Yan Ziyun's eyes were red with fury. Her fighting Qi concentrated on the moonwheel and she threw it straight towards the man. The power of an upper rank spiritual instrument was not to be underestimated. It cut through the air with a deafening noise, destroyed the incoming attack and sliced towards the enemy.
He quickly took out another weapon, however, it couldn't defend against the moonwheel either and shattered into pieces on impact. Half of his body was wounded from the shattered pieces of his weapon, and he was thrown back several meters.
He screamed out, but Yan Ziyun was ruthless. The Moonbeam Sword she was holding released a moonbeam and cut the injured man into small chunks of flesh. Yan Ziyun was unmoved by all of this.
Xuanyuan was fighting the other man at the same time. His sword released the strength of fourteen dragons. The man saw that Xuanyuan was just as strong as he was and quickly summoned the strength of fourteen dragons. He was planning to kill Xuanyuan, but Xuanyuan was using the secret technique of Yin Family, "Heavenly Dragon's Pearl" with his sword. The sword transformed into a golden shadow of a dragon which shocked the man. The next moment, his heart was already pierced.
Xuanyuan noticed there wasn't any fighting ring on either of them. Fighting rings were expensive. A single ring without anything stored inside would cost a hundred thousand master coins. These two men only had upper rank spiritual instruments as weapons, their armour was merely ordinary sacred instruments, they couldn't afford higher ranked equipment.
But Xuanyuan never failed to steal from his victims. He easily found two bags of coins on their bodies. He estimated the total at around four thousand spiritual coins. They'd probably saved for a long time, but it all belonged to Xuanyuan now.
He turned to Guxing, "Guxing, go and help bury the bodies of Sister Piaoxu and Brother Congyu, and bring me their sword. I'll have their spirits with me while I avenge them."
The wolf growled lowly and turned around.
Quickly another four spiritual fighters, all with fourteen dragons of strength, arrived. The screaming from the fight drew their attention.
"They are from the school! Yan Ziyun!" One of the men became extremely cautious.
"The boy and his wolf. You're the one who made trouble in Moonwaste City."
"You will all die today." Xuanyuan pointed his sword towards one of the men. He was fearless.
"We are the elite of the Yue Family. There're only the two of you. You won't be able to make it past us." They all grabbed their weapons.
Xuanyuan laughed like he heard something funny.
"Liu Piaoxu sent us a message before she died. We knew that Yuehong led a team of twelve spiritual fighters to slaughter the village. Do you really think they only sent the two of us? Fellow true disciples, let's fight!"
Xuanyuan's laugh intimidated the men. True disciples of the School of Yuehua were all beyond the spiritual realm. The Yue clan would surely be exterminated. Looking at Xuanyuan, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.