Chapter 1442 – 1442 The Longer You Live, the More Cowardly You Become

1442 The Longer You Live, the More Cowardly You Become

Zhan Jianxue even dared to swear on her soul, so it could be seen how determined she was. Zhan Wuya’s explanation instantly lost its credibility.

The warrior team was in an uproar.

At this moment, a petite and beautiful woman walked out from the team of warriors. Her name was Zhan Yingrong, and she was the disciple of the First Elder, Zhan Jia. She was also the second genius among Zhan Wuya’s group of young disciples, second only to Zhan Wuya in terms of prestige and cultivation level.

She was almost 60 years old and had broken through to the Prime Master Realm last spring.

If Zhan Wuya was the pride of the War God Clan, then Zhan Yingrong was the female War God in the hearts of the women of the War God Clan. She was the female cultivator that all the male disciples respected and admired the most. Zhan Yingrong bowed to Zhan Wuya first and stood up as she shouted at him in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, “Patriarch.”

Zhan Wuya stared at Zhan Yingrong as he nodded slightly.

Zhan Yingrong had an upright personality and had never been afraid of power. Even when facing the little princess of the War God Clan, Zhan Jianxue, she didn’t relent. Zhan Jianxue was domineering in the War God Clan. She dared to cut Zhan Xiaoya’s face, but she didn’t dare to provoke Zhan Yingrong.

Zhan Yingrong was powerful and had the strongest combat potential in the War God Clan.

Zhan Yingrong graduated from the Cang Lang inner academy two years ago. Although she had not successfully entered the inner academy’s honor roll, she was still an influential figure during her school days.

Zhan Yingrong didn’t take Zhan Jianxue seriously, so she naturally didn’t take Zhan Wuya seriously either. She had always been a person who only cared about justice, instead of power.

and the group of elders frowned. As the Eighth

crying. Zhan Jianxue had always been proud, arrogant, and competitive. Zhan Yingrong had never seen Zhan Jianxue cry in public or kneel down

her previous kneeling, Zhan Jianxue had completely forsaken her pride as the little princess of the War God

Yingrong actually believed

Yingrong shifted her gaze to Zhan Wuya and suddenly said, “No one can prove that what Zhan Jianxue said is true, but

must have that sort of confidence. Patriarch, you can be considered a child that all the senior brothers and junior sisters have watched grow up. We naturally know your character. If you have a clear conscience and she’s just slandering you, why don’t you summon your soul body and let us take a

with powerful cultivation levels could summon

the phantom body for us to see, or do you not dare to?” After Zhan Yingrong

woman beside her. This woman looked exactly the same as

was Zhan

Zhan Wuya provocatively as she said, “I dare to summon my soul body openly to prove

they heard this, all the

put down the wine bowls in their hands and secretly circulated their spiritual

suddenly let out an eerie laugh as he glanced at Zhan Jianxue and sneered. “You’re such an incompetent troublemaker! I’ve raised you for so many years, but this is how you repay me?” Zhan Wuya suddenly extended his right hand towards Zhan Jianxue, and a wave of black demonic power turned into a slender

his right hand, Zhan Jianxue was pulled up by the demonic rope and floated in the sky. Her pupils

tightly as she said in pain, “Ye, Ye Qingchen, you… you killed my mother. You deserve… to die a horrible death!” Just as Zhan Jianxue finished speaking,

Dong—

ground and rolled down from the high platform to the

towards the head and met the eyes of Zhan

star of the War God Clan

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