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Chapter seven hundred and eleven: the end of the funeral

Ning Caichen came and left again. Time was only a moment. In fact, even Ning Caichen just now was not the original deity, but just an external incarnation. But even so, in the eyes of everyone, even if Ning Caichen's incarnation was like Ning Caichen's original deity came in person-

"Greatly send your Majesty!"

Wei Zhuang, Bai Feng, Chi Lian, Li Xiaoyao, Song Qing, Lin Zhennan, Zhou Yi and others bent down to salute to the void until Ning Caichen's incarnation completely disappeared, and several people stood up. At the same time, as Ning Caichen disappeared, the invisible trend also disappeared. At this moment, everyone felt a sense of ease in their whole body and mind. It was really that Ning Caichen had put too much pressure on them just now, even if it was just an incarnation.

Everyone present watched Ning Caichen disappear. Wei Zhuang and others were fine, and they seemed very calm. However, at this moment, people from aristocratic families such as Li Chun were like falling into an ice cave. Ning Caichen came and went quickly, but all they left were fear and deep cold. As strong as Shen Lang, they were also directly erased by Ning Caichen. At this moment, they finally clearly realized the gap between the two sides. The most important thing was that they felt Ning Caichen's murderous intention towards them. Even Shen Lang and Ning Caichen did not give the other party more chance to speak, or in other words, Ning Caichen obviously planned to kill them all, including Shen Lang, so as soon as they came out, they directly killed Shen Lang, and they were too lazy to say more.

What kind of decisiveness is this? It can also be seen that Ning Cai’s attitude towards them was not intended to give them a chance at all, but wanted to kill them directly, especially the words before Ning Caichen left - the whole family was killed, and no one was left behind!

A very calm sentence made the people present fall into an ice cave!

"Why? Why is this happening? Will Ning Jinzhi really want to fight the death with our aristocratic families?" Li Chun murmured to himself, his eyes full of shock, anger, regret, and despair. He really didn't expect that Ning Caichen would be so resolute and give them no room for leeway. Shen Lang's death directly shattered the last slightest fantasy in his heart. He knew that the Li family was over, not only the Li family, but most of the aristocratic families in the Central Plains were over.

There was a kind of unwillingness, anger, despair, and regret in his heart. Ning Caichen was too determined and really chose to attack them and kill them all without any scruples, completely ignoring the influence of these aristocratic families in the Central Plains. Li Chun had thought of this possibility, but every time he thought of this, he was ignored by himself, or it was caused by the desire and luck in his heart. People were like this. In the face of interests, they like to think about everything well and ignore the possibility of as bad as possible. Li Chun was the same, but the result was indeed so heavy.

"Langer, Langer...why, why is this happening..."

Shen Taijun was a little crazy, with his hair disheveled. Looking at the place where Shen Lang died, a red liquid flowed out of his eyes. This was blood and tears. Shen Lang's death completely made Shen Taijun collapse. At this moment, she was no longer as high as before. Ning Caichen's appearance and Shen Lang's death completely destroyed the pride and lofty in his heart. Shen Bijun was wearing a red outfit, but his hair was scattered. He stood beside Shen Taijun, but his eyes were a little hollow, and two lines of clear tears slid from his cheeks on both sides.

"Grandma, we were all wrong..." Chen Bijun looked at Chen Taijun beside him, and said with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of sadness and regret, but in the end he became determined. Then, Chen Bijun raised his right hand and slapped his palm on his heart.

"Jun'er" "Bijun!"

Chen Taijun screamed sadly, and Li Shentong's face changed drastically. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Chen Bijun took action too quickly. Without waiting for the two of them to react, he slapped his chest with a palm. The next moment, Chen Bijun squirted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell backwards.

"Jun'er!" Chen Taijun rushed over to catch the fallen Chen Bijun, and the two lines of blood marks under her eyes were clearly visible.

"Grandma, Jun'er, go see your father first... Cough... wow!"

Lying in Shen Taijun's arms, Chen Bijun had only time to say a word, then a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his pupils quickly dissipated, and his arms fell to the ground weakly, losing their vitality. Her palm just now had directly shattered her heart and veins, and cut off her vitality.

"Jun'er, Jun'er..." Chen Taijun's eyes cried and bloody, holding Chen Bijun's body, kept calling, thinking that Chen Bijun would wake up.

"Bi Jun." Li Shentong's eyes turned red and two lines of tears flowed out. The marriage between Chen and Li families may be largely due to interests, but he himself did not have love for Chen Bi Jun. Seeing his beloved death, even Li Shentong couldn't stop feeling a great sorrow in his heart at this moment, like a sharp sword piercing his heart, and a great hatred: "Ning Jinzhi!"

Li Shentong whistled for a long time, his eyes turned red, and he hated Ning Caichen to the extreme. Today was his day of great joy, but because of Ning Caichen, the joyful event became a funeral.

"Hmph, looking for death!" Hearing Li Shentong calling Ning Caichen's name directly, Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, and his eyes were cold. The next moment, he took action and slapped it with his right hand, transforming into a huge palm, covering the space and taking it directly.

"Go away!" Li Chun's face changed, and he pushed Li Shentong away with his palm, and at the same time, he punched him out and faced Weizhuang.

"Father!" Li Shentong's face changed and he looked at Li Chun.

"See a way to escape." Li Chun glanced at Li Shentong with a cold expression. At this moment, his face was calm and he did not have too much emotion, but there was a kind of determination. The next moment, a powerful aura that was far stronger burst out from Li Chun, and red flames appeared on his whole body, and then he wanted Wei Zhuang to slap him.

This is Li Chun’s direct sublimation of the extreme realm!

"Father!"

Li Shentong's eyes were bloodshot and tears were falling. He knew that this was Li Chun who wanted to fight to the death to hold Wei Zhuang back and give him a chance to escape.

"boom!"

On the other side, the earth exploded and the rocks penetrated the sky. It was Song Qing who suddenly attacked Wang Yue.

"Song Qing!"

Wang Yue's roar sounded, and there was a shocking scar on his chest. It seemed that his body was almost split in half. On the ground next to him, there was a headless corpse. It was Wang Teng. Song Qing suddenly took action. Although Wang Yue had been on guard, he still suffered a loss. Not only was he injured, but Wang Teng was directly killed by Song Qing with one knife. Although Wang Teng is also a master of half-step martial arts magic, he is not a martial arts magic magic after all, and he is not a martial arts magic magic magic magic. Zhao Yun is a fierce man like the half-step martial arts magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic magic. Moreover, Song Qing is also a first-class martial arts magic master. After this knife, Wang Teng died immediately.

"Those who are enemies with Your Majesty will die!"

Song Qing had a calm face, but his sharp eyes were like a blade. As he spoke, he had already rushed towards Wang Yue again.

"Boom boom boom!" "Puchi...ah!"

The earth collapsed, Wei Zhuang slapped it with a palm, and Li Chun was slapped on the ground by him. The earth was directly shot out of a big pit, and countless people died directly under Wei Zhuang's palm.

"Swish!" "Swish!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Li Shentong took a step forward and turned into a stream of light to escape, but at this moment, a red lightning flew out, blocking Li Shentong's way, and Chi Lian took action.

"Chilian!" Li Shentong roared.

"You stay, too, everyone here will die today."

Bai Feng's cold voice sounded, and as he spoke, his figure had appeared above Li Shentong's head. Bai Feng was good at speed. When he was still in the half-step martial arts realm, his speed was almost as good as some martial arts masters. Now he has broken through to the martial arts realm, and his speed cannot be compared with Japanese.

"boom!"

The void shook, Bai Feng stood above Li Shentong's head and slapped it with her palm.

"Let's go, let's leave here first!"

Li Xiaoyao's face changed, and when he waved his hand, he directly wrapped around Lin Zhennan, Lin Yueru, Zhou Yi and a group of soldiers took Fei away directly.

"Boom!"

The war broke out quickly, but it ended very quickly. Li Chun's body was slapped into blood mist by Wei Zhuang's palm in the void, and Li Shentong was also beheaded by Bai Feng.

"Song Qing!"

Wang Yue's roar resounded throughout the world, but his body had been cut in half by Song Qing's knife. In terms of strength, Wang Yue and Song Qing were not very different. They were both first-class martial arts and magical powers. But the most important thing was that at this moment, Wang Yue was in a mess, while Song Qing was as powerful as a rainbow.
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