Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Destructive form!    

Just like that, the aggressive Zhao Family Martial Cultivator was exterminated by Ling Tian alone.    

Only after a long while did the people of Mount Meng Sect finally react, as the wind was bringing them a nauseating smell of blood.    

Looking at Ling Tian's back figure, his entire body could not help but tremble.    

"Sect Master, I'm sorry. I accidentally used too much force to kill all these people. I wonder if it will affect your Mount Meng Sect. "    

Ling Tian turned around and looked at Meng Da.    

What he was worried about was whether the Mount Meng Sect would suffer from revenge.    

"Now that all of the Zhao Family's members have been annihilated by Young Master, I presume the problem is not too big, the Sect in Zhao City has been bullied for a long time and has been suffering unspeakably, this time, the entire city will celebrate, as long as the branch family within the eight cities does not cause trouble, the Mount Meng Sect should be fine."    

Meng Da pursed his lips and said.    

"Eight cities, I will strengthen the mountain protection Array once again. If there are still people coming to cause trouble in the future, it's better for all of you to not come out."    

Ling Tian thought about it and said.    

He couldn't always protect the Mount Meng Sect.    

"This one understands, Young Master can rest assured."    

"Right. As for those eight cities, I will naturally go and handle them as well."    

Ling Tian nodded, and retrieved the Storage Ring from zhuangtan's corpse. The Spiritual consciousness entered and absorbed, but it did not find anything precious.    

However, in the next moment, he suddenly frowned and fished out an invitation card from his ring.    

Opening the invitation card, it turned out to be an invitation for a wedding.    

However, on the invitation card, there were both names and images of men and women. The moment he saw the names and images, Ling Tian's killing intent immediately swept out and ignited the entire mountain range.    

Zi Wan, Zhao Quan!    

On the invitation card, the woman was actually also called Zi Wan, and that image, if it wasn't the Zi Wan from Ziyun Sect, who else could it be!?    

Instantly, each and every memory of Zi Wan surged into Ling Tian's mind.    

At that time, Zi Wan had suffered greatly from the bullying of others, and suffered greatly.    

In Hundred Herbs Peak, Xiao Chuchen had made things very difficult for her.    

In the Golden Body Hall, Xiao Chuchen was slandering her for stealing Spiritual Herbal Medicine s to sell.    

Zi Wan was a weak little woman, she had already endured too much injustice in the world.    

Now, in the Ji State, would she still have to endure such humiliation?    

Ling Tian definitely would not believe that Zi Wan was truly willing to marry that so-called Zhao Quan, absolutely not.    

Zi Wan must have been coerced.    

Zi Wan, you must be feeling wronged again!    

Ling Tian's fury, in this one, could not be suppressed.    

Although he did not have that kind of thought about Zi Wan between males and females.    

However, if anyone dared to bully Zi Wan, he, Ling Tian, no matter who they were, must make them pay with their lives!    

Die, everyone who bullied Zi Wan deserved to die!    

"Ping Yang City, Zhao Family!"    

Below the invitation was the address of the wedding.    

"Ping Yang City? Sir, Ping Yang City is one of the eight great cities of Jinnan, and is the main city that governs us. The Ping Yang City Zhao Family is controlled by the sixth branch of the Zhao Family, one of the seven big branches of the Ji State, and they are very powerful.    

Meng Da rolled his eyes and said.    

"I don't care who it is, I'm going to die. I don't need to think, do you understand!?"    

Ling Tian turned around and looked at them. Meng Da and the others were shocked and kept backing up.    

The current Ling Tian was like a murderous demon, simply too frightening.    

"Yes, yes."    

Meng Da could not help but nod his head.    

"I will flatten Ping Yang City's Zhao Family as well. You guys, take care!"    

With that said, Ling Tian's figure flickered, and in the span of a few breaths, he disappeared from everyone's sight.    

After a long while, the people from the Mount Meng Sect could not recover from their shock.    

Everything had happened in such an illusory fashion.    

Ping Yang City was about five thousand kilometers away from the Mount Meng Sect, and was one of the eight great cities located south of the Ji State.    

The Zhao Family wielded great power in the Ji State. Aside from the main family located in the heart of the Jinnan, which protected the outside of the city, the other seven branches controlled the remaining seven cities.    

In this place, they were basically the local tyrants. Regardless of whether it was the other Sect or the other aristocratic families, they all followed the Zhao Family. No one dared to resist.    

That was because the strength of the Zhao Family was simply too powerful. Let alone the fact that they had Prince Rong s backing them, even the number of primordial spirit power s in the Zhao Family numbered more than one.    

Moreover, there was also Zhao Wuliang who was in charge of the allied army, as well as the current popular Zhao Wuji in the Zhong State.    

Therefore, the Zhao Family had existed in the Ji State for almost a thousand years and was deeply rooted. Even the Marquis of Ji State would not be able to move them.    

Today, in the Zhao Family Mansion in Ping Yang City, the lights and decorations were on, the disciples in the clan were all dressed in brand-new black and red robes, standing straight and upright like javelins by the side of the hall, they were all in high spirits, looking extremely imposing.    

They had always been arrogant and domineering, but today, the sixth master of the Zhao Family was happy to take in a concubine. They would naturally smile and ask for money.    

Not only that, they heard that their master had recently come out of closed door cultivation because his cultivation had greatly improved. He had even touched the boundaries of the origin soul, and perhaps in a hundred years, he would be able to break through to the origin soul.    

If that was the case, then the sixth branch of the Zhao Clan would surely rise in power as well.    

All of these made the hearts of the disciples of the Zhao Family in Ping Yang City brimmed with pride.    

The Zhao Family was located outside of Ping Yang's city on the Howling Tiger Mountain.    

Although its size was not as big as Yun State's former number one Sect, its aura was still not far off.    

And this was only the bloodline of the Zhao Family. It could be seen how flourishing the Zhao Family was in the Ji State.    

The level difference between the Ji State's martial arts and the Yunzhou Martial Art's was simply too great.    

At this moment, the entire Zhao Family, from the foot of the mountain to the main hall, was filled with a joyous atmosphere.    

The two sides of the main hall of the Zhao Family were filled with guests. Although the sky was gradually darkening, there were Night Pearls everywhere, making the entire Zhao Family as bright as day.    

At this moment, the Sect s from the various families or families who had come to the vicinity of Ping Yang City were discussing softly. Their gazes swept towards the direction of the main hall, and all of them revealed reverence.    

Inside the main hall, there were no less than a hundred Martial Cultivator s, but all of them were people with profound cultivation. Among them, the weakest were all in Golden Body Peak, and among them, there were more than twenty Dharma Idol Master s.    

The one who sat on the main seat was the Patriarch of the sixth branch of the Zhao Family, Master Zhao Liu, Zhao Quan.    

Zhao Quan looked at him and saw that he was a Martial Cultivator in his forties, his face was white and clean, he was dressed in an extremely luxurious black brocade and had a purple gold Qilin crown on his head.    

However, Zhao Quan was already close to a thousand years old, but because he had been taking the Face Preserving Pill all year round, he still maintained the appearance of a middle-aged man which he liked.    

At this moment, Zhao Quan's gaze swept across the hall, looking at the tens of thousands of incomparably revered gazes from the Martial Cultivator, his heart was extremely satisfied.