Wang Xuansong's face was shocked, Wang Yuyan's sacrifice to block the protection did not make Jiang Yuan have any worries at all, the yellow wind-breaking iron fist was still like a bamboo, but he just wanted to rush out, but he was tightly pressed by a hand.

Anxious and angry, but when he saw Li Fengying's cold expression, he gritted his teeth and finally stopped moving, since he chose the Li family, he could only obey his words, for the future of the Wang family, what does it matter if he loses a daughter? Although his heart hurts, Wang Xuansong can only endure it, with a strong sense of guilt, frowning and looking at the two thin figures in front of him who depend on each other for life and death.

However, the nervous and worried eyes were quickly replaced by a touch of shock, Jiang Yuan's full force blow did not blast the two thin bodies into flesh, on the contrary, it seemed to hit a copper wall, and was shocked and fell backwards!

Everyone looked at the afterimage in mid-air, and a tall man was slowly retracting his arm filled with yellow vitality. And beside him, two figures jumped out of the air.

"Fan Xun!" After rolling on the ground a few times, Jiang Yuan knelt on one knee, a trace of black blood left from the corner of his mouth, but a pair of eyes were red and hideous, and the enemies were extremely red when they saw each other.

"Uncle, aunt!"

Zhang Mochen stood up with difficulty under Wang Yuyan's support, and shouted to the three backs in front of him!

The three of them looked back with a smile, but after seeing Zhang Mochen's pale face, their gaze became colder when they looked forward again.

The corners of Li Fengying's mouth rose and he stepped forward.

"Fan Xun, I didn't expect you to actually break through to the intermediary Yuan Master!" Li Fengying stopped Jiang Yuan, who still wanted to rush away, and his gaze swept over the three of them, but Zhang Tianbing and Zhang Tianchi, the two junior Yuan Masters, obviously didn't pay attention to it.

"Hehe, an old fox like you is qualified to become an intermediary master, why can't I?" Fan Xun also took a step, but before he took a step, he whispered to Zhang Tianbing and the others: "I'll stop them, you take Mochen and go first!"

Since it was an old fox, how could Li Fengying not see Fan Xun's intentions, and waved his hand lightly, and everyone instantly rushed up and surrounded Fan Xun and the others tightly.

Zhang Mochen looked around solemnly, although Fan Xun was already an intermediary master, Zhang Tianbing and Zhang Tianchi were only beginner masters, and with his own burden, under the siege of the three major families and the bounty group, there was no chance of winning at all.

"Auntie, you shouldn't come!" Zhang Mochen sighed and said to Zhang Tianbing.

"You are our patriarch, how can we not come?" Zhang Tianbing smiled slightly, but Zhang Tianchi hurriedly replied.

Although the conversation of Zhang Mochen and the others was small, it still reached everyone's ears in a tense and dead atmosphere. Especially Zhang Tianluan, the cold light in his eyes was approaching, and saying in front of him that someone else was the patriarch of the Zhang family was tantamount to slapping his old face.

Li Fengying looked at Zhang Tianluan, who was pale, and a casual sneer rose again.

"Brother Tianluan, we only recognize you, the patriarch of the Zhang family!"

Zhang Tianluan was obviously very interested in this sentence, and then took a step forward, facing Zhang Tianbing, Zhang Tianchi said coldly: "I now order you as the patriarch to arrest Fan Xun and Zhang Mochen immediately, I can not blame the past!"

"Zhang Tianluan, I have been calling you big brother for so many years, you touch your conscience, are you worthy of your father? Are you worthy of the Zhang family?" Zhang Tianbing pulled Zhang Mochen and Wang Yuyan behind him, and Leng Feng's gaze looked directly at Zhang Tianluan.

After all, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and Zhang Tianbing was poked at the point, Zhang Tianluan's brows couldn't help but stir, however, that only trace of guilt was quickly erased viciously.

"How can those who achieve great things be bound by feelings! Zhang Tianfeng is mediocre and incompetent, and I am doing this for the future of the Zhang family!" Zhang Tianluan said confidently.

"Fart!" Zhang Tianchi was not as calm as Zhang Tianbing, and scolded directly.

"In that case, don't blame me for not talking about brotherhood!" Being insulted by Zhang Tianchi in public, Zhang Tianluan finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, tore off his disguised demeanor, and instantly urged the aura of the junior Yuan Master to the extreme and rushed away.

"I'm afraid of you?" Zhang Tianchi snorted coldly, and urged all the aura of the beginner Yuan Master, and greeted him without fear.

The fight between Zhang Tianchi and Zhang Tianluan undoubtedly became the fuse of the war. Jiang Yuan's eyes were vicious, and he bombarded Zhang Mochen again in the next second.

"You dare!"

Fan Xun snorted coldly, and then burst out.

"Hehe, Fan Xun, let me play with you!" Li Fengying sneered, and shot out arrows, directly blocking Fan Xun's attack.

"Take care of Mochen!" Zhang Tianbing's eyes were solemn, and after turning back to Wang Yuyan, he urged his whole body breath to the extreme, and greeted Jiang Yuan.

The six of them were entangled together in an instant, and the Peng Pai Yuan Force continued to collide in the sky above the garden, and the ripples of the aftermath rippled in circles, causing the crowd of onlookers to retreat one after another.

Wang Xuansong clenched his fists, but when he saw Wang Yuyan's resentful gaze, he didn't participate after all.

Standing side by side with Wang Xuansong, Shi Chongyang looked sideways slightly, and seeing that the former did not move, he also chose to wait and see.

Regarding the attitude of the two, Li Fengying, who fought fiercely with Fan Xun, was naturally in the bottom of his eyes.

"What are you waiting for?" shook Fan Xun back with a palm, and Li Fengying shouted threateningly.

Wang Xuansong and Shi Chongyang glanced at each other, and finally rushed forward after a while, but their target was not Zhang Mochen, but Fan Xun.

Besieged by the three intermediary masters, Fan Xun immediately fell into passivity, and there was a dull sound in his chest, Fan Xun fell backwards sharply, but while stabilizing his body, he wiped the red at the corner of his mouth and rushed forward again.

"Ink Dust, let's go!"

"Where are you going?"

The black wolf, Long Jiu and Ao Ba, who had been on the sidelines, sneered, and then crushed Zhang Mochen, who had no protection.

The three beginner Yuan Masters worked together, and Zhang Mochen, who was exhausted, had no choice but to furrow his brows.

"Mochen, you go!"

At this moment, a parting word of life and death came into his ears, Zhang Mochen looked sideways slightly, only to see Wang Yuyan showing a smile, and then rushed over without looking back.

Zhang Mochen's heart was like a knife, he knew that Wang Yuyan was risking his life to fight for a glimmer of life for himself. He hated himself, hated himself for being too weak, and watched his relatives fall into crisis one by one but could not do anything.

Wang Yuyan's desperate efforts, in the eyes of the black wolf and others, were also self-defeating, and the pace of rushing away did not pause at all, but the yellow vitality on the palm wind was a little stronger.

Seeing this, Wang Xuansong shouted urgently, and the yuan force under his feet exploded and flew in.

"Bang!"

With a huge muffled sound, the three of them retreated, however, Wang Xuansong obviously didn't use all his strength, otherwise even if it was three beginner Yuan Masters, it would be impossible for them to just be shocked back. The difference between the intermediary and the primary level is only one level, but there is a huge difference between heaven and earth.

One palm repelled the three of them, Wang Xuansong did not stop, his purpose was to save his daughter, not Zhang Mochen, after a while, he ignored Wang Yuyan's obstruction and ran away against Zhang Mochen.

"Daddy......"

Seeing Wang Xuansong's murderous spirit, Wang Yuyan hurriedly chased away, but obviously to no avail!

Zhang Mochen's eyes were cold, if he was in his heyday, he might still be able to maneuver a thing or two, but at this time, in the face of the full force of the intermediary master, he only had to be slaughtered by others.

Seeing this, Fan Xun immediately turned back, but Li Fengying and Shi Chongyang had already sealed the way to retreat. Zhang Tianbing and Zhang Tianchi also noticed it, however, they were also dragged by Jiang Yuan and Zhang Tianluan, and they couldn't pull half a point.

"Is it really over?"

The wind pressure on his face became heavier and heavier, Zhang Mochen gently closed his eyes, and a wry smile rose at the corner of his mouth. Unexpectedly, it was the beloved Uncle Wang in front of him who ended his life.

"Bang!"

A devastating loud sound resounded over the garden in the next second, and the sound was so loud that everyone stopped fighting, especially Fan Xun and others, this loud sound seemed to not come to their ears, but to shake their hearts. Li Fengying and the others showed a touch of pride.

However, in the next second, the expressions of the two sides changed sharply, because after this loud noise, Zhang Mochen was still in place, and Wang Xuansong left a cloud of blood mist in the air, like a kite with a broken string, and fell backwards.

Everything happened too fast, too shocking, no matter which side, even the onlookers were a little stunned at the moment.

Silence shrouded the garden again, and the crowd was silent for a long time.

Zhang Mochen slowly opened his eyes, and a black back appeared in front of him at some point, this back was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After a long time, an exclamation from the crowd finally broke the silence in the shock.

"Chen Youbing!"

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