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Chapter 1897 The threat of the royal family of Kyoto!

"quick!"

"Teleport quickly, teleport quickly!"

Cao Xing screamed in his heart, and at the same time, he raised his hands like claws and once again attracted the two Wang family guards. With his fingers as strong as knives, he forcibly smashed the main artery in his neck.

Puff! Puff! Blood splattered, staining the talisman red.

It also made the surrounding void fluctuate more intensely, and illusory halos appeared under his feet.

"It's done..." Cao Xing looked happy.

But the joy suddenly froze again.

"Blood Spirit Teleport Talisman."

"You really think this thing can help you escape with your life?"

Tang Ming's voice sounded solemnly, but he didn't know how to act. A purple lightning mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Cao Xing secretly cried out.

But it was still too late, and dense purple lightning suddenly appeared in the void, spreading throughout the space like spider silk. The aura that the Blood Spirit Teleportation Talisman finally inspired was also covered by these dense purple lightning.

"Zizzizi..." "Bang..." Muffled sounds came from the void.

Immediately.

The talisman's light dimmed, its aura was lost, and it fell from the sky into a piece of waste paper, soaked in the blood on the ground.

Cao Xing's face changed drastically, and he felt cold all over his body.

He stared blankly at the talisman that had become useless paper.

This was a treasure given to him personally by the elders of the sect, but now it has become a piece of waste paper.

If Cao Xing didn't believe that Tang Ming had already become a powerful person in the God Transformation Realm on the Heavenly Ranking at such a young age, now he is convinced.

It can forcibly destroy the running blood spirit teleportation array, and even defeat the rules of space teleportation.

Such means.

Only the best in the realm of gods can possess it.

"Roar——" A heart-shocking roar sounded.

Cao Xing subconsciously raised his head and trembled, only to see a ferocious dragon head rushing towards him, spitting out violent will-o'-the-wisps, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

Hiccup~ The black dragon soul burped, and its scarlet dragon eyes scanned the surroundings, and finally, it focused on the only living person in the field besides Tang Ming.

That is Wang Zhijie.

Previously, Cao Xing used evil cultivation techniques to kill the Wang family guards.

Coupled with the spread of the evil spirit, ordinary people could not bear the evil spirit at all, and all the Wang family guards in the room and bedroom were killed.

Only Wang Zhijie was left, because his arm was cut off by Tang Ming just beside the balcony window and he was not killed by the evil spirit.

"Roar——" the black dragon soul roared.

"ah!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a member of the royal family in Kyoto, you can't kill me!"

Wang Zhijie let out a horrified roar and collapsed in a pool of blood. He was crawling like a dog to escape, but because his arm was broken, he couldn't crawl at all.

"The Royal Family of Kyoto?"

Tang Ming lowered his eyes and looked down at the eldest son of the Wang family: "You may not know how much trouble you have caused for the Wang family in Kyoto."

"Believe it or not, even if I kill you now, the Wang family will not dare to say a word. They will even try every means to deprive you of your status as a member of the Wang family and drive you out of the Wang family."

Wang Zhijie trembled for a moment, but quickly yelled: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, the old man loves me the most, and I am the most favored descendant of the Wang family!"

"You're lying to me, you must be lying to me."

childish.

Tang Ming sneered, turned around and looked at the bloody room, and then opened one of the doors.

In the room, there were two corpses, Chi Guoguo's dead one was lying on the bed. There were high-definition cameras and several computers set up next to them.

Next to it, there are many photos of Su Yurou, and even some semi-finished products. They are preparing to use computer technology to modify Su Yurou's profile picture into some dirty pictures.

Tang Ming's eyes were cold.

He came to the computer and deleted all the files.

Then, sword energy burst out.

Swish! Swish! Swish! All computers, cameras, and memory cards were turned into pieces.

Tang Ming checked everything carefully and made sure nothing was missing before walking out of the room.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Wang Zhijie paralyzed on the ground, dialing a certain number with his only left hand.

"Dad, come and save me!"

"I'm at Jinling Huatian Hotel, come and save me, someone is trying to harm me."

When Wang Zhijie saw Tang Ming come out, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly cried: "Send people here quickly, send experts here, the more the better..." Tang Ming walked over.

Wang Zhijie held the phone and shouted: "I have already told my dad that the Wang family already knows what is going on here. You, you can't touch me!"

Said.

He turned on the phone hands-free in horror - "Zhijie, Zhijie, what's wrong with you?

Don't scare mom, tell me what happened?"

"I will notify your grandfather immediately and ask him to send someone to rescue you."

"Zhijie, don't be afraid. No one dares to touch you. If anyone dares to touch you, I want him to die badly!"

A slightly panicked, but sharp and unruly female voice sounded on the phone.

Tang Ming raised his eyebrows and said calmly to the phone: "I have cut off your son's right arm, and now I am going to cripple his other hand."

"I'm very curious as to how you made me die so badly."

The words fell.

Tang Ming raised his foot and stepped down on Wang Zhijie's horrified look.

Click! The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

"ah!!"

"Mom, I'm in so much pain. My hand, my left hand is also broken, wuwuwu, please help me, help me..." Wang Zhijie was so painful that his tears and nose ran out, and his cry was extremely miserable.

"Zhijie..." The girl on the phone was also frightened and screamed: "Wang Changyu, your son is about to be killed, why don't you say anything?"

"That's your son, why are you still frowning and not taking action? You..." Bang! Before he finished speaking, a slap came from the phone.

"Shut up!"

A male voice with suppressed anger sounded.

Later.

Another majestic voice sounded on the phone: "Why do you want to hurt my son?

I think I have offended no one in the Wang family, but if you want money, you can name an amount."

"how?"

Tang Ming said calmly: "Do you think I am a kidnapper for money?"

A majestic voice sounded: "Then what are you doing for?"

"No reason, just because your son made an unforgivable mistake."

Tang Ming's tone was cold: "Don't worry, I won't kill him, but I will make him a complete useless person."

Bang! The sound of a table being lifted came from the phone.

"you dare!"

"I don't care what you mean, if you dare to touch a hair of my son again, I swear, your whole family will pay the price!"

"If you stop now, I can forget the blame and am willing to give you 100 million in funds and let you go abroad safely!"

Wang Changyu gritted his teeth and roared: "Believe me, this is the best ending for you. I am just a son, so let's stop here..." Before he could finish his words.

Click! The clear sound of bone cracking sounded again on the phone, accompanied by Wang Zhijie's blood-curdling scream.

Click! Another sound of bone cracking.

Click! Another sound of bone cracking.


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