The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

Chapter 162 Royal City

Zhang Chentian's decision to establish a power was not an impulsive one, but a well-considered one.

He knew very well that in this world, strength and resources were the key to survival.

On the surface, the Zhang family is his backing; secretly, Haoyue Palace has become his secret weapon.

This strategy of combining light and dark allows him to deal with various emergencies with ease.

After watching the two leave, Zhang Chentian and Xiaobai disappeared in an instant, and the next moment they appeared at the place where they had just fought, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Zhao family.

At this moment, several monks passed by and witnessed this fierce battle.

They would naturally tell the Zhao family what they saw and heard, and this was exactly the result Zhang Chentian expected.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, an hour later, ten monks dressed in Zhao family costumes appeared in front of Zhang Chentian.

They are the closest team to this place, and their purpose of coming here is naturally to hunt down Murong Bo and his brothers.

"Did you do it?" The leading Zhao family cultivator looked at the seven frozen corpses around him with a gloomy expression. His voice was cold and full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to freeze Zhang Chentian.

"Yes, I killed him." Zhang Chentian looked calm and spoke in a firm tone, without any intention of backing down.

"Then you will be buried with them!"

The Zhao family cultivator roared angrily, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and a light flashed in his hand, and a sharp sword appeared. The sword body flashed with cold light and exuded a powerful aura.

"I think we can talk about it. After all, you were the ones who made the mistake first!"

Zhang Chentian said lightly, his eyes revealing confidence and composure.

"You are not qualified! The person my Zhao family wants to kill cannot be left alive!"

The Zhao family cultivator sneered, his voice filled with a hint of disdain and contempt.

"Humph, so noisy!"

Zhang Chentian snorted coldly, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He raised his hands, and an ice cone condensed instantly and rushed towards the Zhao family cultivator.

Pfft!

The ice cone was extremely fast and pierced through the chest of the Zhao family cultivator in the blink of an eye. Blood splattered out. The Zhao family cultivator widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and slowly fell to the ground.

"So! Am I qualified?"

Zhang Chentian was suspended in the air, emitting a powerful aura. Behind him was a huge ice-blue sword shadow, like a god of war.

He looked at the remaining nine Zhao family cultivators with cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

The Zhao family cultivators who saw this scene turned pale, their bodies trembled, their throats became dry, and they swallowed nervously.

One of the cultivators in the middle stage of Condensation Realm took a difficult step forward, looked at Zhang Chentian, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Senior, may I ask why you want to kill our Zhao family's cultivators?"

Zhang Chentian snorted coldly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his tone was full of sarcasm and indifference:

"Why, are you the Zhao family the only ones allowed to kill people, but others are not allowed to kill members of your family?"

Hearing this, the Zhao family cultivator's face froze, but he still suppressed his fear and spoke again:

"We don't have any hatred towards our predecessors, right?"

Zhang Chentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile:

"The two men you're chasing are my brothers. As for why you're so desperate to hunt them down, I'm sure you know it all!"

"If you want revenge, you can come directly to me! I will be waiting for you in the royal city!"

"My name is Zhang Chentian, and I'm also Earl Lingbing!"

There was an unquestionable majesty in Zhang Chentian's voice.

He was not afraid that the Zhao family would cause trouble for the Zhang family. After all, the Zhang family was a family of earls personally appointed by King Xia.

Moreover, as long as the Zhao family is not absolutely sure that they can kill him, they dare not easily provoke a dispute.

After saying these words, Zhang Chentian no longer paid attention to the Zhao family cultivators, turned around and sat back on Xiaobai's back, then drove it towards the royal city.

Five days passed quickly, and Zhang Chentian finally arrived outside the gate of the royal city.

He looked up at the ancient, majestic and tall city gate in front of him, and a feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

This city gate seems to have witnessed the vicissitudes of countless years and exudes a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

Zhang Chentian took a deep breath and calmed his inner excitement.

The moment he rode Xiaobai into the royal city, a powerful aura hit him in the face.

This spiritual energy was rich and pure, making Zhang Chentian feel comfortable all over.

He closed his eyes, quietly feeling the flow of spiritual energy around him, and was secretly amazed in his heart.

The streets in the royal city are spacious and clean, and the buildings on both sides are tall and magnificent.

These buildings adopt ancient style, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings. Every detail shows extraordinary craftsmanship and artistic value.

Zhang Chentian walked slowly forward while admiring the scenery along the way.

He found that the people here seemed very busy, but everyone's face was filled with confidence and satisfied smiles.

In the bustling crowd, Zhang Chentian noticed that monks could be seen everywhere.

Some of them are wearing flowing robes, holding magical weapons, with bright eyes and light steps; some of them are riding flying swords, whizzing through the sky, leaving behind brilliant rays of light.

Some of these cultivators exuded a powerful aura, and it was obvious that their cultivation was not weak. Zhang Chentian secretly sighed in his heart that the royal city was indeed a place full of talented people.

Walking to the square in the center of the city, Zhang Chentian saw many cultivators gathered there.

Some of them were exchanging their cultivation experiences and sharing their experiences and insights with each other; others were showing off their magical skills, which aroused cheers.

The flashes of spiritual light and the interweaving of spells were dazzling. Zhang Chentian watched with interest for a while, then continued forward.

In the bustling market, all kinds of rare magic weapons, elixirs, and spiritual materials are available.

Zhang Chentian strolled through the market, carefully observing every item.

The stall owners shouted enthusiastically, selling their treasures to the passing monks.

In restaurants and teahouses, monks talked and discussed about strange stories in the martial arts world and the ways of cultivation.

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Looking at the prosperous royal city in front of him, Zhang Chentian sighed in his heart:

"It's worthy of being the royal city! The cities I've visited before are simply incomparable to it!"

"Hmph, Chentian, don't make a fuss here. This is nothing. Think back to the past..."

Xiaota's voice sounded in Zhang Chentian's mind.

"Hey, hey, little tower, you're well-informed, alright? You're awesome, you're powerful, alright!"

Hearing that Xiaota was about to show off, Zhang Chentian quickly interrupted him.

"Humph, you really don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young! Can't you just listen to me?"

Xiaota's voice sounded in Zhang Chentian's mind again.

"Are you old or young?" Zhang Chentian thought of Xiaota's childish appearance and couldn't help teasing in his heart.

"Of course I am... Humph, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me unless it's important!"

Hearing Zhang Chentian's teasing words, Xiaota was speechless.