Chapter 1047: Who is Zhou Wangchen?
As he spoke, a breath erupted, and Zhou Xian was shocked, as if he had been hit by a huge force, and immediately flew upside down.
"Poofโ"
A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed through the air, forming a crimson blood mist.
Zhou Xian landed on the ground and rolled several times, the hemp gray robe on his body had been punctured by the thorns on the ground, and even some parts of his robe were impacted by the power of the air path and became a piece of debris.
He stared at Zhou Yan with fear, and for the first time there was a fierce fear in his eyes.
Even, when he got up, his body was trembling.
"Jumping beam clown, dare to stand in my way? Remember, when you see me in the future, how far and how far you can roll!"
Zhou Yan said, his hand subconsciously stretched out, and a terrifying attraction directly absorbed Zhou Xian and flew towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan's hand locked Zhou Xian's larynx bone in one fell swoop, and with a slight pinch, Zhou Xian's larynx bone immediately made a 'click' sound, Zhou Xian was shocked, his whole body was cold, his legs kicked hard, but he couldn't get rid of the hand like an iron hoop.
Zhou Yan used a slight force, almost pinching Zhou Xian to death, at the moment when Zhou Xian was about to suffocate, Zhou Yan's hand waved, Zhou Xian flew directly into the void, and fell far away into the Zhou family college field where he was still practicing.
In the school field, at this time, he was practicing in the morning, but suddenly such a scene appeared, and Zhou Xian's tragic situation of almost being abused to death immediately attracted the attention of all the disciples of the Zhou family who were cultivating.
Elder Chuangong suddenly stretched out his hand to catch Zhou Xian, but he also took a few steps back because of the huge strength, and then his eyes shrank, looked at Zhou Yan and said, "Zhou Yan, this Zhou Xian is your cousin, you are so ruthless-"
"If you have strength, you can do it! Elder Chuangong, in this world, only ruthless people can live, so there is no need to say more. โ
Zhou Yan said coldly.
He was calm, his words were cold, and he walked step by step, and the terrifying aura oppressed the elders of the Gong several steps back.
Elder Chuangong's face turned red, but he was said by Zhou Yan without any rebuttal.
"Zhou Yan, you, you're just about to embark on an evil path, you're crazy!"
Another young elder beside Elder Chuangong said angrily.
"Crazy?"
Zhou Yan stopped his steps, and then his hand suddenly touched the sword at his waist.
The sword flashed, and the sword had already pierced into the elder's chest.
Blood suddenly flowed down the silver glittering sword, so bright in the morning light.
"Get on your knees. โ
Zhou Yan said indifferently.
He looked at the burly elder as if he were looking at a dead man.
This elder had courage, but under the oppression of Zhou Yan's terrifying momentum and majesty, he knelt down in shame.
Zhou Yan sneered and said, "Now, everyone has seen it, if you want to maintain your poor dignity and live better, then you are stronger than others." Just as now I can control your life, if anyone can control my life, then I will be an ant just like you. โ
"In the future, I won't have morning exercises with you, and I won't get along with you, but if someone wants to step on my Zhou Yan's head again, I'm sorry, I will never show mercy. Even my brother, my woman, my parents and relatives are the same. โ
"Because, from now on, I only have myself and nothing else. โ
Zhou Yan said coldly.
Then, he drew his sword.
"Click"
No one could see the path of the sword.
But the sword was already in its sheath.
Zhou Yan carried the morning light on his back and walked to his own courtyard step by step.
And everyone in the school field was stunned.
After a long time, a lot of discussion broke out again in the school field, but no one dared to mention Zhou Yan's name.
Because Zhou Yan's murderous machine is terrifying, bloody, cruel and ferocious, no one dares to have such courage to deal with it.
"This Zhou Yan, could it be that he awakened the ancestral blood in his body and fell into the demon in one fell swoop?"
"If there is still love, it is okay to say, now this is the ruthless sword path that has been set on?"
"This sub-committee is really terrifying, now that he is thirteen years old, he is so powerful, his sword intent is horizontal, and his sword aura is boundless. โ
"I'm also an elder anyway, and I lost in one move, I'm really perverted. โ
"Zhou Wangchen's children are even more rebellious than Zhou Wangchen, and Zhou Yuntian of the Great Zhou family may have an opponent this time. โ
......
The two elders spoke softly, but with all kinds of sighs.
But Zhou Yan no longer pays attention to these, because these have nothing to do with him.
Zhou Yan walked into his independent courtyard step by step, and this courtyard was filled with the smell of burning blood.
The smell of the wine gave Zhou a very familiar feeling.
"Wine, flaming sword heart wine, suppress the bloodline soul. โ
"Domination, mastery of other people's lives, domination of their one. โ
"Why do I have such a familiarity with drinks, and why do I have a strong interest in dominating someone else's qiฤ?"
Zhou Yan's heart was full of doubts.
But because Li Fool became the king of Lei Yan and lost his memories after the battle with Jiang He, and now there is no zร i, Zhou Yan can only think that this familiarity was saved later.
In this way, his mind can also be balanced.
Zhou Yan stepped into this wine-smelling courtyard step by step, and then he saw Zhou Wangchen.
At first glance, Zhou Yan almost blurted out: "Jiang Shang?"
"Huh?"
Zhou Wangchen's hand holding the jade-like short sword suddenly stopped for a moment.
At that moment, the statue in his hand suddenly shattered, and on the broken statue, a mottled trace of ancient monuments was immediately formed, as if it had been cut with a knife, and then shattered into a mass of scrap metal.
"Statue. โ
"It's a statue again. โ
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "Father, should I call you 'Jiang Shang'?" or should I call you 'Zhou Wangchen'?"
Zhou Yan said coldly.
His gaze was full of scrutiny.
It's like a warden looking at a prisoner.
"Jiang Shang, kid, you're thinking too much. I am your father Zhou Wangchen, no matter who I am or what my name is, I am just your father Zhou Wangchen. And no matter what you become, you're just my son, aren't you?"
Zhou Wangchen smiled, his smile was still so sad.
The deep wrinkles were still filled with the pain and misfortune of his life.
He laughed, but coughed violently again, his face flushed as if there was a flame burning his soul.
Not like, but simply so.
He coughed, blood mottled and spilled onto some of the broken statues, and the mottled marks on the statues immediately faded a lot.
And he also picked up a pitch-black cold iron again and carved it with his heart.
"Sentient Kendo and Ruthless Kendo are two different ways.
Different paths, the results are different after all. โ
"What choice do you have? Affectionate Kendo, Ruthless Kendo, you can choose one and go. As a father, that's all I can teach you. โ
Zhou Wangchen coughed and continued.
"Before choosing, I want to drink, drink Flame Kenshin Wine. I also wanted to sculpt, to sculpt a woman I couldn't forget. I also wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood, on this woman I had sculpted. โ
"Then, I'm going to see if this woman can be brought to life. โ
Zhou Yan's holy land flickered, as if there was a complex meaning, and then he said such a sentence almost instinctively.
At that moment, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared on Zhou Wangchen's body.
He seemed to have become a supreme supreme in an instant, so unfathomable.
His gaze was as dark as an abyss!
"Bastard!"
"Who told you this? How can you step into such a road? You can't get into carving and drinking for the rest of your life, and that woman is even more damned!"
Zhou Wangchen suddenly roared.
It was the eyes of a beast.
Murderous, crazy, hysterical.
Zhou Yan had never seen a decadent father have such eyes.
I have never felt such a crazy momentum and such an unfathomable aura.
"Who sued me? You want to know, let's have a fight, let me see what kind of storage you are this pretending waste father!"
Zhou Yan sneered, and in an instant, he had already taken out his sword and killed Zhou Wangchen directly.