"Who, who the hell killed my son, who, ahhhhh

Stephen Wells was furious, his handsome face distorted with anger.

He is a half-blooded clan.

In Europe, since the first half-blood clan, the third generation of blood ancestor Philip of the blood clan accompanied the Crusades and died in China.

The Half-Blood Clan, which had lost its strongest combat power, began to decline.

Not only are they hunted down by the Holy See of Light.

Because of the impure bloodline, the status is also much lower than that of the pure-blood family.

In every war between the Blood Clan and the Holy See of Light, a large number of Mixed Blood Clans can only serve as cannon fodder.

Until 200 years ago, the three clan princes of the Half-Blood Clan joined forces to launch the "First Half-Blood Revolution", and launched a bloody war with the pure-blood clan for more than 20 years.

And just when the two blood clans were fighting each other and both were defeated, the Bright Sect took advantage of the weakness and launched a general attack, almost destroying the entire blood clan.

After a hard battle, the surviving pure-bloods had to compromise and recognize the half-bloods as they had the same equal status as them in order to avoid being wiped out by the Bright Church.

However, this relationship of equality lasted only one hundred and ninety years.

After one hundred and ninety years of recuperation, the pure-blood population has recovered, and its strength is stronger than it was two hundred years ago.

Ten years ago, the pure-bloods finally raised their butcher's knives against the half-bloods again.

The pure-bloods, who have reached the pinnacle of strength ever, lead the Dark Council against the Holy See of Light, and at the same time begin to carry out an internal cleansing, preparing to kill all the Half-Blood Clans on Earth.

The living space of the hybrid blood clan has been suppressed like never before, and they have to gather strength to launch the "second hybrid revolution".

It's a pity that the strength of the pure-blood clan is too strong.

During the ten years of rebellion, the Half-Blood Clan suffered heavy casualties, and Stephen Wells' grandfather, Prince Stephen Pierce, and his father, Duke Stephen Lars, were all killed.

In addition to his grandfather and father, Stephen Wells' three wives, eight daughters, and eleven sons were killed by pure-bloods during the battle.

Only the youngest son, Stephen Zhou, has been living in China since he was born. Because of the fear of the powerful Dragon Court, the pure-blood clan did not dare to enter Huaguo to cause chaos, so they were able to escape.

However.

Just now, the only son, the only direct bloodline, suddenly died without warning, how can Stephen Wells not be angry, how can he still calm down.

Stephen Wells's roar was like thunder, and the bloody murderous aura that permeated his body enveloped the sky.

Bang!

In the scattered wreckage, the sky burned in the blood.

Stephen Wells's body exploded, turning into hundreds of blood-colored bats, like a flowing blood cloud, flying rapidly in the direction of Hangzhou.

Half an hour later.

Stephen Wells flew over Hangzhou.

He carefully restrained his whole body breath, and then he saw the blood on the white blood-colored bat fade and turn into an ordinary black bat.

Even though he was angry and almost lost his mind because of the sudden death of his son, there was one thing that Stephen Wells did not dare to forget.

Hangzhou is the territory of Xia Qingtian, the white dragon king of the four dragon kings of Huaguo Dragon Court.

With the Dragon Court master in charge, once his identity as a marquis of the blood clan is revealed, there is absolutely no life or death, so he can only act carefully.

Stephen Wells reined in his breath and began to look for it following the breath left over from Stephen Chow.

Five minutes later.

In the mountains near Xiaoling Mountain, Brother Sharp killed Stephen Zhou's dense forest.

Fluttering ridge~

Hundreds of black bats flapped their wings, fell from the sky, and fell.

Bang!

One by one, the black bats exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

In the blood mist, Stephen Wells's figure slowly walked out.

Half an hour had passed, and Stephen Zhou's body had already been gnawed clean by nearby predators, and his skeleton had been bitten apart.

Stephen Wells searched for a radius of five miles, and only half of the broken bones he recovered.

"Zhou, my son. ”

With tears in his eyes, Stephen Wells took a piece of bone from the skeleton and put the rest into a storage ring.

"Restore the magic, manifest!"

Wells pinched the bones in his hand, the bone powder scattered, filling a radius of 100 meters, Wells looked grim, chanted a spell, and a bloody light burst out from his fingertips, hitting the void.

In the next second, the space fluctuated, like a stone being thrown into the surface of a calm lake, causing ripples.

When the ripples slowly calmed down, an image appeared in front of me.

Nothing else, it's the picture of Brother Sharp killing Stephen Chow.

"Then, that's a flying sword, and it was a Huaguo sword cultivator who killed my son!!" Wells's face changed, and his brows furrowed deeply.

In the video, a flying sword slashes through the void and continuously kills black bats, the difference in strength between the two is too great, and Stephen Zhou has no power to fight back, so he can only flee tiredly.

"The Blood Thorn, even the Blood Thorn refined by my father can be cut off, the strength of this sword cultivation is definitely far above me!"

Looking at the Blood Thorn that had been cut into pieces by the flying sword, Stephen Wells's eyes widened, and his expression was full of horror.

He never thought that the sword cultivation strength that killed his son was so powerful!

"What the hell is going on, why does such a powerful sword cultivator want to hunt down and kill his own son? Could it be that his own son has offended the other party?"

Stephen Wells frowned, guessing in his mind.

After a long time, Stephen Wells raised his head and looked in the direction of Li Bad's house.

In that direction, Stephen Wells felt the remnants of his son's breath.

Bang!

The body exploded, turning into a hundred black bats, and Stephen Wells flew in the direction of Lee's house.

He planned to check the details of the other party first, and then make a plan.

Following the remnants of Stephen Chow's breath all the way to search, Stephen Wells soon came to the World View Garden Community.

"It's there, the top floor of that apartment building!"

Stephen Wells smelled the remnants of his son's breath.

He didn't dare to approach, for fear of alarming the unknown sword cultivator who might be hiding in this community.

On the roof of a residential building, Stephen Wells was revealed.

Looking far away, on the platform of that apartment building, in addition to sensing Stephen Zhou's breath, Stephen Wells also saw a black bat corpse hanging from a bamboo pole and swaying in the wind.

"That, that's the corpse of a blood clan, and it seems to be a bloodline descendant of the son's development!"

Stephen Wells' brow furrowed again.

Could it be that it wasn't his son who offended the unknown sword cultivator, but the son's blood descendant?

Stephen Wells doesn't know.

Maybe you should go back and ask the old butler.

Silently noting down the number of the apartment building, Stephen Wells returned to his villa on the shores of Changting Lake.

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

Seeing Stephen Wells, a group of servants in the villa hurriedly saluted and said hello.

"Where's the butler?" asked Stephen Wells.

"Master, didn't you see the housekeeper, the young master ordered the housekeeper to pick you up early in the morning?"

"Call the housekeeper back!"

"Yes!"

Half an hour later.

The housekeeper hurried back from the airport.

"Master, I waited at the airport for a long time......"

"My son, your young master is dead. Stephen Wells interrupted the old butler and said.

"What, what, young, the young master is dead!" the old butler was shocked.

Stephen Wells was expressionless, wrote down an address, and handed it to the old housekeeper: "Check this community called Shijing Garden, especially the residents who live in 13 apartment buildings, and see if there are any strong sword cultivators!"

"Yes, good sir!"

An hour later.

The old butler hurried to Stephen Wells with a copy of the papers.

"Found?"

"Yes, sir, it is very likely that this person killed the young master. The old butler looked solemn and handed over the information.

"Bad ...... Lee"

Glancing at the names on the profile, Wells flipped through them.

"Li Bad, a twenty-one-year-old sword cultivator, a magic master, a quasi-immortal powerhouse!"

Wells, who put down the information, was shocked, a little incredulous, really scared!

However, the thought of his only son dying like this and leaving him forever.

Stephen Wells's anger reigned skind.

He clenched his fists sharply, his eyes flashing with scarlet blood.

"The magic is superb, what about the quasi-immortal powerhouse, what about the sword cultivation, kill my only son, no matter how strong you are, I want you to pay the price you deserve!"

"Li Bad, let's see!"

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