Greatest Conceited Emperor/C6 Carnage
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C6 Carnage

The Four Great Generals represented the power of the Four Major Clans, but they did not put Qiao Nan in their eyes at all.

"Master Hou, this is the Tianwu City. Master Hou wants to establish his might, but he has to choose a good opponent."

General Luo sat on the chair, his eyes cold. To think that Qiao Nan was late by almost four hours, he and these people had already been waiting for four hours, so they were already dissatisfied.

"General Luo is right. Master Hou better understand the situation." General Ma leaned back in his chair, looking extremely lazy and disgusted. The other two generals also coerced him into doing so. The four generals actually pressured Qiao Nan at the same time.

"Impudent, the marquis is the true master of Tianwu Qun." Zuo Qianjun could not bear it anymore. It was one thing for these people to bully him here, after all, the Qiao family was weak, and not like before. But now that the master of the Qiao family was here, they did not put their master in their eyes, which Zuo Qianjun could not tolerate.

"Zuo Qianjun, don't think that just because you are a Great General, we would dare to teach us a lesson and give you face. You are a general, not giving you face is not even a fart. General Luo sneered.

"Take off your uniforms, you can leave now."

The Four Great Clans had gone too far, to actually force the master of the Tianwu City to such an extent.

"Master Hou must be joking, our military uniforms were not bestowed by him, but by our family." Xiao Tian pretended to stand up from his chair as his gaze shot straight at Qiao Nan.

"We don't mind if Master Hou takes off our military uniforms." The other three generals stood up as well. The four sneered, waiting to see how Qiao Nan would step down from the stage.

"Where is the Xiao family?"

"Here!"

"Here!"

Xiao Tian gave a loud shout, and a troop of soldiers below the stage immediately followed suit. Their voices were mighty and resounding in all directions.

"Where is the Ma Clan?"

"Here!"

"Here!"

Another group of soldiers and horses began to revolt.

"Where are the disciples of the Luo Clan?"

"Luo Family!"

"Luo Family!"

"Where are the Zheng Family disciples?"

"Here!"

"Here!"

The four generals gave their orders at the same time. There were more than four thousand men riding on four horses, each of them holding a long spear in their hands as they charged forward menacingly.

"Drink." Drink.

He slowly walked over with an imposing manner.

"Master Hou, how is it?"

The four of them laughed sinisterly. Qiao Nan only had one thousand soldiers and horses, how could he defend against the four thousand soldiers? They were waiting to see Qiao Nan make a fool of himself.

"Hmph, since you're wearing the Qiao Family's uniform, then you're a member of my Qiao Family. Come." Qiao Nan's expression did not change, with a wave of his hand, the 36 blood guards suddenly appeared like ghosts in front of the 4000 people.

The thirty-six blood guards all had majestic auras, making it difficult for people to look straight at them. The leader of the Blood Guards took out a blood-red scimitar. "Boom!" The scimitar drew a mark on the ground.

The four thousand soldiers were so frightened that they didn't dare to advance. These soldiers were all at the third level of Qi Hai realm, fourth level, and even fifth level. How could they possibly be a match for these blood guards? For a moment, the terrifying killing intent emanating from the blood guards intimidated them.

"General Zuo, what is the punishment for disobeying Master's orders?" Qiao Nan laughed cruelly.

He was going to start a massacre.

Since the four great clans do not allow me to do so, then I shall carve out a path of blood.

"If you disobey the Young Lord's orders, kill!" Zuo Qianjun's killing intent leaked out of his face as he firmly locked onto the four generals.

As long as he gave the order, the heads of the four of them would fall to the ground.

"Hmph. False bravado. I don't believe you would dare to kill me."

"My Luo Clan is not weak. If I, Luo Lie, were to suffer any more losses here today, my Luo Clan would definitely trample the entire Marquis' Mansion."

"I, Xiao Tian, would like to see how you will resolve this matter."

The few of them did not believe, that Qiao Nan had the guts to kill them, and if he did, it would be a declaration of war on the Four Great Clans. How could a thousand-year-old family be so easy to deal with?

"Alright, I want to see if the Four Great Clans will declare war on the Chu Kingdom just because of the few of you against the Marquis of Heaven Martial." Qiao Nan stood up, his right hand slowly raised as he berated loudly.

Don't forget, the Qiao family is in decline, and is also the Heavenly Martial Marquis personally conferred by the king. If the four great families were to cause trouble, wouldn't that be slapping the Empire in the face? Even if the Four Great Clans were to fight with Qiao Nan, they would only do it in secret and would not dare to reveal it publicly.

Everyone was looking at Qiao Nan's right hand. If he put it down, the 36 Blood Guards would immediately rush in and kill him. This was the trampling of the strong on the weak.

Zuo Qianjun would also immediately kill the four generals.

"Trash, your father will kill you first." Luo Lie suddenly shouted. An arrow suddenly rushed forward and struck Qiao Nan's head.

They had long known that Qiao Nan was a trash, and that his cultivation was now completely crippled.

Luo Lie licked his lips and smiled cruelly. It was as if he could see the miserable outcome of Qiao Nan's death.

"Luo Lie, you're courting death." Zuo Qianjun was about to rush forward to save her, but the other three immediately stepped forward to stop him. They were not Zuo Qianjun's match, but they could stop him for a moment.

It would only take a moment for Luo Lie to kill a piece of trash.

"Trash? Today, let me show you how that trash of yours defeated you. " Qiao Nan punched out.

The palm and fist collided with Luo Lie's fist. Luo Lie retreated a few steps before coming to a stop.

"Impossible! You trash, how can you have such strong strength?" Luo Lie originally thought that he could kill Qiao Nan with one move, but he never thought that he would actually be pushed back by Qiao Nan with just one move.

Qiao Nan used to only have a cultivation at the third level of the Qi Sea, but he was heavily injured and his cultivation was crippled.

How could he repel her in one move?

"The trash you speak of can defeat you, but what kind of trash are you?" Qiao Nan slowly walked in front of Luo Lie, and the other three people stood beside Luo Lie.

They never thought that a famous trash would actually have the strength of a martial artist.

Whoever kills will be killed!

Qiao Nan would never let them off.

"Luo Clan disciples, kill!"

"Kill!"

The Luo soldiers immediately rushed up.

"Xiao Clan disciples, kill."

"Ma Clan disciples, kill."

"Zheng Clan disciples, kill."

Four thousand men and horses came at the same time, shouting "kill them all!" It was captivating.

"What's wrong with the Marquis' Mansion? Why are there so many shouts?"

"Didn't you see? "There are notices posted outside saying that the marquis' residence will conduct military exercises. Anyone who enters will be killed."

Everyone in the outside world thought that the duke's manor was conducting a military exercise, but they didn't know that a massacre was taking place inside.

A massacre that was about to affect Tianwu County.

The thick smell of blood lingered in the air. Their bodies piled up in the training grounds, almost turning into a small mountain.

The 36 blood guards stood there proudly, not a single one of the 4000 people had crossed that line. All of them were killed by a single saber strike. Blood dripped down from the scimitar with a "Drip, drip" sound.

The blood-colored cloaks were even more bewitching, and the surviving soldiers of the four great families were already trembling in fear, not daring to take a single step forward.

Those who cross the line will die. It was not a joke!

There were four corpses lying on the high platform. One moment the domineering general had turned into four ice-cold corpses.

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