C46 Three Palms Agreement
C46 Three Palms Agreement
"Evil creature, why didn't I let you be the leader? It's because you are narrow-minded. Under your lead, the family will only be led astray. Jin City was the leader's first choice. At that time, Jin City didn't want to be the head of the family because they had put in a lot of effort for their father. That was why he took on this responsibility. However, he regretted that he didn't listen to Jincheng and paid more attention to your actions. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let a heartless thief like you plot against my younger brother." Tears streamed down Zhang Yaobang's face.
Zhang Yaobang's appearance was like a heavy bomb dropping down.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Zhang family finally knew what was going on. All of them were whispering to each other.
"I say, how could the supreme elder suddenly go into closed door cultivation and not appear for such a long time? So he was plotted against." A disciple of the Zhang family came to a sudden realization.
"This is too scary. The current family had plotted against the previous family head. Zhang Yanwu was too shameless. How can we take such a family head? The previous family head is better. It was fair to do anything. At that time, the family was flourishing day by day. Unlike after Zhang Yanwu took charge of the family, the strength of the family was getting weaker and weaker."
Zhang Yaobang slowly walked towards Zhang Yanwu. A terrifying pressure locked onto him. Although Zhang Yanwu was a Martial Master Level Nine, Zhang Yaobang was a Great Martial Master. His cultivation base was far higher than his. He naturally knew that he was no match for his father.
Zhang Yanwu stomped on the ground, and his body quickly spread out, flying into the distance.
"Come back!"
Zhang Yaobang shouted. He made a grabbing motion.
Zhang Yanwu, who was flying up, suddenly felt an invisible force coming from behind him. It pulled him back from the void.
"Plop!" Zhang Yanwu screamed and fell to the ground.
"Plop!"
Zhang Yanwu couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Zhang Yaobang and shouted in fear, "Father, are you really going to kill me? I am your son! You can't do this to me!"
Zhang Yaobang looked at Zhang Yanwu's pleading eyes and could not bear it. He sighed and said, "Yanwu, you can't do anything without rules. You have done something wrong. After all, you have to take responsibility. However, my father won't kill you. However, I will cripple your cultivation."
" No... " Zhang Yanwu screamed in fear.
To cultivators, cultivation was their lifeblood. Their cultivation had been crippled. It was no different from killing him.
"Bang!"
Zhang Yaobang smashed Zhang Yanwu's dantian with his palm.
Zhang Yanwu let out a miserable cry. His expression was lifeless. It was as if he had aged by more than ten years.
As the patriarch of Zhang family, Zhang Yanwu's cultivation base had been crippled just like that.
Ning Xue stood beside Zhang Tianhao and said with slight dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you kill him? This man is so bad!"
Zhang Tianhao shook his head and did not say anything.
"Grandfather!"
Zhang Tianhao walked to Zhang Yaobang's side.
"My good grandson, it's me who has let you down." Zhang Yaobang looked at Zhang Tianhao with a gratified expression and a trace of guilt.
"You won't blame grandfather for the way he handled it, will you?" Zhang Yaobang looked at Zhang Tianhao and sighed. He looked apologetic.
Zhang Tianhao shook his head and said, "Grandpa, Tianhao doesn't blame you. He is my uncle after all. Tianhao can understand how Grandfather handled it."
Zhang Yaobang looked at Zhang Tianhao and finally revealed a smile and said, "Tianhao, if you can understand, grandpa will be happy."
Zhang Tianhao said to Zhang Yanwu indifferently, "Zhang Yanwu, since grandpa let you go, I will not pursue it. I hope you can take care of yourself and not do anything that will harm the interests of the family."
Zhang Yanwu smiled sadly and looked at Zhang Tianhao. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Tianhao. You have killed Zhentian. I can't take revenge for this, but it doesn't mean that no one will take revenge. I will wait for you underground... "
After saying that, the corner of Zhang Yanwu's mouth twitched, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Tianhao knew that Zhang Yanwu had bitten his own tongue and committed suicide. As the previous master of Zhang family, Zhang Yanwu had his own dignity. He would never allow himself to live in humiliation after losing his cultivation base.
"What a sin!"
Zhang Yaobang closed his eyes, tears flowing down his face.
Although Zhang Yanwu wasn't the son, he was still his son. At this moment, he naturally felt sad for Zhang Yanwu's miserable condition.
"Kehkehkehkeh... What an interesting scene!"
A cold and stern voice sounded from the void.
Zhang Yaobang's expression changed drastically. He was completely focused. As a Great Martial Master, he could naturally sense that this person's cultivation base was extremely terrifying.
"Please show yourself, master!" Zhang Yaobang said respectfully.
A shadow moved, and a shadow floated in front of Zhang Tianhao and the others, emitting a terrifying pressure. This man was in his sixties. His face was skinny, but his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Zhang Tianhao, Zhang Yaobang, and the others felt a mountain-like pressure on their shoulders.
"Martial King!"
Zhang Yaobang was shocked. This man was able to float in the air, and his cultivation base was at least at the Martial King Level. The Martial King was an existence that surpassed the Great Martial Master level! In the entire Vaxi Country, there wasn't a single Martial King.
"Greetings, senior!" Zhang Yaobang's arrogant expression had completely disappeared, and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet.
Zhang Tianhao frowned slightly. He had already recognized that this Martial King was the Deputy Dean of Heavenly Astral Academy, Guu Feiyun. If it was Guu Feiyun who interfered, he would take revenge for his in-name disciple. Maybe he's really in trouble. No matter how much he could jump ranks to challenge someone, he still knew his own limitations when facing the Martial King. The opponent would probably be able to kill him with a single blow.
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"Zhang Yaobang, although Zhang Yanwu is the father of my in-name disciple... But I can't ask you to clean the door. But Zhang Zhentian is my in-name disciple after all. Your good grandson will kill him. I have to ask him about it. Do you think so?" Guu Feiyun smiled faintly. His tone was unquestionable.
"Senior, although Tianhao killed Zhentian, it was Zhentian who brought this upon himself. Moreover, he had no eyes in martial arts. I hope senior can understand this!" Zhang Yaobang hastily said.
"Are you questioning me?" Guu Feiyun snorted coldly.
"Puff!" Zhang Yaobang spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Grandfather!"
Zhang Tianhao was shocked. With his grandfather's Great Martial Master cultivation base, he was actually unable to resist the Martial King. Just a cold snort from the opponent had injured his grandfather.
"Senior Feiyun, this junior is naturally willing to bear the responsibility of killing Zhang Zhentian. However, you should also know that what he has done is not an exaggeration. As the famous Vice Dean of Heavenly Astral Academy, I'm sure you won't bully the weak. Zhang Tianhao suppressed his anger and spoke.
"Hmph, if I had known earlier, I would have known that you had a glib tongue. However, I won't bully the weak with the strong. How about this, you just have to take three of my palm strikes. After three... No matter whether you live or die, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, alright?" Guu Feiyun looked at Zhang Tianhao and said in a mocking tone.
"Senior, as a Martial King, not to mention three palm strikes, even if it's just one palm strike, this junior won't be able to withstand it. Not to mention Tianhao, please forgive me and let Tianhao go!" Zhang Yaobang fell to his knees and begged.
"Grandfather, get up. You don't need to beg him!" Zhang Tianhao said in a deep voice.
Zhang Yaobang ignored Zhang Tianhao and just looked at Guu Feiyun.
"Hmph, you only have two choices. First, let Zhang Tianhao take three of my palm strikes. Second, die!" Guu Feiyun was floating in the air, his face expressionless, and his body was filled with killing intent.