Wipe out the Xu Clan!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Figures radiating powerful auras appeared beneath the Xu Clan's Battle Tower, their eyes flashing with a man-eating gleam.

On the Battle Tower, Xu Juren, Xu Yi, and the elders looked at the many figures before them, their expressions growing grave.

"Clan Leader Xu, hand over Xu Qingyang immediately, or your Xu Clan will be destroyed today!"

Qi Yue looked at Xu Juren, a smile curling his lips as he shouted smugly.

"If you want this clan leader to hand over Yang'er, that's impossible!"

Xu Juren roared, "Over my dead body!"

At those words, Qi Yue's face darkened. Just as he was about to strike, Ye Huaixian stopped him and said, "Xu Qingyang killed Ye Tian, and the deaths of our Ye Family's Ninth Elder and Xu Xianke were both connected to him!"

"I will personally capture Xu Qingyang!"

Qi Yue fell silent.

The next moment.

Ye Huaixian looked at Xu Juren on the Battle Tower and said coldly, "Clan Leader Xu, out of consideration for your being the father of the former Desolate Sky Sword Master, I refrained from attacking you outright!"

"If you still refuse to hand over Xu Qingyang, don't blame me for razing your Xu Family to the ground!"

Hearing this, Xu Juren clasped his hands behind his back and looked down at Ye Huaixian, roaring, "Ye Huaixian, I know your cultivation has reached the peak of the grotto-heaven realm, but I'm afraid razing our Xu Family is still beyond you!"

With that, he waved his hand, and the Clan-Protecting Formation began operating at full speed, faintly exuding the might of the grotto-heaven realm.

"The Clan-Protecting Formation left behind by the Desolate Sky Sword Master?"

Ye Huaixian narrowed his eyes at the Clan-Protecting Formation over the Battle Tower, then laughed. "Today, I, Ye Huaixian, will see whether your Xu Clan's Clan-Protecting Formation is stronger, or my fists are harder!"

"Blood Flood Dragon Fist!"

Boom!

Ye Huaixian swung his fist, then suddenly punched out, accompanied by a dragon's roar.

In that instant, the savage fist radiance transformed into a blood flood dragon, which opened its enormous, bloody maw and charged toward Xu Juren.

"Three Formation Strikes!"

Holding the Green Wooden Staff, Xu Juren activated its inscriptions, then stamped his foot and instantly unleashed his attack.

Boom!

Rumble!

A bolt of Purple Lightning, several Glazed-Flame Spirit Chains, and ten longswords shimmering with light immediately emerged from the Clan-Protecting Formation, whistling through the air.

Under the attacks of the formation's lightning, spirit chains, and longswords, the blood flood dragon instantly shattered.

Yet Xu Juren felt no joy whatsoever, because he knew that Ye Huaixian's punch had merely been a probe!

Perhaps the attacks that followed would be far fiercer.

"Impressive!"

At the sight, Ye Huaixian smiled. "As expected of the Clan-Protecting Formation left behind by the former Desolate Sky Sword Master. It certainly has some substance to it!"

Qi Yue sighed deeply and thought, The Xu Clan's Clan-Protecting Formation truly is formidable!

It was wise of me not to attack the Xu Clan directly before!

Just as everyone was marveling at the strength of the Xu Clan's Clan-Protecting Formation, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ye Huaixian's face.

"Xu Juren, do you think you can stop me with that Clan-Protecting Formation?"

Hearing this, Xu Juren felt a foreboding stir in his heart.

"Heaven-Breaking Stele!"

Ye Huaixian shouted.

Almost as soon as Ye Huaixian's voice rang out, a stone stele several zhang tall appeared beneath his feet.

At first glance, the stone stele looked utterly ordinary, with nothing special about it. In truth, it contained certain runes and substances that gave it the ability to destroy formations.

Without another word, Ye Huaixian supported the Heaven-Breaking Stele on his palm and hurled it toward the Clan-Protecting Formation over the Battle Tower.

"Ten Formation Strikes!"

At the sight, Xu Juren's expression changed drastically, and he bellowed.

But to his surprise, even the Clan-Protecting Formation's Ten Formation Strikes could do nothing to Ye Huaixian as he held the Saint-Breaking Stele.

Rumble!

At that moment, amid a thunderous crash, the Heaven-Breaking Stele smashed straight through the Xu Clan's Clan-Protecting Formation.

"What?"

Xu Juren gritted his teeth and said in disbelief, "This... how is this possible?"

Xu Yi and the elders collapsed to the ground in fright, trembling all over.

"Is it over?"

"Is our Xu Family finished?"

Meanwhile, the faces of Qi Yue, Qi Taicang, and the others filled with excitement.

"Hahaha!"

"Now the Xu Clan's greatest reserve of strength is gone!"

"How can they possibly stop us now?"

With one hand behind his back, Ye Huaixian swept his gaze over the Xu Clan members, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. "Today, I, Ye Huaixian, will wipe out the Xu Clan!"

For a moment, Xu Juren and the others all wore expressions of despair.

"You dare wipe out my Xu Clan? Let's see if I, Xu Qingying, agree!"

An enraged voice suddenly rang out.

Before everyone's eyes, Xu Qingying appeared in a white dress, glaring furiously at Ye Huaixian.

"And I, Xu Jinhong, am here too!"

Another furious voice rang out. Then Xu Jinhong, dressed in blue robes, appeared beside Xu Qingying.

"Qingying, Jinhong, retreat at once! You're no match for Ye Huaixian!"

Seeing them, Xu Juren shouted, his heart aching with worry.

But they paid him no heed, as though they had not heard him.

"Ah!"

Xu Juren sighed.

At that moment, Ye Huaixian glanced at Xu Qingying and Xu Jinhong and said with contempt and disdain, "Two mere juniors dare stand in this elder's way? You truly don't know whether to live or die!"

"Ice Phoenix Physique!"

Xu Qingying formed a hand seal with her delicate hands. Instantly, a phantom phoenix appeared above her head, erupting with terrifying power.

"Suanni Martial Soul!"

Xu Jinhong stamped one foot on the ground, and a golden Suanni instantly appeared above his head.

When Ye Huaixian saw their physique and martial soul, envy filled his heart. For the disciples of their Ye Family, awakening such a physique or martial soul was harder than hard.

Yet these two members of the Xu Clan actually possessed such a physique and martial soul.

They must die!

Xu Juren and the others widened their eyes, their faces full of bewilderment!

When had they awakened the ice phoenix physique and Suanni martial soul?

"Ice Palm!"

Xu Qingying immediately thrust a palm toward Ye Huaixian, accompanied by a dense surge of freezing ice.

"Soul Skill!"

"Suanni Deathblow!"

With a guiding gesture of Xu Jinhong's finger, the Suanni phantom shot forward, attacking Ye Huaixian.

Facing their attacks, Ye Huaixian smiled coldly, then threw a punch that instantly transformed into a Kunpeng, bearing surging waves of water.

In the blink of an eye, both the Ice Palm and the Suanni phantom were annihilated by the Kunpeng.

Xu Qingying and Xu Jinhong were sent flying backward.

Splurt!

They spat blood.

Every member of the Xu Clan wore an expression of terror.

Yet just as Ye Huaixian was about to strike and annihilate them, a voice brimming with murderous intent suddenly rang out.

"Ye Huaixian, what audacity! You dared destroy the Clan-Protecting Formation left behind by the Desolate Sky Sword Master, and now you intend to slaughter the Xu Clan! Today, I, the White Tiger King, will take your life!"