Listening to the crowd, the Xing family elder's face darkened.

These people were truly adept at the art of changing faces.

His lips twitched involuntarily. If they couldn't catch the damned thief and had to compensate so many people's losses, it would be a significant financial blow to the Xing family.

Just then, another muffled rumble echoed from the sky.

A figure plummeted from the heavens like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground like a meteor, creating a massive crater.

When the dust settled, the crowd could see that the figure in the crater was none other than Xing Wudi!

Xing Wudi coughed up blood, his eyes unfocused.

The crowd was instantly dumbfounded by this sight.

Xing Wudi had actually lost! A Pseudo-God Realm third layer cultivator had lost to Bai Shiyan, who was only at the first layer!

Was Bai Shiyan really that terrifying?

Before they could recover from their shock, a terrifying fist shadow descended from the sky, aimed directly at Xing Wudi in the deep pit.

The surging fist force crashed towards Xing Wudi like a tsunami.

"Bai Shiyan... is really going to kill him!"

Almost every guest on Yi Yun Star nearly popped their eyes out of their sockets!

Yi Yun Star was the Xing family's base, and Xing Wudi was a direct descendant of the Xing family.

Snatching the bride was one thing, but to kill Xing Wudi here after the wedding was a blatant provocation to the entire Xing family!

The crowd was stunned by Bai Shiyan's audacity.

"Bai Shiyan, how dare you!"

From the depths of the Xing family, a powerful, aged voice rang out.

The voice carried a terrifying pressure that bore down on Bai Shiyan.

Immediately afterward, a magnificent sword light was unleashed from the depths of the Xing family, shattering several stars in its path.

If Bai Shiyan insisted on killing Xing Wudi, he would be killed by this sword light!

"It's Xing Zhonglong, the head of the Xing family!" an elderly guest recognized the sword light's owner.

Xing Zhonglong had already been a terrifying existence at the Pseudo-God Realm seventh layer many years ago.

Now, after so many years, his strength was even more incomparably terrifying, as could be seen from that sword light.

The crowd all turned their attention to Bai Shiyan, wanting to know how he would react to this terrifying sword light.

"No! He didn't stop! He's really determined to kill Xing Wudi!" an old man exclaimed.

Bai Shiyan seemed not to have seen the sword light at all, continuing to strike at Xing Wudi.

"Is he going to use his physical body to withstand Xing Zhonglong's sword? He won't be able to withstand it! Bai Shiyan is going to be killed on the spot!" one of the guests voiced his opinion.

"Bai Shiyan, are you trying to die with me?"

Xing Wudi was also panicking, Bai Shiyan's madness making him feel terrified.

"Shiyan, don't be impulsive!" Qian Xian'er's heart clenched involuntarily.

At this moment, a mature and steady voice sounded from the corner.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action."

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw an old figure with a hunched back and a cane rushing into the sky.

He stood right in front of Xing Zhonglong's sword.

"Who is that old man? Is he crazy? A Saint Realm peak cultivator is going to take Xing Zhonglong's sword? He's going to be turned into ashes on the spot!"

"He seems to be Bai Shiyan's uncle. He's probably too anxious and lost his mind!"

The crowd discussed among themselves, but without exception, they all felt that Qiao Yu was courting death by taking this sword.

Faced with the crowd's doubts, Qiao Yu did not refute, but said confidently.

"This sword cannot hurt me."

He smiled and shook his head, then raised one hand and caught the sword light with his bare hand.

A scene that shocked everyone unfolded!

The magnificent sword light seemed capable of cutting the entire Yi Yun Star in half.

But it couldn't cut through Qiao Yu's aged body!

After exhausting its energy, the magnificent sword light slowly dissipated into the air, leaving only Qiao Yu's smoking palm to prove that the sword had existed.

Silence spread through the crowd like a plague.

An old man at the peak of the Saint Realm had taken Xing Zhonglong's sword at the seventh layer of the Pseudo-God Realm without a scratch. This was simply a fantasy!

The pupils of the crowd were filled with shock, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

At the same time, in the underworld, a handsome man soaking in magma suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his crystal armor shattered, muttering in Cybertronian language.

Another handsome man made of bones had half of his body exploded into a cloud of bone fragments.

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Shiyan's eyes.

He naturally had ways to save his life, but he didn't expect that Qiao Yu could take this sword.

Since that was the case, Bai Shiyan would naturally not miss this rare opportunity.

He used the Flowing Water Hundred Solutions to trap Xing Wudi and prevent him from escaping.

Then, he quickly arrived and slammed a fist into Xing Wudi's body.

Crack, crack, crack!

A series of teeth-aching sounds of bones breaking rang out. Bai Shiyan's fist had broken an unknown number of bones in Xing Wudi's body.

Xing Wudi opened his mouth and coughed out a large mouthful of blood, his aura becoming chaotic and his eyes filled with fear.

Before he could recover, Bai Shiyan slammed another fist down, piercing his heart!

At this moment, a golden light and shadow shot out from between Xing Wudi's eyebrows, this was Xing Wudi's divine consciousness!

He wanted to abandon his physical body and escape directly!

For Pseudo-God Realm experts, although losing their physical body was extremely tragic, as long as their divine consciousness was still there, they would still have a chance to be resurrected.

But how could Bai Shiyan give Xing Wudi this opportunity?

As soon as Xing Wudi's divine consciousness wanted to escape, it was blocked by a strange force.

This force was like a wave, layered upon layer, preventing him from leaving.

What awaited him next was Bai Shiyan's large hand.

"No! Bai Shiyan, you can't kill me! If you kill me, the Xing family will never let you go!"

At the last moment of his life, Xing Wudi could only bring out the Xing family in an attempt to save his life.

But how could this scare Bai Shiyan?

He clenched his hand fiercely, and the Flowing Water Force exploded in his palm.

Xing Wudi's divine consciousness was instantly annihilated.

Xing Wudi was dead! Body and soul destroyed!

Everything happened in a flash.

No one present could have imagined that Bai Shiyan would really kill him without hesitation, and so decisively!

That was a Pseudo-God Realm existence! In any force in the Ninth Universe, a Pseudo-God Realm cultivator was at the top of the pyramid.

This was a deadly feud! The Xing family would never let Bai Shiyan go!

However, Bai Shiyan's face showed no fear. He strode through the air and came directly in front of Qian Xian'er, putting his arm around her slender waist.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Bai Shiyan's words instantly made Qian Xian'er's face turn red, even the roots of her ears turned red.

At this moment, an extremely suppressed storm was brewing inside the Xing family.

Everyone knew that once this storm broke out, it would be earth-shattering.

"Cousin, don't be in such a hurry to flirt and make love, think about what to do next!"

Qiao Yu hurriedly reminded Bai Shiyan. If Xing Zhonglong came with another sword strike, the Purgatory Corpse King and the Underworld Bone Dragon King would really not be able to withstand it.

Bai Shiyan picked up Qian Xian'er, revealed a confident smile, and said to Qiao Yu.

"It doesn't matter, I will run away with my wife."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Shiyan punched the large bell that he had sent over at the beginning.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and everyone present involuntarily fell into a brief state of dizziness.

Only then did everyone realize in surprise that the large bell that Bai Shiyan had sent was actually an extremely terrifying piece of equipment for controlling groups!

By the time everyone had recovered, Bai Shiyan and Qian Xian'er had long since disappeared.

Only Qiao Yu was left behind, standing dazedly in the wind. Qiao Yu instantly couldn't hold back.

He was always the one who tricked others, but now the falcon had pecked his eyes. This time it was his turn to be tricked. Bai Shiyan ran away without taking him!

"Bai Shiyan! You son of a b*tch! I curse you to have sores on your head and pus flowing from the soles of your feet, and to leak sh*t every time you cough!"