The old man was killed, and the old man was killed.

Nan family affiliated forces

The elder of the academy stared at the person in front of him, and asked with a trembling voice, "Who... who are you?"

"Me? I am the young master of the Yin family who was exterminated by the Nan family!"

Yin Hao's face was distorted, and there were countless men in black standing behind him, exuding a cold aura.

The leading black-clothed man stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Young Pavilion Master, kill them all."

Hearing this, Yin Hao said sternly: "Okay!"

He clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms bulged. "Nan Family, I will start with your affiliated forces and kill them bit by bit. One day, I will make your Nan Family completely destroyed!"

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Nan Family Meeting Room

"In the past few days, two affiliated forces of the Nan Family have been destroyed." The elder said solemnly.

Nan Xiao glanced at the disciples of the forces below and asked: "Are you here for help?"

"That's right, that person has blocked our holy land, and all of us disciples who are out for training have received a message for help." The disciple bowed and saluted, his voice urgent.

Nan Xunran walked into the hall and said, "Father, I'll go take a look."

Nan Xiao turned his head to look at him, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, since Ran'er has this intention, I will send a few more disciples to go with you."

Nan Xunran nodded slightly.

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Tianwu Holy Land

The debris on the ground, Zhu Qin hugged the elder's limp body, and cried out in grief: "Father!"

She turned her head suddenly, glared at Yin Hao, and asked harshly: "Yin Hao! Why do you want to destroy my holy land?"

Yin Hao said coldly: "Who made you a subsidiary force of the Nan family? I can spare your life, but they can't."

As he said, he pointed to the people on the ground whose life and death were unknown.

Zhu Qin smiled miserably, her eyes full of despair: "You dare not attack the Nan family, so you come to vent your anger on us, the subsidiary forces?"

"What did I like about you before?" Zhu Qin's eyes were full of regret.

Yin Hao clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattering, and said, "I don't deny that my current strength is not enough, but one day, I will take revenge."

Zhu Qin smiled sadly and said, "You won't succeed. The one from the Nan family is very powerful, so powerful that you can't imagine."

"You haven't seen it, so you won't understand."

Yin Hao's eyes were blazing, and he stretched out his hands excitedly, pinched her neck tightly, and shouted angrily, "I will definitely kill him with my own hands!"

A shocking red mark appeared on Zhu Qin's neck in an instant, and then she was thrown to the ground by Yin Hao.

Zhu Qin was pale, but she was not afraid at all. She said coldly, "I'll wait for you on the road to the underworld."

After that, she resolutely pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into her chest.

Yin Hao was shocked and exclaimed, "Qin'er!"

He suddenly rushed forward, trying to stop it all.

At this critical moment, a sword light flashed, instantly breaking through the barrier, rushing towards Zhu Qin, knocking the dagger out of her hand.

Zhu Qin looked up in the direction of the sword light, her eyes full of surprise.

Nan Xunran slowly walked down from the air, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

The disciples behind him rushed to Zhu Qin, anxiously shouting: "Senior Sister Zhu!"

Nan Xunran looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and frowned slightly, "Are you late?"

His eyes turned to the top of Yin Hao's head.

[Yin Hao, the Son of Destiny]

[Young Master of the Yin Family, Young Master of the Blood Rain Pavilion]

[Blood Lord Inheritance]

[Destiny Value: 1310/1670 points]

Nan Xunran raised his eyebrows slightly, Blood Rain Pavilion?

Yin Hao stared at him intently, his eyes almost spitting fire, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Nan Xunran!"

The man in black behind him said anxiously: "Young Pavilion Master, we have to go."

"No!" Yin Hao clenched his sword tightly, his body trembling slightly with anger.

"My enemy is right in front of me, how can I leave so easily!"

The man in black saw that Yin Hao was unwilling to leave, so he prepared to take him away by force.

As soon as he made a move, Nan Xunran had already landed, and the entire ground collapsed instantly, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

"Want to leave?" Nan Xunran's voice sounded, and a powerful pressure suddenly descended on Yin Hao.

Yin Hao gritted his teeth, barely supporting his body with the long sword in his hand, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Nan Xunran slightly turned sideways, raised his hand and waved lightly, and said in a flat tone: "Yaoguang, kill them."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed out of the void like a ghost, and instantly pounced on the men in black.

Yin

Hao was suppressed by the pressure and could not move.

He could only watch the black-clothed men retreat step by step under Yaoguang's attack. They were completely defeated and were beaten away one by one.

Yaoguang drew out the soft sword from his waist, and the sword shadow flashed, accurately cutting the tendons of the black-clothed men's feet and hands.

Then he waved his hand carelessly and cut several deep wounds on them.

The black-clothed men wailed in pain, and their voices were shrill.

Yin Hao's eyes widened and he roared: "No!!"

Nan Xunran looked indifferent and said: "Don't play."

Yaoguang heard the words and swung his sword. The sharp sword energy instantly cut the lifeblood of the black-clothed men, and blood splattered everywhere.

[The subordinates of the Son of Destiny Yin Hao were killed, his luck was damaged, and his destiny value decreased by 400 points]

[The host's kill value increased by 2485 points]

[The current destiny value of the Son of Destiny Yin Hao: 910/1670 points]

Yaoguang picked up a token from the group of black-clothed men, handed it to Nan Xunran, and said, "Master, they are from the Blood Rain Pavilion."

The Blood Rain Pavilion is a first-class killer organization in the Holy Land. Ten thousand years ago, its founder, Xue Zun, died, and the Blood Rain Pavilion has disappeared since then.

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