Zombie Evil Emperor

"Shameless Yang Zongbao, cancel the bet you just made with Sister Chen Yanjun, otherwise we will never let you go!"

Yang Zongbao's victory made the younger generation of the Chen family furious, and their fans started to curse.

Yang Zongbao looked at those Chen family members with a smile and said, "They are all just talking about their abilities. If you have the ability, come up and defeat me. Come on!"

The yelling at the scene suddenly died down.

They were angry, angry, and someone had to go up and defeat Yang Zongbao.

However, Chen Yanjun was already among the top five beings among the Chen family in the early stage of becoming gods. She was not as good as Yang Zongbao, so who could beat Yang Zongbao?

As for the other five people in the Chen family's early stage of becoming gods, they are not Chen Ping's direct descendants, and they are not qualified to play.

At this time, a young woman from the Chen family came on stage and carried Chen Yanjun off the stage after he fainted.

Then, a disciple of the Chen family who was in the early stage of becoming a god came on stage. He looked at Yang Zongbao and said, "I just said that as long as I win you, I will cancel the bet with Sister Chen Yanjun, right?"

Yang Zongbao nodded and said, "Yes."

"That's good!" The Chen family disciple said: "Next, I will decide the outcome with one move from you."

boom!

As he spoke, the aura on his body suddenly exploded, and it was so vigorous that it was like a volcano erupting, rising up, and terrifying energy swept in all directions, spinning like a tornado.

Boom boom boom!

The tornado's energy spun faster and faster, and finally turned into a snow-white angry dragon, charging forward menacingly.

Facing the angry dragon charging towards him, Yang Zongbao did not dare to be careless. After all, how could he underestimate the full power of a monk in the early stage of becoming a god?

What's more, this is a direct descendant of the Xingxiu Marquis family, so how can he not master powerful combat skills and magical powers.

In just an instant, Yang Zongbao transformed into a zombie form. With a roar, his figure transformed into a body of thousands of feet in the small world of the arena.

Swish!

The nails on his hands swelled to a hundred feet, and the air exploded in his huge palms, grabbing at the dinosaur and its body.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the ring, and the sky was filled with light.

After a long time, all the visions in the arena disappeared. I saw that Yang Zongbao had returned to his human form. He was standing in front of him, with his black hair flying and a smile on his handsome face.

On the ground not far in front of him, the Chen family disciple was lying on the ground, unconscious in his clothes.

After losing three games in a row, the faces of the younger generation of the Chen family were extremely ugly, especially the sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of Yang Zongbao's mouth in the ring, which made them itchy with anger.

But in the following time, the anger on the faces of the younger generations of the Chen family turned into despair.

Because Yang Zongbao, alone, actually won ten games in a row.

If only Yang Zongbao was so powerful, that would be fine. After Yang Zongbao went down, the other Yang family members who entered the ring would also be so powerful.

In fact, two of them were more terrifying than Yang Zongbao. All the direct descendants of the Chen family who came on stage were slapped away by the opponent, with blood spurting from their mouths, and they lost their fighting ability on the spot.

"Junior brother, the fighting power of your descendants is so amazing." In the stands, Chen Ping was shocked. Although his descendants were pampered, their fighting power was not weak.

Not only are they not weak, on the contrary, his descendants are also very strong, stronger than most people at the same level.

Therefore, when Chen Ping agreed to compete between the descendants of the two families, he was also saving the ability to show his descendants to Yang Tian.

You know, although he is now the Marquis of Xingxiu, he doesn't even have a single friend in the huge Chen family.

Those people wanted to get in front of him, they all wanted to curry favor with him, they were like dogs in front of him, but how could he, Chen Ping, become friends with those people.

At present, Yang Tian is Chen Ping's only friend, the only one who can speak his mind. If he doesn't show off any good things to Yang Tian, ​​who should he show off to?

Originally, he thought that his descendants would completely defeat Yang Tian's descendants, but he never expected that his descendants would be so vulnerable in front of Yang Tian's descendants.

In this regard, Yang Tian said nothing, just quietly watched the battle on the ring.

Time soon came to dark, and the night of the arena competition between the Chen family and the Yang family came to an end. The descendants of Yang Tian, ​​whether they were in the early stage of divine transformation, the middle stage of divine transformation, the late stage of divine transformation, or the late stage of divine transformation, had a perfect competition. In, no one lost.

Not only were there no defeats, there were not even draws, they were all easy wins.

In the end, all the descendants of the Chen family were silent. They had never seen such a terrifying family, and everyone was so strong.

That night, Chen Ping called all his descendants to the yard to reprimand them, but none of them could win.

In fact, Chen Ping didn't care whether he won or lost. His purpose was to wake up these descendants and make them have a sense of shame and a heart to work hard and practice hard.

In the courtyard, everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, their faces flushed with shame. It was a huge shame today.

Chen Ping suddenly pointed at Chen Yanjun and said, "From today on, you will go live with Yang Zongbao for me."

"Ancestor, I..."

Before Chen Yanjun could finish speaking, Chen Ping interrupted: "You must do what you say. If you lose the bet, then you must abide by it. I, Chen Ping, have no descendants who do not keep their word."

As he said that, he looked at all the female descendants among the descendants, "Don't think that you are superior to others because you were born in the Marquis Palace. In fact, if you leave the title of the Chen family members of the Marquis Palace, you are still nothing. What do you think? Today I will make it clear to you, if anyone can marry the descendant of my little junior brother, the dowry I will give you will be more than you can imagine."

It wasn't until midnight that Chen Ping got tired of scolding him. With a wave of his hand, he told those dog descendants to be driven away, especially the descendant Chen Yanjun, whom he usually valued very much, and had people send them directly to Yang Zongbao.

Of course, he was sent to have more contact with Yang Zongbao, not the bridal chamber. After all, the Chen family was a marquis family, so they couldn't do that kind of thing.

Yang Zongbao was very surprised when Chen Yanjun came over. Although he said that at the time, it was just an angry word at the time, but he had no real intention to let her...

"Now that she's here, let her stay."

Before Yang Zongbao could ask her to go back, Yang Tian's voice sounded in his yard.

Yang Zongbao could only agree and arranged Chen Yanjun in the next wing of the courtyard.

Not long after, Yang Zongbao came to Yang Tian's residence, "Ancestor, I don't like that Chen Yanjun, I..."

Yang Tian waved his hand and said: "You will bear the bet you made with her in front of everyone."