Jin Wushen's expression suddenly became a little gloomy. His expression when he looked at the ancestor of the Wang family showed a hint of blame. ◇↓◇↓ Novel.￥f

Although the ancestor of the Wang family was full of anger at this time, he couldn't help but shivered under Jin Wushen's gaze.

He thought that this first-class master who rushed into their family was provoking the entire Jin Dynasty, but he did not expect that it was their family who provoked other people's disciples.

It is really hard for him to deny this kind of thing directly. After all, there are so many people in the Wang family who provoke powerful people.

But in his heart, he hated the person he was provoking. After all, four third-grade warriors were killed in one go, and the loss was too great.

The ancestor of the Sikong family and the ancestor of the Xie family showed a smile in their eyes at this time. Although they said they were in the same spirit on the surface, they had never had any less struggles with each other.

After all, the resources of the Great Jin Dynasty were actually limited to them. The fewer people allocated these resources, the fewer they naturally had.

"Do you have any misunderstanding?" The ancestor of the Wang family pondered for a moment, and asked with a hint of carefulness in his words.

Although he hated Fang Ling in his heart, Jin Wushen could not defeat Fang Ling now. He knew that even if they joined forces to defeat Zheng Ming today, Zheng Ming would not be able to be left behind.

To establish a first-rate enemy for his family is really a nightmare thing. Therefore, after a difficult decision, the ancestor of the Wang family decided to swallow this breath for the time being.

"Why is it a misunderstanding? Wang Zuojun, didn't you let my disciple come to this capital to die?" Zheng Ming's domineering aura did not completely dissipate. His eyes fell on Wang Zuojun and said coldly in his voice.

When Zheng Ming grabbed him with his hands, Wang Zuojun felt that this matter seemed to be related to him.

But Wang Zuojun couldn't understand no matter how he thought about it. How could he offend such a big shot?

Although he was also the proudest little guy in the Great Jin Dynasty, he knew very well that there were some people that he could not offend.

For example, the successors of Xinjian Pavilion, and the masters of the Seven Emotions Sect. For these people, he usually makes friends with politely.

If there is a master of a first-rate master among the people you know, then Wang Zuojun will definitely make friends with him and will not have any unpleasantness with such a person.

Wang Zuojun, who was searching for his mind for his brain, suddenly became trembling when Zheng Ming said this.

He bowed respectfully to Zheng Ming and said, "Senior, this is the first time I have met you. You can swear that you have never offended your disciples!"

The ancestor of the Wang family also relaxed a little at this time. Since Wang Zuojun said this, it might be a misunderstanding.

However, when he thought of the word misunderstanding, he felt a little sad.

Although he was reluctant to be an enemy of this first-grade master with a stronger cultivation level than him, the loss of four third-grade warriors in the family also made him feel extremely painful.

However, it is not easy to get the debt back. There is basically no hope for relying on the Sikong royal family and Jin Wushen.

Of course, he himself couldn't do it, but he didn't realize that he had such ability to bring out the seniors who lived in seclusion in the sects that were superior to him.

After all, this kind of thing is really nothing to those elders.

"You arrested my disciple's family, and you asked someone to post the notice at the city gate. You said that. Where did I wrong you?" Looking at Wang Zuojun's aggrieved look, Zheng Ming's anger increased by five points.

I didn’t provoke you guys, it would be fine if you chase me, but I would chase my family together. How can I not revenge this hatred!

Wang Zuojun was a smart man. When he heard Zheng Ming say something about the notice at the city gate, a light of inspiration appeared in his head.

"Senior's disciple... Could it be Zheng Ming?" When talking about the words Zheng Ming, Wang Zuojun's voice was filled with a hint of trembling.

Who is Zheng Ming? There are really not many people present knowing. To them, Zheng Ming is just an ant, and they don’t have to take such a person who has not yet broken through the seventh level to heart.

This sword hunting meeting will not alarm their existence at the level. In fact, the decision of sword hunting was decided by the patriarch of Sikong Zi Fu and Wang Xie.

However, when the ancestor of the Wang family heard Wang Zuojun mention the word Zheng Ming, he felt a sank in his heart. He felt that this matter should be inseparable from his family.

"Hehe, you still remember it. It's not bad. My disciple is Zheng Ming." Zheng Ming said this and looked at Wang Zuojun coldly and said, "You are very brave when you dare to capture my disciple's family to threaten him!"

Wang Zuojun's body was trembling even harder. Originally, he just thought that Zheng Ming was a poor boy. A small person from a family that was not even a ninth rank. Even if he had good luck and good understanding, he could not compare with a high-ranking phoenix like him.

But unexpectedly, behind Zheng Ming, there was such a powerful master standing, a master who made him frightened.

With such a master, why don’t you tell me earlier? When you are hunting for swords, you should invite your master out.

In this case, do I still need to be blamed for such a slander? Do I still need to be trained as if I were a grandson?

He was sad in his heart, but Wang Zuojun would never take the blame like this. You know, this is a death sentence. The man's attack just now was no less than Jin Wushen, the first strongman in the Great Jin Dynasty.

If he wants to kill himself, even the Wang family will not be able to stop him.

"Senior, it is not my intention to capture Zheng Ming. I have also followed the orders of the monarch. If the monarch had not been destined, my disciples and I had no grudges or grudges. How could I attack your disciples?"

"I'm just doing my order, please forgive me!"

Wang Zuojun's last words of forgiveness were almost yelled out. He felt that only in this way could he express his injustice.

The ancestor of the Sikong family frowned. He had just made up his mind about this matter and just watched the fun, but he did not expect that the matter would involve the king again.

Although he did not take the life and death of a monarch too seriously, it involved their Sikong family after all.

If this matter is not handled well, an existence that can be on par with Jin Wushen will cause trouble for their Sikong family, then it will not be a pleasant thing for their Sikong family.

"What's the situation? Let the monarch come over and talk about it." Just as the ancestor of the Sikong family was about to tell the difference, Jin Wushen, who had not spoken much, said coldly.

Jin Wushen's words at this time were an order. So immediately a third-grade master rushed towards the location where Sikong Zi Talisman was.

Sikong Zi Fu had not arrived yet, but he was coming quickly. The Wang family was actually hit by someone. He didn't care about his affairs, but the person who came punched the city gate into ruins. He, the king, had to come forward.

But his speed was not very fast. In his opinion, it was still a good thing to say that the Wang family was hit by someone.

After all, as the monarch, he never had any good feelings for the Wang and Xie families.

The Wang family didn't know what kind of evil star they had offended, but they actually smashed the Wang family's door to pieces.

Well, the four third-level pillars of the Wang family also died under the attack of the evil star. OK, it's so great, hehe, the old man of the Wang family. See if he still has that kind of pride when facing him.

This time, I'm afraid the Wang family will even cry.

When Jin Wushen took action, Sikong Zifu still felt a little regretful in his heart. The Emperor of the Protecting Kingdom Swordsman made a move but he wanted to solve the Wang family's predicament. This was not very good!

But the following news made Sikong Zifu realize that things were not as simple as he imagined. The battle between Jin Wushen and that person was just a equal battle. The man was not defeated, and Jin Wushen did not win either.

How is that possible? How can that evil star’s martial arts be equal to Jin Wushen? Who is Jin Wushen? How can he...

With all kinds of thoughts, Sikong Zi Fu had already diluted her thoughts on watching the excitement for half. Only then did he feel that the person who came had the possibility of shaking the foundation of the Great Jin Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, all the ancestors asked you to come here immediately!" The third-grade warrior just clasped his fists at Sikong Zi Fu.

When he let himself pass, Sikong Zifu's face suddenly changed. Although he was the king and nominally superior, in fact, it was not him who ultimately controlled the direction of the entire country, but those first-rate ancestors.

It can even be said that as long as those few people are rude to each other, they will be replaced by his other brothers.

When the evil star appeared, he had never thought about going forward. After all, since he had not yet broken through the third level of cultivation, if he really rushed over, he would have just gone to die.

Compared with the fear of danger in his heart, what made him feel more uncomfortable was that what happened to let him pass by at this time?

He knew very well in his heart that a master of this level was not a person like him, and could be inserted into it.

"Did the ancestor say something is wrong?" As Sikong Zifu spoke, a piece of crystal clear jade had already appeared in his hand, and he handed it to the third-grade warrior without any idea.

The third-grade warrior took the jade and showed a hint of joy in his eyes. This jade is of great benefit to the cultivator, so how could he be polite?

"I heard it was about Zheng Ming. The person who came to trouble the Wang family was Zheng Ming's master."

Zheng Ming, when he heard these two words, Sikong Zifu almost asked who Zheng Ming was. Fortunately, Sikong Zifu's mind had not been completely burned. In an instant, he thought of something about Zheng Ming.

The boy who had passed the 100,000 sword tower, the boy who had asked himself to organize sword hunts, but eventually killed the young men from various major families, crying for their parents, and the boy who told Wang Zuojun to deal with it.

This was originally a small matter. Zheng Ming, who was going to be killed by himself, was a small person who could not be even smaller.

He... When did he have such a powerful master? If he knew that his master was so powerful, he would not... (To be continued.)

ps: The second update today is coming, and the end of the year is coming, and all kinds of trivial matters are plagued by all kinds of trivial matters, so there are only two updates today. Thanks to all brothers for their support for cats and their support for their support. Finally, I want to say that every chapter of my chapter is more than 3,000 words. If I separate two thousand words and one chapter, I can also update three times. But as a good boy with a lot of integrity, Cat will never do this!
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