Qiu Wantian looked at Xiao Chen and frowned, "Boy, you're too much of a troublemaker. You just came down the mountain and you killed a young master from one of the five major families. Can't you keep a low profile?"

Xiao Chen shrugged. "With you two Sword Kings here, why should I keep a low profile? Besides, it was Zhang Youzhi who provoked me first!"

Qiu Wantian shook his head and said, "We won't easily help you. Sword cultivators cannot become dependent on others. Otherwise, they will lose their sharp edge. How can they still be called sword cultivators?"

The Zhang family is just a family whose strongest members are only military generals. They can destroy them with a wave of their hands. But if that is the case, Xiao Chen will become dependent on them and ask them for help whenever he encounters difficulties in the future. In that case, Xiao Chen's swordsmanship will be ruined.

Of course, if they really encountered a life-and-death crisis, they would not watch Xiao Chen get into trouble!

Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this, "No way? Then you said you would protect me?"

"Haha, we were just being polite, but who knew you'd take it so seriously? If anything goes wrong in the future, you'll have to handle it yourself!"

Xiao Chen: “…”

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at the same time.

Desolate North City.

Zhang family hall.

A group of Zhang family members gathered in front of a corpse. There was dead silence and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

No one expected that not long ago, Zhang Youzhi was happily admitted to Zhenkun College and embarked on the road to becoming Jackie Chan, but in the blink of an eye he turned into a corpse.

A stern-looking, strong middle-aged man sat on the patriarch's seat right above him. His face was as gloomy as water, and his pair of tiger eyes were bloodshot, staring at Zhang Youzhi's body.

This person is none other than Zhang family patriarch Zhang Mohu, a terrifying military commander who has mastered the Shura Sword Sutra to perfection and is extremely terrifying.

Below Zhang Mohu, there were densely packed people standing, all of them were powerful warriors, a total of fifty or sixty people!

The lowest level of cultivation is the seventh level of martial arts apprentice, and among them, more than a dozen people have reached the terrifying level of martial arts master.

Each of them exudes a fierce martial arts aura, and when a group of people gather together, they exude a terrifying pressure that makes people shudder when they see them from afar!

If someone saw this scene, they would definitely be horrified. Warriors, such a rare fighting force, would actually appear in such large numbers in one family. It was simply outrageous!

This is the strength of the Zhang family, one of the five major families in Huangbei.

At this moment, there was a strong anger in the eyes of all the Zhang family members.

Their young master was actually killed in Huangbei City!

How dare someone be so arrogant!

This guy doesn't want to die!

Zhang Youzhi's body had become stiff and pale, his lips were purple, and the blood on the bloody hole on his forehead had dried and solidified. Until this moment, his eyes were still open, full of fear, and he died with his eyes open.

In front of his body, five middle-aged men with their arms cut off and pale faces were kneeling. They were Zhang Shiyi and his five men.

They brought the bodies back to Zhang's house. Zhang Mohu suddenly went crazy. Without even giving them a chance to speak, he simply cut off the arms of the five people and vented his anger. Then he called the Zhang family to the hall for a meeting.

"Zhang Shiyi, the Patriarch has great trust in you and has entrusted you with the job of protecting the Young Master. Is this how you protect the Young Master?"

"Who on earth dares to attack the young master of the Zhang family? I will bring people to wipe out his entire clan!"

"Zhang Shiyi, why don't you explain the situation clearly?"

Several Zhang family warriors looked angry.

His Zhang family has always been domineering in Huangbei City. Except for some giants, they look down on everyone. Now their young master has been brutally murdered. If they don't avenge this, his Zhang family will have no chance of staying in Huangbei City in the future.

They secretly made up their minds that as long as Zhang Shiyi revealed the name of the murderer, they would immediately rush to the house and kill the murderer's entire family, leaving not even a single chicken or dog alive.

In this Huangbei City, there are few people that his Zhang family cannot deal with.

"Haha, you guys are so strong, you think you can kill an entire family? I'm afraid that if I tell you his name, you'll be so scared that your legs will go weak!"

Zhang Shiyi sneered.

He thought that after returning to the Zhang family, Zhang Mohu would at least understand the situation before taking any action against them. In that case, they might still have a chance of survival. After all, it was Zhang Youzhi who got rid of them on his own will.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Mohu saw Zhang Youzhi's body, he cut off their arms without saying a word, and sent people to their home to kill their entire family.

This kind of head of the family is really chilling.

In this case, he will no longer be polite to the Zhang family.

"Zhang Shiyi, have you lost your mind? How many people in Huangbei City can rival my mighty Zhang family?"

"That's right. You must be jealous of the Patriarch for ordering the extermination of your entire family, and you're spouting alarmist rhetoric here!"

"The head of the family is a military commander. No one can match him except those giants in Desolate North City! Even if this incident was done by someone from the five major families, we will make them pay with blood!"

A group of Zhang family warriors spoke coldly with contempt.

They didn't believe Zhang Shiyi's words at all.

Just the name alone can scare them to the point of trembling?

How can it be?

"Zhang Shiyi, you don't have to play games with me! Tell me the murderer's name quickly, and I might be able to give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will cut you into pieces!"

Zhang Mohu looked at Zhang Shiyi and said in a hoarse voice.

"Tell me, which bastard did this? I'm ready to wipe out his entire family!"

"Hurry up and tell me, the long sword in my hand is starving!"

"I'm going to toy with all the women in his family until they die!"

A group of Zhang family warriors also shouted, their eyes red, hands on the hilt of the sword, looking impatient.

"Okay, I hope you'll keep your word and wipe out his entire family!"

"The murderer of Zhang Youzhi is none other than Xiao Chen, the son of the King of Zhenbei!"

"Hahaha, let's go to the Zhenbei Palace and wipe out his entire clan!"

Zhang Shiyi stared into Zhang Mohu's eyes and spoke word by word.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly changed their expressions, their eyes filled with horror!

The murderer turned out to be the son of King Zhenbei?

How the hell do I avenge this grudge?

The Zhang family is strong, but in front of the King of Zhenbei, they are nothing!

Not to mention exterminating nine generations of a family, even if they were asked to go to King Zhenbei to argue, they would not have the courage to do so!

The King of Zhenbei is one of the ten great martial kings of Daxia. He has a hundred thousand cavalrymen under his command and countless masters in his palace.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the King of Zhenbei wants to destroy the Zhang family, he doesn't even have to do it himself. He can just give an order and the entire Zhang family will be wiped out in an instant!

Zhang Mohu's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he heard this.

He originally wanted to take people to kill the murderer's entire clan!

But I didn't expect that the murderer was actually the son of King Zhenbei!

Even though he was a useless person who had been cut off from his relationship with the gods and cursed by them, he didn't dare to kill him.

Blood ties cannot be severed just like that!

No matter how fierce the quarrels among their family are, they are all internal conflicts.

But if his Zhang family dared to kill Xiao Chen, with the domineering character of King Zhenbei, he would dare to wipe out the entire Zhang family in minutes.

But he only has this one son, and he really can't swallow this humiliation if he doesn't take revenge!

He glanced down at Zhang Youzhi's face, which was still open after his death. His expression was extremely gloomy. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Zhang Shiyi, "You are lying! The murderer who killed my son is clearly a master of swordsmanship. He pierced my son's forehead with a single blow. He must have been at least a seventh-level swordsman."

"Xiao Chen has only been in the Sword Immortal Academy for a few hours, and he's a worthless person cursed by the Heavenly Dao. How could he possibly have such terrifying strength?"

"Tell me, who killed my son?"

The way of the sword is the most difficult of all the great ways to cultivate, and it depends extremely on talent. However, the Sword Immortal Academy has long since declined, and the sword spirit stones have been exhausted. It has been many years since a sword cultivator has emerged.

How is it possible that Xiao Chen could master the way of swordsmanship in just a few hours?

Even if he really entered the way of the sword, it would be impossible for him to immediately possess such terrifying sword skills?

Even Xiao Lingtian, the current hero of the Xiao family, can never do this!

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