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It wasn't that they believed Zhang Yun truly possessed the strength to destroy the two great families, but rather they were astonished that Zhang Yun was so ignorant and wildly overestimated himself.

"Young man, you're being far too arrogant. Since you're here, leave your life behind. We old folks have been waiting for you for a long time."

A loud, aged voice rang out, and a series of overwhelming and powerful auras pressed down on Zhang Yun.

Suddenly, three powerful figures appeared in the void, striding through the air. Their three pairs of cold, deep eyes looked down at Zhang Yun on the ground.

"Demigod level, three demigod level experts..."

"Zhang Yun, you are the future hope of the Zhang family. You can't die! Go quickly, I'll buy you some time!"

Zhang Bingbing's beautiful eyes glazed over for a moment, her face turning pale, and she instinctively stepped in front of Zhang Yun to shield him.

She knew she was no match for three demigods, but she would step forward to give Zhang Yun a sliver of hope to live.

She has already died once, so she is not afraid to die a second time.

In the void, the three elders did not pay attention to Zhang Bingbing at all, but stared at Zhang Yun, their eyes flashing with sharp light.

"I didn't expect that you, like Xia Lang, had already reached the demigod realm at such a young age."

"It would be a pity for such a young demigod to die. I will give you a chance now. Submit to my Liu family, and I will not only spare your life, but also save the Zhang family. You will naturally enjoy the benefits in the future."

One of the old men in blue robes suddenly felt a sense of appreciation for Zhang Yun's talent and slowly said to him.

“Dead men are not worthy to speak to me,” Zhang Yun replied coldly.

"In that case, obediently accept your death."

The old man in blue robes spoke slowly, his killing intent filling the heavens and earth. He hadn't held out much hope of subduing Zhang Yun.

Since Zhang Yun is so eager to die, let's grant his wish!

Without hesitation, the old man in blue robes transformed into a blazing streak of light. His strong and powerful hands seemed to transform into steel blades, gleaming with a terrifyingly cold light. The temperature of the surrounding air also turned cold in that instant.

As countless ice-elemental true energies surged, the space seemed to freeze, and its chill instantly spread in all directions, as if transforming into a small ice and snow world, containing an extremely cold aura that made people shiver and even their breath produced mist.

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Chapter 122 Annihilation

The blue-robed elder's move alarmed countless people in the Qian family. In an instant, people poured in from all directions, their eyes filled with shock.

A demigod-level expert, rarely seen in ordinary times, was now attacking a young man with terrifying power and unparalleled ferocity.

Zhang Yun remained calm, and suddenly a cluster of dazzling golden flames appeared in his palm.

The moment the golden flames appeared, the surrounding space seemed to flow with them, and the temperature rose at an astonishing rate.

The blue-robed elder's pupils contracted sharply, and a deep sense of apprehension flashed across his profound eyes.

In that instant, the chill emanating from his body was completely overwhelmed by the temperature of the flames. The ice that had just condensed melted instantly, and his entire body began to tremble the moment the golden flames appeared, a feeling of palpitation suddenly surging into his heart.

Including him, the other two demigod-level experts simultaneously felt that the flow of their true energy had slowed down significantly, and even their breathing had become involuntarily rapid.

"go."

Before the three elders could react, Zhang Yun slowly pushed his palm forward, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be faintly heard in the world. The flame in his palm transformed into a huge golden dragon, its shape domineering and its momentum fierce.

The giant dragon soaring through the void, its momentum surging, seemed to contain boundless power.

A fiery hurricane swept past, and the old man in blue robes in front was instantly engulfed in the sea of fire, leaving not even ashes, turning into a wisp of energy and disappearing into the void.

Then came the two demigod elders whose eyes were filled with extreme terror.

escape!

This was the only thought that flashed through their minds at that moment; their desire to survive was pushed to its limit.

They never imagined that Zhang Yun, at such a young age, would be so powerful.

They were able to easily kill demigods who were almost at the pinnacle of humanity.

They were powerless to fight back, and didn't even dare to entertain the thought of resistance.

Such a powerful figure is far beyond their ability to contend with.

So without hesitation, they turned and fled!

At this moment, the winds and clouds shifted dramatically, the world changed color, and wherever the golden dragon went, flames soared into the sky, dazzling and terrifying.

The bodies of the two demigods were also directly burned to nothingness.

"This...this is impossible!"

Qian Chen stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

The three demigod-level seniors he had always respected the most, the ones he had pursued his whole life, were so easily killed by Zhang Yun.

The Qian family members present were all stunned, feeling their worldview being wildly shattered!

Faced with a powerful figure like Zhang Yun, they seemed to have nowhere to escape!

"Zhang Yun, you have to believe me. I brought Bingbing here only as a temporary measure, and also to ensure her personal safety."

"Because the Liu family has already issued a kill order against everyone in the Zhang family, Bingbing is only safe here!"

Qian Chen was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, the foul-smelling liquid flowing out of his crotch.

But in order to save his life, he still clung to Zhang Yun's leg and desperately tried to explain.

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