"You!" the patriarch was defenseless and was almost stabbed, his eyes were cold at this time, and his eyebrows were raised. - "Hmph! You wanted to expel me from the house today," Zhang Xiangjin was furious, ignoring the bloody palm, just glaring at the onlookers angrily, "This shameless villain who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, are you still on his side?"

"You have borrowed power to accumulate wealth, connived at your children and grandchildren, poisoned the township, and ruined my family's reputation, and even had a face to ridicule each other!" Zhang Nanxing reprimanded, the collar and sleeves gradually agitated, the breath flowed, and the sand and fallen leaves around the body flew up, like a wall of air around the body. Seeing this, Zhang Fengjin was worried, and looked at Zhang Xiangjin from time to time.

"It's just a sick ghost, what are you afraid of!" Zhang Xiangjin said angrily, "I want to see how long he can last, remember, the country is against the grain and obeys, since he has torn his face, only by fighting to the death can he have life!"

"Come on!" Zhang Nanxing didn't say much, and the punch of the broken stone stirred up the dust, although Zhang Xiangjin's eyes were full of anger, seeing this situation, his heart was still trembling, and he hurriedly pushed the accomplice next to him in a hurry, the person didn't dare to squeak, and was pushed by this, and he stood even more uncertain, and his feet were soft and rushed straight to Zhang Nanxing, just a "bang", and he was instantly paralyzed like mud.

Zhang Fengjin grabbed this gap and launched a ruthless attack, the dagger was dazzling, Qin Mufeng turned around and hooked it up, but it fell into the air, the dagger was stunned, leaving a long opening on Zhang Nanxing's arm, "Kill him!" Zhang Xiangjin fell, Zhang Fengjin moved, and his elbow slanted out of the top Tanzhong acupoint, Zhang Nanxing's face instantly flushed, and he felt that the breath between his lungs and intestines was unsustainable, and he coughed violently.

Zhang Fengjin took advantage of the situation to turn the tip of the dagger blade, and he was about to kill him, the patriarch wanted to step forward to grab the blade, Zhang Xiangjin shouted again, "Kill him!" and stopped the patriarch, the two became one, Qin Mufeng's front foot settled on a borrowed force, and the back foot stepped on it, accumulating strength on the shoulder, and he didn't care about the upper and lower plates without roots.

The elder was trampled on his chest for a long time, and his breath was weak; Zhang Nanxing was under that elbow, and the breath in the dantian spontaneously operated to resist external forces, causing stubborn illnesses to attack, and his strength was unsustainable. Qin Mufeng adjusted his internal force, and pressed his hands on the two people's valves respectively to help their luck regulate breathing, but in a moment, the elder had already recovered, but Zhang Nanxing's dantian was gradually chaotic, and the violent internal breath seemed to have its own magical powers, and the meridians in the body were chaotic, Qin Mufeng couldn't help but increase the intensity of internal force infusion, and tried to calm it down.

Here, Zhang Xiangjin and the patriarch punched me and kicked each other, without any rules, the fight was inseparable, and both of them hung up the lottery, while some of the elders were at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it; some secretly cheered for their supporters, but they just watched; and even worse, they couldn't stop calculating, just waiting for the two sides to fight and die, and fantasize about the benefits of a fisherman.

The fury of the breath in Zhang Nanxing's body far exceeded Qin Mufeng's control, and the injected internal force followed the tendons and veins to fight against it, but it was difficult to solve, and where it was connected, it was even more indistinguishable, and there were faint signs of wanting to burst the already devastated tendons, but it was no wonder that Zhang Nanyue's Heavenly Trench Realm cultivation was stronger than Qin Langqing.

The chaotic breath in his body was unbearable, and the flushing of his face suddenly turned bruised, and it was difficult to hold himself, "Wow!" Qin Mufeng was shocked when he saw this, blurted out a sentence of "offended", and hurriedly picked up the "Curling Autumn Moon Formula", and the influx of internal breath turned into a layer of ice film attached to his tendons.

Zhang Nanxing's body from the dantian to the limbs and even the meridians have already been damaged to varying degrees due to this violent qi, if the cold qi of Xuan Bing is hidden in the broken meridians, if it is not controlled, it will definitely hurt the internal organs and cause his life to be worried, Qin Mufeng did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and controlled the flow of internal breath to explore carefully.

In Zhang Nanxing's body, on the one hand, his internal force is backlash, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, Qin Mufeng carefully changes the intensity of true qi infusion to achieve balance, and on the other hand, it is the cold qi that he applied into the body, Qin Mufeng controls it not to fall out of the tendons, the two breaths are in the same vein, but the transformation of the two is an unprecedented challenge to balance and precise control!

But not to mention the interaction with Zhang Nanxing in the past few days, it is the kindness of Zhang Nanyue and Qin Langqing, Qin Mufeng must not let Zhang Nanxing make the slightest mistake in his own hands, but-Zhang Fengjin has already stood up, his eyes are about to split, as if he is about to burst into flames, staring at the two of them with eyes that are about to burst into flames, waving the dagger in his hand and shaking a dazzling fierce light, and striding over.

Seeing this, Qin Mufeng's hands trembled slightly unconsciously, tension and anxiety gradually spread, and the bottom of his heart was gradually filled with unwillingness, turning into sweat droplets, and it ticked to the ground in a moment, but it was also this distraction, the internal breath injected was a little more, and a certain tendon in Zhang Nanxing's body burst out, and Zhang Nanxing, who was directly induced, snorted.

"No!" Qin Mufeng roared loudly in his heart, his teeth clenched. "The old lady has a cheap bone, it's enough to live to this day, you don't have to blame yourself," Zhang Nanxing said lightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Mufeng listened to Zhang Nanxing's plain words in his ears, and saw Zhang Fengjin approaching step by step but couldn't be distracted, and it was even more difficult to hold himself, a heart-pounding sound poured straight into the eardrum, and he couldn't help himself, even Zhang Nanxing's next words were drowned, and then Zhang Nanxing's thin palm was placed on the top of his head and rubbed gently, only to feel a burst of warmth, from the top of his head into his heart, in an instant, the caress of his father as a child, the pampering of the housekeeper, and the brotherly love of Ah Tieru completely appeared in his mind.

"Yo! Fengjin, don't invite the God of Wealth, what are you doing here?" Between the two of them, dozens of people swaggered and greeted Zhang Fengjin enthusiastically, it was a group of outsiders in the gambling house, "Are you discussing the matter of the shrine with the clan?" Zhang Fengjin nodded very familiarly, and then pointed to the clansmen on the drying field, "Brother Shi, the matter is revealed, brothers help you!"

As soon as the words fell, the dagger with a cold light did not drag the mud and water, and the knife pierced Zhang Nanxing's heart with a whistling sound, "Great rebellion!" The elders all widened their eyes, and they came out with a mixture of shock and anger.

Qin Mufeng looked at the tip of the knife that came out of his body in a daze, and hot blood gushed out, "I'll leave this mess to you today." Zhang Nanxing coughed up blood and smiled, his eyelids trembled again and again, and the dry furrows on his face were twisted together, shining a golden glow under the reflection of the rising sun, which looked so kind.

"Don't ......" Qin Mufeng muttered, his eyes became chaotic due to the tears that began to roll, "Don't," Qin Mufeng's fierce tears and sweat were thrown out together, and then looked back at Zhang Nanxing, the look in his eyes had dimmed, "Don't!" Qin Mufeng shouted uncontrollably, unable to stop tears.

"Cry, don't cry now, don't say I didn't give you a chance!" Zhang Fengjin's face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth grinned in a terrifying arc, "Because, the next one is you!" As soon as the words fell, there was just a "poof", the dagger was pulled back, and blood splashed Qin Mufeng's face, "Okay...... It's so good!" Qin Mufeng slowly raised his head and got up, his face trembled, and the corners of his mouth revealed a terrifying arc, "Today, you all have to die!"

Grief and indignation, let every breath be like a sharp blade in the heart, so painful, burst from the bottom of the heart, turned into revenge anger straight out of the eyes.

Zhang Fengjin had lingering palpitations about Shicai's reliance, but when he thought that he had such a group of helpers present, he had more confidence for no reason, and he also replied to Qin Mufeng with a provocative gaze, but-"Even if you have great ability, you will definitely ...... today" Before the words of ridicule were spit out, Zhang Fengjin's sudden breath stagnated, and his cold palm was already in his throat, only in a breath, and the face full of monstrous murderous intent was already in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhang Fengjin felt a chill leaking from the bottom of his heart, spreading in his back, and he couldn't stop shivering-in these eyes was a devastated land where all living beings were wiped out, and the mountains of corpses piled up around him were like bottomless black holes, constantly devouring people...... The swollen rotting corpse burst open, raising a blood mist, and the pungent smell of rotting corpses spread, pouring straight into Zhang Fengjin's mouth and nose.

The breath of death enveloped his whole body, and his eyes seemed to stretch out a devil's claw to drag him into it, fear and horror surged up from the bottom of his heart at once, forcing his eyes to roll away, and the alternation of light and darkness made him completely unable to distinguish where he was, and a little remorse had just been born in his mind, but he only heard the sound of "Grad", and his body involuntarily flew out upside down.

"Not good!" the helpers who surrounded the elder couldn't help but exclaim as they looked at the body thrown in the air, and were about to retreat, but they heard a muffled sound of flesh and bone colliding, and the two collapsed to the ground. Everyone was shocked, and when they looked at Qin Mufeng again, the killing intent gushing out of their bodies spread, bringing a solemn desolation that covered the sky and the sun.

They wanted to scatter, but they couldn't move their weak legs at all, they just watched with their eyes, watching Qin Mufeng approach step by step, one punch, one kick, one palm, one body after another flew out, and then fell on the drying field like raindrops, and the hearts of others were cold, and the anger provoked by grief and indignation surged, Qin Mufeng was no longer like himself at all, but a killing god without mercy!

Anger, wanton catharsis on the flesh and blood, an unrestrained killing, turned this drying field into a slaughterhouse - until there was only the last person left on the field, Qin Mufeng swept over at a glance, that person was Brother Shi, the owner of the gambling house, at this moment, seeing Qin Mufeng's gaze, his feet were so soft that he almost knelt on the ground, and there was a wet patch hidden in the stall, his mouth trembled, and he just shouted for mercy.

"I've already said it, today, you all have to die!" Qin Mufeng said coldly, his eyes were just gloomy, and he moved again, and a punch came straight at him, "Yifeng, slow down!" The patriarch who was watching the battle on the sidelines shouted urgently when he saw this, Qin Mufeng thought it was Zhang Nanxing shouting when he heard this, and he was sure in his heart, but he couldn't retract the momentum, so he hurriedly turned his fist to his side.

A thunderous punch whistled past Brother Shi's ear, and the residual energy gushing out of the fist came out majestically, and it actually knocked down a piece of the stone mortar on the side of the road. Qin Mufeng turned to Zhang Xiangjin, who was stunned at the moment who was watching his grandson die tragically, but was stopped by the patriarch.

"Stop, I'll deal with this person. The patriarch sighed and motioned for others to escort Zhang Xiangjin into the clan ancestral hall, Qin Mufeng was no longer entangled, but walked slowly, picked up Zhang Nanxing's body and wept bitterly, but the cry of grief was broken, causing others to burst into tears and tears.

"There is a death here, and I must report to the official," the patriarch was a little depressed, he never thought that there would be such a big event today, "I will repair a book here, you go to the academy yourself, after this matter is over, I will send someone to send the documents of the academy again." ”