And this time, overnight, the Teng family lost so many elites, and this blow is conceivable.

Especially Fujiri.

This is definitely one of the top powerhouses of the Teng family today.

He just fell.

This made many people in the Teng family feel that the sky is falling.

Such a crushing defeat left the Teng family with no face.

The Teng family has never suffered such a big loss, but now, Wang Chen has lost all his face one after another.

At this moment, in the hall of the Teng Family, the core members of the Teng Family all looked extremely ugly.

"This time, our losses..."

The dull atmosphere lasted for a long time, and a middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice.

loss.

That's right.

When everyone talked about the loss, their faces were even more solemn.

Overnight, four pure yang fell, and the losses caused by the Wang family to the Teng family a while ago, and the powerful people who lost the Teng family reached geometry again.

Last night alone, the Teng family's losses accounted for almost one-third of the remaining strong people in the Teng family today.

In other words, the Fuji family was almost broken.

"Even if the loss is lost, my Teng family may not be afraid. However, Wang Chen actually showed the inheritance of the true god..."

In the gloomy atmosphere, another voice came.

"asshole."

Before the sound could be dropped, an angry shout came.

boom……

The next moment, a dull explosion came.

A heavy wooden table is split.

The Teng family, who was in charge, had a gray complexion at this moment.

"A bunch of waste."

He glanced at everyone present coldly, and the old man hummed with a bad expression.

That's right.

A bunch of waste.

At this moment, the old man was very manic and angry.

The inheritance of the true god.

Of course he knew what this identity represents, and he knew more clearly how the appearance of this identity would bring to their Teng family.

Wang Chen has such an identity, which is a disaster for the Teng family, and it is even greater than the loss of four Pure Yang warriors.

This identity may be enough to put the Fuji family in a place of doom.

Thinking of this, the old man's face became even more ugly.

A bunch of waste, all of it is waste.

Especially Fujiri.

He has no choice but to die.

Wang Chen has such an identity. Tengli and Wang Chen have fought each other many times, but they didn't notice it. This is not a matter of death, but what is it?

He even brought unimaginable disasters to the Fuji family.

"Prepare to face the storm and rain. I want to let Wang Chen die."

After his face changed a little, the old man in the Fuji family, who was led, snorted coldly.

The storm was storm, yes, he knew very well that the storm was coming.

Wang Chen cannot give up.

And their Teng family cannot give up.

Now, there is no place to be restored, only a battle to the end.

Thinking of this, the old man glanced at everyone present coldly and left.

There is nothing to say anymore, just prepare for the storm.

The Wang family, maybe it's okay.

At this moment, those guys were the ones who worried the most.

Those old guys whose will is in the dark and never appeared before.

Wang Chen's identity is like a huge rock falling into a calm lake, which will inevitably stir up a thousand waves.

Those old guys who have never appeared before, perhaps they can't stand the loneliness.

And those guys who were eyeing the Fuji family might have been dancing and secretly planning.

Thinking of this, the old man from the Fuji family who left the hall took a deep breath.

He looked solemn and looked up at the distant sky.

"The wind and rain are coming, and it is more violent than before. Perhaps, my Teng family has encountered the biggest crisis in history."

He murmured to himself, the old man's eyes were a little erratic.

He knew that the crisis that the Fuji family was going to face was even more terrifying than anyone else could imagine.

The storm is about to come, and this storm will be boundlessly terrifying.
Chapter completed!