Chapter 2318

At that moment, Wang Temple song's body felt struck by lightning.

I'm completely frozen. I can't move.

The scar left on this wooden pillar was left by Wang Simi's blood knife. The structure of this bloody knife is different from the ordinary blade. Therefore, the scar left on the wooden post is also different from the ordinary one.

It can be clearly identified at a glance.

Wang Temple song's brain has been a blank.

There is a picture in my mind

When he pushed open the door of his father's study, his sword was stuck on the cold wall.

However, he also saw that there was still a scar on his father As like as two peas on the wooden column.

"No way..."

Wang Temple song's face suddenly turned pale.

Slowly looking back, looking at the elder brother Wang Si Mo who is being helped up by the Wang family members.

Wang Temple song is shivering all over, as if falling into an ice cave.

In my mind, the scars on my father and the knife marks on the wooden pillar behind him are replayed repeatedly.

"No, No Wang Temple song shakes his head, "must be I remember wrong."

Wang Temple song murmured to himself, subconsciously retreated, leaning against that wooden pillar, and his whole strength seemed to have been emptied. He was extremely resistant to that possibility.

"No way!"

Wang Temple song looks at the front without light.

Fortunately, the attention of all the people in the Wang family is now on the young master Wang Si Mo, and no one has noticed the difference of Wang Si song.

"You're OK, big brother." Wang Siyun handed the blood knife back to Wang Temple Mo and asked repeatedly.

The corner of the mouth of Wang Si Mo spills blood. With his hand, he looks up and stares at the front in disbelief.

Among the disciples of the blood clothes sect, his talent ranks at the top. Otherwise, he will not be accepted as a disciple by the Dharma protector. However, today, he was defeated by an unknown teenager who was much younger than himself.

Rolling compaction.

Wang Temple ink with the blood knife in his hand to support the body, staring at Luo Feng, eyes flash hatred and unwilling.

At this time, Wang Si Cong had just arrived at the stone steps at the entrance of Wang's residence.

Kneel down solemnly, kowtow, and step up the stone steps.

"Dad, I'm back." Wang Si Cong's eyes were red.

"Stop." At this time, a parent Wang drank subconsciously.

Whew!

A flying knife flew by, almost touching the old man's ear.

Your old Wang's body suddenly tightened, his whole body was filled with cold air, he did not move, his eyes were wide open, he was terrified, and he did not dare to say anything more.

Many people gathered on both sides of Qingshi street, and more and more people came to see the excitement.

Some people just arrived and saw Wang Temple Cong stepping into Wang's house, but he was surprised and exclaimed, "what's the matter? Am I not dazzled? "

"Isn't that the fourth young master of the Wang family? How did he get in? The rest of the Wangs are still outside. "

"There's a river of blood. What's going on here?"

Many of the new arrivals are confused and can't wait to find out the truth.

Soon, on both sides of Qingshi street, all kinds of sounds rang out, among them, the most repeated three words Jiang Xingchen.

A little-known young man suddenly rose up and fought against the power of the whole royal family. Finally, he protected Wang Sicong and stepped into the royal residence safely.

No one dares to stop.

No one can stop it.

"Young Jiang Xingchen?" Many people were shocked, "are there really such amazing performances? Just a teenager. "

"I'll just lie to you. How many people have witnessed it today."

"Didn't you see that after Wang Si Cong entered the Wang family, no one dared to follow him in?"

The sun shining on the earth, more and more ignited the enthusiasm of bystanders.

"What is the origin of Jiang Xingchen?" An old man of the Wang family looked unwilling and said angrily, "today, the Wangs are disgraced. They are given by him alone."

"Big brother, what should we do now?" Wang Siyun also hated to gnash his teeth and tried his best to make the best of his family. Even if Wang Simo had done it himself, he was defeated by Jiang Xingchen alone. Wang Siyun felt helpless at the moment.

In the full view of the public, many members of the Wang family felt their faces hot and dull.

Wang Temple Mo took a miraculous elixir and recovered from the injury.

"Wolf sword, I found out." At this time, an old man of the royal family strode over, still holding a worn-out scroll in his hand. "Many years ago, in the imperial list of the Xianhuang region, there was an independent monk who occupied the top 50. The famous unique skill of sanxiu is just the wolf sword technique that Jiang Xingchen is using today

"The top 50 in the imperial list?" Many people in the Wang family have changed their faces. For the Wang family, this is simply a giant.

"I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear. I've been talking about it for hundreds of years. Moreover, the monk was killed in the crossing of the robberies, and his wolf swordsmanship has no successor." The old man of the Wang family opened his mouth in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that Jiang Xingchen should display the wolf swordsmanship that has disappeared for hundreds of years today. I also checked Jiang Xingchen's information. He was an orphan living in the sewage river area. He entered the snow girl peak half a year ago and disappeared for half a year. He returned to the snow night city a few days ago. Therefore, I dare to guess that it was in the half year since the disappearance of xuenv peak that Jiang Xingchen got the inheritance of wolf swordsmanship left by the elder sanxiu. ""A bastard who has lost his fortune." Wang Temple Cloud Pooh.

"I don't think he's lucky." The corner of Wang Temple's ink mouth wiped Sen Han, "it's just so right. I was worried that Jiang Xingchen's strength might have been worshipped by a powerful sect. It turned out that it was just inherited from a dead man."

Wang Temple Mo stares at the direction of the door, "today, he not only wants to die, but also offers a strong cultivation method to my bloody door."

"That's right. When the elder of the blood clothes sect comes, there is no doubt that Jiang Xingchen will die." Wang Temple Cloud vibration voice.

"Young master." At this time, an elder of the Wang family couldn't help asking, "the elder of the blood clothes door..."

"The two martial brothers of crossing the border will arrive at one o'clock in the afternoon." Wang Temple Mo looked up at the sky, "now It should be coming. "

Cross the border!

As the words fell, many Wang family members suddenly showed fanaticism.

For them, those who are strong in crossing the border are big people who are superior.

"If the strong one comes, Jiang Xingchen will have to pay the price of offending my Wang family, no matter how arrogant Jiang Xingchen is."

"With the eldest young master in, there is hope for the Wang family. As long as Jiang Xingchen and Wang Sicong die, the eldest young master will be the new master of our Wang family."

"Wait for a moment at noon, that will be the death of Jiang Xingchen."

The Wang family, who originally looked decadent and depressed, suddenly raised their spirits and got excited. Their eyes were shining in succession. It seemed that they could not wait to see the strong people crossing the river and crush the stars.