At that time, Sima Qingcang was just an eight or nine-year-old child.
That's how Sima Qingcang was spared.
Of course, what Sima Qingcang did not expect was...
In fact, the mastermind behind the downfall of the Sima family was this old eunuch.
He's playing both the good cop and the bad cop.
She wanted to be a prostitute but also wanted to maintain a virtuous image.
He's got both the good guys and the bad guys all to himself.
Unfortunately, Sima Qingcang was unaware of all this and was kept in the dark from beginning to end.
Later, Sima Qingcang lived up to his expectations, displaying amazing martial arts talent and going further and further on the path of martial arts.
In just a few decades, he rose to become one of the four great war gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, becoming a well-deserved martial arts master.
Only martial artists of the Martial Grandmaster level or above are qualified to be called the God of War.
"Kill this brat for me first."
"Yes, godfather."
Sima Qingcang turned around and walked towards Ye Feng step by step.
Even now that he has become a Martial Grandmaster, his combat power far surpasses that of Wei Jinzhong.
However, he still held Wei Jinzhong in high esteem and obeyed his every word.
Ye Feng sneered and said disdainfully.
"As one of the four great war gods of the Great Xia Dynasty, a dignified Martial Grandmaster, he actually became a dog for that old eunuch."
"You are not worthy of the title of God of War at all."
"Arrogant!"
A warrior emerged from behind Sima Qingcang.
This man was dressed in black armor, looking imposing, and wielded two sharp broad axes.
Each one was as big as a cartwheel, with a face as black as the bottom of a pot and a full beard.
He rushed to Ye Feng like a gust of wind, raised his large axe high, and swung it down at Ye Feng, letting out a series of strange cries.
Wherever it went, sand and stones flew, the sky darkened, just like a black tornado swept by.
The onlookers were terrified and hastily retreated.
Some who were a little slower were blown apart by the fierce wind and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
"My God, this is a master of the eighth rank of the Innate Realm!"
"That's terrifying."
"The God of War, Qingcang, is indeed extraordinary; even his generals are so monstrous."
"This is one of the Eight Vajra of the Qingcang Divine Palace, nicknamed Black Whirlwind!"
"Even the Azure Dragon is far less powerful than him."
Whoosh whoosh——
Several more figures flashed out from behind Sima Qingcang and rushed towards Ye Feng, a total of seven.
The strongest among them was a gaunt old man, a master of the ninth rank of the Innate Realm.
The leader of the Eight Vajras, his gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, sending chills down one's spine.
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