Wrath of the Immortal

"You want to build two coffins?"

Zeng Weiyuan was confused and asked subconsciously.

His mind was a little confused, and he even felt that he had heard wrongly.

This kid is crazy! Use golden nanmu to build a coffin?

Only dead people use coffins!

Could it be that this kid wants to waste all the treasures of heaven and earth on a dead man?

Zeng Weiyuan's mouth twitched when he thought that a large amount of golden nanmu would be needed to build a coffin.

If we really agree to the other party's request, I'm afraid there won't be much left of the golden nanmu that the Zeng family has accumulated over the years.

"Give me enough golden nanmu and I will let him go."

Xiao Chen glanced at Zeng Dalong's Nascent Soul in his hand and said sincerely.

"Fellow Taoist, this matter is of great importance and I cannot do it. Please allow me to ask my ancestor for instructions."

Zeng Weiyuan did not agree immediately. He thought for a moment before speaking.

He can become the patriarch of the Zeng family. He is by no means an ordinary person. He also has a deep city.

In the current situation, you can't make the other party angry. You need to stabilize it first.

As long as he meets the ancestor and discusses it, no matter what the outcome is, he does not have to take responsibility.

"As the head of the Zeng family, can't you make the decision on this matter?"

Xiao Chen sneered, and he could tell at a glance that this guy had no good intentions.

"Everything I say is true, why don't fellow Taoists believe it?"

Zeng Weiyuan had a straight face, showing an unhappy look.

"I want it now, should I take it or not?"

Xiao Chen's face darkened and he immediately exerted force on his wrist.

A huge force instantly entered Zeng Dalong's body.

Zeng Dalong's Nascent Soul was shaking violently, and he was about to lose his soul.

"Fellow Taoist, calm down, as long as you don't kill him, everything is easy to discuss!"

Zeng Weiyuan couldn't bear to see his clan members die tragically, so he quickly said loudly.

"I'll give you three breaths to think about it. Either give me the golden nanmu or watch him die?"

Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was even colder and ruthless.

"I dare to ask my friend, what kind of coffin should be built?"

Zeng Weiyuan glanced at the coffin behind Xiao Chen and made a decision in his heart.

If he just made the same coffin, with his power, he could go to the warehouse and get it.

When the time comes, I will tell the ancestor about this by the way, and then make the next step.

Even if the other party left with the golden nanmu, Zeng Weiyuan was not worried at all.

In the Eastern Sea, no one can snatch the treasure away from the Zeng family's sphere of influence.

Even if Xiao Chen escapes to the ends of the earth, he still has the ability to find the other party and take back the golden nanmu.

"Huangchangticuo, it will never rot for thousands of years!"

Xiao Chen looked solemn and spoke word by word.

Hearing this, Zeng Weiyuan was startled.

To build such a coffin, an unimaginable amount of golden nanmu is needed.

Even if all the Zeng family's savings were spent, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that much.

"Fellow Taoist, are you kidding me?"

Zeng Weiyuan smiled bitterly and said speechlessly.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Xiao Chen looked gloomy and asked solemnly.

"Boy, I think it's a lie that you want golden nanmu, but it's true that you want to cause trouble for the Zeng family."

"There are so many golden nanmu trees, don't think our family can't get them!"

"All the golden nanmu in the entire Eastern Sea cannot be built into two coffins like this."

"..."

Zeng Weiyuan had already made up his mind. Since he couldn't reach an agreement, he had no choice but to give up on Zeng Dalong and kill the other party.

"court death!!!"

Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, and he quickly scanned the opponent's body, about to crush Zeng Dalong's Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Taoist, you have to think carefully. Do you really want to be an enemy of the Zeng family?"

Zeng Weiyuan's face looked very ugly. He touched the storage bag on his waist and was ready for a fight.

"If you don't do what I say, there will be no Zeng Family in the Eastern Sea."

Xiao Chen ignored Zeng Weiyuan's threat and said domineeringly.

Immediately afterwards, he crushed Zeng Dalong's Nascent Soul in front of Zeng Weiyuan.

"What a loud tone. I want to see how you can remove the Zeng family."

Zeng Weiyuan's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he laughed angrily.

After saying that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out his magic weapon.

It was a war sickle, with a crescent-shaped blade emitting a strange red light.

At the same time, Zeng Dahu also used his magic weapon, looking like he wanted to avenge his elder brother.

The battle is about to break out.

The surrounding atmosphere became tense.

Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't pay attention to the two people in front of him at all.

With a thought in his mind, the small bronze sword suspended in front of him went straight towards Zeng Weiyuan.

The small sword has been refined many times, and its speed is astonishing.

In a flash, he arrived in front of Zeng Weiyuan.

"Boy, if you dare to kill my Zeng family, I will make it impossible for you to live or die..."

Seeing the flying little sword, Zeng Weiyuan's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he controlled the war sickle to fly over.

"Brother, rest in peace! I will avenge you right now..."

Zeng Dahu roared angrily, controlled the magic weapon, and attacked Xiao Chen from the side.

Xiao Chen raised his right hand and pointed at Zeng Dahu who was not far away.

The magical fingers of heaven and earth were used, and in an instant, they came to Zeng Dahu.

Poor Zeng Dahu was hit by the finger before he could see what kind of spell it was.

"ah!!!"

A scream echoed.

Zeng Dahu's soul was shattered, and his body fell from mid-air and smashed into the sea water.

"Big Tiger..."

Zeng Weiyuan was distraught, his eyes full of shock.

He never expected that the opponent's spell would be so powerful.

Yuan Ying stage monks like Zeng Dahu were actually killed instantly.

"What kind of magical power do you have?"

Zeng Weiyuan was a little scared and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Kill your magical power!"

As soon as Xiao Chen finished speaking, he hit Zeng Weiyuan with another finger.

At the same time, Xiaojian disappeared out of thin air.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Zeng Weiyuan.

At such a close distance, Zeng Weiyuan had no time to cast defensive spells and could only raise his sickle to resist.

The small sword fell on the war scythe, and with a bang, the war scythe collapsed immediately.

After his natal magic weapon was defeated, Zeng Weiyuan trembled all over and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the magical fingers of heaven and earth flew towards Zeng Weiyuan and penetrated into Zeng Weiyuan's body.

At that moment, Zeng Weiyuan sensed the breath of death, immediately gave up his physical body, and his Nascent Soul left his body.

As soon as Zeng Weiyuan's Nascent Soul appeared in mid-air, he used teleportation to escape.

"Where to run..."

Xiao Chen took a step forward, quickly caught up, and directly grabbed Zeng Weiyuan's Nascent Soul in his hand.

The moment he caught it, Xiao Chen was surprised to find that the opponent's Nascent Soul was about to self-destruct.

"not good!!!"

Xiao Chen secretly screamed, suddenly threw Nascent Soul, and retreated a hundred feet away.

"Boom!!!"

The sound of the explosion reverberated, and a powerful shock wave instantly arrived in front of Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen waved his sleeves to defeat the shock wave, and then looked around.

"Boy, if you want to kill me, you are still a little immature..."

Thousands of miles away, Zeng Weiyuan appeared out of thin air and sneered.

Xiao Chen was secretly shocked. Jiang was still very tough. He hadn't encountered such a difficult opponent in a long time.

In such a situation, Zeng Weiyuan was able to remain calm and skillfully used the substitute technique.

"Really?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips and smiled and did not continue the pursuit.

"I have contacted the ancestor. Today, you will definitely die!"

When Zeng Weiyuan spoke, he flew towards the Zeng family island at the fastest speed.

"Stop running away, the King of Heaven is here, and you won't survive today!"

Xiao Chen sighed, waved his hand, and grabbed Zeng Dahu's storage bag in his hand.

"Mysterious..."

Zeng Weiyuan looked disdainful, and his foot speed became a little faster.

Just when he flew to the edge of the island, Zeng Weiyuan looked ecstatic when he saw his ancestor flying towards him.

"Ancestor, that man destroyed my body, help me take revenge..."

As soon as Zeng Weiyuan finished speaking, the next words of the Zeng family ancestor made him stunned.

"Show mercy!!!"

As the ancestor of the Zeng family flew over, he suddenly shouted loudly behind Zeng Weiyuan.