"Go to hell!"
Dongfang Yu's eyes flickered with a fierce and icy light. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time!
Nangong Yujin stared at Dongfang Yu, never imagining that he would end up dying by his hands.
A cold sneer spread across Dongfang Yu's lips as the long-accumulated anger in his heart was finally released.
Baili Hongzhuang slowly walked up to Nangong Yujin, observing his gradually fading gaze. A hint of profound light flashed through her deep and phoenix-like eyes.
Nangong Yujin looked at Baili Hongzhuang, his dilated pupils displaying disbelief and deep resentment.
He had meticulously set up this trap today to capture Baili Hongzhuang and the others in one fell swoop.
However, the outcome turned out to be completely opposite to what he had expected. How could it be their own destruction?
The cultivators from the Qingxiao Dynasty, after witnessing the successive deaths of Nangong Yujin and his companions, also entertained thoughts of fleeing, wanting to leave this place immediately.
However, Xia Zhiqing and the others had already anticipated this situation and did not give them the slightest chance to escape!
During their previous confrontation with the cultivators from the Tianyu Dynasty, Fu Yeyu and the others had attempted to flee at the last moment.
It was because they were not adequately prepared that Fu Yeyu managed to escape. But this time, the same mistake would not be repeated!
The cultivators near the central square were completely dumbfounded. They had guessed the beginning but failed to anticipate the ending.
"My god, which dynasty are these people from? The fighting power of this small-scale dynasty is ridiculously strong!"
"The cultivators of the Qingxiao Dynasty all perished at their hands. It's truly astonishing."
"If we encounter them in the future, it's best not to provoke them. Otherwise, we might not even know how we died."
The crowd whispered in amazement. It was rare for a team from a small-scale dynasty to defeat a team from a medium-scale dynasty, but today it was thoroughly displayed before their eyes.
Before long, Yuan Zhixin, Xia Zhiqing, and the others dealt with the remaining individuals.
The cultivators from the Qingxiao Dynasty had humiliated Yuan Zhixin and Yuan Xiaoman, but now the situation had completely reversed, allowing Yuan Zhixin and Yuan Xiaoman to let out a sigh of relief.
After resolving everything, Baili Hongzhuang clapped her hands and smiled, saying, "The matter is settled. We can go back and rest."
Xia Zhiqing and the others nodded in agreement. Today's battle was truly thrilling and satisfying for them!
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai swiftly retrieved the Qiankun bags of Ren Wantong and the others who had fallen to the ground, then left together with Baili Hongzhuang.
The previous battle between Baili Hongzhuang and Wei Junjie's toxic arts had taken place on the high platform, and Ren Wantong and the others had already lost their lives to these poisons.
As Baili Hongzhuang and the others descended from the high platform, the surrounding cultivators voluntarily made way for them.
After learning about their strength, no one dared to provoke them anymore.
Baili Hongzhuang and the others easily found a place to stay. Dongfang Yu smiled and said, "Everyone has worked hard for so long. Now, we can rest."
After seeking revenge, Dongfang Yu felt refreshed. The regret he had harbored unexpectedly found its resolution in this small world, which greatly satisfied him.
Gong Shaoqing and the others nodded slightly. It was indeed late at night.
However, just as Gong Shaoqing and the others were preparing to return to their rooms, Yuan Zhixin and Yuan Xiaoman's faces turned grim.
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