The people around him laughed at first, thinking that this kid was funny, thinking that he was arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and only felt very happy in his heart.

But looking at Zhang Zeyang's current miserable situation, the smile on his face disappeared, and he felt that this kid was really too bitter, and being taught this lesson was probably even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Regardless of how outsiders judge, Zhang Zeyang was still trying to stand up, this time he carefully propped his hands on the ground.

Standing on the ground with his left foot, the whole person slowly stood up, with a look of hope on his blood-covered face, slowly arched up, and successfully stood up step by step.

The little guy next to him hurriedly smiled: "Young master, you have succeeded!"

Zhang Zeyang laughed happily: "Hahaha, I'm here to play with me, grass, I know who did it, Lao Tzu let him die, I don't know who has the final say in Mohe City now......"

Syllable!

Before the words were finished, Zhang Zeyang's whole person flew directly to the ground, this time the power was so great and the sound of the sound that everyone up and down the restaurant heard it clearly.

There was a pimple in everyone's hearts, many people couldn't stand it, closed their eyes, and couldn't bear to look at it, this baby was so miserable!

Full of death?

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, he hadn't come back for four years, and this group of people had really forgotten the original lesson.

He walked back to his wine table, put down the flask, threw down a gold ingot, and jumped straight out the window.

Among the martial artists present, the highest cultivation is only the peak martial artist, Xiao Chen's half-step martial emperor's cultivation, how to make a move, this group of people can't notice it at all.

This is the difference between heaven and earth.

Two hours later, in the hall of the restaurant, the little servant sat next to Zhang Zeyang and persuaded bitterly: "Second young master, get up, the people in the restaurant are gone." ”

Zhang Zeyang buried his head on the ground, tears of pain flowed, and he scolded angrily: "Get out, what do you know about the second master, do you still want to see the second master make a fool of yourself? I can't get up after beating me to death, my face hurts, do you know?"

In a remote street in Mohe City, Xiao Chen followed the route in his memory and walked slowly towards Mo Fan's blacksmith shop.

Mo Fan's blacksmith shop, as it was four years ago, was still shabby, with a weathered sign erected at the door, which looked like it was going to fall down at any moment.

The door of the store was hidden, Xiao Chen stood for a long time, remembering all kinds of scenes in the past, looking at the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, and feeling a lot.

Four years ago, he built the Moon Shadow Knife here, spoke to a man from a thousand years ago, and made a promise not to let her cry.

At that time, he didn't know the identity of that man, and he didn't know what an amazing and brilliant man he was.

After a thorough understanding, I felt how heavy that promise was, and a promise was equivalent to him taking over the sword of the Thunder Emperor.

She is a Jiaojiao, she is a proud sword spirit, with the strength of the Thunder Emperor, she can't guarantee her fall, can he Xiao Chen do it?

Xiao Chen's face was heavy, and he sighed softly: "The Thunder Emperor can't guarantee it, can I do the fall of the Mulberry Sword?"

"Isn't that a loss of confidence? ”

Shocked in his heart, Xiao Chen said happily: "Are you awake?"

I remember that if she wakes up again, she will be completely fused with the sword spirit.

The corners of the Moon Shadow Knife's mouth curled slightly, and she laughed softly: "When you and Liu Ruyue were intimate, I had already woken up, and I had been watching the battle for a long time. ”

Xiao Chen said speechlessly: "Do I still want to thank you for not bothering me out of voice." ”

Jiao Jiao smiled and said: "No thanks, I've always been generous, don't be stunned, go in!"

Xiao Chen was helpless, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to push the door in.

"The shop is closed, no business today!"

The small shop was full of dust, and Mo Fan limped back, his back to Xiao Chen who was sorting out some weapons on the shelves.

Xiao Chen chuckled softly: "Don't you do my business either?"

Mo Fan paused for a moment, turned around to look, and saw a young man wearing a white robe and a long knife at his waist, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at him calmly.

"Xiao Chen!" Mo Fan said in surprise after a long time.

Today's Xiao Chen's appearance has changed a lot compared to four years ago, especially in temperament, which is even more earth-shaking.

At a glance, ordinary people can't connect him with the second young man of the Xiao family four years ago, and when he entered Mohe City, many people didn't recognize him, which is the best evidence.

Mo Fan said with emotion: "It's really you, your change is really not ordinary, if it weren't for this Moon Shadow Knife, I really wouldn't recognize you." ”

Xiao Chen looked around at the environment in the store, there were piles of blades everywhere, and sighed: "It's been four years, and there is no change in your small shop. ”

Mo Fan smiled: "What changes can I make in this small shop, let's talk inside, let's drink and chat." ”

"Wait a minute!"

Mo Fan said suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and a long sword flew from a pile of blades. The sword was four feet three feet long, two fingers wide, and as thin as a wing, but it danced in the air without making any sound.

Smell the sword and psychic!

Xiao Chen snorted lightly, and the thin long sword suddenly trembled, and let out a crisp sword sound.

Buzz!

In an instant, all the long swords in the entire store buzzed in unison, and the endless sound of swords was connected, and the houses seemed to tremble.

"Alright, we can go in. ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, stopped, and all the sound of swords stopped in an instant, returning to calm.

Mo Fan was a little surprised, and he didn't know why Xiao Chen suddenly showed his hand.

The Moon Shadow Knife clenched her little fist and said angrily: "The little guy really holds a grudge, in a word, he hasn't forgotten it for four years." ”

In Mohe City, in the restaurant where Zhang Zeyang and Xiao Linger clashed, Zhang's family advocated Yan and rushed over with the elite of the family.

The cracks on the ground, as well as Zhang Zeyang, who was crawling on the ground and refused to get up, and the five big men who fell to the ground next to him.

Zhang Yan's face at the door was extremely gloomy, and he called the little guy over and asked in a deep voice: "What happened, tell me 1510." ”

Five great martial artists died, and one great martial artist was the elite combat power of Mohe City, and five died at once, so Zhang Yan couldn't help but be in a bad mood.

The little guy trembled and told what had happened, and when he saw that Zhang Yan was going to pull Zhang Zeyang up, he said nervously: "Master, don't go over to talk to him, the young master is in a little wrong mood now." ”

Zhang Yan glanced at it and didn't care, and secretly said that I was his son, and there was something wrong with telling him to get up.

"Get out, Er, didn't you hear me? Master's face hurts, he doesn't want to get up, whoever calls him now, he won't get up. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Zeyang, who was lying down, immediately shouted loudly.

Zhang Yan's face changed, and he kicked it directly, and Zhang Zeyang's whole person immediately slammed and was kicked and flew up.

After seeing that it was Zhang Yan, Zhang Zeyang on the ground hurriedly got up, but halfway through the climb, he quickly fell down again as if he remembered something terrible in his mind.

"Dad, I really can't get up now, you don't care about me, let me lie here all night, I'm not feeling comfortable lying here now. Zhang Zeyang on the ground said with a sad face.

Zhang Yan scolded angrily: "Waste things, put him back for me, and the bodies of these five people will also be carried back for the messenger to check." ”

"No, I'm already here. ”

In the hall, at some point, a young black-clothed warrior fell from the roof.

On the black robe, many ancient patterns are embroidered, making the whole person look solemn and mysterious.

When Zhang Yan saw this person, he hurriedly said respectfully: "Meet the envoy." ”

The black-clothed messenger ignored Zhang Yan's attitude, and directly began to examine the bodies of the five people, and opened one of them to find that there was a blood hole in the center of the man's eyebrows, which was the fatal cause of death.

He opened his hand and inhaled, and the man's head began to sway from side to side, as if something was stuck inside.

Shout!

A tiny fragment flew out of the blood hole, and with a click, the moment the fragment flew out.

The surging power spread, and the corpse's head shattered in an instant, directly grinding into powder.

The surrounding Zhang family warriors, including Zhang Yan, were all startled, and their faces turned pale. The power that has been left for a long time has such power, and how strong is the strength of the person who made the shot.

The masked man looked at the fragment in his hand and said with some surprise: "This is a fragment of a medium-grade spirit stone, and the person who shot it is really generous." ”

Zhang Yan asked cautiously, "Lord Messenger, how is this person's strength?" ”

The man in black said lightly: "Zhongpin Martial King, you don't care about this matter, I'll deal with it, call all the guys in the store over, that person must have been here, and you can judge it after careful interrogation." ”

Middle-grade Martial King, Zhang Yan's heart tightened, the head of the Xiao family is only the strength of the Middle-grade Martial King, this person has the strength of the Middle-grade Martial King, wouldn't it be easy to kill him.

But fortunately, the envoy spoke, and the mid-grade martial king was not a problem.

In the backyard of the blacksmith shop, Mo Fan took a sip of wine, and after listening to Xiao Chen's question, he sighed and said, "I have always remembered that you wrote to me to help take care of the Xiao family, but this time I really can't help you." ”

Xiao Chen's heart moved, and sure enough, there was another hidden secret, and in the morning, he got the news that the head of the Xiao family and the eldest elder of the Xiao family were suddenly seriously injured from the mouth of the shopkeeper.

He had already thought that there must be some hidden secrets in this, so he was not in a hurry to meet Xiao Ling'er and the two, and planned to hide his identity first.

Four years ago, Xiao Xiong had the strength of the peak martial arts, and now four years have passed, with Xiao Xiong's strength, there must be a martial king-level cultivation, and the person who can seriously hurt him must be a high-level martial king.

If it is said that the Zhang family spends a little accumulation to invite the lower-grade martial king, there is still a bit of a possibility, but if they want to invite a higher-level martial king, then they can't afford the financial resources.

If he could afford it, Mohe City would have been unified by his Zhang family a long time ago, and there would be no need to wait for a ten-year appointment.

Mo Fan continued: "Two years ago, a sect called the Heavenly Saint Sect came to Qizi County, the strength is very strong, your father was injured by the messenger of their sect, and the Zhang family is also a puppet supported by the Heavenly Saint Sect. ”

Xiao Chen took a sip of wine lightly and frowned, "Heavenly Saint Sect, I've never heard of it. ”