Chapter 1206.1

"Yang Jiao, and all the wastes of the Yang family, come out to me."

Just when Tang Zichen was holding a family meeting, there was a shout from outside, and he even called for all the wastes of the Yang family.

"Grandfather, it's Bai Fengwan, the leader of Wangfeng city." Huoya said to Tang Zichen.

"Grandfather, Bai Fengwan is too arrogant."

At the moment, in the air outside, the people around Bai Fengwan yelled: "Lord, look at the ground quickly."

Bai Feng finished looking on the ground outside the main hall of the Yang family. A corpse was patted into biscuits and lying on the ground.

"Lord, the corpse has been made into a plaque. It looks a bit like master Bai Wuji."

Bai Feng immediately flew down and stood on the side of the body. Although the body was flattened and his head was flattened, he recognized that the body was his son Bai Wuji.

"Infinity." Bai Feng finished with a roar, and then his eyes turned red. He thought that the waste people of the Yang family were just fooling him, but unexpectedly, his son actually died here.

At this time, all the people of the Yang family ran out and stood at the gate of the main hall to watch Bai Feng finish.

After biting her teeth, Bai Feng glanced at the crowd with red eyes and said, "today, the Yang family can't live alone."

"Is it?" At this time, an old voice came, and the people at the gate of the hall gave way one after another. The figure of Tang Zichen appeared at the gate of the hall.

When Bai Fengwan saw Tang Zichen, he frowned. He had never seen the legendary god of war, but he felt that he was very strong.

"Who are you?"

Tang Zichen did not answer Bai Fengwan, said: "the fly on the ground that I killed is your son."

"You shot me dead?" Bai Feng said.

"Yes."

"Hahaha, good, good, I haven't been so angry in many years."

Tang Zichen disdained a hum: "I give you a chance today, surrender to me, I spare your life."

"Death." When Bai Feng finished listening to Tang Zichen's words, she suddenly threw a silver spear at him.

Tang Zichen's real state is naturally not as good as Bai Fengwan's. However, Tang Zichen has been blessed with 100000 times of strength at the moment. Although what he has shown is not the great perfect strength of the great master, but the strength of the middle period of the great master, he is still very powerful.

Tang Zichen's figure moves. At the next moment, Bai Feng's long gun is held by Tang Zichen.

"Ah." Bai Fengwan's body trembled fiercely. It seemed that he could not believe that there were only ten people in this continent who could catch him so easily.

Tang Zichen looked at the long gun in his hand, then pinched it with his hand, and it was crushed into pieces by him.

"What." Bai Fengwan was shocked again. He crushed such a hard spear.

Tang Zichen asked, "young man, I'll give you another chance to surrender to me. I can spare your life."

"You, who are you?"

One of the children of the Yang family said, "Bai Fengwan, this is the Grand Master of the Yang family. The famous God of war in those days raised heaven. Don't you kneel down?"

"What, you, you are the God of war?"

Tang Zichen said, "sorry, you lost your chance." Tang Zichen's figure moved. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Bai Fengwan, pinching his neck and lifting him up.

"Forgive me, sir. I'm willing to surrender to you." Finish Phoenix said, in a very difficult white hair.

Tang Zichen is now at the time of employing people, so he put Bai Fengwan down.

"You're smart."

"Thank you for not killing me." Bai Feng finished kowtowing.

"Bai Feng finished, you immediately send me a notice to go out and say, I'm out of the world again, and you want to be my subordinate."

"Yes."

"You can take your son with you."

Bai Fengwan picked up his son's meat plaque and left. To be exact, he left with the meat plaque in his arm.

Bai Fengwan doesn't dare to have any temper. The reputation of the God of war was invincible as early as 100 years ago. If he rushes out again, he is nothing.

In this way, within a month, the news that the God of war was out of the river spread all over the country.

Now, in a village restaurant.

Tang Zichen's teacher's wife heard that the God of war was still alive and returned to her family. Tang Zichen's teacher's wife said with a smile, "feng'er, how are you?"

She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. She always felt that she had been separated from Tang Zichen for a long time and wanted to go to him. However, she knew she couldn't.

Of course, at this moment, in another city, a beautiful woman muttered to herself: "is the God of war still alive?"

This woman is Yang Nuan.

When Yang Nuan heard the news, he was shocked.

Yang Nuan's father said since she was a child, never forget one person, that is her grandfather's grandfather, the God of war.Therefore, Yang Nuan knew from an early age that her grandfather was a son of the Yang family, and her grandfather's grandfather was the God of war Yangtian, Yang Nuan's grandfather, Yang Nuan's father, and herself. Every time she thought of her ancestor Yangtian's prestige a hundred years ago, she felt extremely proud.

"My Lord, you are not dead. You are not dead." Yang Nuan is very excited.

"Somebody."

"My subordinates are here."

"I'm going to leave gujue city. In the future, gujue city will become a city without a master. Sorry, I'm no longer the master of this city." Warm Yang said.

"Ah, Lord, why? The people of this city are still waiting for you to protect them. Gujue city is in the remote areas of the mainland. It is often attacked by wild animals. If you are not here, what will the people do? "

Yang Nuan shook his head and said, "I think there should be someone else to be the Lord of the city, and I should go back."

"Go back?"

"Yes, I'm going to take my grandfather and my father's throne back to my family to find my ancestors."

"Lord, who is the ancestor of your family?"

"The God of war."

"What? It's said recently that the great man, the God of war, is the ancestor of your family? "

"Exactly." Yang said with a proud face.

In the distant Wangfeng City, Tang Zichen looks at the three great masters in the hall. Although they are old men, they are younger generation in front of Tang Zichen.

"See you, master Yang Tian."

Three old people salute respectfully.

"You three are Yunhe, Wang Zhong and Guo dangchun, the top ten in the mainland today."

"Exactly."

"Yes, I've heard the names of the three in those years, but in those years, you were only in your twenties."

"It's a great honor for me to know us."

Tang Zichen said, "the three of you are here today. Are you going to surrender to me?"

"Yes, I heard that our predecessors want to unify the mainland. We support them very much."

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