Chapter 140: The Fall of the Zhao Family

"Yes, Chu War God!"

Wei Guofeng bowed to salute, but Chu Jinghong did not let him raise his head, so he maintained this posture and dared not move even a bit!

"It is time to put an end to this. War Kings, heed my order!"

As soon as Chu Jinghong said this, the four Dragon Soul War Kings all unsheathed their blades and swords, and their violent True Qi immediately swept through the entire hall like a tornado.

"Everyone in the Zhao Family, from top to bottom, is suspected of colluding with the Hidden Demon Sect. I order you to strike immediately and wipe out the entire Zhao Family, leaving no one alive!" Chu Jinghong commanded.

The Four Great War Kings struck immediately, killing gods if gods stood in their way, and killing Buddhas if Buddhas stood in their way.

Seeing this, Lin Feng said loudly: "Leave Zhao Haoran and Zhao Zilong to me; I will deal with them personally!"

Thereupon, the Four Great War Kings all bypassed Zhao Zilong and Zhao Haoran and lunged toward the other members of the Zhao Family.

Inside the Zhao Family Courtyard, screams and cries filled the air; corpses fell to the ground one after another, and blood flowed like a river!

Watching this scene, a look of unbearable pity appeared on Wei Guofeng's face.

But at this moment, he did not dare to say a single word!

Jiang Chenghe, Lin Mang, and Li Zhangsheng, the three Grand Marshals, also kept their mouths firmly shut and did not even dare to make a sound.

They were all scared out of their wits by Chu Jinghong!

"Stop! Stop!"

Zhao Zilong roared frantically, but the Four Great War Kings did not even glance at him, continuing to slaughter the people of the Zhao Family.

Zhao Zilong then looked at Lin Feng and roared: "I am willing to trade my death for the peace of our Zhao Family, I beg you to let them go!"

Having said that, Zhao Zilong slapped his own forehead, wanting to commit suicide.

But Lin Feng arrived in front of him in an instant, grabbed his wrist, and exerted a little force.

Only a crack was heard, and Zhao Zilong's left hand was broken too!

Zhao Zilong had already had his right arm torn off by Lin Feng, leaving only his left hand; now that his left hand was crippled, he had no room left to resist, and was no different from a useless person!

"You ask me to let your Zhao Family go, but when our entire Lin Family was wiped out back then, did you people of the Zhao Family or those beasts of the Hidden Demon Sect ever give us a way to live?"

"Zhao Zilong, you are too naive! This is a blood debt owed by your Zhao Family, and it must be repaid with blood!"

Lin Feng said coldly, and as soon as his voice fell, he threw a punch.

Only a boom was heard, and a bloody, mangled hole exploded in Zhao Zilong's chest; his lung lobes and heart were all turned into meat paste!

"I... I am not reconciled... I am not reconciled..."

Zhao Zilong used his last bit of strength to let out an unreconciled murmur, then fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a bloody corpse.

The Four Great War Kings all returned.

Only a short two or three minutes had passed, and the Four Great War Kings had already searched the Zhao Family from top to bottom, killing everyone in the Zhao Family; except for Zhao Haoran, not a single living soul was left!

In the vast Zhao Family, only Zhao Haoran remained alive at this moment!

"Zhao Haoran, what else do you have to say now?"

Lin Feng walked toward Zhao Haoran step by step and soon arrived in front of him.

Thud!

Zhao Haoran's legs went soft and he knelt directly on the ground, then began kowtowing to Lin Feng like a kowtowing bug, bang, bang, bang.

"What are you doing? I haven't even made a move yet, and you've already knelt down?" Lin Feng teased.

Zhao Haoran cried out: "Spare me, I don't want to die, I beg you... as long as you spare me, I will agree to whatever demands you have!"

"Money, shares, women, whatever you want, I will give you..."

"I am telling the truth, I swear to heaven, I am willing to give up everything I own, as long as you spare my life..."

A look of deep disdain appeared on Lin Feng's face.

"Zhao Haoran, you disappoint me too much. If you had died without yielding to me, I would have admired you as a man. But now, in my eyes, you are just a cowardly and ridiculous wretch!"

"There is no need for trash like you to keep living; you are just wasting air by being alive!"

As Lin Feng spoke, he grabbed Zhao Haoran's crown.

As Lin Feng tightened his five fingers, his fingers immediately contracted like hydraulic pliers, and Zhao Haoran let out a heart-wrenching wail; but no matter how miserably he screamed, Lin Feng's heart did not waver in the slightest!

Finally, with a dull bang, Zhao Haoran's head exploded like a ripe watermelon; blood and brains flew everywhere, not only staining the surrounding floor red but also dyeing Lin Feng's clothes crimson.

Lin Feng now looked as if he had gone through a baptism of blood, exuding a thick, heavy stench of blood from head to toe!

Dad!

Mom!

All the clansmen of the Lin Family!

You see, I have avenged you!

Although this is not the primary culprit, this is a start; I will find the enemies who destroyed the Lin Family back then one by one and make them pay with their lives!

Lin Feng clenched his blood-soaked fist, and an indescribable sense of gratification arose in his heart.

"Why haven't you gotten lost yet?" Chu Jinghong said coldly.

Wei Guofeng, Jiang Chenghe, Lin Mang, and Li Zhangsheng were all as silent as cicadas in winter; not daring to say a single extra word, they bowed to salute, took three steps back, and fled the Zhao Family Courtyard at high speed.

After coming out of the Zhao Family Courtyard, Wei Guofeng let out a deep sigh.

"I didn't expect Zilong and the Zhao Family to end up in such a state," Wei Guofeng said with a sigh.

"That Lin Feng is truly too overbearing. Even if the Zhao Family colluded with the Hidden Demon Sect, it shouldn't have involved Zhao Zilong; Zhao Zilong might not have known the inside story! Besides, Zilong was still a member of our War Department and the Prince of Northern Suppression conferred by the Sovereign..."

Jiang Chenghe said indignantly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wei Guofeng: "Shut up! Zhao Zilong is already dead; what is the use of saying these things now!"

"Moreover, the evidence of the Dragon Soul's crimes is irrefutable, and we have no ground to stand on... From now on, just act as if there never was a person named Zhao Zilong. Do you all understand?"

Jiang Chenghe, Lin Mang, and Li Zhangsheng could not help but feel a sense of sorrow for the death of their own kind, but they could do nothing at this moment and could only nod with sighs.

The hall was filled with corpses, and the stench of blood in the air was so thick it could not be dispersed.

Chu Jinghong looked at Liu Qianxue and asked: "Who are you?"

"In reply to the War God, I am Dragon Soul Captain Liu Qianxue, and my superior is General Captain Yang Zhenting!" Liu Qianxue hurriedly replied.

Dragon Soul Fourth War King Xiao Qianhe said with a smile: "Yang Zhenting is my subordinate. This person's strength is passable, and he has a strong sense of justice. He is also very sharp when executing missions and can adapt to changing circumstances; his overall strength is quite good. I previously recommended him to be the Fifth War King, and you, War God, agreed, but he refused it himself."

Hearing Xiao Qianhe's words, Chu Jinghong finally had a bit of an impression.

"So it is him."

Nodding slightly, Chu Jinghong then said to Liu Qianxue: "Then report to Yang Zhenting now, explain the situation, and have him bring people over to handle the scene, confiscate all of the Zhao Family's assets, and have them all turned over to the state!"

"Yes, War God!"

Liu Qianxue hurriedly nodded, then took out her mobile phone to call Yang Zhenting.