The elder, hearing that even mentioning the Wang family wouldn't work, frowned with displeasure, his gaze turning hostile.
These two beast kings were specifically requested by their young lady, and these people dared to refuse. They were simply courting death. Since they were so uncooperative, they shouldn't blame them for being rude.
"Either hand over the beast kings, or die. The choice is yours. However, I must remind you that even after you die, these beast kings will still belong to us."
The elder impatiently threatened Ning Beichen and the others.
To the colossal Wang family, these people had no leverage for negotiation whatsoever. Making them hand over the beast kings was their honor.
"Who do you think you are? Your breath stinks. So what if I refuse to give them to you?"
Ning Beichen's gaze also began to turn cold, sparks flying in his words.
"Hmph! Ignorant fools. Kill them all, but don't harm the beast kings."
With a command from the elder, those following him immediately attacked.
Yang Qianrou and the others also drew their weapons, and even the rhinoceros kings they rode were kicking their hooves.
"Attack."
Yang Qianrou and the others glanced at Ning Beichen. Seeing that he hadn't given an order, they understood his intention.
This was like dealing with the fierce beasts before. As long as Ning Beichen didn't give them an order, it meant they had to act on their own, and Ning Beichen wouldn't help them.
Only when they were defeated, or in danger, would Ning Beichen intervene.
This was the first time Yang Qianrou and the others had fought against people from the central continent, and even more so, against the Wang family. Those who could be guards of the Wang family were definitely not weak, so they were all unsure.
However, with Ning Beichen behind them, they were not afraid.
Facing the Wang family's guards, Yang Qianrou and the others let out a collective roar and engaged them.
Initially, the Wang family guards thought these people would be easy to deal with. However, as soon as they started fighting, they were astonished to discover that their strength was not inferior to theirs.
They didn't realize that under normal circumstances, Yang Qianrou and the others would indeed not be a match for people from the central continent. Even if they were strong in the northwest border city, they were relatively weaker compared to people from the central continent.
But along the way, Ning Beichen's guidance and their life-and-death battles with fierce beasts had caused Yang Qianrou and their strength to undergo earth-shattering changes.
Soon, the Wang family guards were being pushed back steadily.
Especially Yang Qianrou's whip, which moved like a whirlwind, directly sending several Wang family guards flying.
If she hadn't worried about causing trouble for Ning Beichen, those few whips earlier could have severely injured the Wang family guards.
Cao Shuo's strength was also not weak. He could suppress two Wang family guards by himself, and he didn't have as many scruples as Yang Qianrou. The former leader of the number one hunting group in the northwest border city had now become a devout follower of Ning Beichen.
In his heart, Ning Beichen was his faith and his elder. As long as Ning Beichen gave a command, let alone the Wang family, he would fight against the heavens, the earth, and even the air.
Besides Yang Qianrou and Cao Shuo, the two strongest under Ning Beichen, the strength of the others had also greatly improved. Although they couldn't compare to the strong individuals of the central continent, they were not much weaker than the Wang family guards.
"Presumptuous!"
Seeing his subordinates being pushed back steadily, the elder could no longer hold back. With a roar, he struck out with his palm, sending Cao Shuo and Yang Qianrou flying.
Then, with lightning-fast movements, his five fingers formed a claw and grabbed towards Yang Qianrou's head.
Yang Qianrou's expression changed, and she hurriedly whipped her whip towards the elder.
The elder, with his five fingers, caught her whip. Then, a terrifying force was transmitted through the whip to Yang Qianrou's hand.
Yang Qianrou felt as if her hand had been struck by lightning, instantly going numb. The whip in her hand also fell into the elder's grasp.
Yang Qianrou quickly bent down and kicked, her reaction not slow at all. However, she was slapped by the elder, making her unable to move. She could only watch as the elder's palm slammed towards her forehead.
Just as Yang Qianrou was about to have her head split open, Cao Shuo, who was not far away, was shocked and immediately went to her rescue. He immediately thrust his sword towards the elder from behind.
But the elder didn't even turn his head, letting Cao Shuo's sword pierce him.
Clang!
Cao Shuo was instantly sent flying. After landing, the arm holding the sword trembled violently. He saw that the tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding. The sword in his hand had broken into two pieces, leaving him horrified.
"Hmph! Courting death."
The elder disdainfully ignored Cao Shuo's attack and continued to slap towards Yang Qianrou's head.
Just as Yang Qianrou was about to lose her life.
Suddenly, a fair white palm appeared in front of the elder and clashed with his palm.
Bang!
The elder stumbled back several steps, leaving deep footprints on the ground.
Ning Beichen appeared in front of Yang Qianrou at some unknown time.
The elder was surprised by Ning Beichen's blow that forced him back, but he didn't take it too seriously, as he had only used less than thirty percent of his power.
Then, the elder increased his power to fifty percent, leaped into the air, and struck Ning Beichen with a palm, unwilling to believe that this young fellow could still contend with him.
Facing the charging elder, Ning Beichen didn't move an inch. He struck out with another palm, directly clashing with the elder.
"Seeking death!"
The elder's face contorted with a ferocious expression, confident that he could blast Ning Beichen with a single palm.
However, the moment their palms collided, the elder's expression instantly changed to one of disbelief.
Then, the elder was sent flying like a cannonball by Ning Beichen's palm, the rumbling sound echoing. In an instant, the elder landed more than ten meters away.
All the large trees he passed were broken in half, and a one-meter-wide gash was left on the ground.
With a groan, the elder spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Ning Beichen with terrified eyes.
Ning Beichen stood motionless, with one hand behind his back and his feet firmly planted, not having moved even half a step.
"Who are you?"
The elder, with blood trickling from his mouth, asked Ning Beichen.
"I am your father, grandson. Come and call me father."
Ning Beichen said calmly, looking at him. Naturally, if the other party didn't show him respect, then he Ning Beichen had no need to show him respect.
Forget about insult or not, if there was an insult, it was he who started it.
If it weren't for him, Yang Qianrou's head would have been smashed by now. Did Ning Beichen still need to be polite to him?
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world!