Chapter 39: Sword Slash Xuanyuan Realm Seventh Heaven!

Wei Nan was stunned when he heard the words, and turned around blankly, his godless eyes looked silent for a long time, and finally he slowly gathered his spirit.
"Mo'er, are you back? How about Ziyun Sect? No one bullied you, right? Tell your mother, who would dare to bully your mother and let your father teach them severely..."
Wei Nan walked two steps quickly to usher in. The recently thin face was filled with joy when he returned from silence. As he walked, he shouted into the house: "Beijing, you cruel guy is not coming out soon, Mo'er is back..."
After Wei Nangui said these words, he seemed to realize something, and his steps slowly stopped. The whole person stayed on the spot, and tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.
The cruel guy in her mouth, she will never see again...
"Mother, I'm back, I'm your son, no one dares to bully me...Everyone who bullies me is dead!"
Silence quickly helped Wei Nangui who was about to fall, looked at her eyes, and said solemnly.
Wei Nangui was stunned, barely pulled an ugly smile, turned his head to wipe away the tears, and smiled: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back... Those two are your friends? Come in and sit down, let me go. Make tea for you..."
When she turned around, she suddenly remembered something, then turned around again, looking at silence in surprise.
"Mother, I've already opened up my mind. You have the talent of Tianzong. You have broken two realms in a month. Now you are at the cultivation base of the Profound Origin Realm. You have just been promoted to the 32nd true disciple of the Ziyun Sect a few days ago. !"
The silence seemed to know what Wei Nangui was thinking, and he introduced Xu Ying to the side and said: "This is my thirteenth elder sister Xu Ying and nineteenth elder brother Lin Tianheng. I have a very good relationship with them. This time, I will accompany me home to see you."
Under the silent and stern gaze, the two of Xu Ying were slightly unnatural, frowning, but they were not inhumane. They knew what Wei Nangui had experienced and felt sympathy, so they saluted her one after another.
"Well..."
Wei Nan couldn’t help himself, tears fell silently, and he muttered to himself: "Beiwang, have you seen it? Our son is promising. He is sensible. He is higher than my cultivation level. He is now A true disciple of Ziyun Sect..."
After Wei Nan recovered his mood, he silently talked to her about the Chamber of Commerce, and talked about him killing Shen Changhe with a sword, and when he pointed at the eight elders of the Shen family, he was silent and nervous. At that time, he was arrogant, and even had one. Divide hideously.
But at this moment in front of his mother, he has become a child, for fear of doing something wrong, the mother will blame.
Wei Nangui's expression was the same when he heard his story. When the silence was over, she stretched out her thumb and praised: "It's my son, as domineering as your father was when he was young, and it is very popular with girls. "
Wei Nangui glanced at Xu Ying secretly.
The silent look was awkward.
Xu Ying watched her nose and nose, and resisted the urge to cut the silence.
"Mother, where is the paper marriage contract? Since I have completely broken with the Ye family, I will destroy the paper marriage contract." said silently.
Wei Nangui smiled and said, "When the news of your father's misfortune came, I was ruined. The situation is not as good as others, and I still have to be ridiculed?"
With a silent smile, with her mother's temperament, this thing has indeed been done.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent. After a sip of tea in silence, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said slowly: "Mother, don't be so desperate. I have heard the uncle said that my father was attacked by the Hundred Refining Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Demon Sect, so he was seriously injured and missing of."
"But it's only, just missing!"
"What kind of character is your father? He has been able to retreat from a fight against a martial artist in the Heavenly Realm Realm several times. How can a mere demon king with a hundred refinements stand his father?"
Silent tilted his head and looked out of the courtyard. There were crowds of people in the distance. He drank the cup of tea in one sip, stood up, and said: "Please forgive my boy for not being able to have dinner with you. My boy promises you that he will bring his father back. Family."
"To see people in life, and to die... to see corpses!"
Wei Nangui looked at the silent back and did not stop her. She had been together for so many years. She had already known the character of the father and son, and their pride in their bones could not be trampled on by anyone.
Maybe the silence will never go back this time, but she will always believe in her son and her man.
Besides, she has already done it...
"Silent, as the Shen family, you damage the mansion gate, kill the Shen family in the street, destroy the Shen family's prestige, what crime should you be?"
"Silence, you, as a child of the Shen family, don't think about your family, but you have enemies for your family. What sin should you do?"
"Silence, you despise the clan rules and attack the clan elders, you will never die!"
"..."
A large group of Shen family children blocked the gate of Shen Beiwangyuan, clamoring for silence to go out and die.
Silent cold eyes swept away, eyes full of sarcasm, if his father was still there, how dare these clowns jump out mad?
His father didn't know his life or death, so he thought he could insult his orphans and widows?
"Shen Beilin, if you want to kill me, why hide out, do you not dare to see me?" After a silent sigh, the voices of the Shen family's children gradually disappeared, and they turned away, a big man with a green robe. Come here Zaiyouzai.
"The true disciple of Ziyun Sect? Oh, boy, you can scare others, but you can't scare me."
Shen Beilin turned his eyes on the purple clothes on Shen Mo, and said with disdain: "I don't know what kind of luck you took, but you got the hang of it, and let you get into the true story?"
"But my son is sinking and has unparalleled talent. He has already become a true disciple of the Ziyun Sect. When you are called cousin, you still need to pinch your nose and call to brother."
"Anyone who is acquainted with you, lower your head and drill under my crotch. I will save your mother and your son. Otherwise, you can blame me for not thinking about the same race!"
Shen Beilin looks cold and arrogant. He and Shen Beiwang have been fighting for the position of Patriarch for many years. Although the family he has gathered is powerful, Shen Beiwang has suppressed him several times on his cultivation base, making him always aggrieved.
Hearing that Shen Beiwang was pursued and killed by the Hundred Lian Demon Lord, there were many deaths and fewer lives. He was so happy that he knew that no one would compete with him for the next Patriarch of the Shen family.
Xu Ying and Lin Tianheng looked strange when they heard Shen Beilin yelling "My son is unparalleled". It seems that this man did not know that his son had been silently killed.
But this is also just right, they are outsiders, because they are afraid of the strength of the Shen Family Patriarch, so they dare not attack Silence in East Star City.
But Shen Beilin is different. It is a serious family of Shens, and they are still silent elders in terms of identity. If he takes the initiative, they can do a side view.
Xu Ying didn't care about Shen Beilin's cultivation of the Seventh Heaven in the Xuanyuan Realm, but the silence of the second Heaven in the Xuanyuan Realm was more than enough.
"Sorry, you will never see your son again in this life." Silent glanced at Shen Beilin, and said with some pity.
Shen Beilin was stunned, wondering what silence meant.
"Of course, you might see it in the next breath."
The pity in the silent eyes dissipated, a sword was cut out, and the infinite sword light burst, Shen Beilin ru fell into the sharp sword forest, and his hair exploded.
He drew out the treasured sword of the yellow grade, and instantly used three different mysterious-level low-grade martial arts, slashing thousands of swords.
But there are still countless sword lights passing through his sword light, shattering him into blood mist.
At this moment, when Shen Bei looked outside the courtyard, hundreds of the Shen family's children were silent, their faces were pale and their legs trembled.
Behind the silence, Xu Ying and Lin Tianheng felt the familiar sword light, their eyes almost split.
"Promise swordsmanship, eight...eight thousand sword lights?!"