Unfilial Descendants

"Ah-da~!"

"Ho!"

"Ha!"

The scene gradually went wild amid Ma Fei's "mighty display of prowess."

Wang Tie Zhu and Lamborghini followed close behind, one taking each, aiming straight for their faces.

After a barrage of sweat-drenched blows, the Zhang Family's two ancestors were laid flat on their backs.

Only the strongest one was still struggling.

Zhang Liang felt as if five thunderbolts had struck the top of his head. Nothing he had experienced or understood in the past could support his comprehension of everything happening today.

Could this be an illusion? A thought quickly rose in Zhang Liang's heart.

Only an illusion could explain everything before him.

The moment that thought arose, Zhang Liang shook his spear and charged forward through gritted teeth.

He wanted to personally verify whether the ancestor before his eyes was real or fake.

When Qin He saw this, he thought, what was this supposed to be? Was he trying to "filially" kill his ancestor?

But how could a descendant lay hands on his own ancestor?

We could beat them however we liked, but he could not.

Qin He was determined not to let such an "unloyal and unfilial" thing happen.

Thus, the Weakening Technique he had been about to cast instantly became a Blessing Technique.

"Roar!"

That zombie ancestor let out a thunderous roar and immediately sprang to life, sweeping his claws at Zhang Liang, man and spear alike.

"Bang!"

Zhang Liang was sent flying. He bounced all the way down the burial hill from halfway up, rolling into the ditch at its foot.

He was left dazed and battered, his nose bruised and face swollen.

"Ah-da!~"

Seeing this, Ma Fei smacked the zombie with a small stool, knocking it back to the ground.

After that, Wang Tie Zhu and Lamborghini came up together to