Peerless Taoist

The Emperor did not even look at his nephew.    

Prince You volunteered, "Your Majesty, there is no need for you to take action. The blood of these treacherous officials will dirty your hands. With your nephew here, these rebels are seeking their own death!"    

The sounds of fighting had gradually died down.    

The Jia family cultivators, who had lost their fighting spirit, had no room to retaliate against the murderous soldiers.    

"Family Head, please save us!" The Jia family cultivator's hand was already pressed onto the steps, and even blood was being grinded out.    

"Hehe, no one came to save you, traitors, die!"    

A soldier laughed loudly as he raised his long saber and slashed at the Jia family cultivator in his hand.    

Just as his saber was about to land on the Jia family Cultivator's head, someone suddenly grabbed it.    

"Who is it? Do you want to die?!"    

The soldier was about to raise his head when he was sent flying by a huge force and crashed into the ground.    

Crack!    

The soldier's neck landed on a huge rock, and it broke apart. He was on his last breath.    

A boy walked out of the Spiritual Spring Hall. His body was completely black, and his face was covered with dense black lines. It made people shiver when they saw him.    

"Greetings, Family Head!" The remaining few Jia families cultivators were on the verge of tears.    

Everyone present fell into a dead silence.    

Everyone knew that Family Head had been in seclusion for many years, but none of them had thought that he would look like this after coming out of seclusion.    

The strange looking boy in front of them was actually the Jia family Family Head, Jia Han!    

"Jie Jie, Emperor Ye, I never thought that I would use such a vicious method to kill you. Your life is pretty tough." Jia Han said with a strange laugh.    

The Emperor said in a deep voice, "Of course I didn't die, and I didn't die either! This Long Chuan Nation is my territory. You are dreaming of killing me with the Capital!"    

"Humph!" Jia Han laughed in disdain, "Just like before, you only know how to say useless things. I'm only asking you, even if my Jia family wants to rebel, what can you do to me? What can you do to me?"    

"Jia family? Your Jia family is long gone!" Prince You sneered.    

"Hmm?" Jia Han's eyes suddenly widened.    

His Spiritual Sense instantly swept towards the Jia family not far away from the Capital.    

Currently, the Jia family had long been littered with corpses, and it was dead silent.    

"You!! Capital! It was time! Die! "    

Jia Han gritted his teeth, word by word, and the surrounding air became much colder.    

"Ah, ah! My hand, my arm!"    

Suddenly, a soldier started screaming as he rolled to the ground.    

A layer of black blood vessels suddenly appeared on his arm, starting from his hand and spreading upwards, finally converging on his entire arm.    

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the soldier's face was covered with such black blood vessels.    

The soldier's body trembled and then exploded.    

"Not good, Old Man Jia Han is going to use poison!" Prince You immediately took out the herbs that he had prepared earlier.    

When these herbs landed on the ground, they started burning on their own. Waves of thick smoke filled the air with a medicinal fragrance.    

"You want to block my poison with just this?" Jia Han waved his sleeve again.    

Instantly, a gust of strong wind mixed with strong poison invaded everyone's bodies.    

The Emperor took a step forward and protected the prince behind him. He then unleashed the true qi, blocking the poisonous gas.    

Within thirty meters of the Emperor, the poisonous gas could not affect him for the time being.    

However, the soldiers outside did not have such good luck. As soon as the poisonous wind blew, a few soldiers collapsed onto the ground and turned into a pool of black blood within a few breaths.