Zhang Yang held back his anger, bowed his head and said, "Please make it clear to the city lord." ”

Mo Tianxiao finally sprinkled his noble gaze towards Zhang Yang a little, and said, "If I say that the Zhao family is protected by the Yan Palace, do you still dare to do it?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, but he didn't expect Mo Tianxiao to also mention Yanwangfu. Could it be that what Zhao Cheng said is true?

However, before Zhang Yang's action, Zhang Yongzhan gave him a death order, no matter how the situation changed, the Zhao family must be destroyed tonight. He bears the consequences. The old man is about to get out of the customs, and no one in the Zhang family is afraid!

What's more, now that the Long family and the Chen family have been pulled into the chariot, what is there to carry together!

The power of the three families joining forces, who dares to underestimate it!?

Zhang Yang still said in a gentle tone: "It's already started, and you can't get it back." The old man in the family was very angry. Even if the Zhao family is really protected by the Yan Wangfu, they shouldn't provoke the people of our three families unscrupulously. The head of the Long family and the Chen family, their anger is not below that of my old man. ”

A playful smile suddenly appeared on Mo Tianxiao's face, and he said, "You mean to say that the three of you are hard-hearted?"

Zhang Yang nodded lightly and said, "Now it's not a matter of the arrow on the string, but the arrow has been issued." Therefore, what we care about is not whether the Zhao family is protected by the Yan Wangfu, but the attitude of the City Lord's Mansion. ”

Mo Tianxiao closed the scroll, looked at Zhang Yang, and said seriously: "Look at my posture today, my attitude is obvious. ”

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Mo Tianxiao to answer so decisively, and frowned: "City Lord, the three of us have been friends with you for many years. His Zhao family is just an outsider. ”

There was a bit of a pleading flavor to these words. Mo Tianxiao smiled slightly, he liked this feeling of strength. He didn't rush to answer Zhang Yang, but stood up, holding the scroll behind him with both hands, and walked back and forth a few steps.

After a long time, he turned his back to Zhang Yang and said: "Since you still value this friendship, then I won't do anything wrong." I will give your Zhang family a chance, withdraw now, and the City Lord's Mansion will not be to blame for the past. ”

An angry light flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and his whole body trembled.

The next moment, he turned and walked away. Not to withdraw, but to continue to fight.

"If we don't bloody the Zhao family tonight, we will never turn back! Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed!"

Mo Tian turned around with a smile, looked at Zhang Yang's back angrily, and said coldly: "This Su Cheng is not surnamed Zhang, nor is it surnamed Mo, but surnamed Zhao!

"Protect the Zhao family! Anyone who makes a move against the Zhao family will be killed!"

The next moment, the old man who had been standing behind Mo Tianxiao and had never spoken moved, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared a hundred steps away, standing in front of the gate of the Zhao family. His hands hung down naturally, and he didn't see him make any movements, but the people around him who raised their knives and rushed towards Zhao's house were shocked one after another.

He was dressed in a Confucian robe, and his forehead was covered with wrinkles like mountains.

It is Master Hong.

......

Green Snake Street, Oblique Rain Pavilion.

The night was still thundering.

There was still no wind in the city.

Yang Fan and Ying Cai'e stood in the center of Green Snake Street, next to the oblique rain pavilion, staring at each other.

"Is this here?" asked Yang Fan.

"This is it. Ying Caige nodded.

Yang Fan said: "The place has been found, but the second spell can't be recited for the time being, you have to rest in the pavilion for a while." ”

Ying Caige glanced around and said, "I understand." ”

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Yang Fan's face, and he said around: "You understand, but some people still don't understand, they still like to hide in the shadows as turtles with shrunken heads." ”

Hearing this, a noisy sound sounded in the dark night around him.

Three teams of people came from the darkness, and finally hundreds of people appeared in front of Yang Fan one after another.

The three people led by them were from the three families of Zhang Long and Chen, and each of them had a faint golden light on their bodies, and they turned out to be three Golden Soul Realm soul guests!

Zhang Sheng, Long Wu, Chen Tian, the core figures of the three families.

And at this moment, the three of them went out at the same time, and joined forces, just to deal with one person.

And this person turned out to be just a sixteen-year-old boy.

It's really affordable!

But it can't be helped, they have to.

Because this teenager has another resounding name.

Snowy Night Killer.

Enough.

A white light flashed in Yang Fan's hand, and the quest sword appeared in his hand. He took a step forward and said, "Don't say anything, let's do it." ”

Zhang Sheng and the three of them glanced at each other, waved to Yang Fan, and shouted, "Kill him!"

The three of them did not rush to make a move, but ordered the men behind them. This group of subordinates are also the elites of the three major families, although most of them are Fire Soul Realm soul guests, but there are also many soul guests from the Wood Soul Realm and Water Soul Realm.

The strength of this team is no worse than the strength of the team that went to attack the Zhao family.

Setting up such a formation to deal with a Yang Fan is enough to show that the three families attach great importance to Yang Fan, and it also shows that their anger towards Yang Fan has reached an immeasurable height.

A sharp light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and several sword qi flew out of the Seeking Sword and hit the enemy who was running in front. Immediately afterward, he drew his seeking sword and launched an attack on the enemy.

A cloud of black smoke exploded from the crowd, and a tall, burly black figure appeared on Green Snake Street. Behind this figure, a pair of wings that seemed to be made of blood and lava, and a treacherous halberd with more than five feet in its hand, suddenly appeared in the dark night, as if death had descended.

As soon as he appeared, two of them were trampled under his feet, unable to move.

It is the first soul soldier under the Demon Tower of Fusheng Town, Yan!

Immediately afterwards, Xiaolong and Xiong Bao appeared beside Yang Fan, one left and one right, fighting side by side with Yang Fan. Green light flashed on their bodies, and strands of wood soul power splashed everywhere.

Yang Fan, Xiaolong, and Xiong Bao are all already soul guests of the Wood Soul Realm!

The Black Sea seabed impact realm is successful!

And behind Yang Fan, next to the Oblique Rain Pavilion, Zhou Dabao stood there with a tiger's eye, launching a long-range attack on the enemy. His duty is not only to support Yang Fan, but also to protect the goose.

Yang Fan's team, after the previous continuous fierce battles, has become more and more tacit.

When the two sides started a war, Zhang Sheng and others immediately felt that this battle was not trivial. It seems that there is a reason why the three souls of the Golden Soul Realm joined forces to deal with this little doll.

So the three of them also took action.

Yan kept an eye on them, and when he saw the three of them move, he greeted them.

After a short confrontation, the Fire Soul Realm soul guests had basically fallen, and the rest were above the Water Soul Realm. But despite this, there are still fifty or sixty people in the team of the three major families, which shows how strong the strength of the three major families is.

Although Yang Fan was already a Wood Soul Realm soul guest, it was extremely difficult to resist so many soul guests above the Water Soul Realm. The slightest mistake can be a huge blow. He resisted with extra care, not daring to be distracted.