Disciple, you are invincible, go down the mountain and harm your fiancée.

"Master, it's true, what I said is true! The young master was really killed! Master..."

The man in black was kicked to the ground, his mouth full of blood. He got up and knelt on the ground, shouting in horror.

Wang Teng didn't believe this at all. He didn't believe that with his power in the pilgrimage place, who else would dare to kill his son in this pilgrimage place.

"You bitch, you don't know how to live or die, and you won't repent even when you are about to die. Come here! Drag him down and kill him!" Wang Teng said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes!"

Several disciples rushed up immediately and dragged the man in black down.

The soldier who reported the news screamed in horror: "Master... it's true... it's true, I didn't lie, everything I said is true, right on the edge of the pilgrimage site, Shaomen The Lord was really killed!”

This time, Wang Teng, the leader of the Pilgrimage Sect, could no longer remain calm!

There is no need to lie to a dying person. At the critical moment of beheading, there is no need for him to lie!

Thinking of this, he felt that something might be wrong about this matter, and said coldly: "Wait a minute, let him go!"

The guardian disciple obeyed the order and let go of the disciple in black.

Wang Teng asked coldly: "This sect leader will give you another chance. What's going on? To be honest, if you dare to lie to me, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"

The disciple who had narrowly escaped death said tremblingly: "Master, I am the disciple responsible for patrolling the edge of the pilgrimage site. A few hours ago, I saw the young master and a group of his friends meeting four people on the road. Unidentified warrior."

"The young sect leader hit them with his car. Those few people had a conflict with the young sect leader, and the warriors behind them started killing!"

"I saw from the surveillance there that those warriors killed the young sect leader's two guard elders, broke the young sect leader's neck, and then killed hundreds of guards!"

"When we arrived, those people had already left..."

The brother in black was shaking all over, and his voice was not loud at the end. He was suffering from huge fear. After saying these words, he collapsed on the ground.

Wang Teng was full of murderous intent and said in a cold voice: "Where is my son now..."

"Master... when we arrived... we saw... we saw corpses all over the street, young master..." The disciple in black did not dare to say any more.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible. Who dares to kill my son, my Wang Teng's son? This is impossible!" Wang Teng kept shaking his head, he didn't believe it at all.

"Let alone this pilgrimage site, or in this entire world, no one dares to kill my Wang Teng's son!"

"Even people in the martial arts world don't dare to kill my son. The most he can do is teach my son a lesson. How dare he kill him? It's absolutely impossible. I don't believe it!"

Correct!

Wang Teng, the leader of the pilgrimage gate, didn't believe it.

He had absolute self-confidence, and he did not believe that anyone would dare to kill his son.

He is the owner of the Pilgrimage Gate in the Holy Land, the uncrowned king. Who doesn't know the terror of his Pilgrimage Gate.

Even the forces in the ancient martial arts world would give him a thumbs-down.

Even people in the ancient martial arts world dare not touch his son. Who in the secular world can touch his son.

Looking at the sect master who still didn't believe it, the disciples in black became even more panicked.

Even though he was saying this, he still didn't believe it. Fortunately, the disciple in black knew the urinary properties of their sect leader, so he was extra prepared. He might have known that this would be the result.

"Master...I...I have ready-made photos here, look..."

With trembling hands, he took out the mobile phone on his body, opened the body of Mr. Wang with a drooping and weak head, and handed it to Wang Teng.

The moment he saw the photo, Wang Teng staggered, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Star!"

Wang Teng roared, grabbed the phone, and crushed it angrily. A terrifying aura erupted from his body, and the violence and murderous intent instantly enveloped the entire martial arts arena.

"Xing'er! My son, my son is dead!"

"My son, Wang Teng, was actually killed. Who was he? Who did it? I'm going to cut him into pieces and kill the nine tribes! Ah..."

Wang Teng roared to the sky, unabashedly erupting his aura, and his powerful aura shocked dozens of elders behind him.

As the head of the Pilgrimage Sect, Wang Teng has always been very strong, but no one knows how strong he is.

The breath that just burst out shocked them.

With this momentum alone, everyone present may not be their match.

Suddenly, the entire martial arts arena fell into deathly silence.

Everyone felt the sect leader's anger and shuddered.

The only sound in the field was Wang Teng's roar.

"Trash! Are Wang Qi and Wang Yong both trash? And Li Fengming, the three of them are trash, three saints, they can't protect my son, and there are hundreds of guards, but they can't even defeat a few of them. !”

"Trash! They're all trash. It's this group of trash that caused my Wang Teng's son to be killed. Bastard... damn things, trash..."

The angry Wang Teng roared and cursed to release the anger in his heart. After venting for a while, he gradually became calmer and began to think, remembering that something was wrong!

Then he said in a cold voice: "Come on, take me to see you!"

Soon, the leader of the Pilgrimage Sect led ten thousand disciples and dozens of elders to the burial place of his son as quickly as possible.

The moment he saw the scene, Wang Teng's anger burned in his chest again.

I saw the road stained red with blood, full of corpses, and the blood had solidified.

The flies and mosquitoes above were buzzing and buzzing, as if celebrating this hard-won meal.

Among the corpses, Wang Teng found his son!

His son's eyes were wide open, filled with an uneasy look, and his neck was drooping. It was obvious that his neck had been crushed!

There was still a look of terror on his face that had not dissipated. It was obvious that he was really scared at the moment of his death.

Looking at his son, Wang Teng didn't believe that this was his son. He still didn't believe that his son was killed like this.

"Xing'er...my son..."

Wang Teng's eyes were suddenly filled with blood red, and his body was shaking constantly because of anger and grief.

The evil aura and murderous aura in his body have almost become substantial!

"Ah...check! Check for me, find out for me who did this! I order you to find the murderer in half an hour, but everyone who walked on this road today will be arrested by me. , Anyone who dares to resist will be killed..."