Chapter 109

Night gradually fell, and the Wang residence was brightly lit. A banquet was held, and many guests were already sitting around a large table outside, chatting as they ate and drank. Servants and maids shuttled back and forth, responsible for serving wine and food. It was a very lively scene.

At this moment, an uninvited guest appeared outside the residence. He was wearing a black cloak that completely covered his face, making it impossible for others to see what he looked like. The person who came was naturally Zhan Chen, the emissary of hell.

His unconventional attire immediately attracted the attention of the gatekeeper, who stopped him and asked, "Stop, what are you doing here?"

Zhan Chen replied, "I'm just passing by. I saw that there's wine and meat here, so I'm here to ask for a glass of wine to drink."

"Hmph! I think you're here to pick a fight! This is the Wang residence, not a place for country bumpkins like you to come. Today, our Wang family has a joyous occasion, so we won't argue with you. Please leave quickly! "

"Country bumpkins? Hmph, I must go in today no matter what! "Zhan Chen pretended to be reckless, pushing the two of them aside and barging into the courtyard.

The two servants were only Martial Disciples, so how could they stop Zhan Chen? They could only let him pass.

Zhan Chen slowly walked towards the main hall, but his heart began to beat faster. Hot blood rushed to his head, causing his eyes to turn red. He lost his rationality, and the flames of revenge could not be suppressed.

At this moment, the main hall was a scene of singing and dancing, completely unaware of the impending danger. The current head of the Wang family, Wang Yuanqing, was sitting at the head of the main table, presiding over this grand banquet. Sitting with him were a group of the family's worshippers and powerful country gentlemen who were on good terms with the Wang family. It could be said that they were birds of a feather.

At this time, a country gentleman asked Wang Yuanqing, "Minister Wang, now that all the guests are here, why don't you invite Ancestor Wang Yuanfeng out for us to admire? He's the star of the show today, isn't he?"

Wang Yuanqing was stunned, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. Suddenly, he laughed, stood up, and said, "Dear friends, I'm really sorry. Today is my ancestor's birthday, and I wanted to celebrate with everyone. Unfortunately, a few days ago, he suddenly had a faint feeling of a breakthrough, so he hurriedly went into seclusion. Here, I, Wang Yuanqing, apologize to everyone!"

"I see!" Everyone suddenly understood. In the Wanfa Continent, a breakthrough was the most important thing. Compared to it, a birthday celebration was nothing.

"Haha, everyone, it's my fault for being rude. I'll punish myself with three cups!"

Suddenly, a worshipper stood up, walked forward, and shouted at the person, "Wang family, Wang, Wang, Wang, and Wang.

At this moment, a worshipper at the side stood up and walked forward, shouting loudly at the newcomer, "Stop! Who are you?! "

After Zhan Chen barged into the main hall, his attention was completely focused on Wang Yuanqing. The tragic scene of his father's death appeared before his eyes, and it was still vivid in his mind, as if it had just happened. He felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

Hearing someone stop him, he subconsciously turned his head to look. It would have been fine if he didn't look, but once he did, it would have added fuel to the fire. It was really a narrow road for enemies. The person who shouted at him was none other than Lin Meng, who had tried to kill him a few years ago!

"Humph! Lin Meng, I'll use your head as a sacrifice to my late father! "

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Chen took a step forward, and the Tiger Roar Sword hidden under his robe was swung out, and the tip of the sword slashed across Lin Meng's throat.

"Phissh!" A line of blood quickly spread across Lin Meng's throat. He subconsciously covered his throat, and took a few steps back. His eyelids rolled back, and he fell to the ground, dead!

Zhan Chen's attack was too fast, so fast that no one could react. Only when Lin Meng fell to the ground, dead, did the hall burst into a commotion. Many people immediately ran out, and many took out their weapons, surrounding him. However, because most of them couldn't see through his cultivation, they didn't dare to attack.

In the face of the siege, Zhan Chen was not afraid, and he stared at Wang Yuanqing.

Wang Yuanqing's face darkened, but he suppressed his anger and asked, "Sir, who are you?" He could tell that Zhan Chen's cultivation was at the Martial Master Great Completion, and he wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"Hahaha! Old thing, open your dog eyes and look clearly! "Zhan Chen didn't need to hide anymore, and he took off his cloak.

Wang Yuanqing looked at the young face behind the cloak, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Then, it became clearer and clearer. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his body trembled. He took a step back, and pointed at Zhan Chen, and shouted, "It's you! Zhan Chen?! "

"That's right! I was resurrected from hell, and I'm here to take revenge on you! "Zhan Chen stared at Wang Yuanqing and said.

For a moment, Wang Yuanqing was stunned. He thought that Zhan Chen had died in some corner, and he didn't expect that the hidden danger he left behind would eventually become a disaster.

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you a secret. Your son, Wang Yin, was also sent to heaven by me," Zhan Chen continued to provoke him.

"What did you say!?" Wang Yuanqing flew into a rage when he heard this news, and he was in so much pain that he wanted to die!

Almost a year ago, when he received the news from the Golden Elephant Sect that the son he was most proud of, Wang Yin, had died in the True Martial Secret Realm, he suddenly felt that he had aged a lot. After that, he repeatedly inquired through his own network, but he couldn't find the specific cause of his death.

Both of his sons had died. After that, he didn't know why, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make his wife and concubine pregnant again. The Wang family could be considered to have no descendants.

At this moment, he didn't expect that the main culprit who caused all of this was actually standing in front of him, and he couldn't bear it!

"I'm going to kill you!" Wang Yuanqing couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a pair of copper hammers, and rushed into the center of the crowd, and smashed towards Zhan Chen's head.

Zhan Chen smiled contemptuously, and blocked his hammers. Wang Yuanqing continued to attack him crazily.

However, a cold light flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he shouted, "Golden Light Sword Art!" The Tiger Roar Sword's power was fully unleashed, and he stabbed dozens of times in an instant. In an instant, the offensive and defensive positions were reversed, and the sword light passed through the copper hammers and landed on his body.

"Ah!" Wang Yuanqing couldn't withstand it, and his body flew out, knocking over the table behind him, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and when everyone reacted, Wang Yuanqing's body was already covered in blood, and his limbs were all cut off. Where was his previous arrogance? He was just an old man with one foot in the grave!

"Hmph! Old man, I want you to taste the pain that my father went through! "At this moment, Zhan Chen's eyes were already red from killing.

Wang Yuanqing's face finally flashed a trace of fear, and he shouted fiercely, "What are you people still standing there for? Attack together, quickly kill this devil! "

The surrounding people immediately reacted, and shouted, "That's right, don't be afraid of him, we have the advantage in numbers!" Then, they raised the weapons in their hands, and pounced towards Zhan Chen.

Looking at those people, Zhan Chen sneered again, "Helping the evildoer to commit evil, you deserve to die!" The sword in his hand once again turned into a storm, sweeping the surroundings.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! "Following a series of screams that sounded like pigs being slaughtered, in an instant, another seven to eight people died under Zhan Chen's sword.

"This guy is really a devil! Let's run! "The remaining people were finally terrified, and they ran out of the room without a care for their lives. Not long after, Wang Yuanqing was left alone, and in such a big room, only he and Zhan Chen were left.

Wang Yuanqing knew that it was difficult for him to survive, and he shouted, "Zhan Chen, you have committed grave sins, my grandfather is about to come out, and your time of death has come!"

"Hmph! I will wait for your ancestor, and when he comes, I will send you all to hell together! "Zhan Chen was not afraid, and he took out the Meridian Shield Pill and swallowed it. Then, he knocked over the candle on the side, and the candle flame fell on the curtain, and immediately set it on fire.

Zhan Chen dragged Wang Yuanqing to the center, and cut his flesh with his sword, causing the old man to howl in pain. Every time he howled, his heart would feel better, and he kept repeating, "Father, do you see? Your son is avenging you! "

"Stop!" Suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the back of the room, and the whole hall seemed to tremble.