Using the elixir could not completely defeat the other party, and between the white hairs dancing wildly, Shang Yun couldn't help but drink again in shock, urging a more ferocious vitality, this son must not stay.

Stepping on his left foot, Zhang Mochen gritted his teeth to stop the retreat, and also roared, forcing the more incomparable vitality to the palm of his hand, although Shang Yun only stepped into the half-step Yuan General Dacheng with the help of the pill, it was enough for him to pay attention to it.

The two sides fought fiercely for a few minutes, and when an explosion accompanied by two muffled snorts spread in this space, in the nervous eyes of everyone, in the distorted collision zone, there were two figures each retreating sharply, and every step they took was a pit that submerged their ankles, however, whether it was Zhang Mochen or Shang Yun, in the next second of stabilizing their retreat, like a mad beast, they attacked again.

The stalemate grappling was short and violent, and one after another strong vitality was urged out by Shang Yun, and fists, feet, hands, and elbows also became Zhang Mochen's attack weapons. The loud sound of the collision was like a thunderclap that exploded one after another, as if a storm was about to usher in this valley.

It was another head-on impact, and the powerful anti-shock force temporarily separated the two, but their eyes became more and more fierce, and they confronted each other fiercely in mid-air, as if they could hear the sound of electricity.

Shang Yun's chest rose and fell violently, his white hair was messy, and his body was full of fist and foot marks, but this did not affect the infinite murderous aura in those vicious eyes, "I admit that among the juniors I have ever seen, you are the strongest person, there is no one, we could have been friends, but you don't know the current affairs, so, today, you must die!"

Zhang Mochen's face was also very serious, but the eyes under the sword eyebrows were not fearless, only surging battle intent, "In this case, my ears have heard the cocoon, and I will talk about killing me if I have the ability!"

"Hmph, arrogant!" After that, Shang Yun's thick aura instantly became extremely violent, and he put his hands on his chest and pulled slowly, and in the middle, the green energy wave flashed and thundered continuously, and a skull gradually condensed, and suddenly, the wind was howling, the ghosts were crying and howling, and in the valley where the fog was already overpowering, the light was a little dim again.

Heaven and earth suddenly changed, everyone stared at the skull on Shang Yun's chest in horror, and some people with slightly weaker strength even sank in their chests, and a stream of heat rushed straight to their throats, which could not be suppressed at all, and the coercion was even stronger than the golden giant finger that fell from the sky.

"This, this is the Shang family's forbidden technique!" No one knew about the technique Shang Yun had performed, even the people of the Shang family had never heard of it, but Qian Feihong's face suddenly became heavy after thinking about it carefully for a while.

Zhang Mochen behaved like a great enemy for the first time, the solemnity on his face had never appeared even in the face of Shang Yun and Zhang Ling's team, the skull with green cold air in his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes made him feel the breath of death, and then he shouted forcefully, summoned Wu Feng, stood with a horizontal sword, and the gray aura was urged to the limit, and he was ready to fight.

In the blink of an eye, the skull was condensed, Shang Yun's face could not see a trace of blood, when the corner of his mouth raised a hideous arc, he bit the tip of his tongue and squirted violently, the blood mist was sprinkled on the skeleton, and the green breath instantly turned dark green, not only the pressure increased sharply, but the dead air became heavier and heavier.

"Little bastard, die!"

The white teeth were full of blood foam, the black pupils were tightly surrounded by bloodshots, and with a hideous sneer, Shang Yunsha at this time was infiltrating, and with a push of his arms, he slapped the skull out fiercely.

As soon as the skeleton came out, the bloody rain and bloody wind, the yin wind howled, and the ghosts howled, and this valley suddenly turned into eighteen purgatory.

Three thousand green silks danced wildly with the wind, Zhang Mochen's horizontal sword stood in the wind, and at such a moment, when a fine light burst out from those resolute eyes, he stepped on the ground, leaped into the air, flipped his wrist in the air, and urged his strength to the limit.

The victory or defeat was only tied to these two people, but also to the strongest collision, everyone held their breath, their eyes did not take their eyes off, and the nervousness was overflowing, so that when the valley broke out with a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, they all shook their bodies violently.

The rich dead qi was completely dispersed, the skull disappeared with the weather, and Shang Yun spat out a mouthful of blood mist and fell backwards hard, smashing a small mountain peak into a mess of rocks.

Falling sharply from mid-air, a huge pit was smashed into the ground, and the gray aura disappeared, and Zhang Mochen lay in it without moving for a long time.

The collision was extremely intense, and the ending was very tragic, both Zhang Mochen and Shang Yun used all their strength, and they also failed to stand up again.

The last hope was also shattered as Shang Yun was buried in the ruins, Qian Ce's eyes froze in place, and the whole plan was destroyed in the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, resentment, unwillingness, and disbelief could not describe his heart at this moment.

Shang Yun was hit hard, and the Qian family could be said to have escaped, but Qian Feihong's face did not show any excitement, only full of shock.

Qian Youyou's big eyes were full of nervousness and worry, and he wanted to rush through to remove Zhang Mochen from the pit, but the strong aftermath of the collision made it difficult for her to move an inch.

The Shang family and the Chamber of Commerce were shrouded in fear, and the Qian family fell into an incomparable shock, and the audience was as silent as death, but this battle did not end after all, and the peak duel ended in a draw, and the two sides soon confronted each other again.

At this moment, a light cough broke the tense and suffocating atmosphere, and everyone looked at each other in amazement, and one hand gripped the edge of the pit, and almost at the same time, the sound of the gravel loosening also sounded.

With his hair scattered and his clothes torn, Zhang Mochen knelt on one knee, panting heavily, and when his tired eyes bloomed with perseverance again, the gray aura was extinguished and rekindled, gritted his teeth and got up, dragged Wufeng, and walked forward step by step.

Crawling out of the ruins, Shang Yun struggled a few times, staggered to his feet, the effect of the elixir had passed, and with the use of the forbidden technique, his flabby face was full of life, like a living dead man who had just woken up.

Seeing Zhang Mochen coming with his sword, Shang Yun's teeth were bitten together, but unfortunately, the breath had just been released and dissipated, and finally fell to the ground heavily.

Everyone's hearts trembled with Zhang Mochen's heavy footsteps every time he fell, high-level generals, a variety of yuan forces, a shocking giant finger, and the mighty sword that killed the skeleton, this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy brought them too much shock today.

Viciously watching Zhang Mochen walk in front of him, Shang Yun's vicious eyes were full of unwillingness and consternation, he thought that one day he would die in the hands of others, but he didn't expect that the one who ended his life was actually a young man who had not dried up.

A hideous sly smile rose on his pale face, Zhang Mochen raised Wufeng with both hands, and aimed at Shang Yun at his feet, "I forgot to tell you that most of the people who wanted to kill me died in my hands." ”

"Little bastard, the old man won't let you go!" Shang Yun was a little backbone, spitting blood and scolding.

"You can't be a man, you are still not qualified to be a ghost, go and die!" Zhang Mochen sneered, then his eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to smash it down when he held Wufeng, however, at this moment, Qian Feihong's exclamation suddenly sounded, "Mochen, be careful!"

The sound of the explosion roared, Zhang Mochen didn't have time to wait and see, endured the pervasive weakness, and used the last trace of strength to retreat sharply, but fortunately, the sudden killing vitality did not chase after it, and it stopped abruptly after forcing Zhang Mochen to retreat.

"See the President!"

A figure descended from the sky, followed by the sound of greeting, and the people of the Chamber of Commerce knelt on one knee, clasped their hands into fists, and were extremely respectful.

At this time, the aftermath of the collision in the center of the venue had dissipated, and Qian Youyou ignored Qian Feihong's pull, and rushed to Zhang Mochen's side with an arrow step, holding him firmly and steadily.

Although he has reached the limit, Zhang Mochen is now only supporting himself with a strong mind, but he still blocks Qian Youyou behind him, and at the same time locks on the figure in front of him who is not angry but mighty.

Zheng He, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, is different from Shang Yun, he is a real half-step general Dacheng's powerhouse, although the attack just now did not really kill Zhang Mochen, but it is not yet known whether the enemy is a friend or foe, Qian Feihong stood in front of Zhang Mochen and Qian Youyou with his injured body.

"President Zheng, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter!"

Not to mention that Qian Feihong was hit hard, even in his heyday, he was not Zheng He's opponent, the high-level Yuan General and the half-step Yuan General Dacheng seemed to be only half a step away, but there was a huge disparity between heaven and earth, if it weren't for the Chamber of Commerce not participating in the battle between forces, where would this Ninghai City be the world of the Shang family and the Qian family? Therefore, when Qian Feihong opened his mouth, there was obviously a hint of request, but Zheng He's attitude was not as fierce as expected.

"Brother Qian, I already know the ins and outs of this matter, and my Chamber of Commerce has offended a lot. Zheng He put away his breath and replied sincerely, but when he saw Zhang Ling, who had not yet woken up, his brows did not frown slightly, "However, Brother Qian, Zhang Ling is the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce after all, and I still have to ask for an explanation." ”

As Zheng He spoke, his gaze passed through Qian Feihong and fell on Zhang Mochen again.

"President Zheng, Zhang Ling was injured by me, and it has nothing to do with others!" Wei Zhong hurriedly walked over and took the responsibility on his body, but a weak figure squeezed out of him very unappreciatively.

"It's me!" Zhang Mochen stood up fearlessly, Qian Youyou wanted to follow, but was blocked by Qian Feihong.

"Dare to act, not bad!" Zheng He nodded with a smile and said: "Although Zhang Ling was injured by you, I will not take advantage of the danger of others and bully the small with the big, I only use three points of yuan force, if you can survive one palm, all grievances will be written off, how about it?"

Breaking free from Qian Feihong's palm, Qian Youyou rushed to Zhang Mochen's body, and the aura of the high-level Yuan Master exploded, shouting: "If you want to beat me to accompany you, bully a seriously injured junior, you will still be a long time!"

It is not his character to let a woman shelter from the wind and rain, Zhang Mochen once again pressed Qian Youyou behind him, and replied with a cold gaze: "Okay, I'll take your palm!"

"Mochen!" Qian Youyou was anxious, but Zhang Mochen was not moved at all.

"Haha, Jiangshan has really come out from generation to generation, Brother Qian, you accepted a good little guy, I am a little jealous of you. Zheng He smiled, and then his face changed to cold, "It's okay, when your injuries heal, I'll come to you again!"

"Always with you!"