C347 The black hands behind yi chen

Yue Country, Imperial City, Yi family.

"What, all those people who went to kill that bastard are dead?"

A twenty-seven or twenty-eight year old youth, wearing a set of green and white clothes and with a jade-green gold belt wrapped around his waist, had a terrifyingly gloomy face.

Bang!

In his rage, he smacked the tea table with his palm. The tea table shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

The expensive tea table that cost over a hundred thousand silver taels was gone just like that.

However, those servants did not dare to say anything more. After all, this thing belonged to the Yi family. It would be strange if several million taels of silver per month were to be destroyed in the hands of this young master.

Han Yi was livid with anger.

He sank back into his lilac chair, his fists clenching.

"Go, send someone to Sky Wind Country and kill that bitch and that little bastard for me."

"Humph!"

"No one in the This Young Master has ever lived to kill."

Yi Han had a face full of viciousness.

"Yes." One of the servants left.

"Wait a moment."

A voice sounded from outside the house.

The servant hurriedly stopped.

Just then, a middle aged lady in her forties walked in and stared at Yi Han.

"Han'er, why are you killing people again?"

Yi Han frowned, and said unhappily: "Mother, then that damned bitch, you don't need to worry about this matter."

"Can my mother do nothing about it? Tell me, how many people have you killed over the years? " The woman's face showed that she couldn't bear it any longer. She clasped her hands together and said to the heavens, "Oh god, please protect my Han'er."

"Mother, alright, I understand. I won't go chase after that bitch."

As Yi Han consoled the beautiful middle-aged woman, he waved his hand at the servant and gave her a look.

The servant understood and left.

Not long after, an assassination team quietly left Yi Mansion.

Thirty kilometers east of the Yi Mansion.

A white-haired youth was standing in front of a newly constructed grave. He wore white clothes, and even his eyebrows were snow-white.

This man was Yi Chen.

Yi Chen looked at the newly built grave.

Not a word.

This grave belonged to his mother.

His mother was just a servant girl of the Yi family who was pregnant with him due to luck.

Before he was born, he had almost died at the hands of Second Madam.

It was a good thing that the compassionate Grand Lady had protected him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to still be alive.

However, his mother was not spared. Not long after giving birth to him, she was killed by his second wife.

This time, the first thing he did when he returned was to chop off Second Madam's head.

No one in the Yi Mansion dared to stop him.

Even Yi Chen's biological father, Yi Lianyin, who was a dignified four star Martial Emperor, was heavily injured by a single sword strike.

Right now, no one in the Yi family dared to provoke Yi Chen.

Seeing him was like seeing a tiger.

Standing in front of the grave for a long time, Yi Chen finally opened his mouth.

"Mother, I heard First Wife say that your wish is to officially become the wife of the Yi Residence, Yi Lianyin has already agreed to officially welcome you. After that, I will send him to the heavens to accompany you, as for that slut, I have already sent her to hell."

"You should be very happy if you see it, right?"

Yi Chen spoke very little and it was also very cold.

In his eyes, Yi Lianyin was already a dead man.

The small Yi family was not his home.

He raised his head to look at the horizon.

After a long while, he thought to himself: "That Zhan fellow should have almost entered the Yue Country by now, right?"

"Wait until I kill him and complete that lord's instructions, I can learn even more profound arts. This small place is not a place where I, Yi Chen, can trap a dragon. "I want to walk towards the vast and boundless world and stand at the highest point of the martial way."

"Everyone must submit to me."

Yi Chen's eyes shone faintly.

A few months ago, he saw someone.

That person had only imparted him one move, and it had already caused his fighting strength to soar.

It was also because of that one move that he was able to heavily injure Yi Lianyin, who was an entire three star realm above him, with a single slash.

The man had a request.

If you want to learn more profound sword techniques, you have to kill a person called Zhan Tianming for him. As long as you lift Zhan Tianming's head up to look, you can learn more profound sword techniques.

After stepping into the Martial Emperor Realm, Yi Chen had barely managed to see a trace of a world of a higher level in the world of martial arts.

He longed for that world.

Therefore, he had to kill Zhan Tianming.

As for Fu Shiyao?

He didn't want it at all. It was only because the Fu Family had a request from him that they shamelessly wanted to betroth their daughter to him.

When he found out that Fu Shiyao was actually acquainted with Zhan Tianming, he reluctantly agreed.

Fu Shiyao was merely his bait.

Woman?

After becoming an almighty Martial Cultivator, there were as many as he needed. Why would he care about a Fu Shiyao?

Yi Chen only had one thought in the bottom of his heart.

Which was: Kill Zhan Tianming!

He would then step into the higher realm of martial arts.

As for the Yi family, apart from the eldest wife, who made him feel slightly grateful, everyone else looked like strangers.

At this moment.

Buzz …

The air trembled, and a youth with a sinister complexion appeared behind Yi Chen. That youth had a hooked nose, and adding his pair of small eyes, he gave off the impression of a cruel and merciless person.

Yi Chen turned his head, cupped his fists and bowed slightly.

"Greetings, senior."

If Zhan Tianming was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This person was precisely the Leng Jiang who was blown up by him and used the Sword Tomb to kill and learn the Sword Domain Power.

Leng Jiang chuckled as he looked at Yi Chen, and said: "Zhan Tianming has already entered the Yue Country."

"Junior will go kill him now."

With that said, Yi Chen turned and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment." Leng Jiang said.

"Senior, do you have any other instructions?" Yi Chen turned back and bowed with his fists once again.

Leng Jiang smiled evilly and said: "The current you, if you go, you would only be sending yourself to your death."

Hearing that, Yi Chen frowned.

How is this possible?

He simply did not believe that a brat whom he could use his Martial Emperor pressure to the point where he could not even breathe, could actually kill him.

"Don't doubt it." Leng Jiang could completely see the expression on Yi Chen's face.

In the end, he continued: "Zhan Tianming possesses a very strong killing move. According to my estimate, no one in the Martial Cultivator below five stars of Martial Emperor can withstand a single punch from him, but no one would be able to unleash such a killing move just because he used it. I believe that there should be some sort of restriction on how to use it."

"So, if you want to kill him, you have to at least get someone else to force him to use that move."

"Then, you will have your chance."

Yi Chen slightly nodded: "Junior understands."

Turning around, Yi Chen left.

Leng Jiang did not look at Yi Chen, but only laughed sinisterly, and looked towards the distance, at the clouds flying in the sky, and the birds dancing lightly.

"Lord Emperor, this Zhan Tianming might have a chance to become your support."

"But …"

"To suppress him so harshly, can he really live to grow to your level?"

Leng Jiang was a little suspicious.

However, he also knew that if Zhan Tianming didn't grow up to be at the level of the Lord Emperor, he wouldn't be worthy of being the opponent of the Lord Emperor at all, and he wouldn't even have the qualifications to become the support of the Lord Emperor.

If that was the case, Zhan Tianming's death would not be a big deal.