People Are Martial Arts, Drinking Becomes Stronger!

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of me like the ice of The Underworld,

Wanyan Honglie's heart trembled, his hands trembled, and he was terrified.

And Wanyan Kang's legs went limp, and he collapsed directly to the ground, his gaze was dull, and his mind went blank.

He never dreamed that such a god-like Practitioner still exists in the world today.

Jiang Hao first put away the sword in his hand, then stepped lightly on his feet, and in a flash, he came in front of these two people.

At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back, with a slight smile on his face, and said lightly:

"So what now? It seems that the thousands of troops you rely on are not as powerful as you imagined."

Then Jiang Hao seemed to have thought of something, and with a smile on his face, he waved to the dumbfounded Yang Tiexin, motioning him to come over.

However, Yang Tiexin seemed to have been dumbfounded, as if he didn't hear it, he stood there blankly.

Mu Nianci who was on the side hurriedly pulled his adoptive father to Jiang Hao's body.

Jiang Hao looked at Yang Tiexin, then at Yan Kang, and said with a light smile:

"Although you are your own father and son, you look very different!"

"What!?"

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Tiexin, who was still in a sluggish complexion, was startled and woke up in an instant. Then he remembered that this person had just said that his wife and son were still alive, and immediately fell to his knees and begged:

"Master Immortal, please tell me, he...is he really my son?"

But Wanyan Honglie's complexion turned pale instantly, his whole body trembled, and his teeth creaked.

Wan Yankang's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can such a lowly person be my father? I am the son of King Zhao of the Jin Kingdom, and I have a noble status. How dare you humiliate me? I?"

Seeing his adoptive father kneeling down and begging, Mu Nianci bit his red lips lightly, and then fell to his knees.

Jiang Hao stretched out his hand and lifted the two people up.

Then he said lightly: "I said yes, then of course it is, let me ask you, your mother's name is Bao Xiruo々?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Tiexin's heart instantly rose to his throat.

But Wanyan Kang paused, and asked in disbelief: "You...how did you know my mother's name?"

And that Wanyan Honglie lowered his head, his face was as pale as paper, his fists were clenched tightly, and his expression was complicated.

Jiang Hao smiled slightly and said softly:

"Since you don't believe me, let me tell you a story from the past..."

Afterwards, Jiang Hao talked about the old days of Duan Niujia Village.

Yang Tiexin's expression on the side was sometimes angry, sometimes frightened, sometimes unwilling, and there was a green aura on his body.

But there was a stormy sea in my heart.

"This person is really a fairy! He actually knows everything about this old incident clearly!"

After telling the story, Jiang Hao took the Calabash from Huang Rong and took a sip of it.

Then he looked at Wanyan Honglie and Wanyan Kang with a smile on his face, admiring the terrified or complicated expressions of these two.

"Wanyan Kang, no, I should call you Yang Kang now, the old man in front of you is your biological father, why? Why don't you kneel down and pay respects to your father now?"

Yang Tiexin's body trembled, and he looked at Yang Kang excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation.

But Yang Kang looked like a madman, roaring crazily:

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible, how can I be the son of this lowly man! I am the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin!"

Then he looked at Wanyan Honglie, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Father, am I your own son? You tell me, I must be your son! Right?"

After Wanyan Honglie hesitated for a moment, he let out a long sigh, pointed at Yang Tiexin and said:

"Kang'er, that person is right. Father Wang is not your biological father, he...he is your biological father."

"No"

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you are all lying to me! You are all lying to me!"

Yang Kang roared hoarsely, with tears streaming down his face, as pitiful as a dying beast.

Huang Rong snorted softly, and said with contempt on her face: "You really are a bastard, you are so greedy for power and wealth, you don't even recognize your own biological father, not to mention that Wanyan Honglie is the murderer who caused your family to disperse, how dare you Still admitting a thief as a father here, shameless villain, disgusting!"

Mu Nianci at the side also had eyes full of anger, and clenched a pair of white jade-like fists.

She never dreamed that this man who was supposed to be her foster brother was so unbearable, even disgusting!

At this time, Jiang Hao put down the Calabash, the wine in his hand, stretched his waist, and looked at Wanyan Honglie.

Then he suddenly flashed a killing intent in his eyes, and said lightly:

'‥々 Now that the truth has come to light, you bastard who waits for revenge should be on your way!"

Then he folded his fingers into a sword, tapped in the air, and a Sword Ray flickered.

Wanyan Honglie just wanted to speak, but he felt dizzy for a while, he couldn't speak, and couldn't use any strength.

"Father! You...what's wrong with you?"

Yang Kang looked at his "father" in horror, only to see that the center of his brow was split, and a bloodstain gradually appeared.

Then he fell to the ground on his back, and he rushed up to check.

But to his horror, he discovered that Wanyan Honglie was already dead!

"Father!? What's wrong with you, Father?"

Then she raised her head with him, her pupils filled with blood, and said heart-piercingly:

"You devil! You devil! Why did I meet you!? I used to be the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin! I have nothing now! I have nothing! You want me to be that lowly person Son, dream!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the long spear dropped by the soldiers beside him, exhausted all his strength, and stabbed viciously at Yang Tiexin.

Yang Tiexin saw his own son's hideous appearance, killing him like a ghost, all thoughts in his heart were lost, and he didn't dodge, letting the iron gun stab at him.

"Go to hell! You pariah!"

clang!

The tip of the iron gun pierced an air barrier, causing a burst of ripples.

Blocked by an invisible force, unable to advance Half step again.

He looked up at Jiang Hao bitterly, but the fear in his heart made him dare not sweat.

Huang Rong on the side said disdainfully: "You know that man is your biological father, but you can still kill him, you really are a beast."

There was also a trace of coldness in Jiang Hao's eyes, and he said lightly: "You don't want to be the son of a lowly man, but I just want to let you know what kind of life these lowly people live! You think you are born noble, then I I will drive you into the mud, and let you also taste the taste of despicableness."