Zhang Mochen's expression told Tang Wushuang that the way to spend money to buy peace would not work.

"Then, what does Patriarch Zhang mean?" Tang Wushuang asked with a violent heartbeat.

"Blood debt and blood to pay, life to pay!" Zhang Mochen put away his sneer, his handsome face was serious and a little hideous.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Tang Sect suddenly panicked, and they took their lives to fight for their lives? There are one or two hundred people killed or injured in Huandaomen and the Zhang family.

Their worries were correct, the people of the Liuyun Sect could kill each other, not to mention the small Tang Sect, I saw that Tang Wushuang's face was entangled, but he quickly waved his hand at the three Yuan generals behind him, and began to select some weak sect people to serve as blood sacrifices.

However, just when there was a wail above the Tang Gate, Zhang Mochen's words made the audience quiet again.

"Master Tang, you misunderstood, I just want your life!"

The corners of his eyes twitched, Tang Wushuang's face was like ashes, but a black-green poisonous needle had already slipped from his sleeve cage into his palm.

"Boy, don't think I'm really afraid of you!" Tang Wushuang's face turned sharply, cold and poisonous, like a venomous snake that had awakened, and the thick aura of the middle-level general suddenly erupted from his body.

"Hehe, then let's come!" Zhang Mochen scolded, and the aura of the high-level Yuan Master instantly rose to the extreme, and as the gray light lingered all over his body, his skin began to condense a layer of metallic cold luster.

With only physical strength, he can repel Zhongli and Xie Fei, but this time, what Zhang Mochen wants is not to repel but to kill, as soon as the immovable underworld comes out, who will compete with the high-level generals?

Two breaths confronted each other in the center of the field, one gelatinous and the other just mist, but neither of them despised the latter.

The atmosphere remained quiet in the collision of Zhang Mochen and Tang Wushuang's eyes, when a strong wind blew, Tang Wushuang took the lead in breaking the deadlock, and with a burst of applause, a black-green poisonous needle swished out under the wrapping of Yuan Li, and its body was extremely small, not much bigger than an embroidery needle.

After one move, Tang Wushuang did not stop, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body rose high with the help of his strength, however, just when everyone thought that he was going to attack at close range, Tang Wushuang's figure made people flee into the distance in shock.

How could a mid-level general be so easy to stop if he wanted to escape? When everyone came back to their senses, Tang Wushuang was already at the intersection of the distance, and the back of the original Gundam Majesty looked like a small black dot.

Looking at the small black dot fleeing in embarrassment, a disdainful sigh sounded above the ring knife door. And in the direction of the Tang Gate, because Tang Wushuang left the door at a critical moment, there was a lament of disappointment.

However, before the eyes of both sides could be withdrawn from the distance, they saw a yellow flash of light passing in front of them, and before they could turn their minds, a miserable scream floated into their ears from a distance.

There was a deathly silence, only the sound of the wind and the shaking of the throat, and everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of the intersection, where, under the slanting light of the setting sun, a long black shadow was walking slowly, and there was a round thing in his hand, the appearance of which could not be seen clearly, but there were drops of blood dripping all the way.

The people of the Tang Sect cut themselves off and made way for a passage, just like the people greeting their king, even if Zhang Mochen was carrying the blood of their sect master.

Jiang Tiansheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the young man who was walking slowly to the center of the field, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he decided that standing up outside Longtan would be the wisest decision in his life.

There was a smile on the corner of Chen Jingnan's mouth, which was the expression that the elders only had when they looked at the younger generations. At the Wang family's hundred-table banquet, the young man in black still needed his full help, and now, he has grown to a height that even he can't match.

The eagle will eventually soar into the sky, even if it encounters a storm in the sky.

Walking to the central position, Zhang Mochen stood still, and threw Tang Wushuang's head in front of the remaining three generals of the Tang Sect, who dared to have a trace of anger, and knelt on one knee at the moment, bowing his head and saying nothing. After the three of them knelt on the ground and surrendered, a kneeling sound sounded in this space, and the three or four hundred people of the Tang Sect put down their swords one after another and knelt on the ground to salute.

His eyes swept away, and Zhang Mochen's mind did not think about how to end it for the first time, but Ganluo's appearance emerged.

"If it's him, I'm afraid that these people will all die!" Zhang Mochen raised his head slightly, his eyes slowly closed, but after a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Killing anger is essential, but I am not him after all!"

Zhang Mochen's every action affected the audience, and the life and death of the three or four hundred people in the Tang Sect may be between his closed eyes and open eyes.

"Uncle Jiang, uncle, I'll take care of the rest, I'll go in and see Jiang Feng!" Zhang Mochen walked straight into the door after speaking.

Jiang Tiansheng glanced at Chen Jingnan, who smiled and said, "Qingquan Town is your territory, brother. ”

Hugging his fists and saluting, Jiang Tiansheng was not pretentious, and then took a big step and helped the three generals of the Tang Sect up.

"Three, let all grievances and grievances end today, Qingquan Town is a whole, and North Town and South Town are one after all. If you will follow me, I will treat them with all my heart. If you think that the water in my Huandaomen is shallow, you can turn around and leave, I Jiang Tiansheng has nothing to say. ”

Jiang Tiansheng said sincerely, and then glanced at it.

"Many of you are in North Town, but you are in South Town, don't you want to reunite with your families? ”

The owner of the door is not in vain, just by buying people's hearts, Jiang is born to be a good hand, and his sincere invitation will soon have an effect.

The three generals of the Tang Sect looked at each other for a moment, and then clasped their fists and said loudly: "The three of us are willing to join the Ring Sword Gate, if there are two hearts, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

"We are willing to follow the master of the Jiang Sect, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, without hesitation!" With the Sanyuan general taking the lead, the sky above the Tang Gate suddenly resounded like a mountain and a sea.

The process is thrilling, the ending is satisfying, Jiang Tiansheng took over all the territory of Tangmen in Nanzhen with lightning speed after absorbing the people of Tangmen, and since then there is no longer a distinction between North Town and South Town, and the Huandaomen dominates Qingquan Town.

For the old forces, the death of the master of the door may gradually wither, but it will not immediately fall apart, the reason why the Tang Sect has such an ending is because of Tang Wushuang's unkindness, and secondly, because of Zhang Mochen. It is not so much that they joined the Huandaomen to follow Jiang Tiansheng, but rather to follow Zhang Mochen.

In the next few days, Qingquan Town was turned upside down, but it was orderly in chaos and stable in chaos, and Zhang Mochen didn't worry about it.

Because the situation in Longbo City was quite stable, and Jiang Feng's injuries still needed to be observed for a period of time, Zhang Mochen asked Chen Jingnan to take people back to Sanye Town first, and he stayed, which also made him busy and spent a few days of comfort.

Late at night, the candle flame in a house swayed gently in the wind stretched the three figures obliquely, and after the last Mu Yuan force was input, Zhang Mochen wiped the sweat on his forehead and walked off the bed.

Although Jiang Feng has not yet woken up, his complexion is improving day by day, and the sweet smile on Jiang Wei's little face has increased.

Helping Jiang Feng to lie down, Jiang Wei walked to the table and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhang Mochen, but when he spoke, his eyes did not dare to look directly, I don't know if it was reflected by the candle or for other reasons, and his round little face was slightly flushed.

"Brother Mochen, thank you!"