the second Middle-level Chaos God after his father, King Yong.

The two great reverends, Red Dust and Ancient Barbarian, were not weak either. They were ranked in the top ten Yan Yun Empires of the Yan Yun Empire's Offering Pavilion. Especially the Red Dust Officials. They looked harmless and ordinary, but in fact, they were very strong. He was even stronger than Cyan King and Yan Qing, and he had already stepped into the Extreme Chaos God realm.

With the three great expert combined, even the real Extreme Chaos God would be able to fight him.

Although Fan Yang was terrifying, the feeling he got from Fan Yang was that he was only a match for a Middle-rank Chaos God, and with the help of the Nanyun Clan. . . He had the geographical advantage. He had to make sure that this Fan Yang wouldn't be able to escape even if he had wings.

Of course, Cyan King and the other two didn't help for nothing.

Although the Nanyun Clan had a good relationship with them, it wasn't to the extent where they had to face a Chaos God for the sake of the Nanyun Clan.

Each of them had fifty thousand units of Origin of Chaos. The three of them had a total of one hundred and fifty thousand units of Origin of Chaos.

Regarding this, Nanyun Ancestor had considered it carefully. The Nanyun Clan had existed for tens of millions of eras, and when all of their belongings were combined, they would have a total of one hundred and sixty thousand units of Origin of Chaos.

150,000 units of Origin of Chaos was the limit of the Nanyun Clan.

If there were any more, it would only arouse suspicion from Yan Qing and the others.

If the Origin Stone were to be drawn out, it would be the disaster of their race!

. . .

"Old Marquis, rest assured. We will uphold justice for you. If you dare to bully the Marquis of the Empire, even the Chaos God will have to pay the price of blood!"

Cyan King and Yan Qing swore that 50,000 units of Origin of Chaoss were equivalent to two levels of his wealth. It was enough for his cultivation to rise to another level. And his opponent was only a Middle-rank Chaos God. How could he miss out on such a profitable deal? Besides, he had the help of the two great reverends, Hongchen and Gu Man.

However, this time, the Nanyun Clan had really put in a lot of effort.

They had promised him 50,000 units of Origin of Chaos, and even if the Red Dust Pavilion and the Ancient Barbarian Tribe didn't have this amount, they wouldn't be too far off. There were at least 30,000 to 40,000 units of Origin of Chaos.

When the three of them combined, it was about 130,000 to 130,000 units of Origin of Chaoss.

Even if the Nanyun Clan had a long heritage and was one of the oldest noble families in the empire, they would still lose all their fortune if they took out so many resources at once.

No one knew how Fan Yang had offended the Nanyun Clan and made Nan Yun Yaohua want to take his life even if he had to go bankrupt.

Speaking of which, I have to thank this Fan Yang. Without him, there wouldn't be such a good thing.

Fifty thousand units of Origin of Chaoss. Even if he didn't eat or drink, he would need a hundred thousand eras to accumulate it!

In order to repay your kindness, I will show great mercy and give you a quick death!

In the next second. . . . . .

"Rumble. . . . . . "

A terrifying pressure of a top grade Chaos God burst out from Cyan King's body, crushing towards Yang Fann.

"Vile creature, surrender now and wait for my orders!"

Cyan King's voice was as loud as a bronze bell, it was very thought-provoking.

"Get lost!"

The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed and he shouted. The terrifying Human-shaped Real Hou boiled and shattered everything.

"Ah. . . No. . . Puff! . . . "

Cyan King and Yan Qing let out a wail of despair. He threw his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was like a pile of mud as he collapsed onto the ground. His eyes were filled with despair and fear as he looked at Yang Fann.

"You. . . You are so ruthless. What a ruthless heart! . . . "

It was destroyed. The chaos in his body, including the Origin Universe, had completely collapsed.

Crippled! His cultivation base as a peak Primal Chaos God was completely wasted.

Life was worse than death; life was worse than death!

. . .

"Ah. . . No. . . How could this be? His Highness Cyan King. How could his Highness Cyan King. . . "Nanyun Ancestor was dumbstruck, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. His Highness Cyan King was a top grade Chaos God, how could he not even withstand a single shout?

No. . . Impossible, it must be an illusion.

. . .

. . . "Ah. . . Old man Nan Yun, you tricked me. . . " Beside him, High God Red Dust let out a hysterical wail. He was like a furious beast that wanted to eat someone. He was very clear about Cyan King and Yan Qing's cultivation base and strength. Even if he was compared to Cyan King, he would only be slightly inferior. The result was good, but they couldn't stop Fan Yang's stern shout.

What kind of terrifying existence was this? A Middle-level Chaos God was absolutely a Middle-level Chaos God! And it wasn't that Low-rank Middle-level Chaos God!

But this old man Nan Yun actually lied to him. He was only a First Middle-rank Chaos God! The gap between them was more than a million times, a million times, and it was completely a trap for him!

"Roar. . . Die!"

"Bang. . . "

The enraged Red Dust God wasn't someone that High-rank Quasi-Chaos God could defend against. He didn't even have the time to let out a wail before his entire body exploded like a watermelon.

. . . . . . .

"Ah. . . No. . . Old Ancestor. . . "

The Nanyun Clan Universe Gods let out heart-wrenching screams, as though they had lost their parents.

The sky had collapsed, their Nanyun Clan's sky had collapsed!

Wuwuwuwu How could this be? How could this be?

This wasn't supposed to be how the script should be. It shouldn't be that Cyan King and the others had forcefully suppressed that Fan Yang. How could it become like this?

The old ancestor was gone, and Cyan King was destroyed.

It was over! The Nanyun Clan was finished!

Despair, endless despair spread in the hearts of the Universe Gods.

Putting aside whether or not Evil Spirit would let their Nanyun Clan go, even if they disdained to bicker with ants like them, their Nanyun Clan would not be able to escape the calamity of extinction.

His Highness Cyan King. He was the son that King Yong doted on the most. He was one of the geniuses of the imperial family. Now that the Nanyun Clan had become a cripple because of him, would King Yong let the Nanyun Clan go? Would the empire let the Nanyun Clan go?

Wuwuwu What sins have we committed?

Why must we force Fan Yang to stay?1

If he wanted to leave, let him go.

. . .

"If I die just like that, I'll let this old thing off the hook. "Yang Fann sneered. However, he didn't pay too much attention to it. Otherwise, he would have been imprisoned and stopped by Red Dust God when he attacked in a fit of rage.

Thinking about it carefully, it was a good choice to return the favor to the enemy. It was better to let these aphids die in the hands of their reinforcements.

The next second. . . . . .

Yang Fann turned to look at the Red Dust God and the Ancient Barbarian God.

"Bang! Bang! . . . "

In an instant, the Red Dust High God. . . The Ancient Barbarian High God's knees went soft, and he fell to his knees in front of Yang Fann.

Their heads were like garlic pounding against the ground.

"Spare my life, please spare my life, my lord! Spare me, my lord! Spare me! "

The pride and dignity of the Chaos God had been thrown out of their minds at this moment.

It was not easy for them to become a Chaos God. How could they be willing to die just like that?

"Do you want to die or live?"

"I want to live, I want to live, my lord, I want to live, I want to live! . . . "

Red Dust God, Ancient Barbarian Yes! God and Ancient Barbarian God hurriedly replied. Their hopeless hearts were filled with a glimmer of hope.

As long as they could survive, they would not hesitate to swear to be their slaves.

"If you want to live, you can. I don't want to see anyone from the Southern Cloud Family. I don't want to see any of them. "

"My lord, don't worry. I, Hongchen, swear with my heart that I will destroy all the bloodlines of the Nanyun Clan in this life. "

"Lord, I also swear that I will destroy all the bloodlines of the Nanyun Clan. "

. . .

The Red Dust God, the Ancient Barbarian God. . . God's killing intent surged. If it wasn't for the Southern Cloud Family, they would have ended up in such a state. Even if Yang Fann didn't say it, they wouldn't let the Southern Cloud Family go.

. . .

"Ah. . . No, don't kill me, don't kill me. . . "

"Spare me, Revered Sir Spare me, I am a Marquis of the Empire, you can't kill me, you can't kill me. . . "

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