And just when Zhang Zetao led the masters of the clan to rush to Kelaixuan with a terrifying killing machine, the City Lord's Mansion, who was always paying attention to the movements of the Zhang family, also received the news.

Fu Hansheng was also shocked when he heard the secret agent's confession, what kind of moth is this Zhang Zetao going to do?

Before Zhang Zetao did a lot of things in the city because of Zhang Yuwen's death, he didn't take the city lord's mansion in his eyes at all, the city lord's mansion had long been angry, and he couldn't wait to give Zhang Zetao the right law on the spot, but the Zhang family's power was too big, and the city lord's mansion was not easy to move him, so he had to warn a few words, and secretly paid close attention to the Zhang family's movements.

Fu Hansheng came to Lin Xiangnan with deep worry and told Lin Xiangnan the news he had received.

After listening to Fu Hansheng's report, Lin Xiangnan put his hands behind his back, looked at the clouds in the sky, and did not make a sound for a long time.

"City Lord?"

Fu Hansheng couldn't help but speak, he really couldn't stand Lin Xiangnan's indecisiveness.

"Huh~ Mr. Fu, please go and prepare, gather the masters in the city guards, and go with the city lord to see, what does this Zhang Zetao want to do now?"

"No matter what he wants to do, I can't let him be lawless, after all, this is the county seat of Annan, and I am the lord of the county city of Annan appointed by the Great Xia Dynasty!"

Lin Xiangnan let out a breath of depression, turned around, and commanded Fu Hansheng.

When Fu Hansheng heard this, the anxiety in his eyes suddenly dissipated, turning into excitement and relief, and he nodded solemnly and replied: "Yes! City Lord!"

After speaking, he turned around and left to issue the order of the city lord Lin Xiangnan, and while walking, he felt that the momentum of the whole person had changed a lot.

Seeing Fu Hansheng go away, Lin Xiangnan was silent, and said secretly in his heart:

After all, this is the county seat of Annan, and it is my Lin Xiangnan's territory, you Zhang Zetao are so arrogant and domineering, how can I spare you!

It's time to make some decisions, and whatever you're going to do, don't do whatever you want!

............

After Wang Yi and Mo Chengcheng finished eating, they came out of the private room and were about to go to the checkout, when they heard a commotion and screams.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the Zhang family is doing things, and the idle people are waiting to stay away. ”

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Ahh Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll go right away, go right away..."

"Hey, a few masters, I don't know what to do in my shop, please slow down, the villain is just a small business." ”

"Get out!" accompanied by a cold and cold word, the entire guest Xuan seemed to tremble a little.

Then there was a sound of a broken window, accompanied by a scream, and it smashed down the street.

Wang Yi and Mo Chengcheng glanced at each other, and they could see the hint of surprise in their eyes.

What's going on? Somebody is making trouble?

Just when the two of them were still puzzled, a large group of fierce gray-clothed men poured out at the entrance of the building, all carrying knives and swords.

Led by a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, he looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who was being held by two guards, and asked coldly, "Is that them?"

"Yes, that's them. When the little guy in Tsing Yi heard this, he nodded hurriedly like pounding garlic.

I didn't dare to look at Zhang Zetao, obviously I was extremely afraid in my heart.

Seeing the little guy in Tsing Yi, Wang Yi and Mo Qingcheng's hearts sank, obviously, this group of people came to find them.

The two of them glanced at each other, both of them raised their vigilance, and the Xuan Gong in their bodies was secretly working, ready to flee for their lives at any time.

The two of them could see that the cold man was a powerful innate master, much stronger than the black-robed old man before, and the two of them did not have the slightest chance of victory in their hands.

Just as the two were about to break the window and escape, a cold killing machine firmly locked on the two of them, making the two of them stiffen in unison, quenching the desire to escape.

Immediately, a huge coercion emanated from the cold middle-aged man, making the surrounding air sink a lot, and almost all of this coercion acted on the two of them.

The two of them only felt like they were carrying tens of thousands of catties of boulders on their bodies for a moment, almost crushing the two of them.

"Humph......"

The two of them snorted in their mouths, and they resisted this huge pressure, and looked at the cold middle-aged man with an unusually ugly face.

"Oh, you really have some ability, no wonder you can kill my son and get away with it, but in front of me, your little strength will have no power to resist!"

Zhang Zetao saw that Wang Yi and the others had withstood their coercive momentum, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the cold light in his eyes became even heavier.

Now he is ninety percent sure that Wang Yi is the murderer of his son.

Wang Yi said with difficulty: "Who are you, why did you kill us? We don't seem to have any festivals!"

"Hah!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zetao sneered, and then said with a crazy face: "You actually said that we didn't have a holiday? It's such a big joke, don't you dare to admit what you have done?"

Hearing this, Wang Yi was even more confused, he didn't remember what he had with the group of people in front of him, why did he have so much hatred for the two of them? Also, what did I do?

As for Mo Qingcheng, her face was full of coldness, she was very sure that she did not have a grudge against the person in front of her, and it was obvious that she was dragged down by Wang Yi.

This guy is still a troublemaker, but it's ridiculous that the enemy came to the door, and he didn't even know who the other party was.

Wang Yi really couldn't remember where he had a grudge with the other party, so he had to say helplessly: "I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood, I don't recognize you, and I didn't have an enmity with you." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zetao's face was full of coldness, but he didn't want to say more, in his opinion, Wang Yi is a dead duck with a hard mouth, and he won't let go of his mouth.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has already found the murderer, as long as he is caught, he will be tortured to death, and avenge his child.

"Come on, arrest these two people, I want to make them worse than dead, and avenge my son Yuwen!" I heard Zhang Zetao wave his hand and issue an order to the Zhang family's masters and guards behind him.

"Yes!"

The swords of the warriors behind Zhang Zetao were unsheathed and pressed towards Wang Yi and the others.

When Wang Yi heard the word Yuwen in Zhang Zetao's mouth, he immediately remembered something, and he hurriedly said loudly: "Wait, are you talking about Zhang Yuwen?"

When Zhang Zetao heard Wang Yi talk about Zhang Yuwen, a touch of grief suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he was overwhelmed by anger and hatred, he didn't say much, but looked at Wang Yi coldly, without the slightest emotion.

And the warrior who came up did not hear the order to stop, nor did he stop, but pressed closer.

Wang Yi figured everything out at this time, he saved Lantian Yu in the city before and taught Zhang Yuwen a hard lesson.

Later, Zhang Yuwen held a grudge and personally brought people to chase and kill them, but unexpectedly provoked the congenital demon crocodile Jiao, and finally Zhang Yuwen and many Zhang family warriors were swallowed alive by the crocodile Jiao.

Thinking of this, he took a few steps back while protecting Mo Qingcheng, and at the same time held the pure Jun sword in his hand, looked at Zhang Zetao, and said in a low voice:

"Zhang Yuwen was not killed by me, he was buried in the mouth of the crocodile!"

When Zhang Zetao heard this, a cold color flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say a word, in his opinion, Wang Yi was just nonsense, even if what he said was true, he would let Wang Yi and others accompany him to the funeral, whether he killed it or not, in his heart, it was a death sentence.

Seeing that Zhang Zetao didn't pay attention to it at all, he was determined to catch them and let himself pay for his life, Wang Yi's heart also sank.

He whispered to Mo Qingcheng: "You run away immediately after a while, I will block you for a while, escape from the city as soon as possible, and escape as far as possible!"

When Mo Qingcheng heard this, a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes, but his face did not change at all, and his footsteps did not move a step.

"You take care of yourself first, be careful, they're coming up!" Mo Qingcheng said lightly, and the words fell, only to see that this group of warriors had approached the two of them.

No longer speaking, Mo Qingcheng took the initiative to raise his sword to meet the group of warriors, and the battle broke out suddenly.

Seeing this, Wang Yi's face was anxious, he didn't expect that Mo Qingcheng would not listen to him, and a touch of anger rose in his heart, and he was a little helpless.

He had no choice but to raise his sword and join the battlefield, and suddenly, the sword aura here was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was fierce, accompanied by a scream, this place was a mess, and the tables, chairs and benches of the entire restaurant were smashed by the corpses that flew out upside down in this one-sided killing.

The many corpses lying on the ground, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the severed limbs made everyone who saw it turn pale and fearful in their hearts.

Thanks to the huge breakthrough in strength, Wang Yi and Mo Chengcheng were like slaughtering these Zhang family martial artists who were no taller than the seven or eight masters of the martial arts.

The two stood together, staring coldly at the surrounding warriors who did not dare to step forward again, and the solemnity in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"A bunch of waste!" Zhang Zetao scolded angrily, although he was also a little frightened, the two of them were obviously not high, but their strength was extremely strong, but the murderous intent and anger in his heart were even stronger.

There is no doubt that the two of them are martial arts Tianjiao, this kind of person either does not provoke, and if he provokes, he must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, otherwise when he grows up, he and his family will not leave the chickens and dogs.

I saw Zhang Zetao shoot angrily, and his strong innate true qi turned into an amazingly powerful earthy yellow giant palm, carrying the power of oppressive space towards Wang Yi and the others.

Obviously, Zhang Zetao no longer planned to catch the two and torture them to vent his anger, but directly planned to kill the two with one palm.

And the crowd of onlookers behind him were still shocked by the strength of the two a moment ago. The next moment, they were all shocked in their hearts, and they secretly said that these two people were dead.

Feeling the pressure of death rushing to their faces, Wang Yi and Mo Qingcheng were horrified in their hearts, this blow, they couldn't stop it, they would die!

Just as Wang Yi was experiencing despair again, a little golden light surged in Mo Chengcheng's eyes, and he was about to cast a secret method when a domineering sword aura struck from the window behind the two.

Carrying the artistic conception of cutting everything, it crossed the heads of Wang Yi and the others, and collided with the palmprint with amazing power.

"Be careful!"

Wang Yi's expression changed greatly, and at the last moment, he blocked Mo Qingcheng behind him.

"Boom~~"

A deafening loud bang sounded, accompanied by a terrifying shock wave, Wang Yi and the warriors around him were affected by this violent shock wave, and suddenly people turned on their backs, and a miserable howl sounded, I don't know how many people were injured and how many people died.

Wang Yi also felt that his internal organs and brain were shaken, and he felt abnormal pain, and Mo Qingcheng hurriedly supported Wang Yi.

"Lin ~ Xiang ~ South!" Zhang Zetao saw that his killing blow was blocked by a majestic sword aura, and instantly knew who the person was coming, and said word by word.

As his words fell, a clear and majestic middle-aged male voice sounded outside the guest hall: "Zhang Zetao, you are too blind to the king's law, you dare to kill people privately in the city, do you still have me, the city lord of Annan, in your eyes?"

As the words fell, a middle-aged man with an elegant figure and a majestic temperament instantly appeared beside Wang Yi and Mo Qingcheng, who was holding a giant long knife like the Green Dragon Glaive Knife in his hand, and was looking at Zhang Zetao coldly.