For everyone, it doesn’t matter what the Witch King will do. What’s important is Zhang Yang’s safety. Meng Tianyun and others are very clear in their hearts that as long as Zhang Yang is fine, it will still be easy to get rid of the Witch King in the future.

"Everyone, don't worry about me, I'm not seriously injured." However, just as everyone was worried, a man's voice suddenly came out, which instantly attracted everyone's attention. Subconsciously, everyone's eyes looked in the direction where the sound came.

After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, a hint of joy appeared on Meng Tianyun and others' faces, and the visitor was Zhang Yang.

Just as Song Tong said, after launching such a large attack, Zhang Yang's condition was not good. Now he is already in ragged clothes, with a trace of blood emerging from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was also seriously injured.

After seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, Xiao Die'er's eyes were filled with worry, and she subconsciously said, "Brother Zhang Yang, how are you?"

Before the voice fell, Xiao Die'er ran towards Zhang Yang. Meng Tianyun and others were the same. Everyone didn't care too much about why Zhang Yang disappeared into the battle circle.

"Don't worry, I'm not seriously injured." After hearing Xiao Die'er's words, Zhang Yang shook his head slightly, but his expression was a little solemn.

Xiao Die'er looked at Zhang Yang a few times and noticed that Zhang Yang's breathing was smooth. It was indeed not serious. Then she completely relieved.

At this time, Meng Tianyun and others also breathed a sigh of relief, and then a strangeness appeared in their eyes. The Witch King was not sure where to end, but everyone knew very well that there could only be one living between Zhang Yang and the Witch King. Since Zhang Yang had already survived, it meant that the Witch King died.

You should know that Zhang Yang is not old, but he has the ability to kill the Witch King. It is conceivable how high he will reach as long as Zhang Yang continues to grow.

Zhang Yang's eyes swept across everyone, but he didn't say anything else, and walked straight ahead. Meng Tianyun and others didn't know what Zhang Yang wanted to do, but even so, they didn't dare to block the way and quickly retreated.

Zhang Yang moved slowly and came directly to Yan Yun's body, with a hint of sadness appearing in his eyes.

After a few seconds of stunnedness, he still didn't say anything.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to do this. Lord Yan blocked a fatal blow to Miss Die'er. Even if he died, he would not regret it at all. Besides, for him, dying on the battlefield is better than being born with a sloppy life."

After hesitating for a while, Song Tong still said such words. Among these people, only Song Tong dared to speak at this time.

Song Tong's words woke Zhang Yang up, who sighed, but the grief in his eyes still did not fade away.

Meng Tianyun and others naturally did not dare to speak, and their eyes kept on Zhang Yang.

After a while, Zhang Yang whispered in a low voice, "Transfer my order to transport the body of Lord Yan back to Qingcheng. Two days later, the scenery will be buried in a grand manner. All forces in Miaojiang will not be allowed to rituals and music, so they will see him off together."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Meng Tianyun and others naturally did not dare to disobey Zhang Yang's order. After hearing this, they quickly responded.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang nodded again, his eyes swept across everyone again, and then the voice came out, "Okay, this is not a place to speak. Please follow me to the hall to discuss matters and bring Liu Ling with me."

When the voice fell, Zhang Yang walked directly towards the conference hall without waiting for the other people to respond.

Meng Tianyun and others saw this situation, naturally they did not dare to hesitate at all and hurriedly followed. In fact, they were very clear in their hearts. Now that the battle with the Witch King has come to an end, Zhang Yang must have many things to arrange next. Since this is the case, how dare they delay time?

After a while, the group met in the conference hall and according to Zhang Yang's instructions, Liu Ling was also brought over.

Zhang Yang was naturally sitting in the first place, while Meng Tianyun was standing beside him, with a hint of expectation and a hint of panic in his expression.

Liu Ling's eyes kept sweeping around, but her expression became nervous. Not to mention that the whereabouts of the Witch King are now unknown, she was already a little at a loss just by facing Zhang Yang.

Liu Ling's heart is clearer than anyone else, standing in front of her

This man is a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Xiao Die'er.

Li Maoquan and others didn't say anything, everyone was waiting for Zhang Yang's following.

Zhang Yang's eyes swept through the surroundings, his expression still looked a little ugly. Obviously, he still had not come back to his senses from the grief of Yan Yun's death.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang came to his senses, but his eyes fell on Liu Ling, and then a faint voice came out, "Liu Ling, you don't have to guess. I can tell you responsibly that the Witch King is dead and is now destroyed. Even if the Daluo Jinxian comes, he can't save him. Your Witch Clan is already finished."

Zhang Yang's voice came out, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with an uproar. Even Li Maoquan and others had a hint of excitement in their expressions. Although they were already prepared in their hearts, they still felt different when they heard Zhang Yang say it with their own ears.

At this moment, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, "By the way, I guess you don't know that the guards in the ancestral land of the witch clan, including the forces that defected to you, have now surrendered to me. The era of you and the Witch King has passed."

Liu Ling had not yet come back to her senses from the bad news of the Witch King's death, and now when she heard the news again, she felt like she was hit by lightning.

After seeing this situation, Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He naturally had no pity for Liu Ling.

"Lord Yan City died tragically at the hands of the Witch King. Although the Witch King is dead now, it does not mean that the matter has passed like this. This account will naturally be taken into account by you."

When he said this, Zhang Yang's whole body exuded a very terrifying murderous intent, and he swept directly towards Liu Ling.

For a moment, Liu Ling felt that she had come to the purgatory of the earth, as if Zhang Yang, who was standing in front of her, had become the Shura Killing God.

"Lord Meng, pass on my order to build another secret room deep in the dungeon of the Holy City to suppress Liu Ling forever. Without my consent, no one can go in to visit the prison."
Chapter completed!