Many people present were drawn to the hazy golden light shield, including the two guardians of the Yan family, who also showed expressions of astonishment.
"Hmph, this golden light shield can last for quite a while. You two guardians can kill the enemies without worrying about my safety!" The old master of the Yan family snorted coldly.
Yan Xu accepted this quickly, laughing heartily, "Hahaha, good! Since you have such a defensive technique, I can rest assured. Come, turtle grandson, bring your life!"
Immediately, taking advantage of the fact that the reinforcements from the Seven Kill Team had not yet arrived, he intensified his offensive.
In an instant, Li Qing felt the pressure increase significantly.
Every palm strike from Yan Xu carried an extremely fierce force, causing his hands, which held the Wushuang Hammer, to feel numb.
Just moments ago, his mind had been captivated by the golden light shield, and now he found it difficult to defend, being pushed back step by step.
As Yan Xu's palm was about to land on him, the other five death warriors finally charged in.
These men were fearless, attacking Yan Xu without any regard for their lives.
"Seeking death!" Yan Xu struck Li Qing back with one palm, then turned to meet the attacks from the five death warriors of the Seven Kill Team.
"Wind Piercing Hand!"
Yan Xu's strike was incredibly swift; in the blink of an eye, his fingers pierced through one death warrior's throat, his attack brutal and merciless.
However, the man, before dying, unleashed a punch that still struck Yan Xu's head with unyielding force.
The other four remained indifferent, their companion dying beside them, yet their eyes showed no fluctuation.
They made no defensive moves, only attacking relentlessly, exchanging injuries for injuries, lives for lives!
Bang!
Yan Xu, who had taken a punch to the head, was not severely affected; he was merely entangled by these four reckless men, unable to free his hands to deal with Li Qing.
Everything happened quickly, but Li Qing's reaction was even faster.
He charged forward, executing a strike from the Ancient Hammer Technique.
The more than two hundred jin Wushuang Hammer descended with great force, accompanied by a gust of wind, smashing hard onto Yan Xu's shoulder.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed; it was the sound of bones breaking.
The Yan family guardian's eyes turned red, the intense pain driving him nearly to madness.
"Ahhhh! I will make you die!" Yan Xu roared, his disheveled appearance terrifying.
However, with half of his shoulder crippled, Yan Xu posed little threat; Li Qing merely looked coldly at him, watching as he was entangled by the other four reckless death warriors.
The five men became embroiled in a bloody struggle.
Yan Xu once again exploded a man's head with a punch, while the others drew short weapons to stab at his vital points.
Short knives, daggers, and thin swords opened several wounds on his body, blood spraying out rapidly.
Just as Yan Xu was about to exchange his life for another, Li Qing suddenly smashed down with a hammer, ending his life.
On the other side, the situation for Tian Long was not so favorable.
Although there were a few reinforcements from the Seven Kill Team, the elder named Mo Nan was indeed terrifyingly powerful; even facing the siege of six, he still firmly held the upper hand.
The might of internal martial arts was on full display.
"Old Mo, no wonder you haven't stepped into the Internal Strength realm for so long; it turns out you have also cultivated an external martial art, and your proficiency is quite deep," Tian Long, whose pressure had lessened significantly, finally managed to catch his breath.
Mo Nan's expression remained calm, each move executed methodically; he not only blocked Tian Long's attacks but also skillfully dealt with the reckless entanglements from the five death warriors.
"My martial arts talent is too poor; I see no hope of cultivating Internal Strength, which is why I switched to Iron Armor Technique. The leader of Tian Long is mistaken."
"Hehe, take another knife from me!"
Seeing that the battle on this side would not end anytime soon, Li Qing did not plan to intervene; with the help of the Seven Kill Team, neither side could gain the upper hand.
Instead, he looked at the old master of the Yan family, who was enveloped in golden light; this kind of miraculous thing was something he had never seen before.
Especially the yellow talisman that the other party slapped on his chest, it resembled the talismans described in tales of immortals.
"Old Mo, why aren't you quickly killing this traitor Tian Long?" The old master of the Yan family was becoming anxious; seeing Li Qing cooperating with the sudden appearance of several people to kill Yan Xu, he finally felt panic rising within.
The three death warriors surrounding him were now red-eyed, using all their means to slash at the golden light shield surrounding the old master.
"How could this be, how could this be!"
"Why can't we break it? What kind of strange thing is this!"
"Damn it! Break it for me!!!"
Life-and-death enemies were right before them, yet they were blocked by a strange golden light; they were going mad, wishing they could devour the detestable old master of the Yan family alive.
Li Qing observed this scene, not daring to approach recklessly.
This golden light shield was clearly not an ordinary object; it resembled the legendary methods of immortals.
To be honest, if it weren't for the old master of the Yan family’s panicked tone, as if he had revealed all his trump cards, Li Qing might have considered retreating.
Who knows if this old man would suddenly produce a talisman to summon fire or lightning; that would be dangerous.
Just as Li Qing's heart began to waver in retreat, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.
Crack!
That layer of golden light shield dimmed in an instant, revealing faint cracks, like a glass vase on the verge of shattering.
Finally, under the relentless efforts of the three death warriors, the golden light shield shattered, transforming into a rain of golden light that vanished into the air.
The yellow talisman on the old master of the Yan family also shattered along with it.
"No! Impossible! How could it be destroyed so quickly? Wasn't it said to last a day and a night? Ordinary people's fists and weapons could never break it?"
The old master of the Yan family was dumbfounded, watching the disappearing golden light shield, his legs trembling.
"No!"
The three death warriors looked at the shattered golden light shield, then crazily pounced on the white-haired old man, tearing, devouring, and clawing at Yan Qitian like hungry wolves.
Li Qing opened his mouth, wanting to stop all of this; he wanted to question the origin of the golden light shield, but it was already too late.
Revenge against the Yan family was the only purpose for the Seven Kill Team to live; they could not wait to drink its blood and eat its flesh, how could they give Li Qing the time to speak?
The old master of the Yan family was dead beyond saving, while others in the mansion were still fighting.
To quickly end all of this and obtain the medicinal wine recipe he desired, Li Qing used external strength and shouted, "The old master of the Yan family has been slain; you all should quickly lay down your weapons!"
This shout was loud, echoing inside and outside the Yan residence, everyone heard it clearly.
"Father!" The second young master of the Yan family screamed, but Zhao Kou did not give him the chance to say more; instead, he ruthlessly slashed his throat.
Swish!
This second young master, who had committed numerous atrocities in Obsidian City, met his end on the spot.
At this moment, everyone else also turned their gazes toward the mansion, discovering that the old master of the Yan family was indeed dead; they immediately dared not continue fighting, dropping their weapons and fleeing like mad.
"The old master of the Yan family is dead; the Yan family has been exterminated!"
"The Yan family is completely wiped out!"
The guards and thugs raised by the Yan family immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Meanwhile, inside the mansion, Tian Long, who was still engaged in battle with Mo Nan, laughed heartily, "Hahahaha, the old master of the Yan family is dead! Old Mo, I won't make things difficult for you; let's call it a day. I will double the treatment the Yan family gave you!"
Mo Nan also knew that the situation was beyond saving; with one martial artist guardian already incapacitated and Yan Xu dead at Li Qing's hands, there was indeed no need to continue fighting.
"Sigh! Forget it!" Mo Nan sighed, leaping away with several jumps, shaking off Tian Long and the few from the Seven Kill Team.
Thus, this great family that had stood in Obsidian City for many years completely collapsed!
(End of Chapter)