Chapter 219: Slaughter a thousand to save ten thousand; exterminate a clan to save ten thousand households

Lv Xinyuan's face was deathly pale; as a former Vice Chief of a province, he actually felt a trace of panic at this moment.

The matter of slaughtering the Gong Family was originally something Shen Yiwei should have done; now that Bing Yi had done it ahead of time, he was happy to see it.

But the problem was, since he was here, he could not help but intervene.

Gong Hangwen was, after all, a Vice Chief of Yunmeng City.

As the current Zhen Wu Si Chief of Yunmeng City, should he manage this or not?

Lv Xinyuan looked strugglingly at Gong Hangwen and Secretarial Xia beside him, blinking his eyes rapidly:

"Shen Yiwei, Secretarial Xia, you cannot sit by and watch this happen."

But the moment he finished speaking, Secretarial Xia glanced sideways at him:

"I already left Yunmeng City this morning, do you understand?"

Lv Xinyuan pursed his lips tightly, and only after a long while did he squeeze out one word:

"Understand!"

Immediately after, he looked at Shen Yiwei, but saw that the other party had not looked at him from beginning to end.

Lv Xinyuan wilted instantly:

"Damn!"

Shen Yiwei had originally intended to slaughter the Gong Family, so seeing someone take the lead now, he naturally would not stop it, and might even help.

And why did this Bing Yi happen to appear at this very moment?

It was likely that he was an accomplice of Shen Yiwei.

A look of immense helplessness appeared in Lv Xinyuan's eyes; why was the small Yunmeng City so difficult to manage?

He stared fixedly downward, his gaze pinned onto the Black Clothes figure riding on ice, his eyes wide open, as if trying to see through that Mask and see the face beneath it clearly.

"Bing Yi!!!"

A shrill, piercing cry resounded from the Gong Family.

"Escape!"

"Run quickly!"

"Who is he, why did he come!!!"

Screaming and sounds of flight intertwined and rolled; the entire Gong Family was currently suffering a catastrophe.

The figure in Black Clothes moved with extreme speed, and the earth froze wherever he passed.

Those who attacked him were wiped out by Chen Yan swinging his Long Spear, shattering into ice shards.

The old, the young, or those fleeing were frozen by the Cold Intent and sealed in place.

Chen Yan was not a saint, but he was also unwilling to become a heartless killing machine.

In the vast Gong Family, there might exist people like Wang Yang or Zhou Lu.

Although the probability was low, Chen Yan would not kill the innocent indiscriminately.

Because in his heart, ten thousand pieces of trash could not compare to one Wang Yang.

Therefore, he came to suppress and slaughter the Gong Family now, and the subsequent investigation could be completely handed over to Shen Yiwei; whether those frozen should be killed would be left to the evidence.

The Gong Family was an ugly place protected by Tong Shang; what he had to do was to completely shatter everything the Gong Family protected today.

Inside a Villa.

"Gong Qing, Gong Qing, take me with you!"

A woman with dyed red hair scrambled up from the bed in a panic, screaming as she pulled at the man who was about to escape.

"Get lost..."

The man named Gong Qing had a face of Paleness:

"Get lost!!!"

He regretted it immensely; he had finally managed to come to the Main Family once, only to encounter this clan-exterminating event.

He regretted, he was afraid, he was terrified to the extreme.

Feeling the shouting around him grow fewer and the Cold Intent grow thicker, Gong Qing's speed of escape reached its absolute limit.

Yet it was at this moment.

Clang!

The sound of freezing rose from his body; just as Gong Qing's body stepped over the threshold, his lower body was already frozen.

In the instant before being completely frozen, a trace of luck appeared in Gong Qing's eyes.

If he were completely frozen, did that mean as long as he thawed, he could still survive?

He laughed; having suddenly glimpsed a glimmer of Life Force amidst endless despair, how could he not laugh wildly?

Yet it was also at this time.

"You are called Gong Qing?"

An Indifference voice suddenly sounded.

Gong Qing's Pupil shrank, seeing a figure in Black Clothes, holding a Long Spear, with an Aura like an abyss or a mountain, arrive.

This was the person who slaughtered his Gong Family!

Terrifying, terrifying, terrifying to the extreme!

Gong Qing's head, which had not yet been frozen, nodded slowly; as immense Scream appeared in his eyes, there was also confusion.

Why would a small character like himself be cared about by this person?

Yet it was also at the moment of his question.

That figure in Black Clothes had already walked past his side, and Gong Qing saw that person extend his left hand and gently clench it.

Boom!

Gong Qing's body exploded apart.

No matter what, Gong Qing would never have imagined.

This person who slaughtered the Gong Family had once almost been killed by the Secretary of a lowly Gong Qing.

Chen Yan's voice disappeared, and he did not turn his head back to pay any more attention to Gong Qing's Corpse.

With Perception released, Chen Yan clearly sensed the flow of every Aura within a thousand meters of his surroundings.

Immediately following, beneath the White Mask, his Pupil revealed Cold Intent.

"Go for me! My Gong Family raised you all just for this moment!"

The Woman named Gong Fan Yin roared at the crowd of Gong Family Prodigy, her voice a Shrill Screech.

Inside the room, all the Gong Family Prodigy had difficult expressions and held their Breath.

"We can't help, we will die!"

The Dao Pao Qing Nian named Huo Tingnan slowly shook his head.

"Huo Tingnan!!!"

Gong Fan Yin let out a Scream.

The next moment, she saw the figure of the Youth named Huo Tingnan flash, and he directly fled away.

As for the remaining Heavenly Pride inside the room, they also had a strong intention to Escape.

"Gong Fan Yin, we will... we will die!"

A Woman spoke while trembling, beads of sweat the size of Rice constantly flowing down from her face.

With a swish.

The body of a Youth named Tang Jue turned into a phantom; at this moment, he didn't even dare to speak and directly fled.

"Tang Jue!!!" Gong Fan Yin let out a Shrill Screech and threw a Fist.

Boom!

That Tang Jue's Brain was instantly exploded apart.

"I want to see who dares to escape!" Gong Fan Yin roared like a shrew:

"Who dares!!!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang!!!

Endless Cold Intent suddenly struck, and layers of Ice Seal spread from the doorway and walls like living things growing.

In an instant, the entire room was covered in a layer of clear Cold Frost.

The Extreme Cold arrived in an instant.

All the Gong Family Prodigy were wrapped by this Cold Intent, and at this moment, they completely lost the will to continue fighting.

They couldn't win, absolutely couldn't win.

"Bing Yi!!!"

Gong Fan Yin rushed out of the room and let out a Low Roar of blood-weeping toward the Darkness outside the room:

"You are slaughtering the clan, is there no law, is there no Heaven's justice!?"

Under endless despair, that pretty face of Gong Fan Yin was covered in Stunned fury.

But this fury suddenly disappeared in the next instant, leaving only thick Stunned and cold fear.

Because a figure in black robes had already appeared before her like a ghost.

Gong Fan Yin's face twitched wildly, and at this moment, she couldn't help but take two steps back; she suddenly discovered that she had no courage at all to fight this person.

"Slaughtering the clan?"

An icy voice sounded.

Chen Yan slowly extended his right hand and just like that, lightly covered Gong Fan Yin's face.

Gong Fan Yin's pair of blood-red and Scream-filled Pupil looked blankly at that White Mask through the gaps in Chen Yan's Finger.

"How many innocent people your Gong Family has harmed, don't you know?"

Buzz!

Yan Realm, open!

The Will Pressure completely descended upon Gong Fan Yin's mind.

The magnificent majesty belonging to the master of will was questioning Gong Fan Yin.

Gong Fan Yin swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

At this moment, under this question, this famous beautiful Heavenly Pride of Yunmeng City was actually unable to speak at all.

She instinctively wanted to retort, but under personally feeling this indescribable pressure, dead silence appeared in her eyes.

She knew she could not live.

"You want the law, but for those harmed by your Gong Family, where is their law?"

The killing voice belonging to Bing Yi resounded downward.

On this murderous night, the words, like a death warrant, immediately seeped into people's hearts.

"Exterminate a thousand to save ten thousand, slaughter one clan to save ten thousand households.

I, Bing Yi, am not a Saint Realm, but if a Saint Realm disturbs my Spirit, I will kill them too."

Audacious!

Audacious!

Audacious!

Speaking directly of the Saint Realm, facing the unspeakable matter directly.

At this moment, even Shen Yiwei, who was high in the sky, subconsciously clenched his Fist and nervously looked around.

This world is filled with the unknown and madness.

Chen Yan's remark about killing even a Saint, while seemingly casual, would cause trouble if truly sensed by some powerful existence!

Chen Yan does not understand, and he has never told Chen Yan about it.

Because he could not imagine that Chen Yan would dare to say such a thing.

Something is going to happen!

Yet, this was also while Shen Yiwei was worried.

Beyond the Great Xia.

In a place of endless Darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened; within that Mu Guang, the radiance of stars, the sun, and the Moon flickered, boundlessly profound.

"Is there... someone calling my name?"

A trace of confusion appeared in this person's eyes as they looked around; this pair of Frost Mo pierced through the Void, looking toward the ocean, looking toward the continent, looking toward the Great Xia.

"Scram."

Xia Hanzhou's indifferent voice rang out.

The figure in the Darkness was startled:

"I only wanted to see who was..."

"Scram. Look again, and I will gouge out your eyes."

"Fine, I'm scrambling."

This pair of eyes closed once more.

At the Xia Yue Wang Fu, Xia Hanzhou frowned:

"How long has Jian Di Sheng... been in Closed-door Training? A hundred years?

How long has it been since he last appeared?"

He pondered, then slowly shook his head.

Nowadays, his focus is not beyond the Great Xia, but on Chen Yan.

"Chen Yan seems cold and stern, but in truth, he has his own principles in his heart. I only fear he will be too stable, not fighting, not killing, and his progress will be slow..."

He knows that the rise of almost all Strong Ones requires repeated slaughter and battle.

He does not fear Chen Yan killing too many people; he only fears Chen Yan not killing at all.

Take Lu Xunyang, for example; he is a killing machine.

His entire strength was carved out through slaughter.

He pondered, then shook his head again.

"Forget it, he has his own path to walk; I had better not interfere too much."

Xia Hanzhou murmured; he should not influence Chen Yan's Martial Dao path.

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Swish!!!

A streak of white light flashed within the filth-ridden room.

Inside the Iron Prison, one by one, the already numb living beings died in that very instant.

They were too lazy to even pay attention to the suddenly appearing Gong Hangwen.

Gong Hangwen's face was full of Ferociousness; his figure flashed through the rooms containing Iron Prison cells. After finishing the slaughter in each room, he would store the iron cages, the Corpse, and even the filth covering the floor into his own Origin Space.

"Ugh!"

A puddle of Yellow liquid was spat out by Gong Hangwen.

He was disgusted.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

His face was Paleness; this kind of place was simply not where he should have come.

These lowly living beings had no qualification to see his face.

It was all because of Bing Yi.

Ferociousness and killing intent appeared in his eyes, and the Tendon on his face bulged one by one.

With a wave of his hand, a remote control the size of a mobile phone appeared in his hand.

He pressed a button.

A special electromagnetic signal radiated from the remote control, and one after another, death guards wearing Black Clothes and a Mask gathered from every floor.

Gong Hangwen performed a Secret Technique and said:

"Commit suicide here."

The bodies of those death guards instantly began to struggle; one by one, they gripped their own Neck, then collapsed in the hallway.

Downstairs.

Inside a room.

A Masked Man suddenly seemed to be under some kind of control, walking toward the door.

Behind him.

A boy named Zhuang Ang seized the opportunity and jumped onto the Black Clothes person.

He smashed his Fist again and again into the Masked Man beneath him.

Blood Tears flowed from his Pupil; he had defeated the enemy, but his friend was already dead.

"Already dead..."

He was in extreme grief; looking at the Little Girl's Corpse, his Fist struck with even more force.

Inside the room, among those figures locked in the Iron Prison, some remained numb, while others looked toward the Xiaonan Hai in confusion.

Until a certain moment, the Masked Man beneath Xiaonan Hai died completely.

Zhuang Ang then stood up with difficulty and rushed out of the room.

He stepped over the Corpse of the Little Girl, looking back at his friend while running toward freedom.

Covering his mouth, Crying.

Until he rushed to the edge of the Corridor, he looked back once more.

The Little Girl, who had fallen in the Corridor with a twisted face, seemed to be showing Laughter at him.

Softly saying: "Live on."

Zhuang Ang gritted his Tooth, running toward the upper floor.

He was going to live on.

To live on for his dead friend, to live on for himself who wanted to live on.

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