Seeing Jiang Qing being killed, the Jiang family began to be scared loudly.

"So many masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect have been killed by Zhang Zichen!"

"Even Jiang Qingzhenjun won't kill him, this Zhang Zichen is too terrifying!"

"What do we do next?"

In the Jiang family's army, there were voices of discussion one after another.

Especially those foreigners, who were even more panicked, and some were even ready to escape.

The Jiang family's army is 1.2 million people, of which 400,000 are foreign troops.

I really don't know what the consequences will be if the 400,000 troops slip away later.

After Jiang Qing's death, Zhang Zichen looked at Jiang Wuying again.

Jiang Wuying was also wearing golden armor and holding a golden long sword, he stood on top of the golden unicorn chariot, but he was not ready to escape.

Jiang Wuying's son, Jiang Chao, was expressionless and sat quietly in a wheelchair.

Zhang Zichen slowly walked across from Jiang Wuying and sneered, "Jiang Wuying, aren't you going to run away?"

However, in the face of Zhang Zichen, Jiang Wuying was not afraid, he said angrily: "Zhang Zichen, before you and me, the enemy is as big as the sky. Now, if you kill me Jiang Family Zhenjun again, you will have to die sooner or later. ”

"I won't die, that's for later. Zhang Zichen smiled, "It's just that at this time today, you should die." ”

"Hmph, come on!" Jiang Wuying's blonde hair was split in the heavy rain, but he didn't get half a drop of rain, "Zhang Zichen, my son lost his soul and soul, and you hurt him." Today, either you die or I die!"

Hearing Jiang Wuying say about his son, Zhang Zichen glanced at Jiang Chao's body at a glance.

This disgusting face made Zhang Zichen want to rush up and kill him immediately.

It's Jiang Chao, who wanted to kill himself again and again.

What's even more odious is that when Zhang Zichen and Ding Yao were arrested together in the ancestral hall of the Jiang family, Jiang Chao also did those extremely inferior things to Ding Yao.

At that time, if it weren't for Zhang Zichen using treasures to attract Jiang Chao, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen thinks that Jiang Chao is not dead, which is simply intolerable.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Jiang Wuying, today, you and your son Jiang Chao should be damned!"

As soon as the word 'damn' fell, Zhang Zichen kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and the whole person rushed out suddenly with the help of the rebound.

At the same time, the Yin Yang God Musket in Zhang Zichen's hand burst into flames and stabbed towards Jiang Wuying on the Golden Qilin Chariot.

Jiang Wuying and Zhang Zichen are the same, although they are both monks in the late stage realm of Daluo Jinxian, but the strength between them is too different.

The first time he collided, Jiang Wuying's golden spear broke off in response, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell into the army behind him.

Fortunately, the murderous aura of the army behind Jiang Wuying created a protective screen for him, so that he didn't fall particularly ugly.

By the time Jiang Wuying was helped up by everyone, he had already seen Zhang Zichen standing on top of his golden unicorn ancient chariot.

What made Jiang Wuying hate and anger was that his son was still on the chariot.

"Zhang Zichen, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Zhang Zichen stay on the chariot and not leave, Jiang Wuying felt a pain in his heart, as if he had expected what Zhang Zichen was going to do.

Sure enough, Zhang Zichen smiled and said, "Jiang Wuying, didn't you hear what I said just now?"

"What words?" Jiang Wuying asked mechanically.

"Didn't I just say that you and your son deserve to die?" Zhang Zichen laughed, "I should have killed Jiang Chao completely in the first place, hmph! ”

"You ......" Jiang Wuying was originally full of anger, but when he thought that his son was in Zhang Zichen's hands, Jiang Wuying hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Zhang Zichen, today we will fight peacefully, as long as you let my son go, I will retreat, how about it?"

"Retirement? Zhang Zichen said indifferently, "Moreover, Jiang Wuying, you no longer have the conditions for negotiation, today you and Jiang Chao will both die, and your Jiang family will definitely perish!"

As soon as these words fell, Zhang Zichen did not hesitate to slap Jiang Chao's head with a palm.

Jiang Chao is a vegetative person, and he should have been indifferent to what is happening outside.

But Zhang Zichen slapped his palm on his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and Jiang Chao's face twisted a few times in pain.

Then, a flame rushed into Jiang Chao's body from Zhang Zichen's palm.

At this time, Jiang Chao finally couldn't help it and screamed in pain.

"Ah!!h

Under the burning of the fire, Jiang Chao suddenly shouted: "Dad, Dad, help, my son doesn't want to die, I don't want to die!"

No one thought that when a person died, although he lost his soul and soul, he had this desire to survive. hoped, but Jiang Chao regained his consciousness for a short time.

However, seeing his son being killed and seeing his son begging for mercy, Jiang Wuying hated himself very desperately and couldn't help anything.

Because, Jiang Wuying is not Zhang Zichen's opponent at all.

Jiang Wuying's heart was dripping blood.

He watched his son being surrounded by fire, and seeing his son screaming, Jiang Wuying suddenly shouted: "Jiang family's army, give me orders to go down, attack! Attack! Kill Zhang Zichen! I don't believe it, I have 120,000 soldiers, and I can't kill Zhang Zichen alone!"

Jiang Wuying went completely crazy.

With this 1.2 million troops, he originally kept them to prepare to destroy the Wang family, but now, he ordered these soldiers to start killing Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen is very powerful, and if he were any soldier in the army, he would not be his opponent.

However, although the soldiers are flesh and blood, they are outnumbered, and Zhang Zichen and the Jiang family have formed one mortal enemy after another.

Just now, Zhang Zichen also killed Jiang Qingzhenjun of the Jiang family, and also killed Jiang Chao, the son of the patriarch.

This blood feud is as big as the sky.

This revenge must be avenged!

After receiving the order of the patriarch, the 1.2 million soldiers, under the leadership of their respective commanders, began to move their feet, rushing in the direction of Zhang Zichen.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill Zhang Zichen!

"Kill Zhang Zichen and avenge the great patriarch!"

"Avenge Jiang Chao Gongzi and Jiang Rong Gongzi! Zhang Zichen will die!"

Don't look at the cultivation of these soldiers, but they are outnumbered, and moreover, so many people gather together, they are not afraid of death one by one.

It seems that at this moment, they want to fill their corpses and kill Zhang Zichen.

Seeing this, Zhang Zichen was horrified.

It's not that Zhang Zichen is afraid of these people, but because these 1.2 million soldiers gathered together, the murderous array was originally as strong as this.

At this time, these people were holding the heart of death one by one, and the murderous aura that soared to the sky was several times stronger under the action of war drums and horns.

Even Zhang Zichen's cultivation was shocked by an invisible pressure, and he retreated again and again.