Zhang. Yang was in despair. He didn't expect Tai Xiuzheng to implicate his mother instead of killing him.

For this mother, Chang. Yang used to hate it. Because, when he was very young, his mother had ran away with a foreign cultivator.

At that time, Zhang. Yang was still young, and every time he saw the lonely figure of his father, Zhang Hu, he would feel a wave of hatred. This shameless woman had willingly abandoned her husband and children for a man of unknown origin.

Therefore, ever since he was young, Zhang Yang had always hated this mother of his. Even when he later found out that Spring Thirteen had returned to Cangzhou City, he was still unwilling to meet her.

Thirteen Spring Festival Niang did not return to the Zhang Family and entered the Wind Moon Restaurant, becoming its top Courtesan Belle.

This made Zhang. Yang became disgusted with Chun Sanniang. He believed that this woman's way of doing things was tantamount to discrediting the Zhang Family and his father, Zhang Hu.

However, Zhang Hu never mentioned it. Yang had also seen Zhang Hu secretly enter the Whirlwind Moon Restaurant to meet with Chun Sanniang.

Every time when Chang. When Yang went to ask Zhang Hu why he still wanted to meet with this woman, Zhang Hu always let out a long sigh, and then said in a lonely voice, "Actually, I, Zhang Hu, have let down your mother!"

Zhang Hu's words, Zhang Er. The sun didn't fully understand until last night. Last night, when the Great Elder sent him to the Windy Moon Restaurant, Aunt Chun had finally told him the secret that she had kept hidden in her heart for many years. Yang.

It turned out that when Spring Thirteen had married into the Zhang Clan, an overseas cultivator had taken a fancy to her and threatened to take her away.

Zhang Hu naturally was unwilling and tried to resist, but he found that the overseas cultivator was extremely powerful. With a wave of his hand, he heavily injured Zhang Hu.

In order to protect Zhang Hu and the Zhang Clan, Chun Sanniang endured the humiliation and followed the cultivator. Later on, the overseas cultivator's sect was in chaos and couldn't take care of themselves, so he dismissed Chun Thirteen.

Spring Thirteen's heart was with her husband and children. When he returned to Cangzhou City, he heard a message about himself. In order to not embarrass Zhang Hu, she decided not to return to the Zhang Clan. Coincidentally, at that time, when the old procuress of the Wind Moon Restaurant saw her pity, she took her in. From then on, Chun Sanniang became the top Courtesan Belle of the Windy Moon Restaurant. However, Chun Thirteen did not sell herself to anyone for talent. The only person who could spend time with her was Zhang Hu, who had come upon learning of her news.

Now that he understood the truth, Zhang Feng finally understood the truth. Yang's hatred towards this mother had long since vanished like smoke in thin air. There was only a strong sense of respect. He knew that his mother had sacrificed a lot to protect the Zhang Clan and to leave with that cultivator.

Such a respectable mother, Chang. How could Yang just watch her die?

However, the energy within his body had long since been out of control. As he was about to self-destruct, Zhang Wei suddenly felt as though he was going to explode. Yang's heart sank into panic and regret.

"Whooosh."

At this moment, a cool breeze blew and a figure appeared in front of Zhang Feng. Beside Yang. As soon as that person appeared, he casually sent a palm to Zhang Feng. Yang's Dantian.

Zhang He Yang felt the vital energy and blood in his body stifling, and a stream of blood oozed out. The injuries on his body became even worse. However, the wild and violent energy within his body should have been calmed down by this palm.

Upon seeing the person, Zhang Yang's face was filled with hope, "Uncle, you saved me once again!"

"Father!" Seeing Zhang Hu's corpse, Zhang Feng was stunned. Yang's face was filled with sorrow, and two streams of hot tears finally rolled down his face.

Thirteenth Madam Chun trembled as well. She gently caressed Zhang Hu's ice-cold face as tears streamed down her cheeks.

As for Chen Feng, he turned around and his face revealed a thick murderous intent: "Tai Xiucheng, we meet again!"

Seeing Chen Feng, Tai Xiu Cheng immediately felt a wave of panic.

Now, he didn't dare to offend Chen Feng anymore. Half a month ago, four late stage Maharet cultivators from the Tai clan all died in Chen Feng's hands. Although there were rumors saying that it was the Rogue Immortal from the City Lord's Mansion of Cangzhou, this caused Tai Xiucheng to be filled with fear for Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, why are you meddling in my matters?" Taixu's face did not look good as he berated.

"Mind your own business? If someone were to destroy your friend's entire family, what would happen to you? " Chen Feng said coldly, his tone filled with killing intent, "Back then, I really should have killed you with a single sword strike!"

"Chen Feng, you dare to touch me?" Hearing Chen Feng's words, Tai Xiucheng knew that today's matter would not end well.

"Why don't I dare to touch you?" Chen Feng sneered. Then, with a movement of his body, he appeared before Tai Xiucheng.

However, a wave of sword qi permeated the air. Before these Tai Family cultivators could understand what was going on, they were sliced up by the sword qi.

"Now, who can stop me from killing you?" Chen Feng's cold smile was imprinted into Tai Xiu Cheng's eyes. The next moment, Tai Xiu Cheng felt his neck tighten before being lifted up.

Chen Feng grabbed Tai Xiu Cheng's neck and lifted him up coldly. Then, he carried him in front of Zhang Hu's corpse and ruthlessly smashed Tai Xiu Cheng onto the ground.

Under Chen Feng's control, Tai Xiucheng's legs were heavily smashed into pieces as he knelt in front of Zhang Hu!

"Confess, Taixu!" Chen Feng let out a cold laugh. Then, he condensed out a stream of sword energy and held it between his fingers, as if he was going to chop at Tai Xiucheng's neck.

"No! I don't want to die!" At this moment, there was no longer any trace of the arrogance he had previously displayed. He was like a chick in the rain, shivering in fear. There was nothing to do but wait for death.

Chen Feng had sealed all of his primeval essence long ago!

"Hehe, so you're afraid of death too!" Chen Feng smiled mockingly. "Let's properly experience the taste of death."

As he said this, the sword energy in Chen Feng's fingers came down with a loud bang. Just as it was about to slash on Tai Xiucheng's neck.

"Stop!" At this moment, a shocking roar came from afar. The next moment, an old man landed not far away from Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng, I am the steward of the Tai family, Chun Hai. I hope you can let the young master off. Otherwise, the Tai family will not let you off!" Chun Hai said coldly. He looked at Tai Xiucheng with a hint of anxiousness in his eyes.

"Hehe, are you threatening me?" The sword aura in Chen Feng's hand paused, but the sharpness of the sword aura still left a trail of blood on Tai Xiucheng's neck.

"Yes, I am threatening you!" Chun Hai's voice was like frost. "The Tai Family is not something you can afford to offend!"

Chen Feng laughed. "I, as a person, hate it when others threaten me the most!"

As soon as he finished speaking, blood flew everywhere and Taixu's head rolled down.