"Hmph!" Wen Baichuan snorted coldly, carrying the heavy sword, leaving an afterimage in place, and in an instant, his bucket-like thighs had been firmly pumped on Liu Mu's chest.

"Poof......" Liu Mu didn't have time to react at all, the huge impact caused his sternum to dent and tear the back robe, spurting out a long string of blood in an instant, and he died on the spot without even having a chance to scream.

Spike !!

"Ah, Elder Liu......" Ding Zi couldn't help but widen his eyes and scream when he saw that Liu Mu couldn't hold up a single face in front of Wen Baichuan.

Wen Baichuan didn't even look at Liu Mu, calmly patted his trouser legs, and walked towards the south of the city with Feng Ran and Wang Yurou, leaving behind the people of the Ding family with stunned faces.

The people in the restaurant who were so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak saw Feng Ran follow Wen Baichuan away, and I don't know who took a long breath first, and the restaurant, which was still unusually quiet, suddenly boiled. Yang Ba covered his abdomen and supported Yang ~ Xiong wanted to go downstairs to catch up with Feng Ran, and the guests in the restaurant all rushed up to help when they saw this, this move made Yang ~ Xiong flattered, and the worship of the monk in his heart was suddenly out of control like the Yellow River flooding.

Just when Yang ~ Xiong and the two of them walked to the door of the restaurant and were about to shout for wind dyeing, a middle-aged man in white with a height of six feet stepped into the air from the north of the city: "Hahaha, Xinyue City has not been so lively for a long time, I haven't seen it for several years, why should Brother Baichuan leave in a hurry." ”

When Ding Zi and the three of them heard this, their faces were full of excitement.

Wen Baichuan turned to look at the man in white who had come to Ding Zi's side, with a serious expression: "If Brother Qingshan wants to learn, Wen will accompany him at any time, but these two children Wen must be taken away today." ”

It turned out that the person who came was Ding Mao's father, the eldest brother of the Ding Zi brothers, and the head of the Ding family in the north of the city: 'Cloud Piercing Arrow' Ding Qingshan. Like Wen Baichuan, he is also a powerhouse in the realm of the Martial King.

Ding Qingshan glanced at Liu Mu, who had passed out, and sneered, and his words were full of meanness: "Just dare to give the hell to the 'Qingyun Swordsman'? ”

Seeing that Wen Baichuan didn't pay attention to himself, Ding Qingshan squinted his eyes slightly, touched the yellowed wrench on the thumb of his right hand, and his face was indifferent: "The Ding and Wen families have been together in this Heart Moon City for hundreds of years, and although there have been small fights during this period, there has never been a situation like today, even if the identities of these two children are not ordinary, if so many people from my Ding family are injured and leave like this, how will my Ding family gain a foothold in this Heart Moon City in the future?"

Wen Baichuan raised his eyebrows, and his right hand holding the heavy sword tightened unconsciously: "Oh, what does Brother Qingshan want to do?"

Ding Qingshan pursed his lips and smiled: "It's okay to take these two people away, but all of your Wen family's Chengnan gambling house needs to be assigned to my Ding family." ”

Wen Baichuan heard the words and took a few steps forward to block Feng Ran's body: "It's okay for you to be given by the gambling house, but you have to ask my old friend if he agrees first." With that, he easily inserted the giant sword in his hand into the ground, and looked directly at Ding Qingshan with both hands in his arms.

"It's fine. As soon as Ding Qingshan's words fell, he left an afterimage in the place where he was standing, and went straight to Wen Baichuan. Wen Baichuan also rushed over.

"Bang!" A wave of qi spread out in all directions from the collision of the two bodies, and everyone around them was pushed back a few steps by this qi wave.

Ding Qingshan suddenly disappeared on the spot at this moment, and actually flashed into the sky and grabbed Wen Baichuan's head, and Wen Baichuan threw a punch violently. Fists and palms struck, Wen Baichuan's legs instantly sank into the ground three feet deep, Ding Qingshan's body churned in the air several times, and after landing on the ground, he took a few steps back and stood firm.

Fang Cai's fight was nothing more than a mutual test between the two. At this moment, without waiting for Ding Qingshan to make a move, Wen Baichuan rose up with his legs and rushed straight towards Ding Qingshan. The two of them were evenly matched, and all that was visible in front of everyone's eyes was the fleeting afterimage and the dull sound of impact could be heard every time they fought.

Just when the two were fighting, the street was surrounded by people watching the excitement in the city. The battle between the powerhouses of the Martial King Realm was very precious to all the monks present.

"There hasn't been a battle between the Martial King in Xinyue City for many years. An old man on a tall building not far from the west of the city looked ahead, his cheeks crisscrossing the ravines with a hint of reminiscence.

Fan Yao was also looking up at the two of them fighting in mid-air in the crowd at this time, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became: "Sure enough, it's a pity to see, it's a shame that I couldn't make a move yesterday, otherwise, eh." ”

After about a stick of incense, the battle between Wen and Ding had reached a white-hot stage, and the people around were all watching intently at the afterimage of fists and feet in the air, and their breathing couldn't help but become short.

The two Yang ~ Xiong brothers had come to Feng Ran's side at this time, and looked at Wen Baichuan's domineering figure with a fanatical expression.

"Roaring ......" Wen Baichuan, who was full of fighting spirit in mid-air, had long black hair without wind and automatic, and with a long roar, he used the martial art 'Tiangang Fist', only to see that his casserole-like fist was instantly covered by the five-layer substantiated Gang Qi Hood, and directly took Ding Qingshan's 'Divine Court'.

Ding Qingshan snorted coldly and flashed to the side, and suddenly there was an ink-colored longbow in his hand that emitted a ghostly light, and as his right hand pulled the bowstring, the yellowed wrench on his thumb flashed, and a crystal clear long arrow appeared on the bow, and the long arrow shot towards Wen Baichuan in mid-air with a series of sonic booms at a speed that ordinary people could not see.

"Ding!" the long arrow collided with the fist, making a crisp sound, turning into dots of crystal shards and slowly dissipating. And the five-layer qi shield on Wen Baichuan's fist also collapsed in an instant.

Wen Baichuan quickly turned around and pulled out the giant sword, and violently swung a three-zhang high sword qi towards Ding Qingshan in mid-air, and his body followed closely behind.

Ding Qingshan, who had dodged the sword qi, was about to open his bow, but unexpectedly, Wen Baichuan had already come to him and threw a heavy punch into his chest.

"Boom"

Ding Qingshan's body that was hit fell vertically, smashing a big hole on the ground.

"Father!"

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, the two brothers Ding Mao and Ding Zi stood in place and shouted anxiously.

Ding Qingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was just about to get up, when Wen Baichuan's heavy sword appeared on his chest.

"Hey. Ding Qingshan sighed, with a wry smile on his face: "I didn't expect that Brother Baichuan's cultivation has improved a lot in the past few years, you can take those two children away, I Ding Mou admitted this matter today." ”

Wen Baichuan put away the giant sword and said calmly: "That's very good. Then he turned and walked towards Kazezen.

Just as Wen Baichuan was about to walk to Feng Ran's side, Ding Qingshan got up and sneered and shot an arrow at his back.

"Senpai, be careful. Feng Ran and Wang Yurou shouted almost at the same time.

Wen Baichuan turned around and put the giant sword horizontally in front of his chest to block, and the whole person was pushed backwards by the powerful impact of this arrow, and slid backwards for several meters.

Wen Baichuan, who stabilized his figure, glared at Ding Qingshan angrily and blurted out two words: "Shameless." ”

Ding Qingshan pursed his lips and smiled when he heard this, and once again pulled his bow away and aimed at Wen Baichuan. When Wen Baichuan was about to come in front of him with his sword, he suddenly turned the arrow, aimed the direction at Feng Ran, and let go of his right hand.

Feng Ran didn't expect Ding Qingshan to attack him at all, and his mind was blank in the face of this sudden flying arrow.

"No!" Wen Baichuan roared angrily, it was too late to stop him at this time.

At this critical moment, Yang ~ Xiong, who was beside Feng Ran, violently pushed him away.

"Poof......

The flying arrow instantly penetrated Yang ~ Xiong's chest, and the powerful impact caused him to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was dragged back dozens of meters.

"Big brother!" Yang Ba, who reacted on the side, shouted in pain and ran towards Yang ~ Xiong, the pain in his abdomen caused by Ding Mao made him fall to the ground just a few steps away, and a cut broke out on his forehead, and blood flowed. Yang Ba didn't care about the pain and immediately got up from the ground, held his stomach and came to Yang ~ Xiong's side to hold him in his arms, and the strong man in his early twenties cried like a child at this time.

Just when everyone turned their heads to look at Yang ~ Xiong, Ding Qingshan took advantage of Wen Baichuan's distraction to leave an afterimage in the same place, stretched out his palm, and went straight to the wind.

"I'll kill your mother!"

At this time, a thunderous scolding voice swept towards Xinyue City, and the people in the city couldn't tell where the sound came from. In the distance, in the cellars of the Ding family in the north of the city, the Wen family in the south of the city, the Baili family in the west of the city, and the Hao Lan Sect, several coffins were shaking violently, and there seemed to be something inside that was about to break out of the coffin.

Ding Qingshan was so frightened by this voice that he stopped his body three meters away from Feng Ran, and looked at the sky with a frightened face, and a strong sense of crisis made him feel that if he did it, he would be buried here immediately.

Feng Ran and Wang Yurou heard this angry scolding, the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated, and tears instantly appeared in their eyes, only a relieved smile appeared on Wen Baichuan's face.

At this moment, everyone in the city was involuntarily pulled by this voice and looked up at the sky.

Under the watchful eye of the public, an old man dressed in a 'strange costume' descended from the sky and came to Feng Ran's body, it was Long Aotian!!

Feng Ran looked at the old man who was standing in front of him smiling at him, he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and hugged Long Aotian and cried loudly in his arms. Wang Yurou's beautiful face beside him finally bloomed with a charming smile, and tears dripped down her cheeks, which was really distressing.

Long Aotian gently patted Feng Ran's back with both hands, and always had a kind smile on his face: "The old slave is late, and the young master has been wronged." ”

The wind stain in his arms cried even more when he heard this, and the child would only be so 'unscrupulous' in front of the closest people.

Breaking free from Long Aotian's embrace, Feng Ran wiped the tears on his face and cried and complained: "It's so dangerous outside, you still let us out, if it weren't for him, we would all die here today, woo woo woo woo ......" As he spoke, he smiled at Wen Baichuan here with his finger to the right front.

Long Aotian nodded at Wen Baichuan: "I haven't seen you for many years, do you still remember the old man?"

Wen Baichuan immediately hugged his fists respectfully: "The younger generation has never dared to forget, fortunately with the guidance of the seniors, the younger generations can have today, the kindness of the seniors to the younger generations is like regenerating parents, and the younger generations ......"

"Alright. Long Aotian couldn't help but interrupt Wen Baichuan: "Why are you still like this after so many years." ”

"Hey, hey. Wen Baichuan smiled and touched the back of his head when he heard this, the powerhouse of the dignified Martial King realm was as well-behaved as a rabbit at this moment.