At this moment, the huge light and shadow that was originally loud actually turned into blue smoke and dissipated. The world seemed to be back in position. The rain fell on the ground, and the sound of soil splashing sounded again in Tang Wenlin's ears.

The hidden weapon that Buddha Angry Tang Lian sent out seemed to have eyes, chasing Yuan Qingming like a mad dog, but Yuan Qingming had a hundred years of cultivation. After some treatment, although he was injured several times, he still avoided it.

The Tangmen convoy all rushed out and rushed down the hillside, surrounding Yuan Qingming and Jiang Yunhe in the middle. Tang Yun hid out of the car, his face making it hard to see: "Elder Qingming, Elder Yunhe, are you doing what you are doing today too much?"

Jiang Yunhe remained silent. The Tang Sect’s people had arrived. He also realized that today’s action had failed - he wanted to kill Yan Ning, unless he killed Tang Yunyin.

He asked himself that Gongliang's lineage was not strong enough to compete with the Tang Sect, so no matter how much he said at this time, it was nonsense. It would be better to see how Yuan Qingming did it.

Yuan Qingming's face was also gloomy. He spent countless efforts and thought that he could have a yellow bird behind him. He believed that Yan Ning would definitely die today, but the repeated accidents unexpected him again and again, and in the end his plan failed.

"You two are Taoist seniors after all, but now they join forces with the juniors to take action. If this matter is spread outside, will it make people laugh out loud?"

Tang Yunyin was aggressive: "Two, when you were in the Tang Sect before, you wanted to cause trouble many times. Tang Sect respect you as a senior, so you turned a blind eye, but now what you do is really disgusting, and your sect will be even more ashamed of this!"

Even though Yuan Qing was in a rude manner, he could not bear it anymore at this time: "Tang Yunyin, what about Laoshan? It's not your turn to point fingers!"

"Then you hurt my son, who should I ask for?!" Tang Yunyin almost squeezed out this sentence from his teeth.

"The hands of the Tang Sect are like your Laoshan sword. My son's hands are destroyed today. Even if he is lucky enough to recover, it is definitely not as good as before. You can imagine how much harm this will cause to my son. It is not an exaggeration to say that life is worse than death. I dare to ask Elder Qingming how to deal with this matter!"

Yuan Qingming snorted coldly: "What should I do, what should I do!"

"Okay!" Tang Yunyin sneered, "From now on, the Tang Sect will no longer do any business with Laoshan and Gongliang. Even if it is a grain of rice, I will not sell it to you. Not only that, if the disciples of the Tang Sect see people from the sect outside... they will be killed without mercy!"

The elder of the Tang Sect who followed Tang Yunyin was shocked when he heard this and quickly whispered in Tang Yunyin's ear: "Sect Master, you have to think clearly. Laoshan and Gongliang are now big customers of the Tang Sect. It's better not to do business. If the disciples of the Tang Sect make enemies with the two factions, they will..."

"No need to say more," Tang Yunyin calmed down like never before. "The Tang Sect has always had good friends with various sects, but there are many of them driven by interests. When the Tang Sect was killed for a hundred years, the minds and methods of some sects could be seen, and some sects would not be formed!"

After hearing this, the elders of the Tang Sect didn't dare to say anything else.

Yuan Qingming and Jiang Yunhe were ashamed. They never thought that Tang Yunyin would make enemies with them directly because of this!

It would be fine if the Tang Sect was a small sect, but the Tang Sect was a Tang Sect!

Ninety percent of the supplies in the Taoist sect are provided monopolized by the Tang Sect, and the weapons used by disciples in Laoshan in recent years are provided directly by the Tang Sect. If the Tang Sect is having a quarrel with them now, wouldn’t the disciples in Laoshan in the future not even able to take out a sword that is visible in their hands?!

This is not only the grudge between the two, but it covers a wide range of things that Yuan Qingming and Jiang Yunhe cannot bear. Their private revenge caused such a big trouble to the sect. It is conceivable what kind of rumors they will face after returning to the sect!

"Master Tang Sect..." Yuan Qingming wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing Tang Yunyin's cold gaze, he finally shook his head, waved his sleeves, and left the hillside directly.

When Jiang Yunhe saw Yuan Qingming leaving, he didn't dare to stay too long. He glanced at Yan Ning who was lying on the ground, finally sighed, and left with Yuan Qingming.

Tang Yunyin looked at the two of them vigilantly, fearing that they would still have a backup plan. He then withdrew his gaze until they left his sight and disappeared on the hillside.

The elders were already checking Tang Wenlin's condition, but fortunately they only broke their bones and did not hurt the meridians.

Tang Yunyin looked at Zhuang Xiaoya standing behind. At this time, she didn't say a word and sat quietly beside Yan Ning in a coma.

She was carrying the Sumeru Ring on her hand.

When Tang Yunyin saw this scene, his breathing could not help pausing for a few seconds. It seemed that the ancestor was right, and Zhuang Xiaoya was indeed...

However, it was not the time to consider these things at this time. Tang Yunyin walked forward and asked Zhuang Xiaoya, "Is Yan Ning okay?"

"He was destroyed by Chen Yang's Hundred Ghosts in Bailian Academy, and was in the illusion at this time." Zhuang Xiaoya replied without raising her head. She did not thank Tang Yunyin for her life-saving grace, and only the unconscious Yan Ning in her eyes.

Hundreds of ghosts are disillusioned?

Tang Yunyin took a breath of air. Unexpectedly, Chen Yang had such cultivation and could use the illusion of hundreds of ghosts. This is a terrifying illusion that even saints could not break through in the legend!

Tang Wenlin was helped by Tang Yunyin: "Father, is there any way to awaken Yan Ning?"

"The hundred ghosts are disillusioned, no one can solve them, everything depends on Yan Ning himself." Tang Yunyin shook his head and said.

"I believe he will wake up."

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhuang Xiaoya took off the Sumeru Ring in her hand and put it back into Yan Ning's hand.

Tang Yunyin nodded and ordered the Tang disciples behind him: "Precaution everyone around you, and no one is allowed to approach. If Yuan Qingming and the others dare to take a step further, just move the knife."

The disciples of the Tang Sect took the order and quickly drove around the surroundings. Then they didn't dare to breathe and looked around with vigilance.

Zhuge Haoyue also woke up slowly. After taking a few pills, she felt a little better. With the help of the disciples of the Tang sect, she also came to Yan Ning.

Just as everyone was nervous, Yan Ning suddenly covered his chest in pain, and a trace of blood spread from his palms, quickly dyeing his chest red!
Chapter completed!