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Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth IX(2/2)

The already defeated Northern Yan royal family no longer had the slightest resistance.

This army of Northern Foothills, which had been rewarded for only five days, flattened the entire Northern Yan Dynasty in one fell swoop five days later.

The quick horse reported it back to the Xuanyuan Capital, and the government and the people were shocked!

"Young Master has indeed come to Beiyan City, but he had already left a day ago!"

Han Daxiong walked to Xiao Bieli with a cold face, clasped his fists and said.

"Since the Northern Yan Dynasty has been flattened, where will he go?"

Zhang Chongshan, who was already the lord of Wangbei City, was wearing heavy armor and looked at the people in front of him with a worried expression and asked.

Xiao Qingling turned around and left the hall. She stood on the outer door of Yonghe Hall with a sensation, staring blankly at the burning clouds gradually igniting in the sky.

"Donghao Mountains, Tianxuan Sect!"

Han Daxiong and Xiao Qingling, who know Tang Ming's personality, said a place name that shocked everyone almost at the same time.

According to Tang Ming's nature, the Northern Yan Dynasty was far from enough to calm the grief and hatred in his heart, and it was far from as much as Lu Junfeng's weight in his heart.

Since the discovery of the horse was urgently reported that everything was related to Tianxuan Sect, Han Daxiong and Xiao Qingling both understood.
Chapter completed!
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