288: C288 A Dead End

C288 A Dead End

Feather City, on top of the city gate.

Headless corpses were hung in the air above the city wall with ropes. The blood that was dripping from them had turned black.

The heads of these corpses were locked in cages, unable to rest in peace.

"Who did the Ye family offend? They are going to face such a disaster!"

"Who knows! I heard that even Earth Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade warriors have been sent out!"

"Sigh ~ Let's hurry up and leave so that we won't get ourselves into trouble!"

The massacre of Ye family had caused a stir in the entire city, but no one had lent a helping hand.

The Alchemist Association, the entire association was protected by a light barrier. It was a powerful Tier 5 formation.

Boom ~

A muscular man with blood and Qi all over his body punched the formation, causing the entire formation to tremble.

"Haha ~ My good children, quickly come out!" The big man laughed loudly.

Not far away, Mo Hanfeng and a dozen Earth Soul Stage Middle Heavenly Grade warriors were watching this scene coldly.

This big man's name was Tu Qiancheng, and he was a greater celestial middle stage expert. His strength wasn't any weaker than Tu Qiancheng's.

"Ye Feng, if you offend me, you will have to kill nine generations of your family!" A hint of viciousness was hidden on Mo Hanfeng's dark face.

All the people from the Ye family had been killed, leaving only those who were hiding in the Alchemist Association!

As long as Ye Feng dared to come out of the Fallen Cloud Sect, Su Dongshan would immediately attack him from behind, along with the help of the Giant Barbarian Warship.

This was a sure-death situation!

Tu Qiancheng punched the grand formation one after another. Waves of energy ripples surged out.

In Mo Hanfeng's eyes, it was as if he had already seen Ye Feng's head being cut off and hung at the city gate.

On the square of the Alchemist Association, dozens of people had pale faces. Every time there was an explosion, it would cause one's heart to tremble.

Among these people, there were the heirs of the Ye family, the Alchemist Association's President Wu Mu, Elder Han, and a group of alchemist disciples.

Qingke was one of them.

Among them, the one with the highest cultivation base was Ye Wuchen, but he was only at the Pround Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade.

"Father, we can just kill our way out and collect the corpses of the people from the Ye family!" Ye Xiao clenched his fist and said.

"That's right, father. Mo won't come back." Ye Lantian also said.

Both of them were people who had fought with Ye Feng before, and they were also people who had broken through to the Profound Soul Stage.

"Shut up!" Ye Wuchen shouted. The corpses of his clansmen were still hanging at the city gate. This was the failure of him as the patriarch.

Shame!

"Once the grand formation is broken, not only the Ye family, but all of us will die!" Qingke sighed and said.

For the sake of the Ye family, dozens of disciples of the Alchemist Association died!

"It's the Ye family. It's all because of the Ye family. If not, we would still be alive and well."2

"Yes, it's all these jinxes. Chase them out!"

All of them looked at the people of the Ye family with hatred. They wished they could curse them eighteen generations ago.

Ye Wuchen's expression was ugly. He had missed the chance to see the rain. This was going to break the bloodline of the Ye family!

"Shut up!" Wu Mu shouted, suppressing the voices.

Rumble ~

After being bombarded over a hundred times, the formation finally started to shake, and cracks started to appear on the surface of the light barrier.

The Soul Stone that was used to maintain the grand array was almost completely used up!

An aura of death filled the air. Some people even began to sob softly.

Tu Qiancheng's punch landed, and the entire grand array's light screen shattered. Everyone inside no longer held any hope.

"Hahaha ~ Die! All of you, go to hell! That girl is mine tonight! " Tu Qiancheng licked the corner of his mouth and his gaze fell on Qingke's graceful figure.

He threw a punch at the square.

In front of the fist, a huge shadow of a fifty meter fist appeared and smashed down.

Without a doubt, other than Qingke, everyone else would be smashed into a meat patty!

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