Chapter 3102: The Unyielding Holy Body of the Sun, the Domineering Ancient Golden Crow Clan (Fourth Update)
"What's that look in your eyes, dissatisfied, dissatisfied, unwilling?"
Seeing Yang Xu's eyes, the Golden Crow Ancient Clan creatures frowned slightly.
Their cultivation level is not even that of a quasi-emperor.
One person held a whip in his hand and struck directly at Yang Xu.
Yang Xu's body was full of energy, like a red dragon, with surging energy and blood.
It frightened several creatures of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan.
One of them hurriedly recited the incantation silently.
Suddenly, the black rune marks on Yang Xu's body twisted like tarsal bones.
A runic shackle was formed, directly imprisoning Yang Xu's aura.
He staggered and fell to his knees.
This rune shackles was set by a giant figure from the Golden Crow Ancient Clan.
In the entire Yang clan, no one can break it.
"You bitch slave, you still dare to be so presumptuous, you are seeking death!"
The ancient creature from the Golden Crow clan holding a whip was furious and whipped Yang Xu hard.
Bloody whip marks appeared one after another on his body.
Originally, with the quasi-emperor's cultivation level, such whip wounds should be nothing.
But the runic shackles also imprisoned Yang Xu's life essence, making it difficult for him to recover from his injuries in a short period of time.
Even the various injuries and pains suffered will be doubled.
"You are seeking death!"
The creature from the Golden Crow Ancient Clan waved his hand and raised his whip without stopping.
Just a moment.
Yang Xu's upper body was dripping with blood and soaked with blood.
The blood seemed to be glowing with brilliant red glow.
That is the symbol of the Sun.
When the surrounding Yang tribe people saw this, they all clenched their fists tightly, with veins bulging on their foreheads.
Yang Xu is the most talented person in their Yang clan today.
Now I am being abused and humiliated like this.
Let someone who is not even a quasi-emperor be punished like a slave.
What is this if not humiliation?
Many people's faces showed resentment, unwillingness, and helpless bitterness.
They had never been bloodthirsty or wanted to take action.
However, let’s not talk about whether they can beat it.
If they take action, the result will only be more miserable.
In the past, the Yang tribe had not resisted.
But every time they resist, they will be bloody suppressed by the Jinwu Ancient Clan.
Every time they resist, the tribe will be reduced by another group.
Over time, the Yang clan fell into this situation.
Yang Xu's face was covered with blood.
His hair was dyed red with blood.
However, his face showed no expression at all.
Only cold.
That kind of coldness made several Golden Crow Ancient Clan creatures feel a little hairy.
"What are you looking at? Do you still want to take revenge on me?"
"You know, if a hair on our body falls out, one of you from the Yang Clan will die!" A creature from the Golden Crow Ancient Clan shouted coldly.
Yang Xu was silent and said nothing.
"Hmph, you bitch slave, if you didn't need your sun body and blood essence, do you think you can survive until now?"
"I'm afraid you have to become Master Lu Jiuya's qualifications long ago." The creature of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan said disdainfully.
As he said this, he was about to hit Yang Xu again with a whip.
At this time, a female voice sounded with a hint of crying.
"That's enough, stop it!"
A girl in a red dress ran over and came to Yang Xu's side.
Looking at his brother covered in blood, Yang Qing had tears in his eyes.
"Why, we have already been so obedient, why do you still do this, and do this to my brother!"
There was a hint of crying in Yang Qing's voice, there were tears on her eyelashes, and the pear blossoms were covered with rain. I felt pity for her.
"Qing'er, brother is fine."
Yang Xu spoke, his voice was hoarse, but it was comforting.
"Brother, you said you were fine..."
Looking at the crisscross whip wounds on Yang Xu's body, the blood was blurred, which was shocking.
Several creatures from the Golden Crow Ancient Clan cast their eyes on Yang Qing, with an evil look flashing in their eyes.
Although Yang Qing is not a peerless beauty, she is still pretty, charming, and delicate.
Especially at the moment when her eyelashes look teary, I feel pity for her even more.
"Miss Yang Qing, it's not that we are cruel, but your brother seems a little unconvinced. We just need to educate him a little."
"Of course, if you can accompany our brothers, maybe we can forget it this time."
A creature from the Golden Crow Ancient Clan said with an evil smile.
When Yang Qing heard this, her delicate body trembled.
She had always been well protected by Yang Detian and Yang Xu.
"If you dare to touch my sister, I will never let you go!"
Yang Xu, who was originally cold and calm, suddenly became angry and shouted coldly, his eyes as captivating as a liger.
His parents were killed by people from the Jinwu Ancient Clan in a previous conflict.
Yang Qing is his only relative.
Although Yang Detian is called grandpa by them, he is not the real grandpa. He is just an old man from the Yang clan.
"Guys, that's enough for you, don't go too far."
An old voice sounded.
Yang Detian and Jun Xiaoyao came here.
Several Golden Crow Ancient Clan creatures sneered.
Even for Yang Detian, they didn't care too much.
Because he knows that Yang Detian cares about the overall interests of the Yang clan.
He won't attack them easily.
"It should be an honor to be favored by us. You won't have to suffer such pain in the future."
"Miss Yang Qing, do you think so?"
The creatures of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan looked at Yang Qing's delicate body wrapped in a red skirt, and the evil smile on their faces became even bigger.
Yang Qing bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth, her teeth were pale.
Both her and Yang Xu's parents were killed by the creatures of the Jinwu Ancient Crow.
She had only extreme hatred for the Jinwu Ancient Crow.
Compared to humiliating and seeking perfection, she would rather die.
At this moment, a creature of the Jinwu Ancient Crow saw Yang Detian.
The man in white who was watching all this silently.
"Hey, who are you?"
As the voice came out, the eyes of several creatures of the Jinwu Ancient Crow also fell on Jun Xiaoyao.
One of them said with a teasing tone.
"It's strange, I didn't expect that there would be outsiders visiting the Yang Crow."
"Sir, where are you from?"
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Yang Xu, who was covered in blood.
He was not a saint, and he didn't have too much saintly heart.
But it must be said that the Jinwu Ancient Crow had already made him a little disgusted.
"The Jinwu Ancient Crow is domineering, of course, there are also a lot of garbage." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
The eyes of several creatures of the Jinwu Ancient Crow suddenly became gloomy.
Although Jun Xiaoyao has an extraordinary temperament and is extraordinary, he gives people a very unusual feeling.
But as a creature of the ancient Jinwu clan, he is used to being strong, so naturally he will not have any fear or scruples in his heart.
"I didn't expect that in this day and age, there are still people who see injustice and help others with their swords."
"It seems that you are dissatisfied with my ancient Jinwu clan..."
Several people from the ancient Jinwu clan stepped forward and surrounded Jun Xiaoyao.
"Young Master..."
Seeing this, Yang Qing also cast a worried look.
I didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to really stand up for them.
"Where did you come from, and what are you doing in the Yang clan?" A creature of the ancient Jinwu clan asked in a bad tone.
Jun Xiaoyao did not answer, his eyes were indifferent.
In a moment of thought.
Puff!
Several creatures of the ancient Jinwu clan, starting from the head, the whole body was directly split open, bleeding.
It was as if they were torn apart by a pair of invisible hands!
"Ah!"
The screams were only half heard, and several creatures of the ancient Jinwu tribe turned into bones and blood.
This place suddenly became dead silent!
ps: Happy New Year to all book friends