Under the eyes of the black-clothed Yuanshi who instantly became serious, Zhang Mochen moved like a rabbit, bursting out, in front of the thin body, a strong Yuan Force airflow, even more when encountering mountains and splitting water, taking the lead.

Although he was a little caught off guard, the black-clothed Yuanshi was not in vain after all, staring at the violent energy crushed in mid-air, a cold drink came out from the corner of his mouth, and in the next second, he did not retreat but advanced, and greeted him.

Caring only about the love of men and women, the mace has long been thrown away, but the black-clothed Yuanshi obviously doesn't care, he turns into a palm with one hand, shoots out out of thin air, and a majestic air jet spews out.

The two energies collided in the air in an instant, evenly matched against each other, and after a while, the sky sounded with a piercing explosion and collapsed, and was replaced by ripples of air waves that continued to spread out layer by layer.

Without the slightest pause, the black-clothed Yuanshi directly rushed out of the area that was still in the midst of the explosion and turmoil, and slapped another palm at the young man who was also galloping in front of him, this palm did not urge the Yuan Force airflow, but the palm tightly wrapped by the yellow streamer looked incomparably strong.

The black-clothed Yuanshi is still the black-clothed Yuanshi, but Zhang Mochen is no longer the Zhang Mochen who can only "three-plate axe".

Seeing that the black-clothed Yuan Shi gave up the fight of the Yuan Technique and turned to hand-to-hand combat, the corner of Zhang Mochen's mouth instantly sneered.

"As you wish!"

Because of the awakening of the earth element, although Zhang Mochen's body still looks thin, under that thinness is steel and iron bones. As the five fingers were retracted, the right hand turned into a fist, and the vigorous yuan force erupted wildly from the colorful beads that had already turned into golden beads from the dantian, instantly wrapping the fist that looked a little tender.

The palms of the hands, squeezing the air, fists, tearing through the space, met violently at the moment when their hatred reached its peak.

The powerful collision, accompanied by the splash of streamers, made a dull crashing sound in mid-air.

The powerful frontal collision shook the two figures back a few meters each, and the wind pressure blew away all the emanations, revealing a delicate face.

"You...... Actually not dead?" Stabilizing his figure, the black-clothed Yuanshi stared at the young man in front of him with undiminished fighting spirit. However, compared to coming out of Wuji Cliff alive, Zhang Mochen's punch just now was the root cause of his shock. You must know that a few days ago, the young man in front of him with a sneer was forced to be cornered by him and finally jumped off the cliff.

"Thanks to your blessing, I survived, don't I want you to repay the favor?" Shaking his fist, Zhang Mochen replied sneeringly. In the frontal hand-to-hand fight just now, the emotion in Zhang Mochen's heart was not small, he was also a beginner-level Yuanshi, and the black-clothed Yuanshi who was still naked in front of him was much stronger than the scarred man who was erased by himself that day. For this, the numbness that spreads from the fist to the whole arm is proof of the iron beating.

"Hmph, you were lucky to come out of the Wuji Cliff alive, you actually dare to send it to the door by yourself and kill yourself!" The black-clothed Yuanshi gradually walked out of shock, and his arrogant pride slowly climbed with obvious murderous aura. In his opinion, the opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune has come again!

His eyes were cold, the soles of his feet slammed backwards on the ground, and the black-clothed Yuanshi used his strength to shoot away again. The greed in his eyes, the murderous aura on his face, in the face of Zhang Mochen, a fat sheep who threw himself into the net, the black-clothed Yuanshi even laughed happily at this moment.

And when the murderous aura in the eyes of the black-clothed Yuan Shi came, Zhang Mochen smiled coldly, and at the same time, the quiet purple electric pattern in the Heavenly Spirit gradually woke up, and after an instant, it was extremely manic.

Looking at Zhang Mochen's casual current place, coupled with the sneer at the corner of his mouth, the black-clothed Yuanshi who was running couldn't help but feel a tightening heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" After a brief moment of stunnedness, the black-clothed Yuanshi scolded, and the vitality on his palm was a little thicker.

However, a moment later, the powerful palm that was about to slap on Zhang Mochen's door suddenly stopped.

Under the dull gaze of the black-clothed Yuanshi, Zhang Mochen turned his palm into a sword, and his sharp vitality slashed at the arm that stayed in mid-air.

When he regained his senses, the heart-rending pain made the black-clothed Yuanshi fall to his knees, and his left hand covered his right shoulder with blood.

"You ......" squeezed out a vicious sound from his mouth, and the black-clothed Yuanshi stared at the disdainful face in front of him with red eyes.

Zhang Mochen suddenly turned his palm and slapped it to the side, and the woman who wanted to sneak away suddenly screamed, and as the blood mist erupted in midair, the delicate body that was still hanging on her belly pocket slowly fell.

Solving the woman, Zhang Mochen turned his head and looked at the black-clothed Yuanshi who was kneeling on the ground, some of whom were worse than dead.

"Answer me a few questions honestly, I can not kill you!" Zhang Mochen said coldly.

Ignoring the shock in his heart, seeing that he had a chance to live, the arrogance of the black-clothed Yuanshi was finally defeated, and he nodded again and again. The viciousness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a desperate way to survive.

"First question, do you know the news of Zhang Tianfeng, the patriarch of the Zhang family?" Zhang Mochen forced the eagerness in his heart and asked calmly.

Once a person's psychology collapses, there is only a matter of obedience, so Zhang Mochen is not worried about what tricks the black-clothed Yuanshi will play.

"After Zhang Tianfeng entered the mountain range, he was besieged by a joint force, and I heard that he was dead!" After thinking for a moment, the black-clothed Yuanshi replied quickly.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhang Mochen clenched his fists and continued to ask, "Who is joining forces?"

"The Li family in Sanye Town, the Shi family, the Heavenly Wolf Regiment, and our Divine Ape Regiment. The bleeding on his right shoulder stopped slightly, but the heart-rending pain made the black-clothed Yuanshi break out in a cold sweat all over his body, especially the pale face, which looked a little cautious!

"That's the case!" Zhang Mochen said resentfully in his heart.

"But I didn't see the corpse with my own eyes, because Zhang Tianfeng finally jumped off the Wuji Cliff!" Seeing Zhang Mochen's worried face, although he didn't know what he had to do with the Zhang family, in order to survive, the black-clothed Yuanshi hurriedly added, striving for a glimmer of hope.

"Where is the Infinite Cliff?" Zhang Mochen hurriedly asked.

"That's it, that's where you jumped!" replied to the black-clothed Yuan Shi Nono.

As soon as his heart tightened, Zhang Mochen suddenly felt remorseful, and struggled to find his father's whereabouts, and finally had an intersection point, but he didn't know it. The huge suction under the water of the lake is one-way, and it is impossible to swim back again. There's only one way to get back to the bottom of the cliff - jump again!

"Father should have broken into that fog!" Zhang Mochen pondered for a moment, and Zhang Mochen thought in his heart.

If Zhang Tianfeng was sucked into the lake by mistake like Zhang Mochen, I am afraid that he would have already appeared!

"The second thing, tell me your name, and the details of the Divine Ape Regiment. After settling down, Zhang Mochen's gaze became extremely cold again.

"My name is Feng Lin......"

Under Zhang Mochen's coercion, the black-clothed Yuanshi told all the situation of the Divine Ape Regiment, and even the head of the group, Jiang Yuan, and the second leader, Qiu He, went to the Li family to discuss matters.

"Only the fat man was guarding alone, and the number of people left behind was also a small half. Zhang Mochen frowned slightly, and after a while, he seemed to have a bold decision in his heart.

Zhang Mochen smiled coldly, and the yellow yuan power in his hand gradually diffused, "Okay, let's go on the road!"

"Didn't you say you were going to let me go?" The black-clothed Yuanshi looked shocked, his body instinctively tensed, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his bloody shoulder again.

"I'm sorry, my promise is only for people, not for dogs!"

There was no longer any verbosity, and the vitality in the palm of his hand was no longer able to bear it, and it smashed at the head of the black-clothed Yuanshi.

Looking at the gradually cold corpse on the ground, Zhang Mochen salivaed, and after staring at it for a moment, he walked towards the foot of the mountain.

......

At the foot of the mountain, a dilapidated old house is quietly hidden in a wood. On the grass in front of the house, a handsome girl is squatting on her knees, a Qianqianyu hand is swaying back and forth on the grass swaying in the wind, although she has been silent for a long time, but the occasional sigh, and the eyes of the Siqiu microwave, still betray her young girl's heart.

Suddenly, the low-hanging green silk was raised violently, and those clear eyes became vigilant.

"Who?"

As the girl screamed, two people quickly rushed out of the old house, one with gray hair and the other with a thin body.

Under the vigilant gaze of the three people, a thin figure, wrapped in a straw skirt and covered in wolf skin, slowly walked out of the end of the woods.

"Brother Guying!"

The girl was the first to recognize the face of the somewhat messy green silk, and after a surprise sound, she trotted over directly.

Seeing his granddaughter jumping up, the old hunter's old face full of years was smeared with a happy smile, but this smile was replaced by loss after a moment.

How could he not understand the girl's thoughts? But from the mouth of the man next to him, he learned that the real name of the young man who was coming over was Zhang Mochen, and that was the son of Zhang Tianfeng, the young master of the Zhang family in Sanye Town!

Lei Hong's anxious expression also disappeared suddenly with Zhang Mochen's appearance, and after exhaling deeply, a smile appeared on his face. These two days of anxious waiting were the most torturous time he had in decades.

"Brother Guying, you're back!" Lan'er said softly with some affection, that pretty face like fat, I don't know if it was because of trotting all the way, or other reasons, in short, it was slightly red.

"Well, I'm back!" Zhang Mochen smiled slightly, and after gently scraping the tip of the girl's nose, he took the jade hand and continued to walk forward under the girl's electrocution-like eyes.

"Old hunter grandpa, Uncle Lei!" finally came to the front of the room, Zhang Mochen bent slightly to the two people who greeted him, and said with a fist.

"You kid, I almost didn't take someone to the Divine Ape Regiment to ask for someone!" Lei Hong scolded with a smile.

"Hehe, let Uncle Lei worry!" Zhang Mochen replied with a smile.

"This is not the place to talk," said the old hunter, as he led the crowd into the house.

The four of them sat around the stool, saying that it was a stool, but in fact it was just a few wooden stakes. However, Zhang Mochen didn't mind, but enjoyed the atmosphere very much.

After a period of greetings, Lei Hong finally put away his smile and asked seriously, "Mochen, what's the trouble?"