Iron Cross Fire

Wen Xiaoyu looked Zhang Jue up and down: "Answer my question first!"

When saying this, Wen Xiaoyu's eyes were full of vigilance.

The person in front of you has unfathomable strength, so you must be extremely careful.

Um?

Zhang Jiao frowned and looked at Wen Xiaoyu with interest: "You are quite brave, you dare to talk to me like this!"

Zhang Jiao has a perverse temperament. If others had said so, he would have slapped him away. However, seeing Wen Xiaoyu's fearless look at this time, he was so brave despite his young age, and he immediately started to admire him.

The next second, Zhang Jue smiled slightly: "I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname, Zhang Jiao!"

Zhang Jiao?

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoyu's heart was shocked and he was stunned.

At the same time, Xue Li behind her was even more trembling, her eyes fixed on Zhang Jue, both shocked and resentful.

"Are you Zhang Jiao?"

A few seconds later, Xue Li reacted and shouted to Zhang Jiao: "You...why are you not dead?"

When she said this, Xue Li's delicate body trembled, and her heart became even more chaotic.

One day ago, Baima ordered someone to come over and send a message, saying that Zhang Jiao had been captured and killed, and his body was buried on Changsheng Island. Knowing the situation at that time, Xue Li felt much relieved.

Her husband's revenge has been avenged, and she has nothing to worry about anymore.

But Xue Li never expected that Zhang Jiao not only survived, but also found a place of seclusion for herself and her children.

At this moment, Wen Xiaoyu gradually came to his senses, his eyes were extremely red, and he locked eyes with Zhang Jue: "It was you who killed my father."

After the words fell, Wen Xiaoyu clenched his fists tightly.

"Your father?"

Zhang Jiao's face was full of doubts and he frowned: "Who is your father?"

Zhang Jiao has never met Wen Xiaoyu's mother and son, and he doesn't know that they are Wen Chou Chou's close family members.

call!

Wen Xiaoyu took a deep breath and said word by word: "My father is Wen Chou Chou, the master of the Changsheng Palace. Zhang Jiao, when you told my father and the Ouyang family that they were imprisoned in the Wutian Organization, forcing them to surrender, and later, you caused My father died on a cliff, and now everyone in Jiuzhou Continent knows about it!"

"Since you brought me here, don't even think about leaving alive today."

After the last word fell, Wen Xiaoyu flew up and came straight towards Zhang Jiao. At the same time, a powerful aura burst out from his whole body. In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted, and the power was amazing!

As the only son of Wen Chou Chou, Wen Xiaoyu is also a rare cultivation wizard. He has just turned sixteen this year, but he has already reached the realm of the third-level Martial Emperor.

"Xiaoyu..."

Seeing this scene, Xue Lifang's heart trembled and she couldn't help but scream.

Although his son is not weak in strength, the opponent is the world-famous Zhang Jiao. He has been famous for thousands of years, but his background is simply not comparable to his. How can he be an opponent if he fights alone? !

Anxiously, Xue Li wanted to rush over to stop him, but she was too weak and Wen Xiaoyu was too fast, so it was too late.

Wen Chou Chou’s son!

At this time, seeing Wen Xiaoyu burst out, Zhang Jiao frowned slightly without panicking at all.

"Avenge your father? Interesting!" Zhang Jiao said lightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone. Then, he slowly raised his right hand, slapped him lightly, and faced Wen Xiaoyu.

"Go to hell!"

Feeling Zhang Jiao's strength, Wen Xiaoyu did not dare to be careless and roared, directly activating all his internal energy.

I was shocked, and I had no time to dodge, so I had to hold Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly and charge forward! Yue Feng did not dare to be careless and mobilized all his internal strength to resist!

Bang!

In an instant, the two palms collided, and Wen Xiaoyu felt an overwhelming force. He groaned and was knocked back dozens of meters. When he landed, his face was pale, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Stabilizing his figure, Wen Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Jiao in horror, Ma De, the strength of this horn was simply too terrifying. With just a casual palm, he would have to exert all his strength to resist.

With such a huge disparity in strength, how could he avenge his father? !

"Xiaoyu!"

At the same time, Xue Li was even more nervous. After letting out a sweet cry, she quickly ran over to support Wen Xiaoyu: "How are you? Are you okay?"

Wen Xiaoyu shook his head and kept looking at Zhang Jiao, unable to conceal his shock and hatred.

"Boy! You are no match for me. If you attack rashly, you will just die!" Zhang Jiao said slowly with an arrogant expression.

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao's eyes flickered with a hint of complexity, and he continued: "Besides, I can tell you that I was not the one responsible for your father Wen Chou Chou's death."

What?

Hearing this, Wen Xiaoyu and Xue Li looked at each other and were stunned.

The next second, Wen Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask: "Who else are you?"

Zhang Jiao said with an indifferent expression: "He is the current Master of Changsheng Hall, Baima. He is now a complete villain, cunning and despicable. In the beginning, he pretended to be loyal to me in order to survive." He assured me that he was secretly monitoring Wen Chou Chou's. Every move. "

"Later, Yue Wuya led the Apocalypse Army to surround the Wutian Organization's main altar and wanted to rescue the Ouyang family. Wen Chou Chou took the opportunity to let the Ouyang family go. At that time, Baima was responsible for intercepting, and finally knocked your father off the cliff in the back mountain."

"After killing your father, Baima did not return to me. Instead, he took advantage of the chaos to leave and returned to Changsheng Island to become the master of the palace."

When he said this, Zhang Jiao was filled with anger, and his eyes flashed with coldness: "You will know what happened next even if I don't tell you. Baima confuses the public and says that Wen Chou Chou was killed by me. In fact, he is the real culprit."

this...

After hearing this, Wen Xiaoyu and Xue Li were completely stunned. They stood there, speechless for a long time.

The culprit who killed Wen Chouchou was Bai Ma?

But... Zhang Jiao is very cunning and not a good person. Can his words be trusted?

Huh!

Finally, Wen Xiaoyu reacted and questioned Zhang Jiao: "Words are not enough. Who knows if you are trying to sow discord between me and Bai Ma!"

Speaking of which, Wen Xiaoyu and Bai Ma had no friendship. Even when Wen Chouchou just became the master of the hall, he had some grievances with Bai Ma. But then again, even if the relationship was not good, they were all from the Changsheng Hall and belonged to their own people.

And Zhang Jiao was notorious and a well-known villain in the Jiuzhou Continent.

"Haha..."

Faced with Wen Xiaoyu's questioning, Zhang Jiao was stunned at first, and then laughed up to the sky.

"Although I, Zhang Jue, act as I please, I am open and aboveboard. There is no need to lie to you." Zhang Jue sneered and said, his expression was full of arrogance: "I did it. Even if I am cursed by the world, I will admit it, but the person who killed your father was indeed not me."

After the last sentence fell, Zhang Jue stood with his hands behind his back, extremely arrogant.

After hearing this, Wen Xiaoyu and Xue Li were silent again.

After a few minutes, Xue Li reacted, and her delicate face was full of grief and indignation: "Bai Ma, this hypocrite, said before that he wanted to avenge her husband, but it turns out that he is the real culprit."

After the voice fell, Wen Xiaoyu also clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Such a despicable villain actually became the master of the hall. It is simply a joke of the Changsheng Hall."

At this time, the mother and son have figured it out.

Although Zhang Jue is not a good person, he is a well-known big man in the world after all, and he is very arrogant. If he is the culprit, there is no need to explain so laboriously.

Moreover, with his strength, it is almost easy to deal with his mother and daughter, without wasting words.

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