Chapter 142 I return to settle the grudge!
"Who, who is playing tricks?"
The sudden appearance of the 'familiar' voice made the disciple panic. He couldn't believe it was 'that person'!
He looked around and saw a man with silver hair and white clothes on a bluestone not far away.
Helping a little girl braid her hair.
Next to him stood a young girl in a green dress, holding a simple "ancient sword" in her arms.
Seeing this handsome man, the leading Piaomiao disciple looked bewildered and fell to his knees with a plop.
His eyes were filled with indescribable shock: "Jiang, Jiang Heng, no, big, big brother, you are back?"
He was dumbfounded and never expected that he would receive retribution in this life.
As soon as he mentioned Jiang Heng, Jiang Heng appeared in front of him.
The other Piaomiao disciples behind him also looked awed when they saw Jiang Heng.
Many were once inner or outer disciples and were promoted to core disciples after Jiang Heng massacred the third generation of disciples.
It is no exaggeration to say that
many people have never seen Jiang Heng in their entire lives.
Not qualified!!!
Now that he had met the legendary big shot, Jiang Heng, he also knew how extraordinary the temperament of this former "senior brother" was.
"Big Brother, are you back to lead us back to the top?"
The leading disciple was ecstatic. He glanced at Jian Chenxin's grave with disdain, then clenched his knees with both hands and looked up at Jiang Heng with burning eyes.
Jiang Heng's departure made many disciples realize that their good days back then were the result of the selfless dedication of this bright and handsome man.
Many disciples don't have the money to build their magical weapons.
They never worried about this problem at the beginning. They thought they could solve it by asking their senior brother, Jiang Heng, for help.
"As I recall, your name is Zang Feng, right?"
Jiang Heng nonchalantly helped Ah Man tidy up her hair and glanced indifferently at Zang Feng out of the corner of his eye.
In Piaomiao Holy Land, he can call out the name of every capable junior brother, which is also the result of training.
I am afraid that if I don't know these people's names, they will be sad and have some small emotions, so I pay close attention to the details about these people.
"Big Brother, do you still remember me?!"
Zang Feng was ecstatic and glanced proudly at the countless new disciples behind him.
Instantly, it caused a sensation.
Many disciples looked at Zang Feng with envy.
After all, it is such a proud thing to have your name remembered by a legendary big shot.
"I envy Senior Brother Cang Feng, alas——"
"It's a pity that we don't have enough talent and were unable to see the face of our senior brother."
"Senior Brother Cang Feng is right indeed. Senior Brother is very polite to him."
"Senior Brother is back this time, and Senior Brother Cang Feng has made a great leap forward!"
Flattery instantly filled the vast green field with fragrant grass. Many disciples secretly glanced at Jiang Heng and envied Zang Feng.
While they were discussing this, that gentle voice echoed again: "Were you going to kick over this cenotaph?"
Jiang Heng looked at Zang Feng with a faint smile.
This smile instantly dispelled the uneasiness in Zang Feng's heart. The taste was right; it was that bright and clear smile!
"Yes, it's all because of this bastard that the eldest brother went astray. I plan to smash his cenotaph to pieces so that he won't be able to rest in peace on his journey of reincarnation!"
Zang Fengzhi was very proud and looked at the "Cenotaph" angrily, answering Jiang Heng's questions flatteringly.
Behind him, the other disciples also smiled and supported Zang Feng's decision.
"Then do you know that I dug this cenotaph personally?"
Just as many Piaomiao disciples were smiling, Jiang Heng stood up lazily, pointed at Jian Chenxin's cenotaph, and looked at Zang Feng and others jokingly.
He continued, "I built this tomb, and you, an ant, dare to demolish it?"
As he spoke, Jiang Heng could no longer suppress the teasing on his face.
This Zang Feng and the others were instantly startled, and they looked at Jiang Heng with trepidation.
He was a fool. Now, he knew what Jiang Heng meant.
In addition, more than 100,000 cultivators from the Piaomiao camp were killed under the Wanjian City. Jiang Heng's return this time
might not be as he wished.
"Senior Brother, could it be that you..." A bold and uneasy thought appeared in Zang Feng's mind.
He took three steps back and pointed at Jiang Heng in fear: "Are you here for revenge?"
He almost laughed after saying this!
This Piaomiao Holy Land has a "Great Emperor," not to mention his master, An Hongyi, the empress who dominates Tianluo!
Just Ancestor Linghu alone is not someone Jiang Heng can contend with, right?
Coming back for revenge like this would be a dead end.
But...
Zang Feng trembled halfway through his laugh and looked at Jiang Heng in shock.
From the expression on Jiang Heng's face, he could tell that this was not a joke. It seemed that Jiang Heng really came for revenge.
"Big Brother, will you stick with this path?" Zang Feng's face turned pale, and he asked, "You should know that this is Piao Miao Holy Land. This is..."
Before he could finish his words, he was shocked to see a black flag suddenly appear behind Jiang Heng.
The black cloth fluttered in the wind, with eerie skulls embroidered.
Countless evil spirits shot out from it.
Among them, many people looked very familiar to Cang Feng. There were the senior brothers and sisters from Jianfeng
He was familiar with the junior brothers and sisters or the senior brothers and sisters from Danfeng.
These people had participated in that battle! They
died under Wanjian City!
It became the nourishment for the Human Emperor Banner.
"Junior brother, you have no relatives in this world; why don't you come to my Human Emperor Banner and reunite with your family?"
Jiang Heng smiled playfully and walked forward step by step. When he passed by Zang Feng, he whispered in his ear.
Then he walked straight to the wooden tombstone, where it was written: Brother Chen Xinmu, Brother Jiang Hengli.
These words were carved in the first place to deter villains from disturbing the sweet dreams of the deceased.
This group wants to die, so their wish must be fulfilled.
"roar--"
"roar--"
Countless evil spirits galloped and roared, rushing towards the dozen or so disciples of Piaomiao Holy Land on the ground.
Zang Feng's body was being eaten away bit by bit by the evil spirit, and the pace was very slow.
Every second, every frame, is a heart-wrenching pain.
His face was grim, and he looked at Jiang Heng angrily: "Devil, you big devil!"
"The Empress won't let you go, nor will the Ancestor!"
Facing Zang Feng's desperate roar, Jiang Heng said with disdain: "Do you think I came here today just to play house?"
"After this, there will be no more illusion in the world."
After saying that, Jiang Heng said no more and looked up at the sky. The huge sect protection formation had already been activated.
Countless evil spirits rushed towards the formation one after another!
Jiang Heng understood this clearly. He casually waved his right hand, took out three "soul-gathering incense sticks," and inserted them into the furnace before the tomb.
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