The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

Ying Lao had already anticipated Meng Dagang's attack, so he was not surprised when Meng Dagang made his move.

"Shadow Kill Fist!"

Old Ying shouted in a low voice, and at the same time threw a punch, directly attacking the giant wave-shaped palm that was attacking Zhang Chenguang.

Boom! A fist and a palm collided, making a loud noise and stirring up layers of air waves.

Those monks who were closer and weaker had no time to react and were instantly swallowed up by the air wave and died tragically on the spot.

"Hmph, if you want to kill the Zhang family, you have to get past me first!" Old Ying said in a deep voice.

"Old man Ying, aren't you worried that King Xia will blame you for offending our Meng family for the sake of the Zhang family, a small family that has just been promoted to the fourth rank?" Meng Dagang threatened.

He and Ying Lao are equally powerful. If they really fight, both sides will suffer losses.

Although their Meng family still has a mid-stage spiritual realm cultivator like Meng Zihua, the other side also has Xia Aoxue present.

Moreover, Meng Dagang knew that Xia Aoxue's strength was probably not weaker than Meng Zihua, so he did not take action directly.

"The current patriarch of the Zhang family is Zhang Chentian. He is the son-in-law of our Linyue Dynasty. You should be aware of this.

Besides, Zhang Chenguang is also a genius of our dynasty, how could he be easily wiped out by you? " Ying Lao responded in a tough tone, emitting a powerful aura that no one dared to underestimate.

"You have investigated everything you should have, and they have nothing to do with your grandson's death, so is it okay for us to leave?" Old Ying looked at Meng Dagang and asked casually, but there was a hint of majesty in his eyes.

Meng Dagang was silent for a moment and then said, "Wait, isn't there one person who hasn't been investigated yet? Doesn't your prince consort have the ability to defeat those in the early stage of the Spirit Realm?" After saying that, his gaze fell on Zhang Chentian who was standing beside him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Hearing this, Ying Lao's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Meng Dagang to turn his target to Zhang Chentian.

Zhang Chentian looked at Ying Lao and gave him a reassuring look.

Then Zhang Chentian patted Xia Aoxue's hand and said softly, "Don't worry, Aoxue, it's okay." Xia Aoxue nodded, but still looked at Zhang Chentian with some worry.

After Zhang Chentian comforted Xia Aoxue, he strode up to Meng Dagang and said with a smile, "Senior Meng, please investigate carefully!" His voice was full of provocation and confidence, as if he was not worried about being discovered at all.

Because Ying Lao was right next to him, Zhang Chentian knew that this old guy would not dare to attack him easily. As long as he did not reveal his true strength, there would not be much danger.

After hearing Zhang Chentian's words, Meng Dagang did not respond, but frowned slightly and began to carefully sense whether there was a familiar aura on Zhang Chentian.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Chentian, not missing any details.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Xia Aoxue's heart was in her throat. She looked at Zhang Chentian nervously, praying that nothing would happen.

Zhang Chentian, on the other hand, looked calm and didn't seem to care about Meng Dagang's scrutiny.

Finally, Meng Dagang withdrew his gaze with a look of disappointment on his face.

He bowed to Zhang Chentian and Ying Lao and said, "I'm sorry, Prince Consort Zhang, Fellow Daoist Ying, I've taken up your time. You may leave now!"

Meng Dagang looked at everything in front of him, his heart filled with anger and despair.

He could not accept the fact that his grandson was murdered, and he could not bear the fact that the murderer was at large.

“Senior Meng, there is no need to do this. I hope that Senior Meng can find the murderer who killed your grandson as soon as possible and avenge him. We will take the lead!”

Zhang Chentian, Xia Aoxue, Ying Lao and others expressed their sympathy to Meng Dagang, and then they left.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, the Hanhai Sect, the Jianyuan Sect and Earl Xiba also left.

They didn't care about what happened to Meng Dagang, they just came to join in the fun.

Meng Dagang couldn't find the murderer, and his anger grew stronger.

After all the powerful spiritual realm masters left, he roared angrily, and murderous intent burst out from his body. Countless giant spiritual palms killed everywhere on the seabed, killing those monks who did not have time to leave one by one.

These monks are all innocent people, but Meng Dagang has lost his mind and doesn't care about that at all.

However, those Meng family disciples were protected by Meng Zihua.

He used all his strength to protect them and prevent them from being killed by the giant spiritual palm.

"Dagang! Wake up!" Meng Zihua shouted at Meng Dagang.

Although Meng Zihua's strength is not as good as Meng Dagang's, he is of higher seniority, so he can intimidate Meng Dagang.

He tried to awaken Meng Dagang's reason and make him stop this meaningless killing.

After venting his anger, Meng Dagang regained some of his rationality. Hearing Meng Zihua's shout, he put away the aura and murderous intent emanating from his body, and said with red eyes:

"I'm sorry, Uncle Eight, I didn't control my emotions well."

Meng Zihua looked at the old man in front of him, a trace of heartache and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Meng Dagang was once the pride of the family, with outstanding talent and great strength, but now he has become so haggard because of the death of his grandson.

Meng Zihua took a deep breath, came to him, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him:

"Qingyu is one of the top three geniuses in my Meng family. We can't let him die in vain.

The family will definitely send someone to investigate those who left the secret realm alive and will definitely find the murderer. I believe the family will give us an explanation."

Meng Dagang nodded slightly, with a determined light in his eyes: "I know, Uncle Eight."

Meng Zihua sighed and continued to comfort:

"Now that you've vented your anger, let's return to our clan. Our Meng family has suffered heavy losses this time. As the team leader, I have an unshirkable responsibility, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

Meng Dagang looked at Meng Zihua and said:

"Eighth Uncle, I always have a feeling that Yu'er's death is related to Zhang Chentian and Zhang Chenguang, but I can't find any evidence against them." There was a hint of unwillingness and doubt in his voice.

Meng Zihua frowned and said after a moment of silence: "There is indeed something strange about this matter, but we have no evidence and there is nothing we can do to them." A hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

Meng Dagang clenched his fists, a flash of anger in his eyes.

"But Yu'er can't die in vain. We must find out the truth and make the murderer pay the price." His tone was firm and resolute.

Meng Zihua patted Meng Dagang on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't worry, Dagang, the family will definitely continue to investigate this matter and will not miss any clues." His eyes revealed determination.

"Well, let's go back to the family first." Meng Zihua said with a sigh.

"Okay, Uncle Eight!" After saying that, Meng Dagang looked deeply at the direction where Zhang Chentian and others left, and then flew towards the family.

His figure drew an arc in the air and disappeared into the distance.