Although the Zhang family is not the top power in Headwind City, it still occupies several small cities.
In the huge Nifeng City, the Zhang family is also a famous presence.
However, the Zhang family, a centuries-old family, has lost its former glory, and there is a haze above the void.
On the long street outside the Zhang family's mansion, figures were flashing, and the swords with cold light looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight, and a chilling atmosphere slowly filled the air.
At this time, the atmosphere was quite tense. Many big men in white military robes crossed their arms and looked at the Zhang family with sneers. The leader was a middle-aged man in white robes, with an indifferent look on his face.
There was a feeling of indifference, and the big men around him didn't look at the middle-aged man with a hint of fear in their eyes.
He is none other than Xiao Zhiyuan's most powerful general, Xiao Tianlei, and he is also one of the well-known strong men in Nifeng City.
Next to Xiao Tianlei stood an old man in silver robes, with a silver moon embroidered on his chest, looking at everyone in the Zhang family with a haughty expression.
"Xiao Tianlei, my Zhang family and the Xiao family have no grievances. What are you talking about today?" Among the Zhang family crowd, a middle-aged man said slowly with a gloomy face. His tone was not loud, but it was
There is a feeling of not being angry and being proud.
Several majestic warriors stood around the middle-aged man, making him even more majestic.
"Zhang Zhenhao! You don't have to ask questions knowingly. I am here for Zhang Zishan today. The Xiao family and I have already arranged a marriage that day. Today, I will take her back under the orders of City Lord Xiao!" Xiao Tianlei looked at everyone in the Zhang family coldly.
He was looking for that beautiful figure, but he was disappointed. At this time, his tone became extremely cold.
"Xiao Tianlei, I have never agreed to this marriage, and Xiaoyao Yingxue has died tragically. My Zhang family cannot compete with you, a great god, and my Zishan family is not so lucky! You should find another beautiful woman!"
The middle-aged man named Zhang Zhenhao glanced at the big men around him with cold eyes, his eyes full of vigilance.
Niefeng City Guards, this Xiao Zhiyuan is really brave and openly uses his private power.
"Zhang Zhenhao, the city lord once said that if Zhang Zishan does not marry my Xiao family, today I will make your Zhang family bleed like a river. Do you think the city lord's words have no effect at all?"
Hearing this, Xiao Tianlei said with a cold and gloomy expression, the spiritual energy slowly flowed out of his body, and the surrounding air condensed.
"Xiao Tianlei, even if my Zhang family is bleeding like a river, you will never let me marry a daughter from the Zhang family!" Zhang Zhenhao's eyes became more and more gloomy. Under this gloominess, there was also a hint of bitterness. Although Xiao Tianlei was only Xiao Zhiyuan's subordinate, he was extremely powerful.
The Zhang family can be wiped out easily.
The atmosphere in the audience became tense with Zhang Zhenhao's words.
Some of the Zhang family disciples looked at Zhang Zhenhao with strange eyes, as if they were blaming Zhang Zhenhao for putting the Zhang family into a state of irreparable danger because of personal matters.
Xiao Tianlei looked around with a cold expression, and said coldly: "If any Zhang family disciple informs me of Zhang Zishan's whereabouts, I can promise not to kill him, but will help him become the next head of the Zhang family!"
There was a gasp, and some Zhang family disciples were dissatisfied at first, but after hearing Xiao Tianlei's words, they started to make moves.
Zhang Zhenhao sighed sadly. It was obvious that Xiao Tianlei's move worked. He looked at the Zhang family disciples around him with a gloomy expression, and said coldly: "If any disciple reveals the news about Zhang Zishan, then from now on, he will no longer
He is a disciple of the Zhang family, and his clan membership will be removed immediately!"
Normally Zhang Zhenhao's words might make some Zhang family disciples fearful, but at this moment, who among the Zhang family disciples are worried about Zhang Zhenhao's words.
Several people jumped out of the crowd and jumped to Xiao Tianlei's side, telling Xiao Tianlei the news about Zhang Zishan.
In just a few moments, there were seven to eight hundred Zhang family disciples, and now there are only less than two hundred left. Zhang Zhenhao sighed sadly, as if he had aged several years. He waved his right hand, and a powerful wave of energy surged out of his body.
Breathing, he shouted in a deep voice: "Where are the disciples of the Zhang family!"
"Here!" Although hundreds of people turned against each other, all the Zhang family members who stayed behind were elites, and a strong aura slowly rose among the Zhang family disciples.
Zhang Zhenhao gently pulled out the sword from his back, stared at Xiao Tianlei coldly, and said: "Xiao Tianlei, my Zhang family is not the soft persimmon you imagined. Even if you want to destroy my Zhang family today, my Zhang family will still want you to be free.
Pi, let all the aristocratic families see how unreasonable Xiao Zhiyuan is!"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Tianlei's mouth. He slowly bowed to the old man beside him and said: "Senior, I ask you to take action this time. If you promise to senior, I will definitely do it!"
After saying that, Xiao Tianlei turned to Zhang Zhenhao and smiled sarcastically. Although he could destroy the Zhang family with his own hands, the city lord of Headwind City would definitely hold him accountable. Now that he is using others to destroy the Zhang family, even if the city lord of Headwind City investigates, he will follow suit.
He has nothing to do with it.
A trace of coldness flashed across the old man's turbid eyes, and he nodded slowly. Then he took a step, and a stronger aura than Zhang Zhenhao burst out from his body. A pair of skinny right hands slowly stretched out from his sleeves and pointed at Zhang Zhenhao.
He said slowly: "Let's do it!"
Zhang Zhenhao's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand instantly turned into a phantom, slashing towards the old man. The terrifying sword energy rushed towards the old man like a torrent.
However, the old man's figure remained motionless. His skinny right hand moved slightly forward, and a blue vortex appeared out of thin air, continuously absorbing the sword energy like a hollow.
The old man looked arrogant and said calmly: "This level of attack is far from enough!"
Zhang Zhenhao's face darkened. The strength of the old man in front of him was beyond his expectation. He snorted coldly, the sword force changed, and the figure suddenly shot towards the old man, and the aura billowing outside his body.
Gradually, a cold air continued to gather around the long sword, and the huge sword shadow shot straight towards the old man's chest.
The old man slowly pulled out a blue-black long sword from his back. The long sword stirred, and the sound of sword chants continued between heaven and earth. The long sword stirred up Zhang Zhenhao's long sword like a poisonous snake.
Zhang Zhenhao felt a numb feeling coming from his hand, and the endless sword energy strangely passed over his long sword and directly hit Zhang Zhenhao's chest.
Zhang Zhenhao snorted coldly, and he took a few steps back in mid-air, his figure swaying, as if he would fall down at any time.
Then he turned around and stabbed the ground with his backhand. The moment the sword tip hit the ground, his wrist trembled, and the sword tip pierced the stone ground diagonally, and then he slowly stopped.
Zhang Zhenhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed sadly. The old man in front of him was too strong. Even if he tried his best, he could not shake the old man at all.
What troubled Zhang Zhenhao was the old man's tricky swordsmanship. There was obviously no such strong man in Nifeng City.
"Dad!" Just at this moment, an exclamation came from the end of the long street, and a beautiful figure ran towards Zhang Zhenhao like a rainbow.
Zhang Zhenhao's figure trembled, and there was a hint of urgency on his face. Xiao Tianlei's gloomy face showed a hint of joy, and he jumped towards the beautiful allusion.
"Zishan, you!" A trace of anger appeared on Zhang Zhenhao's face, and he also jumped up, trying to stop Xiao Tianlei.
Unexpectedly, the old man struck out with his sword again, cutting off all Zhang Zhenhao's paths. He could only watch helplessly as Xiao Tianlei's figure kept approaching the beautiful figure.
Looking at the increasingly clear face, Xiao Tianlei's face burst into joy and he couldn't help but smile: "Miss Zhang Zishan, you will not leave your family alone after all. It seems that I guessed it right. You
Just follow me obediently!"
Xiao Tianlei slowly stretched out his white right hand from his sleeve and grabbed Zhang Zishan...
At this moment, Xiao Tianlei's right hand seemed to encounter a huge force, and his right hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move forward at all.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, Xiao Tianlei's figure took a few steps back and shouted gloomily: "Who is it!"
A black figure slowly appeared in front of Zhang Zishan, wearing a black robe with a hunting sound. At this time, a touch of bright red slowly dripped down the corner of the young man's mouth, but the young man's eyes were full of determination.
Zhang Zishan trembled slightly, looked at the back in front of her, and shouted softly: "Brother Zhang Ming, why are you back!"
The person who came was none other than Zhang Ming. At this moment, his face was pale and he did not turn around.
Zhang Ming's eyes fell on Xiao Tianlei in front of him, and he said firmly: "How could I abandon my lady and run away alone! Miss, it seems that we are in danger today. Even so, I will live and die with the Zhang family!" He said
As soon as he landed, a shocking aura erupted from his body.
This momentum vaguely reached the peak of a ninth-level spiritual warrior, but it fell into the eyes of the old man behind Xiao Tianlei with disdain.
In their eyes, a ninth-level spiritual warrior with only the peak cultivation level is like an ant, which can be destroyed with just a few moves.
Xiao Tianlei had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, always looking at Zhang Zishan behind Zhang Ming.
Then Xiao Tianlei waved his hand, and hundreds of figures shot out from the surrounding attic. These hundreds of figures were all filled with the smell of killing, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings.
These hundreds of people are the dead men trained by Xiao Zhiyuan himself. Over the past few years, thousands of lives have been lost at the hands of these people.
Xiao Tianlei slowly raised his right hand, then suddenly swung it downwards. Hundreds of figures let out a low roar and then shot away in all directions.
In an instant, countless screams rang out all around, swords were drawn out, blood spattered, and figures fell into a pool of blood.
The leader of the Zhang family, Zhenhao, was the first to react. His eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and he swung his sword to strike at the dead soldiers who were massacring the disciples of the Zhang family.
However, the old man watching on the side sneered and calmly blocked Zhang Zhenhao's way again.
"Zhang Ming, lead Zishan away quickly!"
There was a trace of despair in Zhang Zhenhao's eyes. His cultivation level, which was originally only the peak level of a second-level spiritual master, suddenly skyrocketed. In just the blink of an eye, his aura was enough to reach the level of a third-level spiritual master.