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Chapter 57 I Heard You Want to Exterminate the Wang Family?
With a cold face, Wang Lin walked out of the cave and looked at the expressionless middle-stage foundation-establishment cultivator outside the cave entrance.

"Step aside!"

Seeing the monk who didn't respond to his words, Wang Lin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. With a wave of the ancient Chixiao sword in his hand, countless sword qi tore the disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect in front of him into pieces.

As Wang Lin walked out of the cave, countless disciples of the Infernal Corpse Sect came from the sky with their coffins on their backs and surrounded him.

However, Wang Lin, who was eager to return home, didn't feel any fear or danger at all. He only knew that everyone who prevented him from going home would die!
There is a small town located on the edge of the northwest of Zhao State, and the Wang family is considered a prominent family in the ten miles and eight villages of this town.It is said that several members of the clan have worshiped the immortal sect.This is for a remote town.It can be said that everyone knows it.

The Wang family was born as a carpenter.There are large and small workshops and shops in the town.In the eyes of outsiders.The Wang family can be said to be within a radius of tens of miles.The biggest family.

In the whole town.most luxuriously.It must belong to the Wang family's mansion.On this day, there were lanterns and festoons outside the gate of the Wang family. It was said that the son of their patriarch, Master Wang Zhuo, who had succeeded in cultivating immortality, was coming back.

I saw a long rainbow coming from the sky, and it landed on the ground in the blink of an eye, revealing a young man in a black shirt. The sword spikes fluttered, with a breath of dust, and they were born leisurely.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is no longer young, and there are some fine lines around his eyes. The arrogance of the past is gone at this moment, and there is a sense of vicissitudes.

"Master Zhuo...Master Zhuo." Resounding greetings resounded throughout the town.

At this time, a young man came out from the house. This young man was standing not far away, looking at Wang Zhuo, and said calmly, "Wang Zhuo, long time no see."

Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Wang Hao, we haven't seen each other for three years, you've changed a lot."

Wang Hao's face showed melancholy, and both of them fell silent.Everyone stood aside, not daring to breathe, looking at the two proud sons of the Wang family, the lofty immortals.

"Is there any news about Wang Lin?" Wang Hao said in a low voice.

"Since he left with the Hengyue faction, there has been no news." Wang Zhuo said with a complicated expression on his face.

"What are you doing now? In Xuan Dao Sect, with your aptitude, you should be able to be favored by many elders." Wang Hao sighed and asked.

"It's hard to explain. I'm currently on the No. 11th floor of the Qi Condensation Stage. This was the breakthrough after entering the back mountain after I won the competition last year by chance. I don't know what his current cultivation level is. It must be at least the fifteenth floor of the Qi Condensation Stage." Wang Zhuo said bitterly.

Wang Hao was silent for a while, and laughed at himself: "I'm only on the seventh floor of the Qi Condensation Stage. It's only been a few years, and the gap has widened."

At this moment, the whole sky suddenly darkened, the originally hot temperature dissipated in an instant, and a huge mirror appeared silently in the air. Step out of the two.One of the two has the spirit of immortal style, and the other is shrouded in gloomy meaning.

A great coercion fell from the sky in vain.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao's expressions changed greatly, and they didn't dare to take a deep breath. Wang Zhuo quickly clasped their fists and said respectfully, "Junior Xuan Dao Zong Wang Zhuo, greet the two seniors."

The cultivator of Xianfeng Daogu was stunned, glanced at Wang Zhuo, and said, "Xuan Daozong? Do you have proof?"

Wang Zhuo was terrified and had a bad premonition. He quickly took out a jade slip from his storage bag to prove his identity. The monk grabbed the jade slip in his hand, and took a look at the jade slip. Then he glanced at Wang Hao and said: "You too?"

Wang Hao was shrewd, but he nodded without any hesitation.

Fuji Huayuan snorted softly, flicked his sleeves, and there were several "bang, bang" sounds. The heads of the buddies and servants who were standing at the door to welcome Wang Zhuo immediately exploded, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Several streaks of yellow smoke and dust floated out from the bodies of the people. Fujikamoto waved his right hand, and a small black flag floated in the air, and those streaks of smoke and dust were immediately absorbed into it.

Immediately afterwards, several painful faces appeared on the banner, they were the Wang family's buddies and servants.

"Today, there are no chickens and dogs here!" Teng Huayuan said gloomily, and with one step, he passed Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao, and walked into the house.

Panic and helplessness were the only thoughts left in Wang Hao and Wang Zhuo's minds. They didn't even dare to move, they just watched helplessly as their assistants and servants died on the spot.

The cultivator of the immortal style, with a complicated expression on his face, sighed softly, turned his head, and stopped looking.

Teng Huayuan stepped into the door with a grin, his hands clasped together, and a purple ring of ripples spread out when they separated, covering the entire house, making it difficult for the people inside to fly.

Teng Huayuan muttered to himself: "Li'er, just watch, if that man kills you, Grandpa will kill his whole family to avenge you."

Then the small flag in his hand was thrown into the air, and countless green rays of light protruded from the small flag.

Wang Hao's body trembled violently, as if a force rushed out of his body, his brain shook, and he rushed forward a few steps recklessly.Shouted: "No..."

Teng Huayuan turned back and sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, countless green lights shot towards each room of the Wang family mansion.

"All Wang Lin's clansmen, hand over your souls to me. If you don't torture them, your souls will be scattered. It's hard to solve the hatred in my heart!"

"is it?"

"Lock the sky and lock the earth!"

A faint voice seemed to come from far away, but it lingered in everyone's ears, making it clear.

Countless green lights shooting towards the Wang family mansion stopped in mid-air; Teng Yuanhua, who was hysterical and joyful of revenge before, seemed to have been cast with a holding spell, his mouth remained motionless; before, he was begging, cursing, At this time, the members of the royal family who were helping were silent, either sitting or standing, staying in the current time with different expressions.

Taihua, who was dressed in a white Taoist robe and was filled with a cold chill, appeared in the sky above the Wang family's mansion, as if light and shadow were condensed into substance.

"I heard that you are going to destroy the Wang family?" A voice that was so flat and without any emotion came from Taihua's mouth.

Like an imperial decree, with the sound of Taihua's voice, the blocked world seemed to come alive, and everyone who was still still felt it.

"Who is the senior, but you want to intervene in the grievances between me and the Wang family?" Teng Yuanhua asked with a little confidence.

"Who am I?" Taihua said lightly to himself, as if the spring breeze was blowing on the face, it made people feel comfortable and happy, forgetting the sorrow and hatred.

"My surname is Wang, and Wang Lin calls me Fourth Uncle. Who do you think I am?"

(End of this chapter)