Chen Zhenguo could no longer bear it, and said in a trembling voice, "What... what do you want to do... I... I have already knelt down to you during the day! What else do you want from us!"
Chen Feng couldn't stand the tense atmosphere either, and directly knelt down: "Brother Ye, Master Ye... I beg you to spare me, what happened with Sun Yi just now was proposed by my dad, it has nothing to do with me! As long as you spare me! I am willing to be your servant!"
"You!" Chen Zhenguo never thought that at this time, his son would sell him out directly!
He knew it would be difficult to survive this time, he stood up, forced himself to calm down, and said loudly: "I don't care who you are, or where you come from, I tell you, there is a master behind my Chen family! If you dare to kill us, the master's anger, can you bear it!"
"Master?" Ye Chen smiled, "You must be referring to Chen Yuanli, who left your Chen family to practice in the mountains ten years ago."
Chen Zhenguo was relieved to hear that the other party knew him: "I know you are an ancient martial artist, and I also know that you ancient martial artists have rules, if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you will not only face the anger of a master, but you will also be hunted by that organization! After killing us, do you think you can survive?"
"Oh? Is that so?" Ye Chen raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, Ye Chen moved! His palm directly condensed a white air arrow, the air arrow carried a gust of wind, and directly went towards Chen Feng who was preparing to escape!
"Puff!"
An arrow through the throat! Chen Feng fell to the ground, and blood gradually dyed the entire hall!
"Now, do you think I dare to kill?" Ye Chen's cold voice echoed throughout the villa!
Chen Zhenguo's face was pale, he looked at his dead son, and he knew that this time, he, Chen Zhenguo, would not escape death.
He sat down with the help of the sofa, as if he had aged a dozen years: "I know I'm going to die, but I hope you can give me a reason, why do you want to kill my Chen family! We have no grudges..."
Ye Chen laughed, laughing very loudly, he stood up, and came step by step in front of Chen Zhenguo!
He looked down at Chen Zhenguo from a high position!
Then, Ye Chen's voice seemed to come from the vast nine heavens:
"What a grudgeless!"
"I ask you, Chen Zhenguo! Do you remember the banquet at Yunhu Villa five years ago!"
"I ask you again, Chen Zhenguo, do you remember the couple of the Ye family who died five years ago!"
"I ask you for the last time, Chen Zhenguo, do you remember your extremely vicious mouth at that time!"
Ye Chen's voice roared like thunder in Chen Zhenguo's ears!
Chen Zhenguo was completely stunned!
He certainly remembers all of this!
The party at Yunhu Villa five years ago was a nightmare for countless families in Jiangcheng!
They witnessed the destruction of a family there!
They have also been shrouded in the shadow of that man from the capital!
With a flip of a hand, a family is destroyed! This is too terrible!
Suddenly, Chen Zhenguo thought of something, raised his head, his pupils dilated, pointed at Ye Chen with his finger, and exclaimed: "You... You are the waste of the Ye family, the Ye Chen who fell into the river! How is this possible! Aren't you dead..."
No one knows what kind of storm is brewing in Chen Zhenguo's heart at this moment!
That Ye family waste actually came back to life!
And returned to Jiangcheng with a terrifying cultivation!
He! He is here for revenge!
Jiangcheng is going to change the sky!
He can even see that it won't be long before all the big and small families in Jiangcheng will be destroyed!
Ye Chen bent down and whispered in Chen Zhenguo's ear: "Before you die, let me tell you a secret... In fact, I am not an ancient martial artist at all... I am a cultivator."
"In your eyes, ancient martial artists may be the sky of China."
"But you don't know that in the eyes of cultivators, China and even the entire Earth are as insignificant as dust!
Even if you have great power, even if you stand behind a martial arts master! Even if you stand behind a sect! I, Ye Chen, will cut it all with one sword!"
"From today on, I, Ye Chen, am the sky of China!"
As the words fell, a powerful aura of evil surrounded Ye Chen!
The evil aura coiled around his body, emitting a burst of blood red!
In an instant, his arm seemed to turn into a blood dragon, directly penetrating Chen Zhenguo's chest!
The Chen family, extinguished!
...
At the same time, on the peak of Wuyi Mountain.
An old man in a Taoist robe with a fairy-like demeanor sat cross-legged. If you look closely, you will inevitably find that the old man seems to be suspended, and there is a continuous array of Bagua auras under him!
The Taoist old man is the patriarch of the Chen family, Chen Yuanli, who founded the Chen family in Jiangcheng and even in Jiangnan Province!
After thousands of sails, the old man chose to retreat from the world and practice diligently, practicing for ten years.
At this moment, the spiritual energy of Wuyi Mountain is constantly pouring into Chen Yuanli's Dantian, and his cultivation is also rising steadily!
It seems to be about to break through!
Just at this critical moment, suddenly, the wind blew fiercely! The old man opened his eyes, fell down, and spat out a mouthful of blood!
The spiritual energy around him also dissipated, and even the Bagua auras under him disappeared!
After a few seconds, an old voice echoed throughout Wuyi Mountain:
"Who is it? Who dares to kill my Jiangcheng clan! Destroy my ten years of foundation! I, Chen Yuanli, swear to the heavenly way, I will find you personally! Then, I will kill you! Exterminate your soul!"
...
The night passed without incident.
Ye Chen woke up early in his cultivation. He wanted to cultivate a little longer, but the spiritual energy in China is too thin, and it's too different from that place. At present, it's impossible for him to make further progress in his cultivation.
"It seems that I need to find a way to refine some pills."
Ye Chen opened the canvas bag he had been carrying with him, which only had two things in it.
A crumpled photo and a black stone.
The photo was taken back to the Ye family after he was rescued, and as for the black stone, it was a gift from his father on his eleventh birthday.
It is said to be the family heirloom left by the ancestors of the Ye family.
At that time, Ye Chen sneered, how could there be a family heirloom that is a broken stone, he casually threw the stone under the bed, until his father had an accident, he remembered this stone, and since then he has always kept it with him.
"In another week, it will be the anniversary of my parents' death. I will go to Tiandu Mountain to see them."
Ye Chen was just about to put the stone into the canvas bag when he suddenly noticed that there were actually some small characters on the stone.
So small that he almost ignored it for so many years.
Ye Chen brought the stone closer and saw a few lines of traditional Chinese characters, although obscure, but roughly understandable.
It seems to be some kind of stone, blood something.
"Do you have to bleed to recognize the master?"
Without further ado, Ye Chen forced out a drop of blood and directly dropped it on the black stone. In an instant, a powerful stream of information penetrated into Ye Chen's mind!
His head almost exploded!
Even though he is a cultivator, he can't bear it!
"Damn, what is this thing!"
Ye Chen roared and passed out directly.