Zhang Mochen pulled Wang Yuyan down behind him, trying to calm her anger, while coldly looking at Li Ziya, who was still dancing with Shi Baichuan's eyebrows.

"Li Ziya, apologize in public, and bury this girl's father, and I will bypass you today. Zhang Mochen said solemnly.

"Don't put on a stinky shelf, others are afraid of you Zhang Mochen, you are not afraid, I want you to apologize, first ask the sword in your hand if you agree!" Li Ziya snorted coldly, and the sword was unsheathed in the next second, the sword body was straight, and the whole body was white and bright, pointing directly at Zhang Mochen.

Zhang Mochen's five fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and with a "bang", the blade fell out of the shell. The sword body is not wide, the whole body is silver, it looks extremely sharp, full of majesty, and the sun shines on it, condensed on the tip of the sword, like a brilliant pearl, very dazzling.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan pulled the corpses of the patch girl and his father aside, and Shi Baichuan also took a few steps back, leaving the stage to the two people in front of him, and the crowd of onlookers had already retreated outward, for fear that the next fight would hurt him.

"Today, let the master teach you a lesson, the twin seedlings of Sanye Town. Li Ziya didn't say much, the sound fell and the sword came out, and went straight to Zhang Mochen.

"Golden Mang!" Li Ziya shouted, although he did not have the power of awakening the elements, the sword in his hand still evolved several sword qi. The sword qi was centered on the real sword, penetrating the space and approaching directly.

"Be careful, this is the Li family's stunt!" Wang Yuyan exclaimed, yellow-level intermediate yuan technique, but I didn't expect Li Ziya to take out the Zhen clan swordsmanship as soon as he came up, and it seemed that he had murderous intent.

Zhang Mochen frowned, knowing that Li Ziya had moved his true character, but his serious expression did not show the slightest fear, only to hear Zhang Mochen snort coldly, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards Li Ziya.

"Dance of the Dragons!"

Zhang Mochen shouted, and the sword in his hand kept swinging, like a silver dragon, flickering and moving in the shadow of the sword.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The sound of impact continued, and for a while, the silver sword couldn't advance half an inch, and the white sword couldn't touch Zhang Mochen's clothes.

Wang Yuyan's eyes were firmly fixed on the fight in front of her, and her two pink fists were clenched tightly, and her nervousness was beyond words.

Shi Baichuan also watched intently, the folding fan in his hand was still slowly stirring, but there was a lack of worry on his face.

The fight between the two teenagers in the center of the clearing, to put it bluntly, is the duel between the Zhang family and the Li family, which is a once-in-a-lifetime scene, so the onlookers gather more and more, and they all want to see whether the Zhang family is better or the Li family is better.

The silver sword and the white sword finally collided together, refusing to give in to each other for half an inch, and the friction sound between the blades of the sword kept coming out of the sound of "snort, snort, snort...".

The two swords fight each other, and the four eyes shoot at each other.

Li Ziya's eyes were cold, but he was also a little more surprised, surprised that Zhang Mochen was able to dissolve his sword qi, and the latter must be two years younger than him.

Zhang Mochen's eyes were like torches, and the look of amazement was also difficult to hide, before the elemental power awakened, he was able to evolve the golden mangwan into sword qi, which was not an ordinary talent. On the day of his awakening, this sword qi was not just a few paths just now, but it was really like a rainstorm pear blossom, and the power could be imagined.

The two figures were frozen there, motionless, and outsiders seemed to be unfazed, but in fact, they were full of internal strength, and the undercurrent was surging.

Wang Yuyan's eyebrows did not open from beginning to end, although Zhang Mochen was known as the first seedling in Sanye Town, but after all, he was young, and now the two of them were deadlocked, regardless of high and low, and they were even more anxious, if they hadn't been wary of Shi Baichuan, I am afraid they would have rushed up to help.

However, Shi Baichuan didn't mean to make a move, at this time he looked calm and relaxed, his demeanor was free, as if it was none of his business, the folding fan kept inciting, and the fight in front of him was just a good show in his eyes.

......

"Stop!" broke the deadlock with a loud shout, followed by a palm wind, which shook Zhang Mochen and Li Ziya back.

Everyone came back to their senses, only to see a purple dress tightly bound, and a woman with willow leaves and sword eyebrows appeared in the field of vision. The woman looks middle-aged, but she is concave and convex, her face is marked, and her charm still exists.

Zhang Tianbing, Zhang Tianfeng's younger sister, is the fourth in line, known as Bing Siniang.

As his name suggests, Zhang Tianbing has a cold personality, even if he is middle-aged, he is still alone, but he cares about Zhang Mochen.

Thinking back then, Zhang Tianbing was also one of the best characters in Sanye Town, to be beautiful and beautiful, to have status, and his outstanding cultivation attracted countless admirers. Some of the middle-aged men present were probably already excited at this moment.

"Auntie, why are you here?" Zhang Mochen was obviously a little surprised when he saw this, because Zhang Tianbing had just entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range two days ago, and he would not be able to come back without ten days and a half months.

Zhang Tianbing didn't say a word, and grabbed Zhang Mochen, but the pair of cold eyes were very worried at the moment, and kept checking to see if there were any injuries.

"I'm okay aunt!" Zhang Mochen was a little embarrassed, the high-spirited young man just now became a chicken in Zhang Tianbing's hand at this time.

Zhang Tianbing touched Zhang Mochen's body for a long time, and finally made sure that he was not injured, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stinky boy, are you causing trouble again?" Zhang Tianbing gently knocked Zhang Mochen's head and looked in the direction of Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan. The cold and sharp eyes made Li Ziya and the others shudder, and their feet involuntarily stepped back.

Without waiting for Zhang Mochen to speak, Wang Yuyan rushed over directly and grabbed Zhang Tianbing's hand. loves the house and Wu, and Wang Yuyan is already likable, Zhang Tianbing also recognizes this future nephew and daughter-in-law very much.

"Little Nizi, why are you here?" Zhang Tianbing said with a smile.

Because of Zhang Tianbing's arrival, the worries in Wang Yuyan's heart also landed, so she told the cause and effect like a complaint.

Zhang Tianbing gradually put away his smile, and looked at Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan more coldly, "You two go back first, and I will tell you about the clan afterwards." ”

Of course, Zhang Tianbing knew the conduct of Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan, but today's killing of her father and daughter really surprised her.

Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan received the pardon, and their bodies, which were still trembling because of Zhang Tianbing's sharp eyes just now, disappeared from people's field of vision in the next second.

"Auntie, take a look, is this uncle still saved?" Seeing this, Zhang Mochen did not entangle, but urged to save people.

The patch girl was so sad that she had already fainted from crying. Zhang Tianbing possessed and inspected the middle-aged man's body, and after a moment, he shook his head helplessly.

"Chen'er, you and Yu Yan will bring this child back to the clan first, and then order someone to come and bury his father. Zhang Tianbing turned around and said.

"Yes, auntie!" Zhang Mochen promised, picked up the patch girl, and took Wang Yuyan to the Zhang family quickly.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, but a thought was also formed in their hearts, that is, the evaluation of the four major families.

Zhang Tianbing looked at the middle-aged man on the ground who was gradually losing his body temperature, his brows were tightly locked, and his calm and cold eyes were full of layers of doubts.

PS: Happy Lantern Festival!