Chapter fifty-four: tragic
The battle in the Xiao family's mansion started when the elders led by the head of the Murong family suddenly attacked the Xiao family's meeting hall, while the Murong family warriors stormed through the gate of the mansion.
This gave rise to two battlefields.
A battle between innate warriors inside the mansion, near the meeting hall.
One was near the Xiao family competition ground and gate, fighting for the deacons against the two clansmen.
Xiao Yi ran all the way to the mansion. Before he got close, he could already feel the surging energy raging around him from a distance.
The strength of innate warriors is much stronger than that of acquired warriors. They can split mountains and crack rocks with just a wave of their hands, and every move is terrifying.
When Xiao Yi came to the vicinity of the meeting hall, he realized how fierce the fighting was here.
The original meeting hall is now in ruins.
Almost none of the surrounding mansions were intact, and most of them were reduced to rubble by the aftermath of the battle.
Whoosh, suddenly, a sharp blast of true energy came.
Xiao Yi moved his steps and managed to dodge, and his zhenqi hit the ground beside him. The ground was immediately shattered into pieces and dust filled the sky.
This is just the aftermath. You can imagine how fierce the battle between the innate warriors was.
Xiao Yi looked forward with smart eyes, and sure enough, all the elders were fighting.
Three, elders seven and eighty-nine faced off against the four elders of the Murong family.
The second elder faced off against the head of the Murong family, Murong Shan; both of them were ninth-level innate warriors, and neither could do anything to the other.
As for the Great Elder, he actually fought one against two, but he did not lose at all, and even suppressed the two and beat them.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.
The opponents of the other elders were all members of the Murong family. But the opponents of the eldest elder were two middle-aged men with unfamiliar faces.
Although Xiao Yi could not determine the cultivation level of these two people, judging from the strength of their auras, they were almost the same as the second elder and Murong Shan. They must also be innate ninth-level warriors.
"What's going on? Where did the Murong family find these two ninth-level innate people?" Xiao Yi was sure that there were absolutely no such figures in Ziyun City.
No wonder Xiao Ruyi said before that the Great Elder was restrained and could not be rescued.
Xiao Yi turned his head and looked at the third elder Xiao Zhong, and found that he was on par with the enemy and was not injured, and he was relieved immediately.
As for the seventh, eighth, and ninth elders, these three are known to be the weakest elders in the Xiao family, and their cultivation levels are only around the third or fourth level of Xiantian.
And their battle was actually a stalemate. It proved that the three elders of the Murong family were not that strong. They also only had about the third or fourth level of innate combat power.
"Hmph, I'll take advantage of you." Xiao Yi sneered, with no trace of murderous intention in his eyes.
Xiao Yi still understands the principle of picking out soft persimmons.
The ninth elder was having a fierce fight with an elder from the Murong family, when suddenly, a fiery red figure came towards him quickly.
The elders of the Xiao family recognized who this figure was at a glance and immediately became anxious.
"Yi'er, you are not allowed to participate in a battle at this level. Leave now."
"Xiao Yi, get out quickly."
The third elder and the first elder shouted anxiously.
The Ninth Elder violently increased his offensive, trying to suppress the enemy, and shouted, "Xiao Yi, what are you doing here? Leave quickly!"
The elder Murong also recognized Xiao Yi and said secretly, "Humph, the number one genius of the Xiao family? If I kill you, the elders of the Xiao family will definitely be in chaos."
"Ninth elder of the Xiao family, it doesn't matter if you increase your offensive to contain me. I am just an acquired warrior, I can kill him with my momentum alone."
Elder Murong sneered, his aura covering his whole body.
However, the next second, his smile suddenly stopped. Because, the aura of the fiery red figure suddenly surged, and the power of the fiery sword made him smell danger.
He only reacted now, it was already too late.
Xiao Yi's 'Mountain Collapse Slash' broke his momentum, and the fire sword struck him directly.
"Pfft." Mr. Murong spit out a mouthful of bloody blood, his eyes turned black, and he fell down.
Xiao Yi took advantage of the situation and struck another blow, ending his life.
Relying on the Ice and Fire Qi Pill alone, Xiao Yi's attack is no less than the acquired ninth level; coupled with the increase of Shenglong, he is already about the first or second level of innate combat power.
Coupled with the Xuan-level intermediate martial art of Mountain Collapsing Slash, this elder Murong is only at the third level of innateness, and he does not need his true energy to resist, so it would be strange if he did not die.
Murong Huai could be seriously injured just by relying on his physical body and momentum, let alone this elder.
"Fuck, that's so fierce." Elder Ninth was startled.
"Don't be stunned, go help the Seventh and Eighth Elders." Xiao Yi said, raised his sword again and attacked the Eighth Elder's enemies.
On the other side, when Murong Shan saw that his elder was killed, he was furious and said, "Xiao Yi, I want your life."
The second elder had sharp eyesight and quick hands. He immediately stopped him and sneered, "Murong Shan, your opponent is me. Huh, you are deliberately trying to deal with my Xiao family. It seems that you will be defeated this time."
On the other side, Xiao Yi and the eighth elder joined forces to deal with an elder of the Murong family.
"Eighth Elder, find an opportunity to contain him. I will find an opportunity to chop him with a sword." Xiao Yi sneered.
Elder Murong was immediately shocked. He glanced at his dead elder and couldn't help showing fear.
In fear, the elder gradually began to panic.
Coupled with the fact that Xiao Yi and the Eighth Elder joined forces, he gradually became confused.
After dozens of rounds, he even had a flaw.
Naturally, the two of them would not let go of this flaw.
"Fire-Eating Hundred Blades." The Eighth Elder shouted, and dozens of fire blades struck out.
"Blue Wave Palm." Elder Murong released a huge wave.
It must be said that the power of the Xuan-level martial arts released by the elders on both sides was much stronger than that of the deacons.
The fire blade collided with the waves and both dissipated.
"Collapse the Mountain and Kill." Xiao Yi took the opportunity to step forward.
At this time, the elder Murong had just performed a martial arts skill and had no time to mobilize a large amount of true energy in his body to perform it again. He could only rely on his hands to cover a small amount of true energy to resist.
With a bang, the power of the Mountain Collapse was revealed again. Elder Murong's hands were directly chopped to pieces, and blood was vomited from his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.
Xiao Yi and the Eighth Elder joined forces to attack and took advantage of his illness to kill him. A few minutes later, the Murong elder drank hatred under Xiao Yi's sword and became a corpse.
"Damn it, Xiao Yi is just a 16-year-old boy, how can he be so strong?" The elder Murong who was fighting against the seventh elder cursed angrily.
Now that the two elders of Murong's family have died, in addition to being angry, he is also gradually becoming worried.
On the other side, Murong Shan was also extremely angry and gritted his teeth, "Ah, we could obviously take down the Xiao family today, but our long-planned plan was ruined because of Xiao Yi."
Although he is angry, as the head of the family, his vision and consideration are obviously better and more thoughtful than others.
He knew very well that if this continued, the Murong elders would die one after another, and in the end they would be defeated and flee.
After just a few seconds of consideration, he angrily knocked back the second elder with a palm, and then shouted unwillingly, "Murong family members, all retreat."
The sound echoed throughout the Xiao family.
The unwilling look on Murong Shan's face seemed to bleed, but he had no other choice.
Elder Murong, who was fighting against the Seventh Elder, heard this and shook the Seventh Elder away with his palm, and quickly retreated. He had already seen Xiao Yi and the Eighth Elder preparing to attack him.
At the same time, the two middle-aged strangers who had been fighting fiercely with the Great Elder for a long time immediately broke away from the battle and retreated quickly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, five figures instantly left the battle.
Before leaving, Murong Shan said angrily, "Xiao Yi, if you ruin my good deeds, you will be killed one day."
"Chase." The third elder shouted angrily, "Don't even think about running away from the Murong family."
Xiao Yi, the Seventh Elder and others were about to chase him.
But the great elder stopped him and said, "Stop chasing, pfft..."
The elder vomited out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his steps were unsteady.
Fortunately, the second elder had quick eyesight and quick hands and supported him.
"First Elder, you are seriously injured." The second elder said in shock.
"It doesn't matter." The great elder waved his hand and said, "Go and see how the clan members' casualties are. After taking care of them, come to the meeting hall..."
The great elder looked at the ruins of the meeting hall, shook his head, and said, "After handling it, go directly to the family hall to discuss the matter."
"Yes." Everyone responded.
Xiao Yi returned to the battlefield beyond the gate of the mansion. The fighting had stopped and the warriors of the Murong family had already left. But before leaving, they were pursued by the deacons of the Xiao family and suffered heavy casualties, leaving corpses on the ground.
The Xiao family is not optimistic either, but the overall casualties are more than half less than those of the Murong family.
Chapter completed!