Wu Zheng subconsciously clenched his fists, and under the pressure of his powerful aura, the momentum involuntarily began to rush.

"Let me guess what you're thinking." The voice is vigorous and powerful, without any sense of aging.

"You are thinking about how much of the injuries on my body have healed, how much more combat power has been recovered, and how sure I am to kill me. You are also thinking about how soft my heart will become when people get old, thinking about whether to kneel down and kowtow, I

This ancestor may be weak and will not attack his descendants. You are struggling, hesitating, and making difficult choices. Do you think I guess right?

Wu Zheng did not reply, his muscles were tight and every muscle entered a state of combat readiness.

"Haha," the old man laughed, unable to hear the obvious emotional color.

"You are thinking now that the old man from the Wu family is not soft-hearted. How could he be a soft-hearted person if he can enter the Vajra Realm? So you gave up the option of kneeling down and admitting your mistakes, and planned to take a gamble."

Wu Zheng looked calm, bent down slightly, and fisted with his hands, "The ancestor is the guardian saint of the Wu family, I am your descendant, and you have no reason to kill me."

"There is no reason? You killed my grandson and my grandson. Is this reason enough?"

Wu Zheng's face remained unchanged, "Can our ancestors have evidence"?

"Haha, do you think you still need evidence to kill someone at my level?"

"Hehe, hehe, hehe" Wu Zheng suddenly let out a giggle, and he was gloomy and cold.

"They are your descendants, aren't I? I also have your blood on me. Why are they born with high prestige, but I am just a joke, why are their lives worth more than mine?"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,,," the old man suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the laughter echoed in the room, which was breathtaking.
Chapter completed!