Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 291 Wrath of Wang Yuan

"Old man, what's the matter with you?"

The voice was not loud, but the surrounding clansmen could hear clearly, their eyes widened for a moment, they couldn't believe it, what did Qin Tianlang say?How can anyone call the elders of the clan like this?

Wang Xi shed tears and ran outside. She has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years and knows when to leave and when to stay. She will not drag Zhao Wujiang down.

She raised her hand and a long bronze sword appeared in her hand, sweeping across the crowd with killing intent.

"Stop her!"

Wang Cheng let out a roar, and the smile on his old cheeks became distorted:
"Thief, you are not Qin Tianlang, who are you!"

The surrounding clansman gasped, unable to believe that the young man he had complimented and congratulated for so long was not Qin Tianlang.
Someone reacted quickly and wanted to stop Wang Xi. In the next moment, among the crowd, the nine servants of the Qin family who came to meet the bride rushed out angrily, fighting desperately with those who wanted to stop Wang Xi.

"Qin Jianu, what are you doing?"

Qin Zheng roared furiously, why would this first-class servant of the Qin family be used by others?
"I am your grandfather, Zhao, Wu, Jiang!"

Zhao Wujiang laughed out loud, seeing all directions with his eyes and ears listening to six directions, he lightly raised his right arm, and held his right hand downward, as if he was holding the sun, moon and stars.

The palace pavilion was howling with a strong wind, and the three strong men who had stepped into the land were blooming.

"Do it!" Wang Yuan roared angrily.

The tens of red-clothed old men in front of Zhao Wujiang scattered their breaths, and the cultivation bases of the master and grand master condensed into a vast force, and then rushed towards Zhao Wujiang fiercely.

Zhao Wujiang remained unmoved, but stared coldly at the stern-faced ancestors of the Wang family, Wang Cheng, and the first-rank Qin Zheng of the Qin family.

Surrounded by clansmen fleeing in a panic, such a powerful cultivation base is beyond their reach. Only some of them ran to intercept Wang Xi.

Dozens of old men in red rushed towards Zhao Wujiang, then passed Zhao Wujiang, and fought with the clansmen who blocked Wang Xi.

"A Yuan, you!"

Wang Cheng was so angry that he couldn't believe it. He stared at Wang Yuan, the head of the Wang clan beside him.

"Old Ancestor, what's the matter?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile behind his back.

The surrounding palaces and pavilions began to collapse, and the beams and columns began to shatter. They could not bear the breath of the three strong men who had ascended the ranks of the gods. The tiles shattered and fell to the ground continuously, revealing the dark sky. rainwater.

"Treason!" Wang Cheng roared angrily, his breathing was a little short.

The palace collapsed faster and soon turned into dust, and the four of them flew towards the top of the only remaining palace.

In all directions were crowds of people shouting and running away and fighting under the rain. A dozen old men in red clothes covered Wang Xi's escape from the Wang family.

The faces of the four were wet with rain, and Zhao Wujiang had suspected Wang Yuan's arrangement before.

Firstly, Wang Yuan "didn't recognize" his identity, and secondly, it was because of the vague murderous intent and unkindness on his face from the dozens of strong men who guarded Wang Xi.

This killing intent was obviously not aimed at "Zhao Wujiang", but at "Qin Tianlang".

Presumably, Wang Yuan has already made arrangements, and the restriction in Wang Xi's body should also be broken by Wang Yuan.

Now it seems that Zhao Wujiang's speculation is not wrong.

At this moment, he looked in three directions. There were three strong men standing on the top of the pavilion. Qin Zheng's eyes were extremely cold, and Wang Cheng's face was full of anger, pain and murderous intent.

Wang Yuan, with his hands behind his back, smiled calmly, his brows were like knives and axes, although he was old, he couldn't hide his handsomeness mixed with vicissitudes.

"Why? A Yuan."

Wang Cheng, the ancestor of the Wang family, was heartbroken, his old hands were trembling: "Why did you do this?"

"Wang's path is wrong." Wang Yuan felt the mighty aura brewing among the three people around him. He knew that the next moment, the battle would be on the verge of breaking out, but he didn't panic, he just said lightly:

"Cooperating with Chaos in the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors? It's tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger! It will push the Wang family to a dead end. Ah Yuan, I just set things right."

"Do you know what you are doing?" Wang Cheng roared angrily, and a broken bowl in the distance flew towards him in the form of a blue light and landed in his hand.

This is the clan weapon of the Wang clan. Although it is not as good as the Kunlun Mirror of the Kunlun Survivor Clan, it also contains unpredictable power.

"I know! I know very well what I'm doing and what I'm going to do!" Wang Yuan raised his hand, and the broken bowl in Wang Cheng's hand began to shake violently.

Wang Cheng felt the clan weapon trembling in his hand, he couldn't believe it, only he could control this clan weapon, why was he attracted by Wang Yuan now?

He tightly held the broken bowl in his hand. There were complicated inscriptions engraved on the surface of the ceramic bowl, and he trembled all over:

"As the patriarch of the Wang clan, are you worthy of the Wang clan?"

Beside him, Qin Zheng, a first-rank powerhouse of the Qin family, also had his hair fluttering, and was extremely shocked at the same time.

He felt Zhao Wujiang's vast cultivation in front of him. Although he was only a first-order Lu God, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He couldn't believe it. How could someone achieve such a cultivation at such a young age?The younger generation's pride of the seven major clans, in front of this son, is not even a fart!

At the same time, he also glanced at Wang Yuan, the patriarch of the Wang clan with a solemn expression. The martial arts aura of this middle-aged man is rising steadily, and he is now a land god.

It's so deep to hide. I asked him about the progress of his cultivation before. He said no, but I actually believed it. Qin Zheng's heart surged, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Wang Cheng and Wang Yuan seem to have a lot of grievances, otherwise they If they join forces, the Wang family's status in the Seven Clans may go up a few floors.

Wang Yuan's aura was as deep as the sea, and the four of them occupied the four directions. Their cultivation sealed off the world, and the raindrops from the sky were vaporized in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

His eyes drooped, and then slowly raised, his eyes were full of light:
"Then Wang, are you sorry for me?"

Wang Cheng was taken aback.

"I, Wang Yuan, have worked hard for so many years and worked so hard for the Wang family. What can I get in return?" Wang Yuan roared angrily:

"Yan'er, you were the one who was bewitched and sent to the palace, and in the end, it was you, the elder, who sent countless assassins to kill him!"

Wang Yuan's body was trembling, and there were crystal tears in his eyes:
"I have sent so many confidantes, but none of them can stop her. Let her die and let me, Wang Yuan, Yan'er, who has been hurting me for so many years, die.
Now it's Xi'er again, did you make a marriage contract with the Qin family early, or with Qin Tianlang, don't you know what kind of person he is?Such licentious and incompetent people are also worthy of marrying my daughter Wang Yuan?
For your longevity, for your cultivation, you did not hesitate to push Xi'er into the fire pit!

Want to strengthen the Wang family in this way, to snatch that Cangwu treasure?Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Have you ever thought that maybe Chaos is lying to you?
I, Wang Yuan, the patriarch of the Wang clan!For the Wang family, sacrificed for so many years, and sacrificed me alone, isn't it enough?
And sacrifice my heirs!

Do you ask me if I am sorry for Mrs. Wang?
Then let me ask you, Mrs. Wang, I'm sorry, am I Wang Yuan? "

Wang Yuan hissed and let out a loud roar, the broken bowl in Wang Cheng's hand shattered, and a piece of pottery appeared in his hand as a stream of light, and then the pottery turned into countless fragments like mustard powder, condensing into a silver-white spear in his hand .

"Old ancestor, you really deserve to die!"

The sky was getting darker and darker, Wang Cheng was slumped, his face was pale, his body was trembling, and the pottery fragments left in the broken bowl turned into a horse-killing sword, which he held in his hand, and said faintly:
"Brother Qin, Ah Yuan has been bewitched by Zhao Wujiang, and now he has lost his mind, let's do it."

Qin Zheng nodded, took out a piccolo from his bosom, played it lightly, and the sound of the flute resounded all around.

The next moment, the sound of the flute turned into an invisible ghostly puppet, holding a long knife, gathered behind Zhao Wujiang, and slashed at him suddenly.

(End of this chapter)