Chen Kuang Wu Yuqing

Chapter 24

How could Yang Yuting forget the young man in front of her.

The figure of that young man made her linger in her dreams for the past two nights, and she woke up in a nightmare.

From childhood to adulthood, who would dare to disrespect her at all.

But it was this young man who left her with an indelible fear.

"It's him, it's him, he killed Zhao Hu, and even slapped me in the face!"

At this moment, with the powerful members of Yang Family and Zhao Family by her side, Yang Yuting forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, gritted her teeth and stared coldly at Chen Kuang, and scolded, "It's him, I won't admit it even if he turns into ashes!"

"boom!"

The expression on the middle-aged man's face instantly became ferocious, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body, his robes were loose, and his face was covered with veins.

Looking directly at Chen Kuang, the middle-aged man's eyes were seeping like two rounds of bloody sun, flowing out like dark red blood, and said coldly: "Little Za Sui, I can be considered to have found you!"

Seeing Yang Yuting, Chen Kuang already knew the identities of these people.

Even the cultivation of a group of people cannot escape Chen Kuang's prying eyes.

There are six spirit realms, two of which are at the ninth level of spirit realm, which are only one step away from the battle realm.

The remaining ten or so people are all high-level cultivation in the Huamortal Realm.

Such a lineup cannot be ignored in Xuanlan Mansion.

But Chen Kuang never cared about it, even though it was far from recovering to his original cultivation.

But just to kill people, these people are not enough to threaten Chen Kuang.

Glancing at the crowd, Chen Kuang said, "If you seek revenge on me, then you must be prepared to pay the price!"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Zhao Yuanming laughed back in rage, clenched his fists tightly, each finger was covered with thick callus skin, and waves of battle air rose around his fists.

"Jie Jie, kill my son of Zhao Yuanming, I don't care who you are, I will cut your body into thousands of pieces today, and then kill your whole family, otherwise I will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

When the laughter stopped, Zhao Yuanming's face was ferocious, his voice was icy cold, and a permeating aura enveloped Chen Kuang, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

He finally got a son, and put everything on the son he finally gave birth to, and always regarded it as a treasure in the palm of his hand.

For his son, Zhao Yuanming gave everything unimaginable by ordinary people.

But his son had already died in the hands of the young man in front of him, how could Zhao Yuanming not be angry.

Who dared to kill his son, no matter who it was, it was not enough to smash his body into thousands of pieces and throw his bones into ashes. Only by beheading his whole family would be able to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"It's Zhao Yuanming from Beiyun City!"

"It is said that Zhao Yuanming's son had just entered the city the day before yesterday, and was directly killed at the gate of the city!"

"Could it be that young man who killed him?"

This movement of breath immediately attracted the attention of many onlookers.

"Your son shouldn't provoke me, and neither should you. If so, let's warm up today!"

Chen Kuang's expression was still calm, but his tall and straight figure stood quietly, invisible like a sharp sword, with a faint sharpness.

"You brat who speaks wild words, you don't regret dying!"

The hatred of murdering a son is irreconcilable, Zhao Yuanming was already furious, almost without stagnation, his figure was like lightning, his battle aura surged, and he turned into a swift light and shadow to attack Chen Kuang directly.

"Chi la..."

A palm print was taken, the fierce fighting spirit was cold, and the water attribute battle pattern covered the palm, shaking the void.

As soon as Zhao Yuanming made a move, the Ninth Level of the Lingwei Realm didn't have much reservations, mixed with the murderous intent, he was not polite at all.

This kid must pay for his son's life with blood!

Under this palm print, many people present felt that this young man was probably dead.

Yang Yuting also showed a morbid sneer, only when this guy died, could the humiliation she suffered dissipate.