"Stop doing meaningless things." Liu Zhengyang said coldly.

Liu Zhengyang can be said to have no sympathy for Yang Lan's death.

Because after continuous wars and communication, he realized that the people in Yangjia Village were very persistent in the things in the mountains and forests and could not give in at all. Even if Liu Zhengyang let them go, they would definitely not be able to repay their kindness.

In order to avoid them from making trouble in the future, Liu Zhengyang had to kill him.

He doesn't want to be a firefighter, so he always comes to clean up the mess.

Yang Lan stared at Yang Ping with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word because he was too serious.

He struggled for a while, his head tilted and he died.

Other people from Yangjia Village were shocked and angry, but they had no reaction for the time being.

Qi Tianfang walked forward slowly, looking down at Yang Ping who was still holding Yang Lan and said, "You seemed to say not long ago that your elders of the Yang family can easily kill our sect leader, and you even mocked us for this. What should you do now? The elders of your Yang family die."

"Are you looking for death?" Yang Ping turned his head and stared at Qi Tianfang in a furious manner.

When he found that Qi Tianfang was very close to him, he suddenly picked up Yang Lan's long sword that fell on the ground and stabbed Qi Tianfang hard.

With Qi Tianfang's speed, it is obviously impossible to avoid it.

Moreover, although Qi Tianfang practiced by the altar for a few days and his physical strength had been greatly improved, it was obviously not enough to ignore most attacks like Liu Zhengyang.

As he watched the sword approaching, Qi Tianfang's face turned pale.

He thought desperately: "I'm careless! I was not wary of Yang Ping's counterattack before his death. What should I do? Am I really going to die here?"

clang!

Zhong Qinglei rushed over in time and kicked the sword away with one kick.

Then, he kicked Yang Ping in the face and shouted: "Everyone, let's do it. There is no room for trouble. We can only kill all the people in Yangjia Village!"

Qi Tianfang came to his senses and immediately took action to attack other monks from Yangjia Village.

Although Liu Zhengyang was not willing to start a massacre, he had to admit that what Zhong Qinglei said was the truth.

It is better for others to die than for oneself to die.

So even if he doesn't want to, he can only join the battle circle.

After a long fierce battle, they drove all the monks in Yangjia Village to death, and even the houses had been razed to the ground.

Standing on the ruins of Yangjia Village, Liu Zhengyang said helplessly: "There must be other forces behind Yangjia Village, and the cooperation between us and the savage tribe cannot be hidden from others. When the forces behind them know that Yangjia Village is destroyed, a big war will inevitably be inevitable."

"You don't need to say that kind of thing, we know it." Zhong Qinglei said calmly: "At worst, soldiers will come to block the enemy and the water will cover the enemy. In contrast, I am more curious now why the people in Yangjia Village would rather die than give up the medicinal materials and rare beasts nearby."

"When our people get the medicinal materials from the hands of the wild people, we will naturally know why the attractiveness of those medicinal materials is so great." Liu Zhengyang said calmly: "I am tired of this place, I just want to go home and have a rest as soon as possible. Let's go."

Zhong Qinglei and others nodded and agreed.

Xiao Duomie drove the auspicious clouds, carried Liu Zhengyang and others, and flew back to the road at full speed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!