Tang Yong roared and raised his palm. Four five-clawed Golden Dragons, each as thick as an arm, rushed out of his palm, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they pounced towards the lightning.
Ping, ping, pang, pang, only the sound of metal clashing could be heard. The lightning and the Golden Dragon collided, sparks flew, and scorching heat waves surged.
Tang Yong took the opportunity to roll on the ground and got up. Before he could celebrate, a gust of wind came from behind him. Bang!
Tang Yong's body suddenly fell forward. He felt a fishy itch in his throat. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood on the ground.
Someone ambushed me!
Tang Yong turned around abruptly and saw First Madam glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.
"B * stard, I should have killed you when you were born!
I'll bury you with that slut! "
The First Madam gritted her teeth and cursed, "I was softhearted and let you go, you vile spawn. But I didn't expect you to be so cruel and unscrupulous. You didn't care about the years I raised you and dared to kill my son!"
"Today, I will tear you into pieces to appease my son's spirit in heaven!"
"Mother, Big Brother, you must avenge my husband."
Fu Hongxue arrived a little later than First Madam. She was dressed in white and had a white flower on her head. She was dressed like a widow.
Tang Yong looked at Fu Lingtian, who was crying sadly, and then looked at Fu Hongxue, who was eager to kill him. He could not help but laugh out loud.
Funny, this is really too funny. This adulterous couple killed her husband and actually dared to frame her.
Who gave him the right to do that?
"Bastard, you still dare to laugh!!"
This explosive shout exploded in Tang Yong's ears like a thunderclap, shaking his ears to the point they emitted waves of buzzing.
"Look, isn't that Marquis Shenwu?"
In the distance, a huge Longma beast was rapidly approaching. The onlookers on the street immediately made way for it.
Riding on the back of the Longma beast was a middle-aged man with a ferocious face. He squeezed his legs, and the Longma beast immediately sped up in pain.
In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man arrived at the entrance. He glared fiercely at Tang Yong, then glanced at the crowd with a gloomy face. He shouted, "Haven't you embarrassed yourselves enough?
Go back to the mansion! "
This stern-looking and imposing man was the current Marquis Shenwu, Tang Tian Xiong. When he took over power from the old Marquis Shenwu, the Marquis Shenwu family was gradually declining. It was he who saved the Marquis Shenwu family from the abyss of decline through marriage and various political maneuvers. It could be said that Xiong Tang Tian Xiong was an ambitious and ruthless person who turned the tide.
When Tang Yong's body was still young, he used to idolize his father. In his heart, his father was the greatest hero. However, although Xiong Tang Tian Xiong was a qualified official and a qualified marquis, he was not a good father.
In Tang Yong's childhood, there was only endless waiting and his mother's disappointed eyes. Every year, except for the Grand Ceremony, he almost never saw his father.
It was as if he was just a mistake made by his father in a moment of excitement and could only be thrown into a corner and forgotten.
Tang Yong looked at Xiong Tang Tian Xiong. For a moment, there was an incomparable unwillingness, bitterness, and longing in his heart.
The person in front of him was the person closest to him by blood, but at this moment, the person standing in front of him seemed to be a stranger.
Xiong Tang Tian Xiong looked at him with cold eyes, disdain, and even a trace of anger.
However, there was no excitement or joy of reuniting with his son after a long separation.
Perhaps, he was still thinking about how to avenge his son, Tang Tian!
When did he ever have me in his heart?
Tang Yong's nose was sour. He gritted his teeth and forced back his tears.
Although he knew that it was Tang Yong's original soul that was affecting his emotions, he still couldn't help feeling sad.
"Bastard, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and enter the mansion!"
The servants and guards who were standing at the entrance of the Tang mansion had already returned. Tang Tian Xiong stood behind Tang Yong and urged him impatiently.
"I'm not a bastard," Tang Yong said.
"What did you say?" Tang Tian Xiong frowned.
Tang Yong suddenly raised his head and looked directly at his biological father. He was Tang Yong, but he was no longer the cowardly Tang Yong of the past.
Although his emotions were affected by his soul, he had his own temper, self-esteem, self-improvement, and never admitted defeat. He would never bow down.
This was the real him!
Tang Yong said firmly, "I said, I'm not a bastard!"
After saying this, Tang Yong paused and said with a slightly mocking tone, "If I'm a bastard, then what are you?"
"You unfilial son, how dare you talk back to me!" Tang Tian Xiong roared and raised his hand to slap Tang Yong's back!
After being sneak attacked by the First Madam, Tang Yong had been vigilant. When he felt a gust of wind behind him, he immediately ran forward and dodged the attack.
After missing his attack, Tang Tian Xiong looked at Tang Yong in shock. A hint of doubt and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
He was a Martial Spirit Realm expert. Although he only used 10% of his strength, it was still not something a warrior could dodge.
When did his cowardly and incompetent son become so powerful?
Tang Tian Xiong looked at Tang Yong in shock. In his impression, Tang Yong had always been an insignificant existence. He was cowardly, incompetent, and did not even have the talent for cultivation. He was not as strong as he was, nor was he as proud as his mother. In this huge marquis' mansion, he was like an invisible person. No one could sense his existence.
However, it was because of his weakness and incompetence that he allowed him to live in the mansion. Otherwise, he would have killed him long ago with his sensitive identity.
Since when did he become so powerful?
Could it be that his mother's people had started to contact him?
Tang Tian Xiong thought of the only possibility and his face suddenly turned ugly. Sure enough, keeping him was a scourge.
Tang Tian Xiong looked at Tang Yong with cold eyes. There was a strong killing intent hidden in them. He did not fight in public. Instead, he said to Tang Yong, "What are you doing here? If you have something to say, go back to the mansion."
It could be seen that he actually cared about his face and the image of Shenwu Hou Mansion.
Even if he wanted to kill him, he still had to go back to the mansion to solve it.
Tang Yong had lived in the foggy demon forest for more than a month. His sensitivity to killing intent had long surpassed that of others. He felt Tang Tian Xiong's killing intent, but his heart was full of confusion. In his opinion, there was no overnight hatred between father and son. Even if there were any misunderstandings and contradictions, it would be fine to talk it out.
This was also why he dared to come back when he knew that Fu Lingtian wanted to frame him.
But now he was a little regretful. Now it seemed that Tang Tian Xiong's killing intent for him was no less than that of the First Madam and Fu Lingtian.
Tang Yong was a little scared that he would have to face a room full of experts by himself.
"Damn it!
If I had known that Tang Tian Xiong was such a person, I would not have come back! "